1044 Destiny (3) Additional update, thanks to the leader of There is a Fish in the Sky for the reward
Old Gore's fleshy body completely collapsed on the sofa, with a confused look on his face. He no longer knew what to do. He had no idea at all.
Perhaps betraying the Malfoy family was the biggest decision he had ever made in his life, or in other words, he had made almost no decisions in his life.
It was always Malfoy who helped Goyle think about it, wasn't it?
"Look at how stupid you are!" Lucius looked at Old Gore angrily, "Do one thing for me!"
"Okay." Old Gore nodded habitually.
"Rescue the Crabbe family from the cell and take them out of here to find Anton. Only Anton can provide you with shelter now." As Lucius began to say this, Floo fans
The green flame filled the entire fireplace again, making his words become a bit ethereal.
This is a method mastered by the Malfoy family to prevent information from being discovered, and Old Goyle knows it.
Lucius has always been extremely cautious.
Old Goyle looked at Lucius with some struggle, "If...if I...I mean...I send the Crabbe family to Anton...I...can I come back?"
"Ha~" Lucius glared at him with some hatred, "You will be executed when you come back, you idiot!"
"Oh." Old Gore nodded helplessly.
The flames in the fireplace gradually dissipated, and with the final rhyme, Lucius's words came out lightly from the fireplace, but they hit old Gower's heart so hard.
"Stop having any illusions about the Dark Lord, you idiot, remember, you have no way out!"
"I know you can do it. It's not difficult for you to save a few people from the MACCA cells. Don't let me down..."
The flames completely dissipated, and darkness returned to the secret room.
Old Gore was left alone, sitting silently on the sofa, curled up into a ball.
He didn't know how long it took, but he stood up feebly. After all, he really couldn't figure out why there was no way out.
But Malfoy will definitely not lie to himself. It seems that the only thing he can do now is to obey.
He looked at everything around him with some regret.
In order to follow the Dark Lord to this strange territory, the Gower family has completely sold off the assets accumulated by the Gower family over thousands of years.
Although he brought it here to get a more splendid one, he was only deeply saddened.
That was the glorious past of the Gower family.
But now it's even more painful. If you want to escape with Crabbe to find Anton, you won't be able to take everything with you.
These……
How many chicken legs can I exchange for?!!!
He decided to eat a few more chicken legs to make up for it before he started taking action!
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12 Grimmauld Place, London.
Sirius purchased a building opposite his home through Lupine for his wife and children to live in, and he dedicated this building to become the latest secret headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix. (Chapter 827)
Everyone agrees with setting up the headquarters here. After all, the next door neighbor is Anton's home. Neither Voldemort nor his minions will go near this place.
"Cursed by the God of Love for stealing the 'Magic of Love'..."
"My wife had her memory wiped away and left him..."
"My daughter fell in love with someone she shouldn't love..."
“The romantic interstellar poet with the freedom of the brightest smile?”
Dumbledore muttered the contents of the prophecy and tapped his fingers on the table unconsciously.
"Yes, when he cast the Fierce Fire Curse to fight against the Fierce Fire with destiny magic, he showed such a scene." Lu Ping took out his wand and waved it gently at the wall in front of him.
Suddenly, a mist filled the air, and a scene appeared inside.
It was a burning fire that formed the scene of Voldemort sitting on the throne. It looked inexplicably desolate, desolate and lonely.
"Tsk." Sirius clicked his tongue and smiled with gloating, "Everyone is betraying their relatives and leaving!"
Kingsley and Professor McGonagall looked at each other, then looked at Dumbledore, "We think there are two key points. The first is the direction of magic. Voldemort was obviously backlashed by the 'magic of love'. The second is the direction of prophecy.
Yes, we suspect that the person mentioned in the prophecy is not necessarily Lockhart, but may also be Anton."
"Anton..." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows.
"Yes!" Kingsley looked at everyone with a serious face, "Maybe you have been in contact with Anton too often and lack a keen intuition about this."
"From the information I have collected in the past, Anthony Weasley has always been able to truly learn some abilities from his teachers."
"Good at learning and good at teaching."
"Lockhart is also his professor. I suspect that he has learned very good forgetting spell techniques and writing skills from Lockhart. What's more, the word 'stellar' mentioned in the prophecy makes me feel...
Suspect."
"I think the person mentioned in the prophecy is likely to be Lockhart, but it cannot be ruled out that it is Anton."
Dumbledore listened to his story in silence, nodded, and made no statement.
Dealing with fate is also his weakness.
Alas, fate...
As for the backlash of the 'magic of love' mentioned in the prophecy, this is an angle he is good at handling.
"The Institute of Magic at Hogwarts has encountered a problem in its research on Horcruxes..." Dumbledore murmured, but a smile appeared on his face, "The magic of love..."
"Maybe this is what fate has inspired us to do."
The magic of love and the Horcrux were once again placed in front of him by coincidence because of prophecy and fate.
Such a sense of déjà vu.
Wonderful!
In meetings of the Order of the Phoenix, Lu Ping has always been silent as long as Anton is mentioned. As long as the Order of the Phoenix is not considering targeting Anton, he usually will not stand up and express opinions.
only……
Interstellar poet?
Oh, he didn't really believe that Lockhart could write any poetry. He had already written it long ago. Anton had mentioned this to him before. The best-seller's approach seemed to be more focused on marketing and marketing writing.
, rather than going in a profound direction.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! And Anton seems to be more likely to become a poet in the future due to his in-depth study of the human heart, involving life, time, destiny and other profound magical fields.
After all, Anton is only a teenager now.
What if he finds writing poetry exciting and fun in the future?
Or... Lupine somehow came up with the idea of 'grey magic'. If Anton wrote poetry not to lament something pointlessly, but to purposefully guide the rhythm of magic such as some epic myth...
Who knows.
His expression couldn't help but become weird.
Hehe~
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Anton looked at Gower with a headache at this moment, flipped through the diagnoses on the small table next to the hospital bed, frowned and looked at Draco, "Can't he have magic eyeballs in his eye sockets?"
The magic eyeball may be the earliest prosthetic limb developed in the wizarding world. Since the earliest wizarding civilization originated in the Mesopotamia, there has been research on magic eyeballs.
Under the modern magic system, a variety of new functions have been introduced.
For example, Mad Eye Moody's magic eye has magical see-through capabilities and can penetrate clothing, walls, and invisibility cloaks...
Or maybe the magic prop made by Grindelwald for Dumbledore, the 'Grindelwald Eyes', has the wonderful ability to peer into the depths of the soul.
Draco sighed, "Yes, the doctor said that it is not recommended to stuff magical things into Goyle's eye sockets, otherwise a terrible explosion will occur, especially since the eye sockets are so close to the brain."
Anton smacked his lips and shrugged, "Okay."
"It's okay, Anton, Draco, I feel very good." Gore smiled and looked particularly optimistic.
"But..." Draco looked sad, "Are you going to be unable to see anything for the rest of your life?"
"How can this be!"
Anton looked at Draco in disbelief, "We are wizards, these are just minor problems."
"!!!" Draco looked confused, "Small problem?"
"certainly!"
Anton thought for a while, the lake of his mind was rippling, and all the related memories he had learned and seen in the past jumped into his mind, and he had the answer instantly.
"There is the simplest way. Lockhart taught me when he was the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor." (Chapter 168)
"Crush the leaves of mandrake, mix it with a little of your own saliva and the soil on the ground, mix it evenly and apply it behind your ears, and you will be able to hear the shape of the world."
Draco resisted, "Spit? Damn it! This kind of thing really works?"
"Personal testing is effective!" Anton stretched out his arms in a confident voice. He relied on this move to resist the shameless attack on him by the diary Tom Riddle and the Basilisk in the bathroom (Chapter 178).
"Really?" Gower shouted excitedly. Obviously, he didn't mind being blind so much.
"Merlin's beard!" Draco exclaimed, "It's still hard for me to believe that someone like Lockhart actually taught you this method! Does he understand?"
Anton chuckled, "Don't underestimate anyone. As I said, magic is the power of the soul, and everyone's soul is equally great."
"Professor Lockhart..."
"I learned a lot from him!"
"Wow~" Draco exclaimed exaggeratedly, turning to look at Goyle who was sitting in the wheelchair, "How about we try now?"
"Okay!" Goyle was always used to stupidly obeying Malfoy's thinking results, and nodded with a smile.
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