484 There is no such thing as ease in the adult world.
Hogwarts: The Gray Wizard Volume 1 The Dark Wizard's Apprentice 488 After the flower-covered girl had afternoon tea, Dumbledore left. Anton went to the animal pen, and George and Fred were facing each other.
Fluffy does something particularly evil.
The legendary magical animal hybridization technique, the velvet velvet and the magical rabbit from the wizarding world...
Hmm~
These two evil wizards!
Anton said hello and went to the greenhouse on the other side of the hill.
What Neville and Hannah did seemed evil too.
They threw a cattail into a cage with little green hands. The two of them were staring at the cage nervously, waiting for the cattail to scream.
There are a large number of record manuscripts scattered on the table beside him. A glass teapot filled with fruit tea is pressed against an anatomical diagram of a small green hand. The shape is somewhat distorted when viewed through the tea with the naked eye.
Hmm~
The two evil wizards and witches.
Well, don't expect the wizards to do anything that looks normal, even if the eyes of these people are filled with the innocence of children.
Just like Anton.
Anton clicked his tongue twice and returned to the hut without disturbing them.
The vines of the eating elephant vine twisted and slid over the windows on the third floor, eventually sealing off the entire floor.
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The third floor used to be Hannah and Neville's greenhouse. After being abandoned, it is now Anton's latest laboratory.
Now the laboratory is empty, except for a few huge tree pillars that Hagrid had gifted to build a hut.
Anton thought for a while and asked the elephant vine to move some small gaps to let in some light from the setting sun and prevent the vision from becoming dim.
He waved his hand, and the vines on the ground spit out a box with leather and metal edges. The vines were woven into a tabletop, and the box was lifted up slowly, automatically adjusting to a position suitable for Anton's hands to lift and operate.
Anton could feel that this box was vaguely connected to him, but when he used his magic eyes to observe it, he couldn't see any trace at all.
Obviously, the contract magic has exceeded the observation range of "divination eyes", "goblin eyes" and "Grindelwald eyes".
He was not surprised. 'Grindelwald's eyes' can see into the depths of the soul, but not memories. 'Elf eyes' can see memories, but cannot see traces of magic. 'Oracle eyes' can see magic.
There are traces of it, but no soul can be seen.
Each type of eye magic has its own limitations.
Scrimgeour did not teach Anton the magic he used to open the box, but it seemed that Anton had the right to open it after signing the magic contract.
This should be useful information, but Anton didn't want to analyze it in depth and just put it aside.
In the goblin's secret method of sorting out memories, as long as anything touches this aspect, the memory containing this information will jump into the mind for Anton's reference.
Hold your fingers together and knock the box with your knuckles, as if knocking on a door.
Anton felt the information fed back from the box, raised his eyebrows, and slowly took a step back.
The box seemed to come alive, jumping up from the table and twisting its body in mid-air - it was squeezing itself, becoming extremely flat, and eventually became the size of a door.
Finally, it fell straight from mid-air and hit the ground with a dull sound. It swayed twice and finally stood firm. A door handle appeared on the door panel.
There is a golden plate inlaid on the door panel with a series of numbers written on it - 666.
Anton whistled, gently grabbed the handle, took a deep breath, and pulled away.
Inside the door is a corridor made of huge stone. Three meters away, there is a staircase with dark gold handrails going down.
He was stunned, took a step back, walked around to the back of the door panel, and found that there was only a leather door panel densely painted with magical and mysterious runes.
I gently stretched out my hand and pushed it, and felt a feeling of touching the leather bag.
Suddenly, a mouth appeared on the cortex. It opened and closed and let out a sharp cry, "Oh oh oh, sir, you should go in through the front door, the back door is blocked!"
Anton quickly retracted his hand with an apologetic smile on his face, "Sorry, sorry."
"Hurry up, you rude boy."
Before the mouth could finish speaking, a wand gently pressed against the upper side of its lips, "Oh ho ho, I mean, dear sir, please enter the box. I hope you have a happy study."
Time.”
Anton ignored it and just looked at the layer of leather on the back of the door frame curiously, "What are the runes written on it? It doesn't look like ancient runes, but more like some kind of hieroglyphics?"
"No speculation! No speculation!" The mouth shouted crazily, "Sir, please note that this box is the property of the Ministry of Magic, including any text symbols on it. You cannot try to decipher these ancient Egyptian runes."
"Really?" Anton smiled slightly, "Then I won't read it."
He patted the door frame lightly, remembered all these contents in his mind, turned around and walked through the main door.
Egypt...
According to records in the history of magic, the source of magic is ancient Egypt.
Well, please note that it’s the region, not the civilization. If you don’t pay attention to this, many wizards will be led into a ditch because of their exploration of magical culture.
Of course, the magical literature of ancient Egypt is still of great research value. After all, it is the place closest to the source of wizard culture and has the most relevant records.
However, there are not many documents in this area in ancient Egypt now, and those have all traveled across the ocean to the Magical Congress in the United States.
Entering along the door, walking through the stone corridor, and going down the stone stairs, Anton came to the front of a hall.
Although it is said to be a hall, it is actually not very big, only about twenty square meters.
There are no windows in the hall, and there is a huge fire dragon relief on the wall directly behind it, with a black metallic texture.
The fire dragon's head drooped and its mouth opened slightly, as if it would spit out flames at any time.
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"Please don't stare at me. I'm just a guard of confidential information. As long as you don't try to take things away from here, I have no authority to make any reaction."
Anton nodded and walked gently to a long table facing the fire dragon's mouth.
This is a long table that is 10 feet long and 3 feet wide, standard for potion experiments. In the middle of the long table are various tools commonly used in magic experiments, including a very delicate-looking cauldron.
On the left side of the long table are piles of various potion materials.
The right side of the long table was empty with only a few books placed.
Anton walked over, took out his wand, and gently stirred a few books.
Each magic book has its own protective measures. If you don't know how to read it, you will definitely suffer a big loss.
For example, in the original book "The Monster Book of Monsters" by Edward Lima, Hagrid's Care of Magical Creatures course, you need to stroke their spines to calm them down, otherwise they will bite anyone who tries to look at them.
people.
Obviously, the three books on the table did not exist.
The two are obviously files in the format commonly used by the Ministry of Magic. They are: "Box No. 666 Magic: A Detailed Explanation of Ghost Potions and Poisons" and "Box No. 666 Magic: A Detailed Explanation of Ghost Potions and Antidotes".
The other one looked a bit broken, even stained with some blood on it. The cover seemed to be made of tree bark without any words written on it. When it was opened, it read on the title page - Gate of Hell!
The author's name has been blacked out, and it's even stamped with the Ministry of Magic seal - Top Secret.
This was obviously the poison's inventor's own notes, and Anton decided to start with this book.
Opening it again, he frowned and leaned back.
A magical photo is glued to the page of the book. Inside is a photo of a girl lying on her back in a sea of flowers.
Her golden hair was spread out, and her emerald green eyes reflected the light blue sky and white clouds in the sky, looking particularly pure.
However, this photo is not as beautiful as it looks.
The girl had no clothes on her body, only countless flowers.
Flowers with rhizomes, branches, leaves and petals, their roots firmly embedded in her skin.
Anton smacked his mouth. He had really seen this scene before, Professor McGonagall's husband, Mr. Cordyceps sinensis growing together with poisonous tentacles.
Of course, it's still a little different.
If he read it correctly, this thing should be the legendary curse used to 'witness faithful love' - I will die for you to see.
It was a popular thing in the Middle Ages to cast a curse on yourself and fall into an endless sleep. Only the kiss of the person who loves you deeply can wake you up.
If the person you kiss does not love you deeply, then it is over. The cursed person will completely turn into a plant because his life and soul cannot be nourished.
For example, the sleeping Snow White in the fairy tale would turn into an apple tree without Prince Charming.
It depends on what the medium of the curse is.
Next to the photo is another page filled with text.
——My dear Diana, your stupid husband does not love you as you imagined. When I found you, you could no longer escape from the curse.
——Please forgive me for my helplessness.
——It's all my fault. If I hadn't been crazy about terrible ritual magic, you wouldn't have known about this curse, you wouldn't have left me because of it, and I wouldn't have been caught for the evil ritual magic crime.
Enter Azkaban.
——I decided to save you and free you from this terrible curse.
——Please rest assured that I will not use those ritual magics that you hate anymore. I learned a lot of potions skills from a powerful potions master in Azkaban.
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Anton frowned and looked at the large number of resentful words in the book, secretly complaining in his heart, you learned potions from Snape.
I turned to the fifth page and finally saw this wizard's research record.
His records were obviously in the wrong order, and the various contents were written in a mess. The writing style gave people the feeling of insanity after being locked up in Azkaban for a long time.
Anton is more inclined to think that this is a diary of a mad wizard who occasionally became sane.
After jumping around and reading for a long time, I finally figured out the principle of this so-called poison.
To use the words of this mad wizard to describe it - the door to hell between the world of the living and the world of the dead, a flower with life and death, love and hate growing in the gap.
And this flower is the girl in the photo, Diana.
She was cursed and bound between life and death. Her soul fell between love and hate. She could not break free, live or die.
The state is very much like a ghost.
In fact, the most important ingredients for the crazy wizard's potion formula are pollen from the flowers on the girl's body, and his own beating heart full of blood.