The magic power inside the body surged, like a sudden storm coming on the calm sea.
Anton quickly brewed his emotions and was ready to release the spell at any time. He pursed his lips and jumped off the oak chair, looking at the goblin calmly.
The two looked at each other for a while.
Anton raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "I would like to say hello to you on behalf of my teacher, Alex Fiennes."
Regardless of whether the old wizard and the goblin are enemies or not, the goblin has obviously linked Anton to the old wizard. Now to talk about "I am not his apprentice" and so on will only make people see his weakness.
In this kind of place, weak people will only get a curse.
Pedro the Goblin let out a chuckle from his big mouth, and pointed his thick finger at Lupine on the chair next to him, "If I'm not mistaken, this person should have been hit by your teacher's Cruciatus Curse."
Anton watched his movements cautiously, with a polite smile on his face, but his eyes were cold, "Maybe he was attacked by other wizards."
"No, no, no." The goblin shook his finger, "Every living creature has its own scent. As a master of the Cruciatus Curse, Fiennes's Cruciatus Curse is slightly different from other wizards' Cruciatus Curses."
He looked at Anton teasingly, "You brought a wizard who was attacked by your teacher to come to me. Little guy, you are not good."
Anton pursed his lips.
His heart moved, entanglement and complexity appeared in his eyes, and he looked at Lu Ping with a sigh, "I have no choice, he is my uncle, he is my uncle!"
I was overcome with emotion and had tears in my eyes.
It was the entanglement between the constant separation of family ties and the mentor. It was too difficult for him, a poor child, to be caught in the middle.
It’s so difficult~~~~
"Tsk, tsk, tsk." The goblin made an indescribable sound of admiration, "I like your purity. At last, the young wizard has not been completely blackened by the bad dark wizard."
The goblin didn't notice that the man behind him, Mr. Rozier, looked at the two of them with interest with a pair of shrewd eyes that seemed to see through people's hearts. This elegant middle-aged man secretly made a face at Anton.
Damn it!
This strong sense of contrast instantly reminded Anton of Mr. Bean, and he almost laughed out loud.
Forcing himself into an emotional atmosphere, Anton raised his head to prevent his tears from falling, and said in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Pedro."
He lowered his head suddenly, with a determined look on his face, and stared at the goblin as if he was on a dead end, "For my uncle, I will do anything!"
The goblin walked up to Lupine, rolled his eyelids, and placed his fingers on Lupine's head with a faint blue light.
"This is not good."
The goblin took out a beautiful box from the shelf nearby, took out a cigar to share with Mr. Rozier, and lit one himself.
The cigar looked like a chopstick against the backdrop of his thick fingers.
Exhaling thick smoke, the goblin put one hand in his suit trouser pocket and said, "This is a very difficult treatment, and you may have to pay a high price for it."
He can cure it!
He wants to be cured!
Anton instantly breathed a sigh of relief and became more and more relaxed, "How much does it cost?"
"Money?" Pedro the Elf seemed to have heard something very funny, he laughed hahaha, and even Rozier laughed.
Anton blinked, looking confused, "Is there any problem?"
In his memory, the school doctor wizard at Hogwarts could easily treat no matter how severe the injury was.
This thing will make a lion open his mouth!
Anton made a judgment instantly.
He must have overacted just now, making the goblin think he was defeated. He had little experience in this kind of intrigue, so he could only reflect on it little by little and accumulate it slowly.
The goblin shook his head, "You usually watch your teacher casually release the Cruciatus Curse, and you think this is normal?"
Anton nodded in agreement.
Of course, the main reason is not because the old wizard can cast spells at will, but because of his own experience. He has endured so many Cruciatus Curses, and the most severe one was just a fainting, and when he woke up, he seemed fine.
"The Cruciatus Curse is one of the three unforgivable curses, do you understand?"
The goblin looked at Anton and nodded, sneered, showing his thick beige teeth, "No, you don't understand!"
"There are many more cruel curses than the Cruciatus Curse. They are more vicious, more harmful, and more powerful. In my hundreds of years of life, I have not seen too many of them."
"But none of those curses are classified as Unforgivable Curses."
Anton quickly recalled the novels and videos he had read in his previous life, "Is it because there is no counter-spell?"
Snapped!
"Correct answer!" Pedro the Elf snapped his fingers.
"There is no counter-curse. It means that after being attacked by the Unforgivable Curse, there is no way to recover through the spell, or even to cure it."
He blew out the smoke again and talked eloquently, "The three unforgivable curses are simply the most evil curses developed by you human wizards."
"There is no way to remedy an attack on the soul." His eyes were full of sneers, "Do you know why human wizards are the masters of this world?"
"Because they invented the Unforgivable Curse and killed all intelligent creatures that refused to surrender."
"What ancient fairies are best at is making sophisticated alchemical items. They conquered time and made time converters. They conquered space and made vanishing cabinets. They conquered too many areas."
Pedro shrugged, holding a cigar in his mouth, looking helpless.
"Then humans conquered the goblins with the Unforgivable Curse."
"So now the fairies only know how to refine gold coins."
"The most ridiculous thing is here." Pedro sneered, "Human wizards killed all the intelligent creatures. They found that there were no enemies left, so they started killing each other."
"Their magic was broken because of this, and later wizards could only pick up wands, items that they didn't care about before, and learn the magic spells that were weakened by castration."
"The wisdom of ancient wizards is only a few words in books, and too much magic has been lost in the long river of history."
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Pedro said in an aria, "This is the Unforgivable Curse. Because it cannot be cured, it is unforgivable."
"Have you ever been to St. Mungo's Hospital? It's full of patients who were injured by the Unforgivable Curse, and not one of them has been discharged."
Anton understood that the Unforgivable Curse was probably similar to a large-caliber firearm. Once it was shot, a hole as big as a bowl would appear in the body, and it would not come back no matter how much treatment was given.
But he just watched him perform with cold eyes.
Seeing that the goblin finally finished speaking, he just replied silently, "But you can treat me. Can you just tell me what you need me to do?"
He absolutely did not want to fall into the hands of this goblin again like he did with the old wizard.
As long as the goblin's demands are too excessive, he will definitely shoot a magic spell at you and start running away mode.
"Simple." The goblin snapped his fingers again, and suddenly there was the sound of metal tapping on the wall. Countless gear mechanisms changed rapidly, and finally a bottle the size of a human's little finger flew out from inside.
"Put some of your teacher's food into it." He held the glass bottle between his fingers. It was no surprise that the liquid in the bottle looked like boiled water.
Anton flatly refused, "No, how could I betray my teacher!"
The goblin grinned evilly, "You can only choose between teacher and uncle. Believe me, no one in this world can cure him except me."
Anton was silent, and the information in his mind was finally retrieved completely. Neville's parents were tortured crazy by the Cruciatus Curse, but members of the Order of the Phoenix. If the school doctor wizard at Hogwarts could really cure them, how could they?
Don't take action.
So he hesitated, looked at the goblin with red eyes, and gritted his teeth, "This is my beloved teacher!"