Hogwarts: Gray Wizard Volume 1 Free Chapter of The Dark Wizard's Apprentice: A Sad Song "We seem to..."
Anton's expression was a little strange, "I think too much."
Neville sighed, "I thought that pile of money was a lot."
Hannah opened the big hood of the wizard's robe, took off her mask, and looked at the barrel-shaped house in front of her with joy, her eyes bright, "So this is the only house we can consider, right?"
"It seems so."
Anton stared at the house with great interest, with colorful vortexes in his eyes, and he could clearly see a twisted magic image floating vaguely from the house.
This magical image…
He has actually seen it.
Dumbledore took him to apparate to a small seaside reef island, where there were a large number of magical Eris stones, which would give people the illusion of meeting a beautiful mermaid.
Nature is very magical. In addition to the Eris Stone, there is a dark creature called the Siren that can also perform similar magic.
Half human and half fish, with skin as white as snowflakes, a great mind and long golden hair, beautiful crystal blue eyes like the sea, and a small pink mouth.
He has the ability to seduce people's desires and transform into human form.
Dark creatures, also known as dark magical creatures, are often associated with people's hearts.
When Lupine and Anton talked about such creatures, they would always lament that perhaps black magic creatures were born from human desires.
The best way to defeat dark magic creatures is to rely on the best in human nature.
The Boggart can change its form at will, reflecting the most fearful scene in people's hearts. The best way to deal with it is to laugh happily.
The Dementor can absorb happiness and leave people with only sadness, depression, and pain. The best way to deal with it is to recall the happiest and happiest memories and release the Patronus Charm.
Anganara, which stimulates the wizard to produce happy emotions and absorbs magic power, requires the wizard to recall the worst scenes and rely on changes to counteract its control. This represents the resilience of life in the face of fear.
There is also a three-headed dog, Mo Ran...
Similarly, the siren, which symbolizes human desire, requires fearless courage and perseverance to face it, as well as restraint of greed in the heart.
The most ironic thing is that those who are harmed by dark creatures like the Kraken are often the most greedy people in the world - pirates.
They are like a mirror of the world, reflecting all human nature, waiting for good people to obtain treasures and bad people to be punished.
But Lu Ping also said that people's hearts are complicated. We can't always be kind, and not all bad people will be killed. That's why there is a science of biological defense against black magic.
Wisdom is always the key to opening the door to progress.
Anton likes this statement.
He looked at the house with a slight curl of his lips, "Interesting."
He seemed to see the waves. At night when the bright moon rose into the sky, the moonlight rippled with the sea water and slapped the rocks. The siren sat on the rocks, hugging his bruised body with his hands, humming sadly.
The song surges along with the waves, faintly carried into the distance.
With plaintive sadness, resolute yearning, and inexplicable fear...
It's complicated, but it shouldn't hurt.
On the contrary, it will give people a feeling of being soothed. This is a siren with a particularly pure soul. As long as you listen carefully, you can really get spiritual relief.
The effect is similar to the 'Tom's Mother's Arms' spell, although much weaker.
Of course, in the eyes of ordinary people, this thing is a haunted house, and ordinary people can only hear it when their hearts are the softest in sleep.
Tsk tsk tsk...
Very good, very wizard style.
Anton fell in love with this place instantly.
At this moment, a light suddenly lit up in Neville's arms. He quickly took out a crystal ball from it, and saw a bright red mouth growing out of the crystal ball, making a sound of "Aba, Aba".
"George and the others are here."
This crystal ball is Neville's invention.
Yes, Neville.
As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, or influenced by friends around him, Neville also began to make some inventions.
This kind of crystal ball comes in pairs, and as long as two of them are close to each other, they will emit light.
Very convenient for meeting friends.
It looks like something magical, but it was actually made by Neville using an herb called fluorescent love grass at the bottom of the Black Lake. Male and female fluorescent grasses will glow when they are close to each other, hence the name.
It worked so well that the Aurors ordered a lot of them.
The only disadvantage is that this crystal ball is a living thing and needs to be soaked in water every two days, otherwise the aquatic plants inside will lose activity.
As for the sound of "Abba Abba", Anton helped make it, which is an interesting little magic.
It senses light and makes a sound. This is a crude, abridged, youthful version of the activation spell.
"Oh~ this shape is so cool!" George seemed to like this house very much too.
"And it's still adventurous. We can explore and see why it's so cheap." Fred rubbed his hands excitedly.
Adventure, this is a wonderful word. Hannah was already interested in this house, and several Gryffindors were even more excited.
But Anton behaved much more calmly.
He raised the list in his hand and said, "This house has an owner. We are not suitable to break in without his permission."
The owner of this barrel-shaped house is a bearded and bald man.
He walked over drowsily, smelling of alcohol, swaying as if he hadn't slept well.
Well, maybe he really didn't sleep well.
Anton stared at him with a smile, then looked back at the house, and found that the magical image that sounded like the song of a siren enveloped the strong man.
With an inexplicable and strange fluctuation.
Simply put, this man was cursed by a siren.
George, Fred and Hannah didn't feel anything yet, but Neville frowned for some reason, feeling uncomfortable.
As his understanding of the Cruciatus Curse deepened, he became uniquely sensitive to this kind of fluctuation on the spiritual level, and this person gave him a particularly bad feeling.
"Are you kids going to buy a house?" The strong man felt that he had been deceived and became a little angry.
"certainly."
At some point, a huge sack was placed next to Anton. With a slight push, golden galleons spilled out.
In the pure white snow, the gold coins shone with charming golden light, jumping and rolling.
"Merlin's beard!"
The strong man threw himself excitedly to the ground and grabbed a handful of gold coins. He picked up one and rubbed it, instantly feeling the texture of Jin Galleon's unique fairy magic gold coins.
Snapped!
Anton snapped his fingers lightly.
As if going back in time, Jin Gallon jumped and ran back into the sack.
The golden galleon in the strong man's hand trembled and beat crazily, and finally broke free from his fingers, rolled to the ground, and rolled toward the sack as if he couldn't wait.
Following his lustful gaze, Jin Jialong jumped and returned to the embrace of the sack.
Snapped!
Another snap of the fingers, and the people around him felt their eyes dazzled, and the sack disappeared, as if it appeared out of nowhere.
Anton smiled and stroked his wand, "The premise is that your house can satisfy us, sir."
The strong man swallowed, looked at these little brats, and suddenly laughed, "Of course, of course, I..."
Phew~
A magical light lit up.
He lifted the strong man's beard and flew towards the big tree beside him.
boom!
The big tree fell down with heavy snow, causing snowflakes to explode on the ground.
His eyes widened, he swallowed, and a drop of cold sweat slowly dripped from his forehead. He touched his wet neck, oh, it's still there, how good it is.
Fortunately, fortunately, this terrifying curse did not cut off my neck.
He turned his head stiffly and looked at the cross-section of the big tree. It was so smooth and sharp.
"You...what do you mean?" His voice became extremely dry.
Anton looked innocent, looking extremely well-behaved and cute, "I hope you won't hold the wand secretly, as this will make me misunderstand. Sir, I think we can complete the transaction in a cordial and friendly atmosphere."
Seeing the strong man put down his arms with some annoyance, "Very good."
"Open the door, it's a shame to waste time."
Anton was more interested in the strange siren curse on the house than the house.
Following the strong man towards the house, Anton quietly made a gesture, which was a gesture they had discussed after learning the misplaced exploration formation from the Aurors.
According to the agreement, if there is a potentially dangerous situation, Anton, who is good at judging the situation, will be at the front, with George behind him to respond, and Fred diagonally behind him as a backup.
Hannah is responsible for observing the attacks from behind, while Neville is responsible for the finale.
Just like Anton said, Neville has enough talent, he needs to be tempered, needs confidence, and needs to take responsibility, so that he can truly grow into a warrior of the hut.
They studied many formations under the guidance of the Aurors and planned to use them during the expedition.
Once when they were chatting and talking about their dreams, the twins said they wanted to run a joke merchandise store. Hannah didn't have a definite answer yet. Anton liked traveling and food, but Neville said he wanted to be an Auror like his parents.
This is no easy task.
But he has made an effort so far.
Neville walked at the end of the team, his chubby little face full of seriousness, staring around nervously.
At this moment, he heard the strong man's cursing voice, and his whole body tensed up instantly.
He hesitated for a moment and chose to trust Anton's judgment. He first observed everything outside the door, then raised his head and looked up along the wall. He observed for a moment, especially the stone gaps in the house, and looked inward. Then he walked to the threshold of the door.
where he stopped.
Move your center of gravity downwards, as taught by an Auror uncle, and maintain the mobility to hide on both sides of the cover at any time.
It has been exactly one year since he joined the hut after Christmas last year. At a young age, Neville has gradually shown the poise and agility that a warrior should have.
But when he looked up into the room, he almost screamed in fright.
If Hannah hadn't grabbed his arm, and the pale and frightened look on her face gave rise to manly pride, he would have definitely screamed.
Just standing by the door, there was a warm and humid smell coming, as if a sauna was running in this house in the heavy snow.
Neville, who was studying the medicinal properties of herbal medicine, instantly judged that such an environment must be particularly suitable for the growth of some magical plants.
And these magical plants will definitely attract some magical animals to live here.
I didn’t see any magical animals, but there were a dazzling array of magical plants.
Dark gray palms broke through the ground and stretched upwards, looking particularly terrifying in the dark hall.
The gray fingers seem to be dragging mankind into hell.
But Neville knew that this was the 'Revenant's Finger', a rare potion material that is non-toxic and can be used to treat headaches. It is also an important ingredient in many potions.
And these fingers are just some small embellishments in this scary house.
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" The bearded and bald man raised his big foot high and stepped on his fingers on the ground with his thick high-top hiking boots.
George looked at Fred with a strange expression, and pointed at the fleshy ears on the wall, which looked more like real ears than their retractable ears, and the blood-red intestines in the fireplace...
In the middle of the hall, a brain as big as a round dining table table was slowly secreting blood that emitted a strange aroma.
In every corner, on the bar counter, the lamp stand, and on the wall, mushroom-like things grew, and thick black ink was constantly dripping.
"I just cleaned it up last month!" The bearded and bald man rushed to the corner angrily, picked up a shovel, and was about to dig out the super brain in the middle.
The corners of Anton's eyes twitched, and he waved his wand to hug him.
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The kind that cannot be found, even if Rozier mobilizes the family's channels, may not be able to collect it.
He just glanced at it and judged that there were a large number of magical plants such as mushroom spores.
For example, there are several groups of ‘color-changing wind birds’ that most people cannot see floating in the air.
There are also bacteria dripping with black liquid, which is the 'temptation of corruption' commonly used in ritual magic.
The intestines in the fireplace should be the 'Microtoxin Insect'. As long as this herb is detoxified, it can be the best all-purpose trauma medicine.
The more normal ones here are the ones on the wall that look very much like real ears, which are very ordinary fungus.
Pink, tender, juicy, and looks particularly attractive.
This ordinary fungus affected by magic is very different from the fungus in the Muggle world in terms of taste.
The owner of the house, a bald man, said that he had cleaned it a month ago, which means that it is particularly easy to breed these herbs here. It is a treasure land.
The strong man roared angrily, "Put down the wand, or I will kill you with a shovel!"
"Weapons of destruction!"
With a light word, the shovel in the strong man's hand flew up and fell to the ground with a clatter.
"This place..."
Anton raised his eyebrows, "I'm very interested."
"Really?" The strong man's beard trembled, and his face showed surprise. He had put this damn place on the market for more than ten years. If he hadn't been forced by gambling debts, he would have even wanted to abandon this house.
never mind.
No one wants it at all. This place seems to have been cursed by the devil, and his ghost is always following him around. Whenever someone comes to look at the house, there will always be a lot of trouble.
"Yes, I'm very interested..." Anton kicked the gray palm with his foot, and saw that one of the fingers was broken and bright red juice spurted out, which further confirmed his judgment.
"This place really looks like a haunted house."
He clicked his tongue and said, "I like it."
Oh haha~
The strong man's eyes lit up. He liked it so much. He liked it so much. He bent over, rubbed his hands together, and asked in a flattering tone, "Then let's make an agreement like this?"
Anton looked at his friends. George and Fred had already broken off a piece of green tongue in surprise and played with each other. Hannah also ran in in surprise and squatted in front of the bleeding brain to observe...
"!!!"
The corner of Anton's mouth twitched, and he really couldn't complain. Where is the formation that was agreed upon?
He looked up and saw Neville standing by the door solemnly holding his wand. He couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction. This kid was reliable.
"Yes!"
This strong man doesn't know anything, but his friends are all children who love to read and have excellent knowledge, so they will naturally know how valuable this place is.
"Great, I'm finally going to sell this crappy place." The strong man roared angrily, but Anton suddenly narrowed his eyes and waved his magic wand.
Phew~~~
The extremely sharp curse was lifted up along his smooth head again, only a splashing sound was heard, and a vine fell to the ground.
Anton's expression changed and he waved his wand again, "Armor for protection!"
For this Iron Armor Curse, he used the principle of the Bubble Head Curse to cast a spell on the vines.
Only the sound of popping was heard, and the poisonous stings of the vines splashed around, hitting the iron armor curse and falling off.
Just now, when the strong man decided to sell the wine barrel house, the siren curse on him instantly fluctuated, and the vine rushed down along the ceiling.
And the target was not the strong man, but Anton.
"Everything is petrified~"
Phew~
The light of the curse quickly spread around like mist, and in just an instant, a large number of vines surrounded the place.
Behind the petrified vines, countless vines surged, as if they were going to strangle everyone here.
Anton's heart moved, and he pulled the strong man to his side and threw him to George and the others behind him.
"They are poisonous tentacles. Be careful of their poisonous stings and use the Iron Armor Curse quickly."
The vines were so fast that Neville at the door just had time to dodge their attack before he was blocked from the door. "The flames are blazing!" Anton could still faintly hear the roar of Neville releasing the magic spell.
"Merlin's beard!"
The strong man wailed, "Here we go again, here we go again, as long as someone wants to buy a house, there will be problems. It's as if this place has been cursed by the devil!"
He sat down and squeezed a gray palm under his butt to pieces, causing dark red juice to flow.
Anton squinted his eyes and looked around, frowning.
Even though he has several elephant-eating vines on his own, he doesn't think this thing is scary. There are countless powerful wizards who have been killed by poisonous tentacles in history. For example, Professor McGonagall's husband died from its poisonous sting.
Anton has read the records. Professor McGonagall's husband, Elphinstone Urquhart, is a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Magic. He is also a member of a pure-blood family, and he is not an ordinary wizard.
The devil's net and poisonous tentacles, although they look like good babies in front of Professor Sprout, are actually Acromantulas comparable to Hagrid.
As for Anton's ability to raise the 'Elephant Vine' that most people cannot keep alive, apart from his understanding of herbal potions, he also has a secret that is unknown to everyone.
That is the 'Soul-stealing Curse' of the three unforgivable curses.
Yes, Anton used the 'Soul-stealing Curse' on the elephant-eating vine to make it cute and cute. Later, Anton's understanding of memory became more and more profound, and he even used the 'forgetting curse' on the elephant-eating vine.
A surgery on the soul.
This is the deepest secret that he has not told anyone.
The importance of the Elephant Vine to Anton is far beyond anyone's imagination.
"What's going on?" Anton kept releasing the body-binding spell and turned to look at the strong man.
The strong man didn't answer, he just muttered in frustration and beat the ground angrily.
"..."
Anton's left hand in the sleeve of the wizard's robe flicked lightly, touching the hidden button, and a wand fell into his palm.
Shake and wave gently.
"Uncle, it's okay, it's okay."
His voice seemed to have magic power. The bearded and bald man suddenly couldn't hold back, his guard was completely broken, and he cried like a child weighing three hundred pounds.
"Woooooo~~~~"
Not to mention, this kind of crying sound is particularly emotional when paired with the scary things in the dark environment.
…
…
The bearded bald man's name was Bach Bierhoff, and he was a saint when he was young.
He can't be considered a complete saint. At that time, this man was still a skinny tattooed young man, wandering around looking for opportunities, hoping to fly into the sky with luck.
While Grindelwald was making waves internationally, Bach responded to Lao Ge's call and fought for the wizard.
Within half a year, Lao Ge was imprisoned, and Bach could only continue to wander.
I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune, but the pirate ship he was on encountered a sea monster.
That day, he had a fight with someone and was turned to stone with a full-body binding spell. He was thrown on the deck. The other party said that as long as he survived the coming storm, he would be allowed to go into the cabin and have a warm drink.
He also helped him pose in an extremely handsome pose on the deck.
Fortunately, he did not die. Unfortunately, the pirates on the ship all killed each other.
The song of the siren can always arouse the greed and murderous desire in the human heart.
Only he, facing the violent storm and the gold and silver treasures, remained motionless.
So determined!
The siren was moved. She took the initiative to climb onto the deck and transformed into the most beautiful beauty in the world. Wearing a gauze that was wetted by the sea water, she danced the hottest dance in the world in front of him.
The man remained unmoved.
As a result, the Kraken was completely defeated.
The siren controlled the waves and sent this beloved great man back to the land, leaving him a lot of jewelry, and then...
Then when he was about to kiss goodbye, the influence of the whole-body binding spell on Bach was finally lifted. He looked at the sea monster greedily and quietly took out his wand.
Therefore, the Kraken became his money-making tool.
From then on, Bach seemed to have good luck. He took this pet to various carnival circuses and finally succeeded in saving enough money to retire honorably when he turned 30.
After retiring, Bach couldn't rest and used this singing siren to open a bar. In the days when the wizarding world returned to peace after Grindelwald's failure, it always attracted people who became wanton and indulgent.
Business was booming, and the warehouse was filled with gold galleons. Bach met the hottest girl again, and finally decided to start a family and start a business.
On the wedding day, the bar was particularly busy.
The dance of the siren is swaying softly, and the song of the siren is gentle and mesmerizing, as if singing and weeping.
People looked at Bach with envy.
He held his wife in his arms and was very proud.
He didn't notice that the Siren was looking at him sadly, with such obsession, heartache, and confusion.
Then……
The barrel-shaped bar caught fire, and everyone escaped. Only Bach's wife and the Siren, as well as all the wealth stored in the bar, were drowned in the sea of flames.
It was like a dream together. Except for this dilapidated bar with strange situations happening from time to time, Bach once again returned to a state of having nothing.
Oh~ I can’t say that I have returned to the previous state. Today Bach is simply riddled with bad luck, and every few years he will encounter a life-threatening accident.
He was also lucky, and he escaped the threat of death time and time again.
Bach didn't want to stay in this ghost place at all. He felt that the burning bar had brought him bad luck.
As long as he sells this house, he can get a large amount of money, leave this sad place, and start his life again.
This sale lasted for many years.
Bad luck is everywhere. The stronger the desire that bursts out from the bottom of your heart, the more it will be hindered by fate.
…
After listening to Bach's narration, everyone was silent, and Hannah wiped her tears vigorously. Listening to other people's stories and shedding her own tears, her heart was full of mixed feelings.
Anton curled his lips and gently retracted the wand with his left hand.
I have to say that the Forgetting Spell is really easy to use. It only requires a little modification of the memory and a few drunken memory fragments to make this bearded bald man think he has met a friend he can talk to about everything. It is not easy to dig up the story.
.
I don’t know if Professor Lockhart has done this before.
"Let's go."
Bach looked sadly at the strange things on the ground and the poisonous tentacles spreading from the second floor. "As long as you say 'you don't want to buy it,' all the situations will disappear."
George and Fred looked at each other, not knowing what to say. Hannah looked at the place regretfully, and everyone finally looked at Anton.
Although Anton always strives to create an atmosphere where everyone gets along equally, in fact everyone has long been accustomed to letting Anton make decisions.
Anton chuckled lightly, "Let's go?"
He gently raised his arm, "I said, I like this place, I want to buy it, and it cannot be changed!"
"Poison tentacles are not suitable for living in Hogsmeade. This place has snow all year round and is not suitable for its survival at all."
"If it weren't for such a warm and humid place, this one would have died long ago!"
"That is to say..."
Anton also raised his left hand, dancing his hands gently and swaying his body slightly, as if he was commanding something.
"A little floating spell, some moving figures, plus a deformation spell..."
He murmured softly.
Only a bang was heard outside the house, and the poisonous tentacles began to twist wildly.
…
"Fire is raging!" Neville waved his wand with a serious face, causing the balls of flames to burn towards the poisonous tentacles. This was a way to deal with this plant that was written in the herbal introduction book.
The high-temperature flames can burn the stings of the poisonous tentacles, eliminating the danger of the wizard being attacked by the poison.
The only drawback is that if the fire spell is not powerful enough, it can easily lead to a stalemate with the poisonous tentacles.
Neville clearly knew his own strength. It was impossible for him to defeat this poisonous tentacle. All he had to do was burn a passage through which Anton and the others could escape.
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Anton once said, as long as you move forward bravely, you will have nothing to fear!
Neville roared angrily, and the wand sprayed out more flames. He saw that the poisonous tentacles were twisting in the flames, and the juice flowing from the burned areas had begun to decrease.
As long as you apply more force, either a hole will be completely burned out, or the poisonous tentacles will automatically dodge, allowing Anton and the others to come out.
At this moment, the snow beside him suddenly shook.
Bang!
The snowflakes mixed with the cold air began to spin rapidly on the ground, turning into a terrifying ice and snow python.
The giant python twisted its body and swam towards the wine barrel room, its body becoming more and more solid.
Neville knew that this must be Anton's curse, so he quickly canceled the fire spell and stared nervously at the door while holding his wand.
The giant python does not seem to have much physical power. It instantly shatters upon impact with the poisonous tentacles and turns back into powerful snowflakes and cold air.
The cold air surged from the gaps in the poisonous tentacles, forcing it to retreat in just an instant.
inside the house.
Anton came into contact with the whole body binding spell, allowing the poisonous tentacles to move.
I saw the vines twisting and shrinking rapidly, being forced back by the big snake composed of cold air and snowflakes. Gradually, they returned to the stairs, and gradually retreated towards the second floor.
This is an interesting little trick to use extremely cold environments to control the growth range of magical plants.
Anton's heart moved and he followed.
A cold wind surged under his feet, lifting him onto the cold wind python and carrying him all the way to the second floor.
The second floor is still as spacious as the first floor. It should have been used for bar operations in the past. There were no partitions. The worn-out seats tell the story of the prosperity back then.
This poisonous tentacle has obviously lived here for a very long time.
Roots and vines penetrated the walls, which was the main culprit that tore the house apart.
Venomous tentacles are produced all over the world, but Hogsmeade is definitely not included. It snows here all year round, and it is impossible to feed poisonous tentacles that like warm and humid air.
It should be that the poisonous tentacles crawled in after the sea monster cursed this place.
It's very interesting that something with a root system like the Hairy Venomous Tentacle can crawl in on its own.
Anton squinted and looked at the deepest part of the second floor, which was almost opaque.
There is a huge human-shaped wood tumor at the root system. A middle-aged man seems to be inlaid on the wood tumor, with half of his cheek turned into wooden lines.
parasitic!
It is also an extremely vicious curse that uses highly toxic substances to kill humans, and then allows the seeds to enter the human body to parasitize, completely sealing the soul of the other person within the body.
"It's great. I finally encountered a fairy tale that I have heard of before."
Anton observed with interest and exclaimed.
The evil queen used witch medicine to make a poisoned apple, transformed into an old witch and coaxed Snow White to eat it, turning her into Sleeping Beauty.
It is said that Sleeping Beauty is actually just a living dead. If time passes, the seeds of the poisonous apple will take root and sprout in Snow White's body, growing out of her body and turning into a fruit tree full of poisonous apples.
There is only one antidote to this strange curse, a passionate kiss.
This is simply the most vicious curse for singles.
Of course, the wizarding world, which is particularly fond of heavy-flavored fairy tales, calls this curse 'waiting for true love' and 'life-suspension magic'.
At a certain period in the Middle Ages, it was popular in the wizarding world to cast this curse on yourself to test whether your lover really loves you. If you don't love you, you will die!
When Anton saw it in the restricted section of the school library, the book also recorded an extremely interesting message. The two lovers cast this curse on themselves in a tacit understanding, and then asked the owl to deliver the message to each other.
Then an interesting and sad scene appeared - two owls ran in both directions, but only found two living dead.
These two loyal pets flew around the two growing apple trees and never left, eventually giving birth to a nest of little owls.
Anton has no interest in caring about who is embedded in the poisonous tentacles.
He just knew that the trouble in this poor place was not as big as usual.
Correspondingly, the benefits are absolutely huge.
You don't even need to look to see if there are any other monsters on the third floor. Just look at the mushrooms in the lobby on the first floor that are of excellent quality and can grow quickly. You will know that this place is definitely a treasure.
They are all rare treasures.
You know, the price of each poisonous tentacle leaf is 10 gold galleons!
The poisonous tentacles filled the second floor with over 100 square meters, and Anton could hardly count how many there were.
“Buy one get one free?”
Anton raised his eyebrows.
"Just think of it as a reward for freeing Bach from the Siren's curse."
Although the Siren's curse only targets Bach, it has been completely integrated into the house. If someone becomes the new owner of the house, her curse will be offset.
Offset to this house.
Without Anton's purchase, perhaps after Bach dies of old age or an accident, this place will become a haunted house that everyone will be shocked by.
There are many such strange houses in the wizarding world, waiting for adventure seekers.
To deal with this kind of trouble, you still need to prepare some ritual magic.
Including this poisonous tentacle, if you slightly scratch its poisonous stinger, you will definitely die. It is extremely dangerous. You must find a way to eradicate it after removing the leaves.
This thing is not as easy to use as the Elephant Vine, and Anton is not interested in studying its characteristics and making new changes.
The cold wind python changed again, turning into snowmen, clumsily dragging the worn-out seats, and sealing the stairway to the second floor bit by bit.
…
The transaction went smoothly. Anton and the others obtained all the formalities for the house, and Bach received a sack full of gold galleons.
Golden and extraordinarily beautiful.
The intoxicating golden light shone on his face, and for a moment, he felt that his entire life had been sublimated.
After paying off all the debts, he can still leave a lot of money.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Bach glanced at the powerful little wizard, rolled his eyes, and took them on a detour to the casino to pay off his gambling debt.
Such a good bodyguard is simply useless.
Anton looked at his back with a smile and did not refuse, intending to use this to let others spread the news that Bach had sold the house.
"Your shabby house actually sold?" A man in a bearskin coat looked at Anton and the others from a distance and exclaimed that it was incredible.
Bach seemed to be in a particularly good mood. He laughed, cursed, carried the remaining gold galleons, and walked back to the barrel hut with Anton.
"Then it belongs to you."
Bach breathed a sigh of relief, but also had many emotions.
Hannah looked at him curiously and asked, "Are you leaving here?"
She has the habit of recording all kinds of interesting things in the cabin, especially the fate of Bach, which is very sad.
"Yes, I'm leaving this hellish place, haha." Bach tugged hard on the sack on his back, his face gradually becoming relaxed.
Anton ignored him. Since the transaction was completed, the curse on Bach disappeared as expected.
And this house gradually began to exude an ethereal and distant sadness.
Close your eyes and listen carefully, and you can already hear the faint singing through ordinary ears.
The siren chanted sadly.
Bach turned around and left. He didn't know what he thought of, but turned back to find Anton.
"I have a secret. I was hoping to rely on it to make a comeback, but I never found the chance." Bach looked mysterious. "I don't want to get close to this place anymore. I guess the secret won't be of much use, so I'll tell you."
Anton sighed towards the house, shook his head slightly, and glanced at Bach, "We have no money, sir."
Bach laughed loudly, "Without money, and I don't know why, I started to become less greedy. I thought that since I have to leave here, I might as well leave this secret here and make a complete end."
Anton was not very interested and just nodded slightly.
"You are students at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, right?"
Anton frowned and looked at him, saying nothing.
Although everyone has guessed that Hogwarts is right next to Hogsmeade Village. After all, school professors and students can often be seen here, no one is sure that it is definitely right next to it.
Students are not allowed to reveal the specific location of the school to outsiders. This is school policy.
Oh~ Although I don’t know how many school rules Anton violated, he can still distinguish the serious from the serious.
Bach chuckled and saw other children gathered around him, so he looked around and whispered, "Professor McGonagall's husband was attacked and killed by a poisonous tentacle. It was actually a witch who did it. He had a mole on his forehead."
"Professor McGonagall has a husband?" Several friends exclaimed.
Anton frowned and looked at Bach, "That's it?"
Bach smiled mysteriously, "Of course not."
He somewhat enjoyed the way everyone was waiting for him to speak. The last time he felt valued was when he was a bar owner decades ago.
However, he weighed the sack in his hand, feeling the wonderful touch of the golden galleons, and smiled very happily.
He plans to find a place to make a comeback. The money will be enough for him to open another bar. There are so many places where houses are not expensive. Only ghosts would like to stay here.
"The news just now is just a bonus. The biggest secret is that Professor McGonagall's husband is not dead!"
Anton's eyes widened and he took a breath, "This is not something to joke about!"
Bach patted his chest hard, "How could I lie to you? Even though I was drunk that night, I saw a dead man walking on the street again. Not to mention how scared I was, I was so scared that I woke up!
"
“!!!!”
Anton stared into his eyes, "What about her husband? Where did he go?"
Bach pursed his lips and shook his head, "I haven't seen him since."