With a flick of the magic wand, the curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows automatically moved to the left and right.
The moonlight poured into the house.
Lu Ping opened his eyes wide and looked at the full moon outside the window in horror, "Don't do this, don't do this, no!"
The old wizard chuckled, "Relax."
After a while, Lupine's body was covered with rich wolf fur, and his head seemed to contain an active rabbit, constantly bumping left and right.
Eventually, it turned into a huge wolf head.
Lupine, who was half hanging in the air, became huge, his feet supported the ground, and he struggled to make the chains rattle.
"What a perfect magical Animagus." The old wizard exclaimed as if looking at a work of art.
"Did you know?" He turned around to look at Anton like crazy, his eyes were bloodshot and almost bulging out with excitement, "They don't understand, this is the perfect magical Animagus.
The only magical creature in the world that humans can transform into, a terrifying war machine that can be easily replicated."
"Split into pieces!" The light of the curse flickered.
The light exploded on Lu Ping's body, causing a few wolf hairs to fly, and the exposed skin was only a little scratched.
"Look, look."
The old wizard clicked his tongue, "How perfect."
"Praise the ancient wizards." He laughed loudly, "Praise them for their great initiative and created the only magical creature in the world, the Animagus."
"Praise be to Democris Belby, who invented the wolfsbane potion to make up for the werewolf's lack of reason."
"To praise Alex Fiennes, I will improve this magic so that people can turn into werewolves anytime, anywhere."
Amidst the werewolf's roar, the old wizard yelled like crazy.
He waved his wand and pointed it at Anton, "Drink the 'Wizard's Eyes' potion you made quickly."
Anton was silent for a moment, then finally picked up the medicine bottle and took a sip.
Waves of coldness washed over his brain, and suddenly, he blinked in confusion.
He discovered that he had an extra eye!
Within the field of vision, the old wizard became a human-shaped bright block, gray-brown mixed with a trace of dark green. Those dark green filaments looked like cracked lines. As long as you look carefully, you can roughly distinguish three peculiar ones.
pattern.
It looks exactly like the runes in the pattern on his wrist!
Lowering his head, he saw that under the wooden floor, which seemed to be uneven and in disrepair, the strange patterns composed of gray-brown color blocks and dark green silk threads shone with the light of the magic circle.
Looking up, countless light blue lines filled Lupine's body, and these lines were surging and twisting like the tides of the sea.
This feeling is extremely strange.
And every time he observed something more, his head seemed to burst as if he couldn't bear the information.
He was so uncomfortable that he felt nauseous and retched for a while.
"Haha~" the old wizard laughed hysterically, "The potion I developed is amazing, isn't it?"
"Quickly, cast the soul-moving spell on this werewolf."
The old wizard excitedly handed the old wand to Anton, his eyes burning with enthusiasm.
Anton just looked at him calmly, "Teacher, since this potion is so magical, why don't you drink it yourself?"
If the old wizard asks a question when he is anxious, he will either be blown away by a curse, or the old wizard will answer his question quickly without thinking. This is Anton's experience.
He bet that the old wizard wanted to ask for his help and would not dare to kill himself.
"Magic potions like wizard eyes require strong physical fitness. My body is already so weak that I can barely maintain my balance." The old wizard looked at Anton anxiously, "My body can no longer bear even a drop of the potion.
."
"Quick, my precious apprentice, cast the soul-shifting spell on this werewolf and let us enter the final step of this great experiment."
"Really?" Anton smiled lightly.
Waved the wand and pointed it at Lupine, "Transport the soul out of the body!"
The magic light flickers.
An invisible force connects him and the werewolf.
"Yes, yes, that's it." The old wizard anxiously picked up a document with a strange pattern drawn on it with dark green potion.
"Quick, close your eyes, use your 'wizard eyes' to look inside the body, and then tell me, what are these missing lines?"
Under the dual effects of the soul-moving spell and the potion, Anton felt that the whole world was shaking crazily.
A feeling of extreme panic scratched him, and there were crazy moving lines everywhere, so dazzling that he felt like vomiting.
Perhaps it was the experience of the Cruciatus Curse many times that gradually allowed him to stand up.
He stared closely at the scene surging inside his body, and finally saw that the dark green cracks seemed to be lines that were opening and closing strangely as the whole body surged.
Magical and wonderful patterns.
Finally, as if the tight rubber band had reached its end, he was pulled back by a huge force.
Panting, panting hard, as if he had been suffocated for a long time.
In other words, indeed for a long time, he stared blankly at the sunshine outside the window and Lupine who had returned to his human form.
It was already noon, but he only felt that a few minutes had passed!
"Quick!" The old wizard anxiously put a piece of parchment in front of him, "While you still remember it, help me complete the pattern!"
This parchment has obviously been recorded many times, and the ink color is different in several places.
Anton pursed his lips, took the quill and added carefully.
"Haha, perfect, perfect!" The old wizard looked at the connected strokes and marveled again and again, and then frowned at one of them, "No, why is it connected here? What does this mean?"
Because I drew this line wrong on purpose! Anton chuckled and stared at the old wizard's expression.
This kind of paradoxical line must be very troublesome, and you must be thinking hard about it, right?
After two months of observation, he knew this dark wizard very well.
He is a lunatic who does magic research at all costs. When faced with a problem that is difficult to figure out, he can even stand there for a whole day.
And at such a moment.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Anton quietly picked up the medicine bottle behind him. This was the place where he had just finished drinking the medicine, so that the old wizard would not notice it.
because,
There is still a small sip of the medicine inside.
Looking at the bewildered old man, his head was raised, his eyes were blurred, and he was mumbling words in a sluggish state.
hey-hey.
Finally I found the opportunity!
Your body is too fragile to bear even a drop of magic medicine, right?
Look, I have it right in my hand!
"No, no." The old wizard was still muttering there, and suddenly felt a trace of coldness pouring into his mouth, "Gululu."
Most of them choked, but they also drank a lot.
He widened his eyes and looked at the medicine bottle in Anton's hand in disbelief, "You!"
Anton smiled slightly, and his other hand had already reached into the air, grabbed his wand and pulled it off.
He rolled on the ground and came to the werewolf's iron frame.
"No! No!" Dark green cracks appeared on the old wizard's body, "No!"
The cracks were getting bigger and bigger, and a path of light patterns extended straight up from under the collar, splitting his head in two.
And this one is not dead yet.
"You actually gave me the magic potion! You damn idiot! Ah~"
He let out a shrill roar, louder than the tortured Anton, "Give me my wand back!"
The old wizard waved his fingers vigorously.
A ray of magical light shot over.
Depend on!
Casting spells without a wand!
The speed is extremely fast and it is difficult to dodge!
Anton stumbled and fell to the ground, but his eyes lit up, "The Cruciatus Curse?"
And the Cruciatus Curse is much weaker than usual?
He is so used to this thing. He has had it every two or three days for the past two months. This body is simply not too familiar with the taste of the Cruciatus Curse.
He gritted his teeth and climbed up, putting the old wizard's wand into Lupin's hand.
…
Lupine looked at this situation in shock, shook his wand gently, and all the chains on his body fell off.
He waved his wand again to deflect the Cruciatus Curse shot by the old wizard.
With a smile, he turned to look at Anton who was sitting on the ground, "My name is Lupine."