"Why do you say that?" Anton took the tea cup from George's hand. During the relaxation time after the exam, everyone often chatted leisurely on the sofa on the second floor.
"Harry and the others were going on a night trip, and I went to stop them. Gryffindor has already been deducted to the bottom, and we can't be deducted anymore." Neville sighed, "In the end, I was released by Hermione and turned into stone.
'."
"I obviously know this curse myself."
Ever since Neville first entered the magic school and got on the train, Hermione has been his good friend, helping him enthusiastically and stopping others from laughing at him. He was so happy to have such a friend.
As a result, he was knocked to the ground by a magic spell from the opponent.
"Hey, it's nothing. The spell is too powerful. We can't fight like fists. You come and I go." George comforted.
"Indeed, we pay attention to timing, and obviously you missed the opportunity." Fred shrugged.
Hannah handed the tea cup to Neville and patted his shoulder gently, "You still want to treat Hermione as a friend, right?"
Neville thought for a moment and nodded vigorously.
"She's just more stubborn. I..." Neville pursed his lips, "I've always wanted to be someone like her, smart, powerful, daring to think and do."
"No!" Anton shook his finger, "You are wrong."
He stared at Neville, "Never think about who you become?"
Neville raised his head blankly.
"Be yourself! Tap into the depths of your heart, tap into the strength deep within you, and taste what you want and want. Your thoughts are very important to you."
"You see, they won't have this kind of trouble."
Neville looked at each one blankly.
Fred shrugged, "There will always be people who hate us..."
George shrugged, "...I think we are too self-centered."
Hannah smiled slightly, "Although I'm not good enough, I always only do what I like."
Anton spread his hands, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
"You lack experience, so you need to squeeze it hard to make yourself have the strongest desire."
Oh, Anton, sometimes he is a good teacher and helpful friend, sometimes he is really harmful. Neville immediately became energetic, shrank back on the sofa, and stared at him closely, "What are you going to do again?"
"
Anton smiled, his white teeth shining in the sun.
"Rune Snake, I think this thing has great uses, although I haven't figured out how to use it yet."
"Maybe we could build a rune snake den next to the cabin."
"I need you to catch all the rune snakes crawling everywhere in Hogwarts. I also need you to go to the Forbidden Forest and catch some of the overflowing rune snakes to maintain the ecological balance."
"Catch..." Neville swallowed, "Catch the rune snake?"
Anton nodded sincerely, "Maybe you will be called..."
"Snake warrior?"
"warrior……"
"Yes!" Anton raised his eyebrows, "Then...do you dare?"
"Why don't you catch him?" Neville instantly grasped the point.
Oh haha~
Neville, you have changed!
You have evolved!
It’s not as easy to fool as it used to be!
Anton shrugged helplessly, "We have too many things to do. I need to make a miniature broomstick for our 'Comeback' war chess. I also need to go to the library to find wizard chess books, and I also need to study your home.
Information sent."
George and Fred looked at each other and said, "We need to draw a map and make a model, especially the secret passages under Hogwarts Castle. That place is very difficult to find."
Hannah raised the thick notepad in her hand and said, "I have just started writing the background of my story."
"..."
Neville thought for a while, "Okay! I'll go!"
He stood up suddenly, took out his wand, thought for a moment, and looked at everyone, "Snake Catcher Warrior?"
Everyone nodded together.
Anton waved his arms, "Come on, my old man, Hogwarts is waiting for your rescue!"
"Okay!" Neville looked resolute, flicked his wizard robe, walked hard downstairs, and walked quickly towards Hogwarts Castle, one step at a time.
"Haha." Anton leaned against the window and took a look, "Look, you won't think blindly when you are busy."
The other three people had already collapsed on the sofa laughing.
Oh ho ho, brave Neville, warrior, come on!
…
…
"Broomstick?" Snape frowned and looked at Anton, "I remember you said you hated Quidditch."
Anton shook his head, "This is different. Riding on a broomstick to compete and commanding a chess puppet to sit on a broomstick and compete are two different things."
He opened his fingers to indicate ten centimeters, "It only needs to be this big."
Snape still frowned, "I don't know much about broomsticks. You should ask Mrs. Hooch."
"She is indeed very skilled at flying broomsticks, but making broomsticks..." Anton looked at Snape sincerely, "I think you would be more reliable."
"Really?" Snape's lips curled up slightly.
Oh~
The Quirrell who dared to rob his Defense Against the Dark Arts class died. From that day on, he felt particularly happy.
Even if I know that Voldemort has really appeared, I still feel so happy.
Let you steal my defense lesson.
Therefore, it was rare to have some leisure time, and Snape thought he could join in the fun with Anton.
"What do you think? You know, we don't have the technology to fly broomsticks."
"That's it." Anton took out his notepad, "My teacher, Fiennes, has a very powerful theory, the theory of oneness of potions and curses."
"I actually proved that theory to be correct."
"So I plan to turn the levitation spell into a potion and make a potion that can make objects fly."
Snape fell into deep thought, "Fiennes did mention this theory to me, but it's difficult to communicate with him in his ghostly state. I can only listen to him. He doesn't understand the knowledge I'm talking about, and we can't form a discussion."
"Levitation spell... turned into a magic potion?"
Lao Si is worthy of being a teacher, and he immediately found the entry point, "Oak wood is very adaptable to potions, which can reduce the difficulty of research!"
"The sap of the poisonous tentacles has unique uncertainty and may provide an effect for the levitating spell."
"The poison of Aconite has a strong sense of adaptability to the wizard's magic, and can provide a connection for the control and command of similar activated objects."
"Mistletoe berries..."
"..."
Many truths in this world are easy to understand. For things like wizard chess, George Fred once suggested using household magic spells. They often watched their mother direct the pots and pans to clean themselves, and direct the wool to knit sweaters by themselves.
Neville and Hannah also have their own opinions.
But these are their paths.
Anton has always been walking on the path of integrating magic spells and potions.
Studying war chess is an interesting thing, and studies should not be neglected because of this. He combined the two in an interesting way.
"If we detoxify Aconitum scapulae, can we form a stable connection channel?" Anton asked while taking notes.
"Detoxify an herb that uses highly toxic properties..." Snape frowned again. He had never considered this direction.
This theory is just like telling a shoemaker that we should thin the soles or even eliminate them. It is inexplicable.
But a very unique idea.
"Maybe!" Snape's eyes lit up and he waved his arms, causing the cauldrons and herbs on the office shelf to fly and jump to his experimental table.
"This is an interesting attempt." Snape was obviously very happy, "It seems that you really learned a lot from me."