On this day, ten days into the school year at Hogwarts, the sun was shining brightly, and Dumbledore personally presided over a Charms class.
The whole school participates.
He stood in the auditorium and elaborated on how terrifying the 'Tickling Curse', a curse that was supposed to be used for fun, was at certain moments.
Dumbledore explained all the techniques of this curse to all the teachers and students in the school in a simple and easy-to-understand way, and explained all his insights on this curse from the perspective of the most powerful wizard of this century.
Overall, everyone made a lot of money.
Not everyone is as lucky as Anton to receive personal guidance from Professor Dumbledore.
Moreover, this magic class also thoughtfully prepared a perfect teaching aid.
——Anthony Weasley.
A chair deformed and turned into a tree with an arm thick but three meters high. A cute child was hung on a rope from the branch of the tree.
"Grinning and cheering!"
"George Weasley, where is your happiness?" Dumbledore looked serious, "When you release the curse, you should be filled with happiness in your heart. Come again!"
George swallowed, and had no choice but to shrug at Anton, "Grinning!"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"Very good!" Dumbledore nodded with satisfaction, "Next one!"
"Harry, don't hesitate when you say the spell."
"Neville, that's great. You've become so good without even realizing it."
Neville looked at Dumbledore with some fear, but was about to say something, but Dumbledore's eyes narrowed and he trotted away in fear.
"Next, Hermione!"
Anton felt that he was about to be spoiled. He laughed so hard that his flowers trembled in mid-air. He laughed so much that he wanted to die.
I don't know how long it took.
Maybe a year.
Maybe ten thousand years.
Who knows.
Anyway, all the little wizards finally successfully released the spell and left with satisfaction.
"Reflect on it." Dumbledore turned and left with a suppressed smile.
"Hahahaha..." Anton just smiled at him.
"!!!"
"Ha..." Anton finally stopped laughing. He opened and closed his mouth and felt that his whole body was going numb from laughing.
Suddenly, a magic spell gently touched his body, making his whole body tremble with coldness. Anton was surprised to find that he had recovered.
Professor McGonagall looked at Anton with a smile, "Actually, I think last night was an interesting thing, but you obviously angered Dumbledore. It's rare for him to be like this."
She originally planned to put Anton down, but when she saw Snape walking over from a distance, she smiled slightly and turned to leave.
Oh, this gentle Professor McGonagall planned to leave the matter of putting Anton down to Snape.
Anton grinned and was about to say hello to his dean, "Oh~ dean..."
"Grinning and cheering!"
"Grinning and cheering!"
"Grin and hula! x."
Snape waved his wand wildly, casting spells one after another.
"!!!" Anton laughed wildly again. Oh my god, Snape is indeed a professor. This spell is really powerful, much more powerful than the little wizard's.
Snap.
A metal mechanical ball fell from his collar and rolled gently in front of Snape.
"!"
Snape bent down and picked it up, looking at the time scale on the mechanical ball with confusion, "This is it?"
"Hahaha, a handicraft, professor, hahahaha..."
"No!" Snape looked at it with interest, "This is a time turner, although it is different from anything I have ever seen..."
"Really?" Snape's face became a little strange, and he clutched the time turner tightly, his whole body trembling, "Decades ago..."
"I have never seen a time turner that can travel so far back in time..."
Snape stared at Anton, "Put this thing here first!"
With a tap of his wand, Anton's laughter finally stopped.
"Professor, that's mine!"
However, Lao Si ignored him at all and walked forward in a panic, almost hitting the wall.
"!"
Gan!
Could Snape be looking for Lily?
"Professor! That's mine! Don't..."
At this moment, Lockhart came over and said, "Anton, last night was really interesting. I have never laughed like this before."
He looked around, leaned over and whispered, "Although I won the Wizarding Weekly Most Charming Smile Award five times, in fact, only this time is the smile that really comes from the heart, which makes me feel very good."
Anton looked at Snape's back anxiously, "Professor, can you put me down?"
Lockhart smiled brightly, "Of course!"
He took out his wand and looked up and down at the tree where Anton was hanging. "Transfiguration, I have a way to deal with it."
"The strange appearance has returned to its original state!"
call out!
The magic light lights up.
"!!!" The trees became twisted and flicked like noodles, tightly rolling Anton up and turning into wood again.
"Ugh!" Anton was completely confused now. He looked at Lockhart blankly, his heart full of regret, why, why did he want to ask this guy for help!
I hate it so much~~~~
In this way, the whole noon seemed very long...
The whole afternoon was also very long...
The whole dinner time is also very long...
I could only watch others eating and drinking, watching the twins make funny moves next to me, and asked the first-year student Colin to hold up the magic camera to take very 'memorable' photos of them.
.
Oh~
Listening to everyone's whispers and giggles, Anton just wanted to die!
Dumbledore looked at Anton in surprise, and then glanced at the strangely twisted branches, "I thought at least one person would choose to put you down."
What could Anton do, he could only smile.
McGonagall and Flitwick looked at each other in astonishment, their eyes full of surprise - I thought you would put him down? You didn't? You thought I did?
Oh, even if we don't talk about the two of them, at least Snape, who is cold-faced and warm-hearted, and takes great care of his students, can do it, or Quirrell...
Quirrell froze when he saw everyone looking over. He scratched his head in embarrassment, "Haha, how could I put him down? This is a challenge to Professor Dumbledore's authority."
"..."
At this moment, Slytherin's prefect Fane rushed into the auditorium with a look of horror on his face, "Professor Snape...he was also petrified!"
Suddenly, the entire auditorium fell silent.
Dumbledore frowned, and with a flick of his finger, the tree returned to a wooden chair, "Prefects, please take the students back to their dormitories. Professors, follow me."
He looked back at Anton and said, "Follow me too."
The group of people arrived at Snape's office in a hurry, and saw Snape sitting behind his desk with a weird smile on his face and his hair flying.
The whole person has a stone-like luster.
"This is not the petrification of the basilisk!" Dumbledore said solemnly.
He pulled out a magic wand that looked like a candied haws skewer and said, "Petrification is lifted!"
"All curses come to an end!"
“Negative elimination!”
…
Yes, Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Flitwick tried all kinds of methods, but there was no way to solve it!
This is simply unimaginable, considering that these three people are already at the very top of the wizarding world.
"Trouble..." Dumbledore pursed his lips.
He turned to look at Anton, who was leaning against the door and sneaking around, "You seem to have something to say."
"Um."
Anton's face no longer had that joking expression, it was serious. He took a deep breath and walked forward.
He stretched out his hand and approached Snape, his eyes glowing strangely.
For a long time, he looked complicated, "The curse of time!"
"!!!"
"Those who fool time are often fooled by time."
What a familiar scene, the story of Pedro and the witch Volkanova, the countless horrific cases in Pedro's mind...
"If I guess correctly, Professor Snape used the time turner to go back decades ago in an attempt to change something..."
"Impossible." Professor McGonagall exclaimed, "The time turner can only go back a few hours."
Professor Flitwick shook his head, "This is just the effect of the preserved time turner. In fact, the ancient goblins' exploration of time is not that simple."
Dumbledore nodded and looked at Anton, "If there is anyone who still retains the technology of the time turner, it may be Pedro the Wise, the only one of the goblin clan who is still alive."
He took off his eyes and rubbed the bridge of his nose with a headache, "So, Anton, can you explain to me why there is such a time turner in my school that violates the laws of the Ministry of Magic?"
Anton quietly moved behind Professor McGonagall and grinned, "Haha, this..."