The light of the curse flickered, and a rune snake fell from the tree.
Neville was breathing heavily and looking pale.
"It seems you need to rest." Anton took out his wand and tapped the rabbit floating in mid-air next to him, turning it into a sofa chair with soft rabbit fur cushions.
"Get some rest. It's best to take a nap. I'll do the rest."
Neville breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back on the sofa chair. After a while, he started snoring.
Anton is very satisfied with Neville. In addition to having the courage to face his own weakness and make changes, this child has perseverance and perseverance. Although he is very partial to magic, he has a unique talent. He is extremely suitable for emotions that require firm will and courage.
The curse.
Moreover, Neville still trusted himself. He had been mentally strained for a whole day in such a dangerous Forbidden Forest, and just because he said, "I'll do the rest," he just fell asleep like this.
Anton smiled slightly and said softly, "Congratulations on joining the Weasley cabin."
He raised his wand gently and said calmly, "Avada Kedavra!"
The dark green magic light penetrated the gradually darkening forest.
The rune snake didn't even have a chance to struggle, and instantly fell to the ground.
"hey-hey."
"Separation of flesh and blood!" Anton waved his wand, and the runes floated into the air. The skin, flesh and bones split apart, and the blood rolled and flowed in mid-air, sinking into the glass bottle in Anton's hand.
"It seems full."
Put the glass bottle into the snuff box and take out a soup pot and seasonings from it.
After a while, the bonfire was lit and the snake meat was boiling in the soup pot.
I don’t know if it’s because of being a time traveler, but Anton can always find uses for magic spells that others don’t see.
For example, the Cruciatus Curse's effect on the soul allowed him to develop it into a 'soul scalpel'.
The Killing Curse also has many uses.
For example, if you collect the blood of magical animals and clean one side by biting a big melon, there will be no trace of resentment for the loss of life in the blood.
You will get extremely pure blood.
Or for example, used for food processing.
Snakes are riddled with parasites.
Clean it by chewing a big melon in one move, ensuring you can eat with peace of mind, peace of mind, and comfort.
Finally, here is an ancient magic spell for separating flesh and blood, a good magic spell for chopping vegetables, and a must-have magic spell for home travel.
you deserve to have!
Awesome.
Neville was woken up by the enticing aroma.
When he woke up, he was surrounded by a house woven from elephant vines, with a ceiling above and a floor woven from elephant vines on the ground.
Approaching the wall, the elephant vine automatically twists and slides, and a round arched door appears.
Outside the door, Anton was squatting by the campfire, humming and holding a big bowl, eating deliciously.
Neville swallowed.
A bowl on a nearby stone floated in front of Neville, and broth floated from the pot on the campfire into the bowl.
Taking the bowl and spoon, Neville sat down on the stone next to Anton.
Before long, they had devoured the entire pot of broth.
"What is this? I have never had such delicious food."
"Snake soup."
Snap.
The bowl in Neville's hand fell to the ground. He looked at Anton blankly and asked hoarsely, "Wha... what soup?"
Anton smiled, his white teeth shining frighteningly in the moonlight.
"Snake Soup of the Rune Snake."
"You caught it."
Neville suddenly felt a little nauseous. He grabbed his neck and suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable. "You... you said that the runes are highly venomous. I feel... I feel very bad."
"Haha." Anton glanced at him, "That's what's interesting about potions. The venom of the rune snake is a very good ingredient for freshness. Okay, if you really can be poisoned to death, I will
Isn’t it useless to learn potions for a long time?”
"Can……"
"Rune snake..."
Anton stood up and threw the bowl and chopsticks to the ground casually. The magic power fluctuated for a moment, and the bowl and chopsticks turned into a branch. "Just asking you, how does it taste?"
Neville smacked his mouth and said, "It seems... not bad?"
"Quack, quack, quack." Anton waved his wand with a smile, and the elephant vine retracted into the flowerpot and floated back into his snuff box.
"Let's go, keep heading forward!"
"Ah? Oh, okay."
…
…
"Anton, what do you seem to be looking for?" Neville was a little curious.
Anton turned his head and stared at Neville with a smile for a long time, which made him take a step back in horror, "Unicorn!"
"I'm looking for unicorns, their blood is magical."
It is not easy for Anton to accept a new partner, and it took him countless observations to determine the candidate to work with the twins.
The courage to face one's own shortcomings, talent and perseverance can only mean that this person has potential.
And loyalty is the key to being a partner.
He was looking forward to Neville's performance when news of the death of the unicorn in the Forbidden Forest spread.
"The unicorn represents purity, eternity and steadfastness. Anyone who attempts to kill it will be cursed!" Neville was a little nervous and spoke urgently.
Anton raised his eyebrows, "You actually understand?"
"This is my favorite magical animal!" Neville was a little excited. "My current wand was left by my father. I have always looked forward to having a wand of my own. Maybe it uses unicorn tail hair as the core.
"
"Well, not bad, it suits your qualities very well." Anton shrugged, "Maybe I can help you pull one out later, so that you can have a wand of your own early?"
"This is a holy creature, how could this be allowed!" Neville's little face wrinkled up.
"Maybe it's because you're not serious in class?"
"ah???"
Anton sighed and looked at Neville helplessly, "Maybe many people will talk about how good unicorns are, but you have to know that for wizards, they are first and foremost a supplier of potion materials."
"The hair on a unicorn's tail may still moult, but its unicorn stays with it for its entire life. It will die after it is plucked out."
Neville took a breath, "You want to pull out its horn?"
"No, no, no." Anton raised a finger and shook it, "This is too bloody. I have money, a whole small vault. If I need it, I will go to Diagon Alley to buy it. It is not very expensive.
, it’s only 21 gold galleons.”
"Diagon Alley...is it for sale?" Neville's eyes widened.
"Yeah." Anton said indifferently, "Of course, if I need it, I can go directly to Professor Snape to ask for one. He has a box of unicorn horns."
"!!!"
Neville was completely confused for a moment, screaming, "One...a whole box?"
"Yes."
"Have you forgotten that the potion class requires unicorn horns, a potion material, just to allow every little wizard to practice potions? You don't know how many unicorn horns are consumed in one class."
"Neville..."
Anton chuckled, "It seems you don't have a good command of Potions class."