Hogwarts: The Gray Wizard Volume 1 The Dark Wizard's Apprentice 385 What a ridiculous mentality you have! Anton took a deep breath and shook his head to let the silver light in his retinas dissipate.
Taking a closer look, he saw that two of the three-headed dementors were already lying on the ground, and the other one was connected by the black thread of his soul transformed into one of his arms.
At this time, his other hand was holding the 'pale spine', and countless silver lights flowed from the end of this magic medium, turning the entire cell into a silver ocean.
In the ocean, everyone seems to be overflowing with happiness.
There was laughter everywhere in the prison.
Laughter echoed in the prison, and there was an inexplicable strange feeling.
Sirius was holding the air with one hand and laughing, "Potter, let's teach that disgusting slug a lesson, haha, it's me who will take action this time..."
Bella hugged the railing, her face full of admiration and a silly smile, her eyes filled with stars, "Master, as expected, nothing can trouble you."
Anton glanced at the Dementor, then at the 'pale spine' in his hand, and leaned back tactically.
"Tickling curse?"
"Calling for divine protection?"
"Anganara?"
"a ray of sunshine?"
To be honest, he was a little confused now. He tried to let go of the Dementor and watched it fall to the ground. However, he found that all the black threads of his soul that his arms had turned into disappeared from the Dementor's mouth and still remained
the status of the connection.
There is no way to let go of the 'pale spine'.
Horrible negative emotions are rushing toward him through the dementors, and the mind protected by the "ray of sunshine" spell quickly mobilizes the opposite power.
All in all, this one seems to be a mixture of several magic spells. It can be regarded as a curse released by Anton or a dementor.
Anton's heart moved, and he felt inexplicably that he had reached a certain critical point.
The knowledge I have learned in the past is boiling in my mind, and countless pieces of information on that long list jump to the thinking level of my soul.
Can you imagine recalling the detailed information of everything from childhood to adulthood at the same time?
All the memories are active in my head at the same time.
My head will explode.
But no, Anton felt extra awake, and even felt that the 'ray of sunshine' in his head was warm and very comfortable.
The magic power of this curse seemed to be free of charge. It surged from the depths of my soul and surged around through the 'pale spine'.
Cool~
Very cool~
Anton has never had the feeling of controlling such a powerful curse. Oh, he still has it. The last time he used the Oblivion Curse to reset the 'Tom Wreck' and released the Tickling Curse at Hogwarts.
No, it's stronger this time.
Powerful to a certain dimension.
Anton vaguely touched the truth of the bottom secret of the magical world.
But what should we do at this time? Anton can't let this curse be released endlessly, the consequences will be too bad.
"Wizards are gods. I can try to control this spell."
"Ahhhh~~~"
"What should we do next?"
Anton looked around confusedly, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Yes, the forgetting spell adjusts memory, memory controls emotions, and emotions trigger magic."
"Yes, that's it. It's not just emotions, will, emotion, desire, fear, anything."
"Professor Voldemort said, be elegant and natural, so that you can control magic."
"Right, that is it."
Anton took a deep breath and murmured, "The Forgetting Curse, yes, retract and release, retract and release, I can do it, don't be anxious, take your time."
He held the 'pale spine' and waved it gently, ignoring the silver light pouring out of it, "Forgot everything!"
Phew~
"Hahaha, Potter, Potter!" Sirius jumped with a smile, his face full of childlike cheerfulness. Suddenly he was stunned and scratched his head in confusion, "Hey, who is Potter?"
Whoosh~
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
I killed you, I deserve to die!"
Boo hoo hoo~~~
"Haha, Pettigrew, you are so smart, you have come up with such a cumbersome method." Sirius jumped up again and patted the air beside him, "I knew that if we, the Marauders, were missing everyone,
No, each of the four of us has a use. Pettigrew, Pettigrew, why are you crying? Hey, Lupine, please comfort him, why are you giggling next to me..."
Boo hoo hoo hoo~~~
"Who, who betrayed Potter, is it Lupin? No, it's impossible!" Sirius' face was twisted, his eyes full of anger and unforgettable hatred, "It must be Pettigrew, yes, it must be him! Peter! I
I’m going to kill you! I’m going to kill you!”
Sirius is not an exception. The entire island and Azkaban are filled with howling ghosts and wolf howls. Sometimes they are crying together, and sometimes they are laughing together...
Extraordinarily penetrating.
Anton held the 'pale spine' and shook it suddenly, "Ha, I found it!"
Phew~
Finally, the spell-casting medium stopped spewing out silver light and turned into black-grey.
This ray of light was like a thin layer of gauze. Everything it passed along the way was filled with silence, and the surrounding air seemed to have condensed. Despair and hoarfrost mixed and spread.
Everyone seems to hear countless noisy whispers in their ears - it is a collective ocean built by countless negative human emotions.
Anger, sadness, despair, fear...
Everything just came to mind. If he hadn't fallen to the ground under the influence of this effect that was exactly the same as that of a dementor, someone would have crashed into the wall and died in Azkaban right now.
Anton stared at all this with wide eyes, "Holding the grass, you are awesome, this is such a change."
He continued to take a deep breath, "Don't be anxious, don't panic, be calm and then you will be calm, and be calm and then you will be at peace. Be calm and don't be anxious."
"Yes, continue."
"Retract and release, retract and release, be elegant."
咻咻咻~~
The magic spell emerging from the 'pale spine' has changed again, as if the sky has cleared up after the rain, the dark clouds have dispersed, and the sun shines down, making people's hearts warm.
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As a result, everyone seemed to be healed.
His face was filled with a peaceful and peaceful smile.
Phew~~~
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu> Potter, Lily, I'm sorry for you."
OMG!
Anton frowned and looked at Sirius who was screaming in the cell opposite, "You are sick, aren't you?"
咻咻~~~
"Hahahaha, hahahaha." Sirius grabbed the railing, squeezed his head hard against the railing, and laughed wildly at Anton opposite, "Hahahaha..."
"!!!"
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Lucius has been in an extremely tangled state these past few days. His nervousness and nervousness almost made Narcissa think that this old man was going to divorce her.
As smart as Lucius, he obviously found that "Voldemort was imprisoned in Azkaban" was an excellent opportunity.
However, the smarter you are, the easier it is to get into trouble.
He fell into a state of worrying about gains and losses.
He analyzed every possibility in detail, and each one made him despair.
Finally, he made up his mind.
Of course, this decision was not made by him, someone came to Malfoy Manor and helped him make it.
Dumbledore.
Lao Deng just asked, "My student, can I still trust your loyalty?" Lucius was like a camel crushed by straw, and he could only nod.
What can be done? Ever since the directors dismissed Dumbledore and appointed Lockhart as principal, Lucius has never seen any kindness on Dumbledore's face.
Some are just awe-inspiring majesty.
Sure enough, there was only a wrong name, not a wrong nickname. The White Devil, he is also a devil.
So, they rushed to the home of Scrimgeour, the director of the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic, and asked this question again.
The effect was good, and the three of them came to Azkaban together.
Neither he nor Scrimgeour knew what Dumbledore was planning to do, but at this moment, the only thing they could do was obey.
otherwise……
There seems to be no doubt whether Dumbledore can kill someone, right?
He is someone who can even attack Grindelwald!
It was just that they had just arrived at Azkaban, and before they had time to ask the Auror guarding the door to open the door, countless silver rays of light suddenly poured out from every gap in the Azkaban Castle.
Brush, just for a moment, both Lucius and Scrimgeour's eyes widened.
What did they see?
Grindelwald?
Dumbledore becomes Grindelwald?
Then they fell into endless happiness. The two looked at each other, smiled, and happily patted each other's shoulders, as if they were two good brothers.
"What a familiar way of casting spells..." Grindelwald put his hands behind his back, pursed his lips, raised his head, and looked over with his blue right eye.
Laoge should not be too familiar with this method of casting the magic ocean.
Especially the technique of constantly adjusting the magic spell looks so familiar.
Lucius and Scrimgeour hugged each other and laughed, then gnashed their teeth and butted their heads, and then hugged each other and cried loudly.
"!!!"
Grindelwald tilted his head and looked at the two guys on the ground with a look of disgust on his face.
Of course, he had to admit that this ocean of magic spells did have a hand, and his transformation spell was washed away in an instant.
But that's all.
He, Grindelwald, was protected by Dumbledore's cursed prison.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
These two chapters were really difficult to write. I wrote them from 8 a.m. to the afternoon, and I have written the second chapter until now. I revised, revised, and deleted a lot, but I finally got what I wanted. There will be another chapter later.