Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Fiennes' office.
"Ritual magic..." Professor Snape rubbed his chin and shook his head, "This is not what I am good at."
Anton couldn't help but turn his head and look at the old wizard Fiennes.
Fiennes took the crucible and poured the potion into the large swimming pool in the office, and also shook his head.
"I do know a lot of ritual magic, but I'm sorry, I can't teach you."
Seeing Anton's confused expression, he put down the crucible, clapped his hands, walked to the experimental table and continued to cut some grass roots, "I found a bunch of random folk remedies here and there."
He spread his hands and said, "Many of the so-called sacrifices to the gods to pray for certain abilities are actually just elves born from certain magical powers that ancient wizards used to spread this ritual magic."
"It's all some conspiracy."
"I know that what I remember in my head is not a good thing, and teaching you will only lead you in the wrong direction."
As he spoke, he shook his head, his face full of disgust.
At this moment, the werewolf lady Snape came in with a tray of tea and poured everyone a cup of milk tea.
"Thank you, Ms. Nicklaus." Anton smiled and took the tea cup, took a sip gently, and his eyes lit up, "This is the best milk tea I have ever had!"
Note: The female werewolf's name is Jillian Nicklaus.
Nicklaus smiled slightly, "My mother lives in a village at the junction of grasslands and hills. There is the best black tea and the best breed of cows there. This is the taste of my hometown. Sifu took me back to find it some time ago.
my family."
"Cough~cough~" Professor Snape obviously choked and coughed violently.
Anton chuckled, "Sev? What an interesting title."
He raised his eyebrows at Professor Snape, "Oh, Professor, although it tastes good, there's no need to be in such a hurry."
Laosun suddenly narrowed his eyes, stared at Anton, and shook his wrist.
Anton stuck out his tongue at him, "Slightly~."
"Oh, Miss Niklaus, please forgive me for doing this." The old wizard picked up the milk tea in front of him, put it in front of his metal head and shook it, "I can't feel any taste, maybe I should let my body drink it
have a look."
With that said, he walked to the sink and poured the milk tea in the cup.
The huge Acromantula in mid-air seems to have lost its consciousness. Countless spider silks have stuck it to the walls and ceiling. It is soaked in the huge spider belly in the liquid pool, and in the split abdominal cavity,
Fiennes, who looks middle-aged, seems to be sleeping peacefully.
"Oh~"
The old wizard looked very happy, "Look, he looks extremely healthy."
Anton frowned and looked at the sticky lake tissue connecting the 'Fiennes body' and the Acromantula's abdomen, "But haven't you noticed that this is also a kind of ritual magic?"
"It's like Professor McGonagall's husband is affected by the curse and is about to completely grow into a poisonous tentacle."
The old wizard put down the teacup and said, "No, no, no. Although I used the steps of Mr. Urquhart and the Poisonous Tentacle Curse in reverse, please remember that I cultivated them strictly according to the theory of potions."
"I once explained the knowledge here to you."
Anton sighed, "Yes, congratulations, teacher, you have successfully added a new method to the 'Resurrection Ceremony' method, allowing magical animals to give birth to their own bodies."
"This is not new." Snape used his wand to help stir the liquid in the crucible. After observing it, he tapped the opening of the crucible with the wand and shook off the liquid stuck to the wand. "There are historical records.
There are many accounts of certain powerful wizards being resurrected from the wombs of animals."
"Myth?" Anton curled his lips, "Or fairy tale?"
"Quack~" the old wizard smiled, "This is the tradition of wizards, to spread some interesting things to them in a way that is acceptable to Muggles."
"I know." Anton took a sip of milk tea, "Principal Lockhart told me that he was invited by the International Federation of Wizards to write many interesting stories suitable for dissemination among Muggles."
"Lockhart~ Headmaster..." Snape's expression looked particularly strange. He didn't even mind hiding the contempt in his eyes. "I really can't understand that Lucius and the other school directors would let this person sit on the chair."
A position like principal."
"Oh~Severus." The old wizard grabbed a hairless mouse with pink skin from the cage, picked it up, kissed it lovingly, and threw it into the crucible, "I think he is the headmaster.
He performed pretty well during that time, but he disappeared for unknown reasons."
"He's always here." Anton smiled at Snape's surprised expression, "Editor Aibo."
"It's him?!" The old wizard looked surprised.
Snape thought thoughtfully, "No wonder I always feel that I hate this so-called Editor-in-Chief of Abbot. It turns out he is Lockhart."
"He's going to remain anonymous like this? Dumbledore allowed it?"
"I don't know." Anton put down the finished tea cup. Seeing Ms. Nicklaus happily refilling the tea for him, he quickly picked it up with both hands to express his respect for his 'teacher'.
"He did a big thing for Dumbledore and played a decisive role."
"I think Dumbledore will fulfill his promise and let him become the school's deputy principal and magazine editor in his own capacity."
"What!" Professor Snape looked unhappy.
"Vice Principal!" His voice increased obviously, full of jealousy, "I...I have done many great things for Dumbledore, why can't I become the Vice Principal?"
"Maybe it's because..."
Anton thought for a while, "In Dumbledore's mind, Grindelwald is much more dangerous than the mysterious man."
Professor Snape's eyes narrowed, "Lockhart is related to Grindelwald? This is simply unbelievable."
Anton didn't mind sharing his information with the two teachers, and he even told these two veterans about his experience as an Auror.
The old wizard is a person who has lived at the bottom and fringe of the wizarding world all his life and has extremely rich experience.
Professor Snape grew up in the Muggle world. Within a few years of arriving at Hogwarts, he got into the circle of the top pure-blood families in the wizarding world, and later became the most powerful dark wizard.
His right-hand man, and later became the most trusted person of the most powerful white wizard.
These two teachers who care about themselves are different from Dumbledore.
Dumbledore would only marvel and applaud Anton's performance in the Ministry of Magic, and then look at Anton with a smile and intelligent eyes, but said nothing.
"You were deceived by that old fox Scrimgeour!" The old wizard sneered, "Look at me, me!"
Anton looked up and down and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong?"
"My stupid apprentice, tell me, would someone like me go to that so-called gathering of dark wizards? If I hadn't died and become a professor at Hogwarts."
Anton shook his head quickly, "You are such an old Yinbi... Oh, I mean, a person as full of life wisdom as you, how could you get involved in such a thing!"
Nice romance novel
The old wizard sneered, "Yes, it is impossible for real dark wizards to go. Those are just fools wandering in the circle of dark wizards. I dare say that the opponents of real Aurors, those who play a decisive role
Dark wizards are still alive and well in every corner of this country."
Snape obviously agreed with the old wizard's statement, "It doesn't mean that he has learned a few tricks of dark magic to be a dark wizard. Dumbledore may know all the dark magic, but he is not a dark wizard. Those so-called dark wizards who were captured,
In fact, they are just people wandering at the bottom of wizarding society."
"Disobedience to the discipline of the Ministry of Magic, longing for freedom, posing a threat to the Statute of Secrecy at all times, exposing wizards to Muggles at any time, has always been a headache for the Ministry of Magic, but because there are too many people, the involvement is too wide
, dare not take any action.”
"Quack quack~"
The old wizard smiled happily, "I guess Scrimgeour is scared to death now. He has provoked countless enemies for his Auror office. The so-called crime of stealing mandrake is not even close to the level of crime."
These people were imprisoned in Azkaban until they died of old age, and they will definitely take revenge on the Aurors when they come out."
Anton took a breath, "What about me? I caught them with my own hands."
"Yes, you are dead too, you idiot." Snape raised the corners of his mouth and looked at Anton with a sneer.
"Oh, Severus, look at you scaring the child." The old wizard chuckled, "Don't worry, you are the so-called 'King of Weiss'. According to the tradition of dark wizards, they will treat this kind of thing as a
It's the king's test, yes, don't look at me with such strange eyes, Anton, they will indeed think so."
"My stupid apprentice, who has lived with me in the fringe area for so long, doesn't know anything about dark wizards and Aurors. He is really like a piece of wood."
As a result, the old wizard and Snape both laughed, looking at Anton who looked embarrassed, and smiled very happily. For a moment, the office was filled with a happy atmosphere.
Anton curled his lips in displeasure and planned to forcefully change the subject.
"Let's talk about magic. Don't you think it's strange that Animagus uses potions to transform?"
"This..." For a moment, both Snape and Fiennes were lost in thought.