It is not easy to play tricks in the wizarding world. Powerful magic sometimes really trumps wisdom.
Anton's three big eyes opened with magic spells.
Under the vision of the wizard, a dark green crack with the smell of Voldemort appeared on Draco's body.
Under Grindelwald's eyes, his soul was in a strange state, and countless black threads seemed to pierce the void and gently connect to Draco's soul.
Just based on these two observations, coupled with the confusion spell secretly cast on himself by the old Horcrux on his soul, it would be outrageous if Anton could not guess anything.
So, he used the 'Fairy Eyes' spell which he usually used very cautiously.
This is the exclusive skill of the extremely rare "traveler and collector of time and memory" profession among the wise men of the fairy race.
Seeing reality is a relatively superficial application. It is not as good as the eyes of wizards in terms of observing magic power, and it is not as good as the eyes of Grindelwald in terms of souls, but when it comes to time and memory, it is definitely very effective.
Unless a wizard who is proficient in time or memory casts a spell to cover up a certain period of history, goblin eyes can definitely peer into the past along the long river of time.
Powerful, extremely powerful!
The price is also extremely high. Pedro said that memory is not a book, and it cannot be simply stored. When we browse someone's memory, these memories will also become our own memories.
All the influences brought by memory, such as cognition, likes and dislikes, intimacy and dislike, will also quietly affect oneself.
If you indulge in this dangerous memory exploration, a large number of memories will completely cover up your own memory.
It will affect self-perception.
Pedro falls into this category.
In order to completely preserve the splendid culture of the goblin race, he only left himself thirty years of memory space, and needed to clear out some of his memories from time to time.
Pedro once mentioned when he was drunk that if records of information that were too important to be deleted occupied these thirty years, he would no longer have any memories of his own.
In that way, he will become an emotionless memory storage, without any emotions, without joy, anger, sorrow, and joy.
A poor man who lives to keep fire for the goblins.
Similarly, Anton is going to do the same thing today.
Search Draco's memory and get the information you want, then clear out all other memory information.
This is a very serious matter and there is no room for greed.
Gently waving the wand, the lid of a bottle of potion on the table floated, and the black potion turned into an extremely fine mist that filled the air.
This is a potion with a 'fainting' effect.
Anton specially prepared some ingredients for resting and sleeping and added them.
Draco yawned, lay down on the bed, and soon fell asleep soundly.
The moonlight shines through the water of the Black Lake, creating a hazy and graceful light in Slytherin's dormitory.
Anton walked gently to the bed, waved his wand, muttered something, and finally put the wand between Draco's eyebrows.
"Riddle, I'm so tired."
Draco wrote in his diary, "Sometimes I really don't want to be Malfoy, so that I don't have to work hard to do things I don't like for the glory of my family and the pride of pure blood."
The black ink outlined lines of beautiful fonts under the tip of the quill pen. After a while, the ink disappeared, as if it had been absorbed by the diary.
Draco pursed his lips and continued writing, "Actually, I don't know if I like doing this. My father and mother always tell me that pure-blood families are noble. I don't object to this statement."
"They all love me. Even if it's not for myself, I hope to do something that makes them happy and proud."
"I just get a little bored sometimes."
"But I will still try my best to do everything well, not for the Malfoy family, nor for the pure-blood glory. What I only care about is that my parents are happy."
"Sometimes I really envy Harry Potter for his freedom, I envy Ron for having so many brothers who don't need to take on family responsibilities, and I envy Hermione for being so smart."
"I will envy Goyle for being so stupid that he doesn't need to take on everything, and I will envy Crabbe for his unique talent. Yes, he is very talented, but I won't tell him!"
"Let him continue to be stupid with Gower, so that I don't have to be like my father, who obviously protects and drives these two families, but is still full of intrigues."
"I don't like this life, but I know I have to bear it."
"I will still envy Anton"
A line of words magically appeared in the diary - kill Anton, and I will give you everything you want!
——I cast a spell and he will forget that I exist. You are his friend. Just take advantage of him when he is not prepared.
——After success, the basilisk in the secret room will be under your control.
——Nothing is a problem for you with a powerful basilisk
Draco looked at these lines of words in disbelief, and suddenly felt something. He raised his head suddenly, and saw Anton's face leaning very close to him, staring at him.
Snapped!
He closed the diary in a panic and ran out in a panic.
He didn't know where to run, and finally the diary gave him the answer - it was randomly stuffed into the pocket of a classmate's wizard robe.
——Malfoy, remember, kill Anton, and I will naturally come to you and give you everything!
——Remember what I taught you this month, don’t let me down!
"Ha" Anton took back his wand and cut off the memory reading. The information he wanted to know was enough.
"My professor, you can actually contact other Horcruxes?"
"Going through all the trouble just to hide the information that the Horcrux is the diary?"
With the breakthrough, the confusion spell on Anton's soul completely collapsed, and the experience in Bojinbok's store came to mind again like a fog dispersing.
The diary Horcrux obviously sensed that Anton might find out about it and asked Draco to randomly transfer it.
As for who it was thrown to, this memory had been washed away long ago. Anton could only see a milky white crystal memory floating out of Draco's head, flickering in the air, disappearing.
.
"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"
A slight magical light lit up, moving around Draco's soul, gently breaking all the black threads.
Anton stared at Draco's face and smiled lightly, "I look forward to your choice."
Countless black threads surged out of Anton's body, twisting and rolling in mid-air into a human face.
"You guessed it." Lao Fu stared at Anton coldly, "But so what, this is just the beginning."
"Yes, I made a Horcrux for you, which is equivalent to grabbing your handle. It is reasonable for you to take revenge." Anton nodded seriously.
"Then, you want to retaliate and I want to fight back. This is reasonable, right?"
Lao Fu just looked at Anton coldly, indifferently, "Yes, I have been prepared to be destroyed by you."
Anton raised his eyebrows and said, "Heart-breaking!"
A faint magical light extended from the tip of the wand.
Soul scalpel!
"No, I haven't researched what I want yet. It's not that easy for you to be destroyed!"
The light of the curse poured into the eyes and spread towards the depths of the soul.
"My dear professor, please bear with me. I have an interesting little experiment that I have wanted to try on you for a long time."