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181 Happy Tom Wreck

"I think we need to sit down and talk, maybe this weekend." Coming out of Dumbledore's office, Professor McGonagall looked at Anton with a smile.

Anton nodded seriously, "Okay, Professor."

After making an appointment, Professor McGonagall left in a hurry.

She not only has to take care of her Gryffindor house, but also takes care of the school's big and small affairs. For example, in the current situation, Draco and Goyle were petrified, and Carab was corroded by an unknown potion and all the internal organs in his abdominal cavity were eaten away.

Yes, when Draco cried and said "he is dead", Goyle was petrified.

Fortunately, Madam Pomfrey claimed that these were just minor injuries.

Crabbe needed to recuperate in the hospital room for two months.

Draco and Goyle could be discharged from the hospital immediately after drinking the potion. The only problem was that the mandrake needed for the potion was not yet mature, so they needed to wait patiently.

After McGonagall visited the ward, she still needed to confirm with Professor Sprout the specific time when the mandrake matured, so that she could deal with the subsequent accountability from the parents.

"Don't tell anyone else about his appearance."

Anton turned around in shock and found that it was his dean, Snape, who gestured to him with a look like "you know who I'm talking about".

"got it."

Snape sneered and put his hand on Anton's shoulder, "Don't be so understated. After all, you are younger and have some good abilities, so you stupidly can't help showing off. If you still remember yourself

From your performance in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, you should know that when it comes to petrification, most people will immediately think of it as your problem."

"Since we could hang them on wall lamps before, it's normal to petrify them now, right?"

"When the time comes when you face everyone's rumors, you won't be as relaxed as you promised now."

Anton frowned, realizing that what his dean warned could really happen, "Professor, you know me. If I take action, they won't have the chance to lie down in the school infirmary."

"!!!"

The corner of Snape's mouth twitched, "Draco has been petrified. Lucius will definitely come to school soon. I hope you can still be so harsh when facing him."

"Lucius" Anton was stunned for a moment.

"Yes." Snape's mouth curved up, and the hand on Anton's shoulder patted lightly, "I won't speak for you, I just want you to understand what the virtue of humility is and what it means.

An undrawn knife is the most dangerous thing."

"Through this incident, let this principle be engraved in your heart."

Anton didn't know what he thought of and chuckled.

"Oh, Dean, no, Lucius doesn't dare to get angry at me."

"???"

At this moment, Snape took a sharp breath, his hand on Anton's shoulder retracted like an electric shock, and he grabbed his left arm.

"The Dark Mark" his voice was low, and he looked at Anton in astonishment.

"It still has some use, right?" Anton raised his eyebrows.

Snape didn't know what he was thinking of and sneered, "Yes, you can summon the Death Eaters at any time if you want, and then let the ambush Aurors of the Ministry of Magic send them all to prison."

Anton just pursed his lips and shook his head, "That means being enemies with all Death Eaters. If even one of them escapes, it will be a nightmare."

"Very good. I have a clear head. I know what I can and cannot do."

After all, Snape did not let Anton face Lucius and took care of the matter alone.

Anton didn't know how Snape did it.

From a distance, one could see Lucius angrily leaving the school with a look of resentment, cursing, and helplessness.

All in all, the matter just passed.

Maybe other students might secretly guess whether Anton did something to some of his roommates.

But thanks to the prestige accumulated last year, no one dared to say anything to his face.

Anton doesn't care what others say, he has too many things to do.

For example, he has to help Professor Lockhart correct his homework and reply to fans' letters. As a reward, Lockhart, who is relaxed, will always explain some clever applications of the Forgetting Curse.

Sometimes he talks about his great past events that no one knows about.

But what Anton didn't expect was that what he learned the most from Lockhart was actually the literature class.

"A story is a story. No matter how thrilling or exciting it is, it still needs to be expressed in words. Otherwise, no one will read it, let alone become a bestseller."

Lockhart unceremoniously directed Anton to help him organize the manuscript of the next book, and then pointed out various techniques, "Here, pay attention here, do you find that we can add a description of my handsome smile here,

This helps to deepen the reader's impression of my five-time winner of the Wizarding Weekly Most Charming Smile Award."

Anton's little face wrinkled up, "Professor, have you ever thought that if you were more modest, more people might like you."

"No, no, no!" Lockhart raised his finger and shook his head, "You can't make everyone like you."

He picked up the teapot and added some black tea to Anton's water glass, poured himself another cup, took a sip, and then looked at Anton seriously, "We should always be in awe."

"???" Anton looked at him blankly.

Is this sentence related to the topic just now?

Lockhart sighed, "Yes, don't be blinded by the current scenery. We should remain in awe, we should remain humble, and we must know."

"Fame, prestige, and scenery, the easier they come, the easier they disappear."

"If my fans can't clearly remember my perfect smile, they will easily forget me." Lockhart looked at the manuscript on the table, "As long as a book is not written well, they will think that I am

When they can no longer write any good stories, they will turn around and leave to meet another best-selling author."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Lockhart smiled handsomely, with white teeth blgblg, bent his index finger and middle finger, and made a stepping motion.

"Life is a mountain climbing competition. We have to keep climbing and keep climbing until we can't climb anymore. That place is the highest place we can climb."

"So I couldn't stop. As long as I could still breathe, I gritted my teeth and kept climbing."

"I can't accept that my life will stop here."

Anton looked at Lockhart blankly, "You must be too tired to live like this."

Lockhart shrugged, "I enjoy it."

Anton could vaguely feel Professor Lockhart's unspoken helplessness. He was the same as himself in his previous life. He was actually just an ordinary person.

Relying on his handsome appearance, Lockhart began to collect stories frantically, write them into books, and build his own reputation.

Maybe it was the favor of the goddess of luck that made him popular.

As a result, he began to pursue fame crazily, looking for stories in corners of the wizarding world to package his own image and maintain popularity, and he would do whatever it took to do so.

He didn't dare to stop, fearing that if he stopped, the lucky thing of becoming famous would be gone.

Then, can he, an ordinary person, expect to be lucky again?

Seize the only opportunity in life and run wildly.

As for why Anton knew so much, it was because he was quietly observing the professor based on the principles of the 'Forgetting Curse' and the principles of goblins exploring memories.

Thanks to the help of the old Horcrux, Anton easily opened the magic of all three eyes without revealing any traces.

Lockhart is a pure person, so pure and adorable.

But he is also a bad person, pure and evil. He absorbs the wisdom of others and no longer has any thoughts about the moral bottom line.

This is not to whitewash Lockhart, but to illustrate one point - Anton is doing exactly the same thing.

Pure and evil.

The only difference was that Anton wanted to study magic and he never valued reputation.

Lockhart's purity made him extremely good at the 'Forgetting Curse' that he must master.

And Anton's fascination with magic, a thing that did not exist in his previous life, also made him extremely good at various eye spells for observing magic.

Simply an interesting topic.

Lockhart is pure, Harry Potter is pure, and Snape is also pure. This purity brings powerful benefits to wizards and allows them to walk on the road to power.

Just like Voldemort's so-called knife to his soul and cut off love, then all hatred will become pure, which will provide the "Death Curse" that completely wipes out life, the "Fire Curse" that burns everything, etc.

An excellent talent.

But it is this purity that reduces the complexity of being a human being. When purity changes, that is when the talent is lost.

After losing his reputation, Lockhart's Oblivion Curse would never be as powerful as it is now. After losing his faith, Snape's talent for magic was also lost. In the same way, after killing Voldemort in the final battle, Harry Potter's

The disarming spell will definitely become stagnant.

This is an interesting prediction.

Of course, a complete and complex soul will bring more possibilities, such as Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

But how many such amazingly talented people are there in the world?

"purely"

After Anton returned to the dormitory, he released Lao Fu's Horcrux.

Oh, in fact, the Horcrux has been broken into pieces, and the soul of Voldemort inside is also dead. Maybe it should be called another name.

Anton rubbed his chin, "Let's call it 'Tom Wreck'."

His roommates have all moved to the school infirmary, and now he is alone, so he no longer needs to go to the underground of the house to do research.

Wave your magic wand and "forget everything!"

The light of the curse fills the air.

The boiling emotions on Tom's remains were extinguishing little by little, and at the same time, the terrifying magic power was also disappearing little by little, as if it had never existed.

Carefully carved bit by bit.

In the end, Tom's wreckage was filled with only happiness.

Oh, of course, Voldemort has happy emotions. He just doesn't have love, not all positive emotions disappear.

He also makes an ugly laugh like "Hey hey hey".

"finished."

Anton looked at the remains of Tom who had only one emotion left, and rubbed his hands.

"In this case, let's try the effect on the curse."

He raised his arm and waved his wand.

Which spell is better to try? There are spells about happiness.

Calling God for Protection? Oh, this actually doesn’t fit that well. Calling God for Protection is actually not a happy emotion. It is essentially a magic spell of inner happiness. It’s just that if this description is too philosophical and difficult to learn, it is described as a need.

Happy emotions.

But it is also because of this stupid change that it becomes difficult for most people to learn the God-calling Guard, and they miss the point.

"Then let's do a tickling spell."

This spell is part of the second-year spells class. It can make the opponent laugh endlessly and lose their fighting ability.

Coupled with the dance steps that were completely relearned in the second grade, they are simply two perfect partners in the duel atmosphere group.

Wave your magic wand.

Behind him, Tom Wrath raised his wand simultaneously.

"Grinning and cheering!"

call out!

Just for a moment, Anton felt as if his whole body was buzzing. It was no longer a magical light, but a light that occupied the entire screen.

There seems to be a spell of magic everywhere.

They poured out from the gap in the dormitory door and rushed towards every corner of Hogwarts Castle.

In just one moment, countless magical lights shot out from all the windows of the castle, along the corridors, and from the cracks in the stones, into the night.


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