"Little wizard." The short body of Pedro the Fairy came over and stared at Anton coldly. "I know what kind of person Fiennes is. I can't even count the number of apprentices he tortured and killed."
"You don't love your teacher as much as you think."
Pedro's words were like giant arrows, instantly piercing the little wizard's heart. He obviously hesitated.
"This is not a magic potion, it is the tears of the two-headed siren. Those who eat it by mistake will only fall into an illusion. You just helped the teacher have a sweet dream."
The little wizard's eyes widened and he backed away, "You're lying!"
The goblin sneered, "I see fear in your eyes. You don't love your teacher, you are afraid of him. You are afraid!"
"But you brought your uncle to me against your teacher's wishes. Aren't you afraid that he would also hit you with the Cruciatus Curse when he finds out?"
The goblin's words had a convincing tone, "You have no way out, right?"
OK!
The emotions are well-done and the actors cooperate well.
Anton's eyes were filled with fear. He pulled open his sleeves, revealing the spell runes on his wrists, and said angrily, "What do you know? I have no way to resist my teacher!"
The goblin lowered his head and rolled his eyes, his eyes full of contempt, "Fiennes is also somewhat talented in the Cruciatus Curse. This kind of weird curse seems difficult to solve, and it is not worth mentioning to me at all."
Yo!
Can this be done too?
Anton's eyes lit up, "If I drugged the teacher, I would have no choice but to run away and be alone and helpless. I need some money."
The goblin sneered and tapped his fingers on the pocket of Anton's wizard robe.
Ding ding!
The voice of Jin Gallon sounded.
"Little wizard, don't push yourself too far!"
Okay, let's stop now. Anton took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, "You have to cure my uncle and lift the curse on my hand."
The goblin nodded, "And you need to pour this bottle into your teacher's rice. Tell me, can you do it? I can only give you one year."
Anton nodded solemnly.
"So, Mr. Rozier." The goblin turned to look at the middle-aged wizard watching the show next to him, "Do you mind being a witness and helping us cast an 'unbreakable oath' spell?"
"I'm very happy." Rozier took out his wand and looked at a child and an elf with a smile. The two were about the same height, which was quite interesting.
He looked at Anton seriously, "Little wizard, I have to remind you that no one can escape the curse of 'Unbreakable Vow'. The only person I know who can escape the punishment of the curse is Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard of this century."
, there is no one else but him.”
"If the person who made the oath finally breaks the contract, his end will be death."
Anton didn't look at him. The middle-aged man's eyes were too penetrating. He silently glanced at Lupine on the chair and pursed his lips. "I don't have a choice, do I? I will do it myself."
The potion was poured into the teacher's mouth."
"Very good." Rozier glanced at Anton curiously, "Please hold hands."
The wand was waved, and a pink-purple light wrapped around Pedro and Anton's arms like a rope.
It flickered for a moment and disappeared without a trace.
Anton had a strange understanding that if he did not abide by his oath, he would really die.
but……
is it hard?
He'll pour it out later.
Anton carefully put away the medicine bottle, but saw Pedro find an arm.
A gray-white one looks like it should be a real arm after air-drying!
"White's Hand." The goblin lifted the arm as if holding a piece of plastic. "An arm with a small amount of magic power, a very common potion material."
Anton resisted.
Although he was the old wizard's experimental rat, he had drank all kinds of magic potions in the past two months, and there were all sorts of messy things in them.
But this is human flesh!
He can't accept it!
The goblin grabbed Anton's hand and gently touched his arm at the elbow.
"Huh?" Anton shook his hand in surprise, and saw that the arm seemed to grow on his body, making movements according to his heart.
"so amazing!"
Even the little girl, Anna Rozier, came to the side when she heard the movement, looking at his hands curiously with her big eyes open.
Pedro pouted, "This is just a little trick. Apart from making movements, you can't use it to grab heavy objects or hold a wand to cast spells."
As he spoke, he recited some inexplicable and strange spell, and a faint light lit up Anton's arm.
After a while, Anton even felt as if he was dazzled and couldn't tell which part of the extra hand was his original hand and which part was the newly added one.
The spell is over.
The goblin pulled off the dried arm and pointed at the curse mark on the wrist, "Look, the fancy curse spells are useless. A simple confusion spell will do the trick."
Anton touched his wrist in surprise. It was so white and tender that there was no trace of a complex tattoo-like curse on it.
The goblin threw his arm into Anton's arms, "You can attach it to your body at any time. Your teacher won't notice that the spell has been transferred. If necessary, take it off."
"Exquisite thinking."
Mr. Rozier applauded and praised, "I was thinking about how to remove this curse just now. Master Pedro's method is really wonderful, absolutely brilliant!"
The goblin waved his hand, as if he had done something not worth mentioning.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and it was obvious that he was quite proud of himself.
"Your matter is settled. Come back to your teacher." The goblin was obviously about to chase him away. He stared at Lupine with a cigar in his mouth, "The werewolf was injured by the Cruciatus Curse master. It's troublesome."
"But it's not a problem for me." The goblin held a cigar in one hand and looked at Anton proudly, "It can be solved in half a year."
Anton's eyes widened in disbelief, "Half a year?"
The goblin chuckled, "Yes, it only takes half a year."
Damn it, it actually took half a year, Anton almost couldn't hold his breath.
"Come on, I don't like human wizards here." The goblin turned and glanced at the middle-aged wizard, "Of course, my friends are not among them."
He looked at the little girl Anna with a smile, "I also welcome our little princess to come to my place to learn alchemy."
have to.
I am an outsider here.
Anton hesitated for a moment, "Can I come visit my uncle during the treatment?"
The goblin hesitated for a moment, "You can come and see me once every two weeks."
Anton nodded, okay.
After dragging his big suitcase out of the door, he looked at the sea in confusion, holding on to the old wand with some trepidation.
Where will he go next?
He is like a fallen leaf that has left the tree, drifting everywhere with the current, without a place to take root.
If Lupine was by his side, he could also consider living in the Muggle world with a better quality of life.
But if you are alone, you might as well avoid it.
He is just a malnourished ten-year-old child. Without an adult to support him, it is difficult for him to even rent a house.
Finally, he touched the gold Galleons in his pocket and said, "Okay, I'm back in the wizarding world."