Hogwarts: Gray Wizard Volume 1 The Dark Wizard's Apprentice 345 generous gift "Wow~~"
Pansy stared in amazement at the rabbit in Anton's arms, looking at its long and huge plush tail, her whole body almost turned cute.
"so cute!!!"
Oh~ don't ask why girls can go to the boys' dormitory. Fanet, the prefect in charge of management, always has to give face to the increasingly powerful Draco.
Of course, if Draco planned to go to Pansy's dormitory...
Hehe, you will definitely get hit in the head by the female prefect in charge of the girls' dormitory.
"Can I pet your bunny?"
The corner of Anton's mouth twitched, and he pushed Anganara into Pansy's hand, took out a sealed bag from the snuff box, and took out a bloody piece of meat to feed the elephant vine on the windowsill.
The elephant-eating vine opened its small mouth full of fangs and let out a yak-ying sound.
"Draco, look how cute this rabbit is." Pansy's eyes almost turned into love hearts. She held the big rabbit in her hands, feeling its soft and cute body, and smiled very happily.
Draco looked strange and took a step back with resistance, "Pansy, I don't think you should touch anything belonging to Anton."
Pansy smiled and touched the rabbit's pink nose with her finger, "Why? Anton handed it to me."
"Because all Anton's things are..."
Before Draco could finish his words, he saw this cute rabbit opening its mouth, and several long tongues like snake tails stuck out, twisting in the air.
"!!!"
“!!!!”
"Ah~~~~~"
Pansy suddenly screamed at the loudest volume in the history of the men's dormitory, threw the rabbit to the ground, and rushed out.
"Pansy! Pansy!" Draco quickly chased after him.
Anton glanced at their backs in confusion, squatted down and looked at the rabbit, "It's necessary, it's still very cute."
As he spoke, he stretched out his fingers in front of the rabbit and let the rabbit's tentacles wrap their tongues around it.
Oh~~~
This feeling~
So happy~~~~
He resisted the urge to faint from joy, touched the rabbit's head with his other hand, and stared down at it, "You are so magical, you can also bring happiness to others."
Anganara stared at her purple eyes, and Anton's one eye turned into blue, looking at each other.
Lupine said that this kind of dark magic creature cannot see, but Anton denied this after observing. Their vision is just different from humans, they can see the surge of magic power.
Only the surge of magic power will produce images in their eyes.
This creature is extremely magical. Its eyes are more powerful than the "Wizard's Eyes", comparable to the magical eyes of the "divination bird". Its ability to invoke the happy and happy emotions of the wizard is more powerful than the Tickle Charm, and even better than Anton's Advancement.
The level version is still fierce.
Its recall of happy memories has reached a certain extreme, allowing the wizard's mind to only recall those that are happy and happy, while all others are blocked.
Of course, this shielding ability is not strong. After being rolled by its tongue, the wizard fainted to the side, but his consciousness was awake, but he lost the ability to control his body.
As long as you actively think of some not-so-happy memories, you can start to control your body. As long as you think of some things or scenes that scare you, you can completely escape.
So, if we are attacked by Anganara, will we have a sense of fear?
Anyone who is not too calm can do it.
Therefore, not many Anganara attacked human wizards to death. In the few cases, they were mostly attacked in their sleep, and they lost the ability to break free.
Control the retrieval of the wizard's memory, allowing the wizard to indulge in memories of joy and happiness, thereby absorbing the magic triggered by the wizard's memory.
This method is somewhat similar to Professor Snape's high-end blood collection laboratory method.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Anton finally couldn't help but laugh. He could feel that unless he was dreaming now, he wouldn't feel that Anganara was retrieving his happy memories.
This is a deep subconscious operation.
The tickling spell is nothing more than manipulation on the level of thinking.
Anton laughed happily, and the wrapped finger exploded with a bang, turning into countless black threads of souls, entangled with Anganara's tentacle tongue.
Feel the magic of this magical animal talent little by little.
Gently pull out the wand with your left hand, move it slowly, slowly, and touch it gently on the rabbit's head.
"That's what rabbits in the wizarding world are like." Draco finally comforted Pansy, and the two walked in talking and laughing.
"!!!"
"An...Anton..."
Anton looked back at him doubtfully, "What's wrong?"
"Your..." Draco looked at Anton's fingers in horror.
"Ah~~~~"
The screams in the Slytherin boys' dormitory once again broke the record, and Draco and Pansy ran out screaming.
"???"
Sighing, Anton reluctantly picked up the rabbit and brought it to his bed, tucking it into the quilt so that it wouldn't scare others.
These two were really making a fuss. They were walking around and suddenly a ghost floated past them. They were so calm.
If an ordinary Muggle encountered such a thing, the timid person would be frightened and fainted.
Is this it now?
His entire palm turned into black lines, wrapping Anganara, and slowly fell into a deep sleep.
Since you have to fall asleep to fully feel this magic, then give it a try.
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Anton had an interesting dream.
In the dream, there were many macaron-colored bubbles.
He saw his soul floating, a tentacle with a light khaki ring surrounding him, and light pink bubbles popping up one after another on his head.
Bubbles are born and disillusioned, as if playing the song of the ups and downs of the human mind.
As the bubble bursts, the magic with happy emotions inside seems to be a light gray-blue dense gas, swirling around the body.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In the end, everything was absorbed by this tentacle.
Feeding on magic power, this is the second animal Anton has ever seen, the other one is the fortune teller.
Late at night.
Draco also returned to the dormitory. He carefully observed the circle under the swaying moonlight outside the window.
Goyle was sleeping, and so was Crabbe.
Most importantly, Anton is sleeping too.
Phew~
He breathed a sigh of relief.
Draco waved his fist vigorously as a way of cheering himself up, sprinted towards the bed, lifted up the quilt and got in.
Then, a pair of eyes quietly emerged from the bed, staring curiously at Anton's bed.
To be honest, he was very afraid of people like Anton, whose whole body revealed the strangeness of the 'wizard'.
Although he is also a wizard himself.
The eldest son of a pure-blood family cannot be said to be knowledgeable, at least he is more knowledgeable than others. However, even when facing people like Anton, one can always feel a certain fear of the unknown.
But Anton is a pretty good person and treats him well.
He will always remember that when he was at his lowest mood, it was Anton who sat beside him and taught him how to make buns.
This is his favorite magic among all the magic he has been exposed to since childhood.
At this moment, he noticed that the wizard's robe on the hanger beside Anton's bed moved, and an exquisite snuff box flew to the bed.
A brown and silvery pupa flew out of the box.
A swarming ball of thread that seemed to be tied together by countless insects.
A bottle of crystal clear liquid.
A piece of white hair.
A bottle of strangely glowing potion.
On the bed where the night light filtered in from the window through the lake water, these items stirred themselves into a strange mixture in mid-air, flowing downwards as if encountering a vortex on the bottom of the sea.
Finally submerged under the quilt.
"!!!" Draco covered his mouth, pulled up the quilt and stared at Anton's bed.
What is he doing?
Is this some kind of ritual?
At this moment, a strange electric light surged in the bed. It looked very dazzling, but it couldn't illuminate any darkness.
It seems that it just makes others think it is electric light, but it is not electricity itself.
Draco knows this!
In Dean Snape's Potions class, he once asked everyone to make a potion of true knowledge, and there would be lightning similar to this in the potion. The dean said it was 'spiritual thunder'!
As thunder and lightning surged, Anton's bed was obviously propped up by something.
Draco quickly opened his eyes and looked, and sure enough, he and Pansy saw it right, there were those weird black lines that moved on their own.
However, at this moment, a weak and innocent girl's arm stretched out from the bed and hung down beside the bed.
"Thank you very much!" Draco heard Anton scream in panic and jumped out of bed.
He quickly squinted his eyes and purred.
Draco had a unique talent for pretending to sleep. His mother was too strict, and sometimes he had to pretend that he was asleep to make himself a little more relaxed.
Sure enough, Anton carefully tidied up the bed and went to the roommates to check on everyone.
Phew~
Anton breathed a sigh of relief.
He waved his fist vigorously as a way of cheering himself up, sprinted towards the bed, lifted up the quilt and got in.