"He has completely grown together with the poisonous tentacles. Forcibly peeling them off will only cause him to lose most of his body." This is Professor Sprout's conclusion.
"The toxicity of poisonous tentacles will not be eliminated by removing the poisonous sting. In the scenario of potion application, the unique wood tumors of poisonous tentacles that have been there for decades are the most poisonous place."
"This poison will suppress his soul. If I'm not wrong, he should be tortured by the poison all the time." Professor Snape's conclusion was even more cruel, making Professor McGonagall almost stop.
tears.
This is not over yet, Fiennes’s words are even crueler, “Being tortured by the Cruciatus Curse for a long time will make people go crazy, and damage their memory, self-awareness, will, thinking, etc.. Long-term torture with this kind of poison is the only way to save people.
, what you get will either make you stupid, or you will become ambitious..."
Professor McGonagall finally burst into tears, letting Fiennes' words sink in.
It's hard to imagine what it would be like for the usually stoic Vice-Principal to cry. Everyone present fell silent.
Professor Sprout sighed, gently hugged Professor McGonagall, and patted her shoulder.
Everyone knows that the best way at this time is to kill the poisonous tentacles.
Let this middle-aged wizard's soul be freed.
But it would be too cruel to do so.
For Professor McGonagall.
If this is the case, it would be better not to meet again. I have long accepted the death of my husband, and in the long decades of life, the wounds have gradually healed.
Now that the wound has been cruelly torn apart, he can only face it all helplessly, again!
It's really disappointing.
At this moment, Professor Snape looked at Anton and said, "You seem to have something to say."
Well, Anton was about to say something, but the old man Fiennes quietly nudged Anton with his elbow to shut him up, but he didn't expect Snape to notice it too.
At this moment, everyone looked at Anton.
I don’t know when Anton has gained the right to talk to them on an equal footing.
Maybe it was Professor Sprout who saw the elephant-eating vine that he couldn't feed himself, maybe Professor Snape was surprised by Anton's potion to cure werewolves, maybe it was the 'roller coaster' transformation technique that Professor McGonagall highly approved of.
And the tickling curse…
In short, without knowing it, Anton has grown up quietly and can no longer be treated as an ordinary outstanding student.
Back then, the old wizard once told Anton.
——It is the greatest cruelty to not be able to give Lu Ping hope but ultimately fail to do so.
For more than a year, Anton has been studying werewolf treatment, with many bumps and bumps along the way, and finally succeeded. It is really not that easy.
If you fail to do so, you will offend Professor McGonagall, the almost certain future Headmaster of Hogwarts, a figure that the British wizarding world cannot look down upon.
The old wizard is smart and has enough life experience.
In comparison, Anton is a lot stupider. He still retains his goodwill towards the world. Giving up is not his style, and it is not his style to ignore death.
He couldn't achieve Lupine's compromise with life, nor could he achieve the complete indifference to life like Fiennes.
If it doesn't work, just blame it, Anton doesn't mind.
There are things you can do and things you can't do.
"I...I'm not sure either." Anton scratched his head naively, "I need to go deep into his memory to find out what's going on."
"Memory" Professor Sprout looked at Anton in astonishment, "You can use Legilimency"
"..."
this……
How to explain
Anton organized the language, "The memories read by Legilimency are thoughts, running in the brain. A little deeper is memory, which is the white and transparent substance seen with a pensieve, in the soul. And then
If you go a little deeper, you can reach the depths of memory, where the memory galaxy of all intelligent creatures is connected."
Very good, even Professor Snape can't understand it now.
Are you talking nonsense?
He looked at Fiennes, and the meaning in his eyes was - you are his first teacher, and this is what you taught him.
Fiennes spread his hands, and the meaning in his eyes was - I can't even do it.
Professor McGonagall didn't hesitate much anymore. As if grasping a life-saving straw, she stared at Anton closely and said, "I will prepare whatever needs to be done."
Anton grinned, and one of his eyes suddenly turned blue, staring at the poisonous tentacles with confusion, and pulled out the wand with a smile, "No, it will be quick."
As he spoke, he walked leisurely, looking forward quickly with the transformation technique on the platform under his feet, leading him to the middle-aged man in the hands of the poisonous touch.
The wand touched his forehead lightly, and said quietly, "Soon."
He didn't notice that Mag behind him covered his mouth and stared at his back blankly.
This eyeball!
She is familiar!
Grindelwald!
Back then, as Dumbledore's right-hand man, she fought on the front line against Grindelwald, and she knew the enemy Lao Ge very well.
How could it be that Professor McGonagall's pupils were so trembling! If she hadn't known that Grindelwald had been locked up in the castle alone for decades, and if the school's admission book hadn't clearly stated Anton's bloodline name, she would have even doubted this
Humans are descendants of Grindelwald.
…
With a broken soul, Anton saw such a magical thing again.
It doesn't have its own fragments, but half of it has collapsed, and half of its body has turned into long and tangled roots, as if it were a poisonous tentacle.
This scene easily reminds Anton of the great white bear of the witch tribe.
Of course, this is not what we need to pay attention to now. Anton moved forward again, passing through the colorful fog and arriving at the world of memory.
In the boundless darkness, a long list of memories spreads out, boundless. This is the 'memory planet' that belongs to everyone.
Black threads of souls connect the world of memory tables. Many of them seem to have lost their activity, broken and withered, and information like light points are surging on the black threads, but they can only disappear at the breaks.
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Anton had no way to help him connect it rashly. First of all, the soul black line is just a certain appearance of observing things, and it does not belong to the essence of things like blood vessels.
Secondly, just as people may faint if the pain is too severe, this is a self-protection mechanism of the human body. Perhaps these broken black lines of the soul are also a form of self-protection.
But these are not the biggest changes.
A series of black threads of the soul gathered into a bundle, extending outside the 'memory planet' and connecting with a galaxy like a green world.
I don’t know whether that galaxy is a memory galaxy exclusive to the ‘Poisonous Tentacles’ or a memory galaxy shared by ‘magical animals’.
This thing is easy to handle.
"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"
Soul scalpel!
The light of the curse extended, and with a slight flicker, the black thread of the soul broke violently, completely separating the wizard from the memory galaxy of this plant.
But Anton still frowned and looked at the galaxy.
With the black line of the soul completely cut off, this galaxy has not disappeared, and the black line of the soul on the wizard is slowly surging forward.
You can feel that it won't be long before they are connected again.
In other words, this wizard is slowly being completely assimilated by the poisonous tentacles, completely twisting his soul into the appearance of the poisonous tentacles.
Anton took a breath.
He thought of the werewolf he had transformed into.
Unless he studies it to a certain extent like the Color-Changing Wind Bird and turns it into an aspect of his body, otherwise his human form will be distorted by the werewolf and eventually turn into a werewolf completely.
"This thing seems to have some unique connection with the 'Tearing Heart Decoction' that I developed."
"This is interesting."
The mystery of human body transformation is so wonderful.
Anton slowly withdrew from the vision deep in his soul. At the soul level, the poisonous tentacle half of this middle-aged wizard's soul was quickly twisting into a human form.
It was as if the influence of the poisonous tentacles was being corrected by the soul of the human wizard.
But there is a strange force pulling it back to its poisonous tentacle appearance.
Two forces are fighting.
Anton raised his eyebrows, completely freed from the soul of the middle-aged wizard, and found that the poisonous tentacle was struggling fiercely.
Professor Sprout looked at himself in horror, "What have you done?"
Anton's Cruciatus Curse can be cast silently, but the scene where Anton cast the curse on the middle-aged wizard just now still made Professor Sprout feel an evil power inexplicably.
Snape looked at the old wizard with a strange expression, his eyes seemed to say - you should have taught this, right?
The old wizard spread his hands, his eyes seeming to say - even this concubine can't do it.