Hogwarts: The Gray Wizard Volume 1 The Dark Wizard's Apprentice 366 I heard someone say I was dead "So that's it..."
One eye of the dark golden doll turned into azure blue, and with its head tilted, it seemed that in the narrow pit of dirt, it could see the most distant starry sky.
The starry sky is so bright, countless individuals are shining brightly, black lines are connecting the individuals, and shining information is swimming in the black lines.
Anton couldn't figure out what was being conveyed in these black lines.
Although he has a way, which is the magical "emotional sensing" black thread of Filch's pet Mrs. Norris. As long as he lightly touches it, he will definitely receive the message.
but……
He doubted that if he really did this, he might not be dialing up the Internet, but digging a hole in the reservoir, and countless information would swallow him up in an instant.
Dumbledore once warned him - what you see is just a certain scene, not the true appearance of things.
It feels like using a thermal imager to observe the world. You can get a glimpse of some kind of mystery, but it doesn't mean that the world is made of heat.
The black line is just a certain scene that Anton saw.
Don't dare to mess around.
But he was not without gains. The Horcrux, this magical thing, showed its unique appearance in this scene.
According to the previous life, this is a cloud backup of the soul, an archive.
From the perspective of the magical world, it is like a snapshot of a long river of memory, or...
Anton saw a huge mirror with a complex pattern and a colorful frame. In the mirror, his own figure was reflected.
This mirror has a magical function.
Any soul standing in front of a mirror will be reflected in the mirror.
Anyone who has a reflection in a mirror must have a soul in front of the mirror.
At this moment, Anton was standing in the mirror, looking at himself outside the mirror.
Although the thing in the mirror is a dark golden doll and the thing outside the mirror is an augur, they are not human anyway.
The dark golden puppet stretched out its metal fingers and gently touched the mirror. The fortune-telling bird outside the mirror stretched out its wings and pointed at the same place. As the two people's arms moved away, a line similar to Loris's appeared.
The black line sensed by the lady extended, connecting the two people together.
This means that they are sharing information.
"So that's it..."
The fortune teller murmured, and the black line extending on its wings split again, and quickly rushed into the mirror, forming the soul body of the Horcrux bit by bit.
This soul body is the extension of Anton's soul in the Horcrux, temporarily forming the complete life of the Horcrux.
To put it simply, Anton can control this Horcrux and use it as his own clone.
This approach was extremely energy-consuming, and the feeling of controlling two bodies at the same time was terrible. Anton had to pretend to be comatose, and even had to remove the deformation control of the Oracle's body.
"Oh~~~"
Anton twisted this unfamiliar body, raised his hand and looked at this dark golden arm, grinning.
"interesting."
At this moment, the disappearing cabinet beside him opened, and Anna walked out of it holding Anganara, and nodded to him.
"Let's play a big game."
Anton chuckled, and his arms changed rapidly. As his fingers twisted, they became slender and pale little by little. In just an instant, he turned into a bald man without a nose.
Anna twisted her body, and a huge viper stretched out and lay beside him.
"Quack quack~~~~"
…
"Uh~"
The fortune teller twitched for the last time in front of Fudge, tilted its head and stuck out its tongue.
Fudge stared with wide eyes, turned to look at Nicoléme blankly, and said with some disbelief, "He...he is dead?"
Nicoléme shook his head slowly, "Impossible, I know the effect of the potion I concocted."
Sure enough, the fortune teller's head suddenly expanded into a huge bubble, and one of its wings suddenly exploded, turning into a human arm.
Little by little, he transformed into a little wizard in front of Fudge.
Gsilda Marchban took the lead and walked up, opened Anton's eyelids to observe, and breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems that we have lifted his curse."
"Ha~"
The efforts of so many people, the gathering of so many masters, everyone showed relaxed expressions. This curse was lifted, and Dumbledore must have had an idea.
However, it was Fudge who laughed out loud.
He vigorously raised the newspaper in his hand and said, "What am I saying? This kid is just lying. He is not cursed at all."
Now all the masters have stopped working. Even Ms. Marchban, Fudge's nominal subordinate, looked at Fudge coldly with an angry look on her face, "According to your wishes, you can easily treat us these days."
All your efforts have been wiped out?”
It's true that Fudge is a high-ranking official, but these masters are not easy to mess with. They are not the hermit masters in folklore who hide in the mountains and old forests and wait for adventurers to wander into the forests to show off.
When they have gotten to the point where they are, not to mention the magical abilities they have mastered, but just the connections, it is not impossible to change the minister of the British Ministry of Magic if they really start to mobilize.
Even if they don't change, not everyone is willing to give Fudge face, such as Nicolas Flamel, who is from France, such as Professor Snefru, who is from Egypt. If these people give you face, you will be the Minister of Magic. If they don't give you face, you will be the Minister of Magic.
Consider it a chicken.
Many masters have expressed their displeasure, but Fudge still insists on his opinion.
He looked at everyone indifferently, "Unless someone kills me, I still confirm that this child is not cursed at all!"
"This kid is just alarmist and lying. He will be arrested in accordance with the law. You are here to save Dumbledore, and the results are remarkable." He patted the newspaper in his right hand with his thick left hand, "There are all the things in the newspaper.
Already said it!"
"I said before, the mysterious people don't dare to come out when Dumbledore is here!"
"No one can take this opportunity to create panic. You have no idea what the Muggle world is facing now!" Fudge's face was distorted. "The currency war is going to end Europe. At this time, the wizarding world is ready to take action, ha,
When the mysterious man returns, it’s really an interesting situation.”
"No one can escape!"
"I said, the mysterious man is dead, dead, understand!"
Fudge's cheek twitched and he adjusted his collar, "I've finished my words, whoever agrees and who disagrees."
His performance was wonderful and his emotions were on point. Although many people knew he was talking nonsense, but...
But no one paid any attention to him.
The masters all turned to look out the window. At this moment, a huge black smoke sign was blooming in the sky above Hogwarts Castle.
The Mark of the Dark Lord!
The huge skull spit out a snake, and the snake's body twisted around the skull.
"No!"
Fudge let out a shrill roar, "No, no, no!"
He rushed to the window like crazy and saw the terrifying figure - Voldemort.
Under the Dark Mark of the skull, Voldemort was wearing black robes and standing barefoot in front of the castle. Countless mist fell from his wizard robes and poured into the surroundings.
In the fog, dead figures crawled out one by one, looking around indifferently.
There was an Auror who rushed over, holding his wand and tremblingly on guard against the Dark Lord. He was horrified to see a figure in the mist, "Mom!"
Not only his relatives, but everyone he has killed since his career appeared next to him.
In just one moment, with Voldemort at the center, everything around him turned into hell.
A huge viper loomed in the fog, swimming around Voldemort.
Voldemort raised his bald head full of blood vessels and looked at the window of the school infirmary on the second floor, "I just thought I heard someone say, am I dead?"
He looked around among the wizard bosses and looked at Fudge's fleshy face, which was filled with a kind smile, "What did you say?"