Anton has never been interested in the Quidditch game, he really just came here to relax his tense spirit.
After all, the complete upgrade of the 'Color-Changing Wind Bird' was enough for him to face Voldemort and any other curse, and half of the Horcrux shell in his mind was waiting for Lao Fu to fall into his trap.
He no longer needs to be so nervous.
soon.
Snape came to the middle of the field, opened the game box, and the Bludger, Quaffle and Golden Snitch flew into the sky.
"Wow~" Anton looked at the golden figure in surprise.
quick!
Almost reaching the extreme!
He quickly took out the 'Wizard's Eye' potion and drank it in one gulp.
Oh~
Drinking this magic potion in the presence of so many wizards is simply a kind of torture. Everyone turns into a block of color, which is so uncomfortable that it makes people feel dizzy.
He concentrated and turned his eyes like the golden snitch flying in mid-air.
This thing is too small and extremely fast, making it difficult to catch.
It is said that the first game of Quidditch was not the Golden Snitch, but a little bird called the Snitch.
However, due to the popularity of hunting golden snidgets, the number of this bird decreased sharply, and it was eventually listed as an endangered species.
Later, skilled metalsmith Bowman Wright invented the Golden Snitch as a replacement.
The Snitch weighs exactly like the Snitch and has rotatable wings that mimic those of a bird, allowing it to change direction with lightning speed and the precision of the Snitch.
Rumor has it that in 1884 a snitch flew across the pitch on Bodmin Moor for six months without being caught, and both teams looked at the performance of their respective Seekers before finally giving up in disgust.
Cornish wizards still insist to this day that the snitch still roams the moors. But this story has not been confirmed.
The Golden Snitch isn't that hard to find in mid-air.
A vast cloudless sky, a magical image moving quickly, not too conspicuous.
The only problem is that it's too fast.
"Why do I feel that the magical image of this thing is a bit like the magical image of the wings of a dragon species?" Anton hesitated.
The magical image of the wings of the sub-dragon species is a combination of countless balls, constantly twisting and turning.
The magic image of the Golden Snitch is a combination of countless diamond shapes, which are also twisting and turning.
The difference is that the magical image of the sub-dragon's wings vaguely makes people feel strong and powerful, while the golden snitch is agile and light.
This thing...
If it merges into the color-changing wind bird...
Anton's eyes were shining.
He also thought of Professor Snape's experiments on the dragon species. The pink feathers were a good material for making broomsticks.
A small feather brings about earth-shaking improvements in flight speed, flight braking force, flight control, etc.
This is a great research direction!
According to the old wizard's theory of the integration of magic spells and potions, Anton believes that the abilities of magical animals, wizard spells, alchemy items, etc. can all work together.
For example, Anton simulated the magical operation of the alchemy item 'Grindelwald's Eye' as a magic spell.
The Quidditch field was filled with cheers.
Snape started acting like a monster, and in front of Dumbledore and McGonagall, he deducted points from Gryffindor crazily and gave Hufflepuff several free throw opportunities.
Prefect Fanai's whole body was about to boil. He sat next to Anton and waved his arms, "Yes, that's it, that's it!"
He excitedly turned to Anton and said, "Yes, with the dean here, we can still maintain first place!"
Anton's mouth twitched and he wanted to say, this is not something to be proud of.
All the Slytherins and Gryffindors were excited.
Not far away, Hermione jumped on her seat and screamed, Ron and Draco struggled with each other, and the brave Neville faced off against Goyle and Crabbe.
At this moment, Harry swooped down and grabbed the Golden Snitch firmly in his hand.
Oh~
Great~
Anton finally clearly saw the magical image of the Golden Snitch. Indeed, this thing had some strange similarity to the wings of a dragon species.
"Nice~"
Everything else is unimportant to him.
He stood up and walked slowly towards the castle without disturbing anyone.
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Bionic Curse, Anton's Pride.
In this regard, he was ahead of many wizards.
Now he has taken a solid step further, gaining a deep understanding of the object that is about to change through the bionic spell, and finally turned it into a complete transformation spell.
It can't even be called a transformation spell. It's like creating a new body for yourself. Turning it over is the effect of transformation.
This feeling of being invincible is wonderful.
Anton knocked on the door of Quirrell's office with brisk steps.
"Professor, good morning."
Anton's eyes narrowed slightly.
With the success of the color-changing wind bird, he began to enter the second experiment - the simulation of the 'Wizard's Eye' potion.
If you look carefully at his eyes at this moment, you can see that the pupil of his left eye has expanded to its maximum size, and there are faintly dark green stars inside.
If Anton is not mistaken...
No!
You can’t go wrong!
Lao Fu...
He cracked!
So, my dear Professor Voldemort, what exactly did you do during this vacation?
In the eyes of a wizard, a normal wizard is a big color block. Voldemort is a black ball of thread when he enters the "Mother Tom's Arms" spell, and when he wakes up, he is a black with a "deep loneliness" atmosphere.
At this moment, Anton was surprised to find that along the dark green cracks, Voldemort's color block was split into two halves, connected by a black silk thread in the middle.
Quirrell wasn't in good shape either. His entire body was covered with dense dark green cracks, as if it would break apart with just a slight tap.
Moreover, the silk threads of Voldemort's color block were inserted into Quirrell's cracks, quickly absorbing nutrients.
This wonderful effect is somewhat similar to a half-made Horcrux.
Anton sat in front of the office with a calm face and looked at Quirrell with a smile.
Great~
He knew very clearly that when Lao Fu left this body, it was when Quirrell died.
Laofu is like the big banyan tree growing out of the cracks in the foundation of the house in Chilaw. If the big banyan tree is taken out, the house will collapse.
Moreover, this banyan tree is still frantically absorbing nutrients from the house, and the house seems to be gradually turning to desert and about to collapse on its own.
"You are in a very dangerous situation now." Voldemort stared at Anton indifferently, "My student, do you know that your path is narrow?"
Anton leaned back and took a breath.
Oh my god~
You steal my lines!
"Levitation spell? Oh, this low-level spell can be studied so deeply. Should I say that you are very research-minded, or should I laugh at you for wasting your time and energy?"
Voldemort sat behind his desk and talked, "The magic of transformation? You seem to have forgotten the 'Scarecrow Curse' I taught you."
Anton shook his head, "The origin of the scarecrow spirit, a curse-like transformation spell."
How could he forget this curse? It was because of this curse that he found Professor Quirrell.