Hogwarts: Gray Wizard Volume 1 The Dark Wizard's Apprentice 247 I'm very disappointed in you "But I still don't understand!" Anton pursed his lips and helped stir the liquid in the crucible.
"What good will it do Lockhart?"
"Benefits?" Snape sneered, "Naive!"
His eyes were cold, looking at his own cheek in the potion, "Wizards control the soul, and wizards are also slaves of the soul. This means that wizards are destined to be extremely dangerous creatures, and their desires are stronger than any intelligent creatures."
"The stronger the desire, the more capable they are of realizing their desire."
"So that... you can do whatever you want!"
"This means that the wizarding world is more dangerous than anywhere else. It is always on the verge of war. As long as a powerful wizard suddenly wants to do something on a whim, war can start at any time."
"In such a world, once a weakling like Lockhart is involved, he has no right to say anything good."
"Living is his only good thing."
"Too many people have died, Anton. You have never experienced a war. You don't know how cruel that time is. Not everyone has a choice."
"..." Anton smacked his lips and sighed, "Before I entered the magic school, I always felt that life was cruel because I lived in a dark corner of the world. As long as I came to the normal world, it would be relaxed and peaceful.
There are wizard chess, Quidditch, and moving candies..."
Snape smiled slightly, "I think this is why Dumbledore is called the greatest wizard of this century. There are always some people working hard to maintain world peace."
Anton nodded, and together with Snape, he put the potion into small glass bottles.
"Teacher, what are we going to do with so many healing potions?"
Snape was silent for a moment, waved his wand and put most of the potions into a suitcase. He held the wand in one hand and lifted the suitcase with the other.
"Because the war has already begun."
"My original intention in learning potions was to avoid facing a situation that I couldn't save."
He patted Anton's shoulder lightly and said, "Good luck."
With that said, he picked up his suitcase and walked out.
Anton looked at his back in silence, stroking his wand, lost in thought.
The wars in the wizarding world are sometimes not caused by interests, but by the sudden whim of a strong person?
So, what do these powerful people want now?
Anton squinted his eyes and decided not to think too highly of them, but to think of them as crazy. This might clear things up.
At this moment, the dragon species flew in from the window sill, flapping its wings.
As soon as this bastard came back, he ran to find Newt's huge rune snake, which made Anton roll his eyes.
Oh, I brought back some souvenirs this time.
I saw a small brown-black snake in the little claws of the sub-dragon species. The pink and tender little claws were extremely powerful and pinched the seven inches of the little snake, so that no matter how it moved, it didn't have enough strength to fight back.
The sub-dragon species flew to the table, raised its little paws, and lifted the little snake in front of Anton.
"Oh, Hou Li Crab, no, I won't eat it, you can eat it yourself."
The Yalong species pecked Anton's palm with its small pink beak, jumped aside, and played a cat-and-mouse game with the snake.
This snake looks particularly clumsy, without the dexterity of snakes, and cannot escape the hunting talent hidden in the blood of the sub-dragon species.
And I don't know if he is seriously ill, he looks very weak.
Anton looked at this scene blankly and sighed, "The strong can do whatever they want."
"Fat Bird, what do you think Voldemort's purpose is?"
"You have clearly not recovered your strength. How dare you come back to Hogwarts and come under Dumbledore's eyes at such a weak moment."
"This is not like last year. There was the Philosopher's Stone and the secret of immortality that Dumbledore didn't know."
"What are you trying to figure out?"
"Does he know that the Philosopher's Stone has not been destroyed?"
The little snake froze, and the sub-dragon grabbed its tail and threw it over its shoulder. With a bang, the snake slowly fell down on the wall.
Anton thought for a while, took out a small bottle of Felixir from the snuff box, and drank it in one gulp.
At this time, you need a little inspiration.
He took out his wand, held it against his forehead, and kept searching along the lines of memory.
Grindelwald...
Oh, his request is not much, he just wants Dumbledore to die first. In this way, he will not get involved. A smart person like him will definitely not get involved in Dumbledore's death to avoid causing any harm to himself.
Extra influence. Just prepare for the resurrection ceremony honestly.
Dumbledore...
He was supposed to kill Voldemort, but since Voldemort's Gaunt Ring was taken out, Anton knew that these Horcruxes might no longer be in their original locations.
At least to protect against someone like Anton, Voldemort will definitely transfer the crown from the Room of Requirement, and this may have already started after the confusion spell targeting Horcruxes is released.
Well, Anton remembered that Dumbledore said that he must capture Voldemort's true form and then destroy the Horcruxes one by one.
This should be the idea of operation.
But what about Lockhart?
Lao Deng left such a guy in the position of principal...
Anton suddenly took a breath. Could this old bee just want to let the whole world know that Voldemort is still alive through Lockhart? Only in this way can the Order of the Phoenix be legitimately reorganized, which would even affect too many people.
Too many things.
For example, all the school directors will beg Dumbledore to come back as the principal.
Anton didn't know why he thought of Dumbledore's words, "I care about the position of principal now."
"..."
Unable to complain.
If that's the case, Dumbledore should appear by now.
And Tom Riddle, the young Voldemort, didn't he think he was already so awesome and planned to just follow Voldemort's old path?
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"Hahahaha..." Lockhart looked very happy as he watched the owls flying out of the great hall one after another.
He turned to look at Filch. Yes, Voldemort restored Filch's appearance after taking pictures of everyone.
However, even though this person has Filch's face, he looks so different.
ps: There are pictures.
Lockhart looked at a middle-aged man with a long platinum-blonde hair with a smile, "Lovegood, I told you once that your handsome and charming smile will be published in your "The Quibbler"
of."
Lovegood frowned and looked at his daughter Luna beside him, and sighed, "You are really crazy, Lockhart, you have no idea what you are doing."
"Haha..." Lockhart stood on the podium and looked at everyone with a sneer, "I know what I am doing!"
He took a deep breath and raised his hands high, "I am welcoming a new era."
"I explained to the great Dark Lord my vision of a wonderful world where wizards and Muggles love each other, and he very much approved of everything I described."
"History will remember this moment."
"History will remember my name."
"And you!" Lockhart held the rostrum with both hands, looked at the dean's table of the four universities with a sneer, and laughed, "And you..."
"you!"
"Why is it missing?"
All the people at the dean's table of the four universities disappeared in an instant. The Death Eaters patrolling around were stunned. Tom Riddle turned his head and looked at Lockhart, asking him to give an explanation.
Lockhart's face turned red, "House elf!"
"They are in the college kitchen. To facilitate serving food, the school kitchen under the auditorium has exactly the same long table. I originally thought it could only be used to move dishes, but I didn't expect wizards can do it too!"
Before he finished speaking, a magic spell hit him.
"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"
Tom Riddle stared at him coldly, "I'm very disappointed in you."
But at this moment, the door of the auditorium slowly opened, and a silver-haired wizard slowly walked in. He held a long sword studded with gems, "I am also very disappointed in you, Tom."