Hogwarts: Gray Wizard Volume 1 The Dark Wizard's Apprentice 632 Do you feel the same way now? Old Barty Crouch felt the Iron Armor Curse on his body, frowned, and looked around at people who were constantly casting the Iron Armor Curse on themselves.
The wizard vaguely felt something was wrong.
But the patriarch of this old pure-blood family, a strong contender for the Minister of Magic, and whose power in some aspects has surpassed that of Lucius Malfoy, who was jumping up and down, could not believe that Anton would choose to attack him on such an occasion.
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That's not something a normal person would do!
Well, Weasley, oh, Director, but even the Director is just a kid.
If you really attack yourself in the courtroom that symbolizes the authority of the Wizengamot governing body, even if it is just the most ordinary dancing spell, it will definitely give you an advantage.
No matter what, I can take the opportunity to drag this kid down from the position of director.
Crouch stared at Anton's young face, which was so clean and translucent that it seemed untainted by the taint of time. His heart moved, and his face showed the arrogance and arrogance full of decay that children hate most. He sneered,
His upper body leaned forward, and he deliberately looked down at Anton from the high platform with extremely hostile eyes, teasingly and coldly,
The tone of voice was well controlled by this old bureaucrat. He knew that this appearance of himself would definitely arouse the hostility of the young wizard.
Oh, what the hell is this werewolf Animagus? Isn't it just a werewolf spread by wolfsbane, plus "wolfsbane potion" to control himself within the realm of reason? There is nothing to learn in this, he has no interest at all.
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Even extremely disgusting creatures like werewolves! They have been a cancer in the wizarding world for nearly a thousand years!
When he thought that if he turned into a werewolf, he just wanted to cast a death curse on himself. There were actually people who wanted to learn the "Werewolf Animagus" and betrayed his camp and surrendered to him.
Fudge!
Simply disgusting!
He only has one idea now, to make Anthony Weasley, a young and energetic child, make an unforgivable mistake in the political arena as soon as possible. Hehe, he even pulled out the wand savagely, eh, are you going to hit someone? Come on.
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Hit me~ Come on, hit me~
The corner of Anton's mouth twitched, feeling the 'emotion' surging in Barty Crouch's body, saying that he really couldn't understand it.
But he has two great advantages - he loves to help others!
Help others and be happy.
Anton raised his little head and looked at Old Barty Crouch seriously.
Said very sincerely.
A glass bottle filled with unknown potion flew out of the pocket of his wizard robe. It was crystal clear, and there was a ball of black silk thread swimming in the pink blue, with lightning surging from time to time.
This is the semi-finished potion formula for the transformation of the werewolf Animagus ritual magic that Anton studied before. At that time, he was studying the erosion of animal nature on the humanity of wizards and produced many such solutions.
Later, after the research was successful, the formula was improved, and these semi-finished products were wasted.
It happened to be a waste utilization, and Anton remembered that Hannah, a cabin mate who knew about this matter, had introduced a similar situation. He could record the potion used this time into the expenses of his office and ask the Ministry of Magic for reimbursement. Of course, because it is
It is a semi-finished product and requires some other potion ingredients.
The rabbit's feces, the crystal yellow rubbery balls, and three ounces of the rabbit's blood are called raw food.
Moreover, the potion material previously in stock has shown signs of softening due to accidental contamination with rabbit velvet blood in previous experiments. It may deteriorate after being stored for a long time, so it needs to be used as soon as possible.
Just like that, as Anton waved his magic wand, the small ball floated into the air, filled with blood. In an instant, the small ball melted and turned into a ball of green viscous liquid, mixed with the previous semi-finished product, accompanied by a stream of
The fire rolled rapidly in mid-air.
Karina Potter, the patriarch of the Potter family, was also present. As a top pharmacist who had regained an important seat in the "Extraordinary Pharmacists Association" by relying on her own achievements in potions, how could she miss this important event for her?
The trial meeting for the development of the family came early following the news informed by others.
At this moment, she looked at Anton's method of mixing potions with some amazement, and she felt incredible.
Mr. Ajinbad who was nearby smiled and nodded.
Not only were the people sitting on the stage shocked, but the members of the Wizengamot on the trial stage were also amazed.
An old witch wearing a purple wizard robe from the Wizengamot said to Ms. Bonesch with a smile. She opened and closed her toothless mouth with a kind face,
This old witch's name is Gsilda Marchbain. She was the examiner for the final wizard level examination when Dumbledore was a student. She was a top wizard boss and her qualifications in the Wizengamot were ridiculously high.
Such a big boss is not proud of himself, let alone other wizards.
Of course, Barty Crouch Sr. was not in that amazing mood. In fact, his knowledge in the field of potions had long been abandoned. Potions are not as interesting as politics.
At this moment, he was staring anxiously at Anton's movements - what was he doing? Making some mysterious potion again? How could that prove that Animagus had the possibility of animalistic nature eroding humanity? Won't he attack me? Fight.
Me? Hit me quickly!
He only felt a ball of anger burning in his heart. Listening to the exclamations of the people around him, the anger rushed straight into his brain. Idiots, these idiots, do they know that the next step is the key to the game!
What magic potion are you still caring about?
Simply pathetic!
At this moment, Anton's wand flicked slightly, and the potion liquid in mid-air turned into a crystal blood-red potion.
Oh, it is said that the Animagus potion is of this color, and for a moment people will think it is blood.
Anton looked at the anxious old Barty with an apologetic look on his face and waved his wand, causing the medicine in the air to turn into a cloud of mist and shroud it towards Old Barty.
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The mist moved extremely fast in mid-air. Before he even had time to blink, it turned into a wolf-shaped mist that spread its fangs and claws and swallowed Old Barty.
Everyone screamed in surprise.
Old Batty was a little excited. He suppressed his excitement, stood up vigorously, pointed at Anton, tried his best to hide his triumphant success, and pretended to have an expression of disbelief.
It's a pity that no one can see his expression.
In the bloody mist, Old Barty's mouth grew, and a ball of black thread twisted and swam in. The reflection of a moon swayed in the mist, and in the moonlight, a ghost-faced hawkmoth pupated.
As a phantom, it merged with Old Barty. Suddenly, the electric light surged, tearing the chrysalis apart as if it was carrying an anxious aura that was tearing everything apart.
Pa~
At such a fast speed, Old Barty seemed to have a rat running in panic in a balloon in his head, darting left and right, stretching his cheeks.
Transformed into a werewolf's head at an extremely fast speed.
Not only that, the purple-red wizard robe on his body changed into the color of the hair below his neck among his brown-gray hair, including the short black beard. Oh, to be honest, it looked a little funny.
Anton looked at Old Barty's current appearance with a strange expression, and suddenly thought that he had forgotten to remind Old Barty that he could actually change the appearance of the unformed werewolf at this time by his own will.
At least not like now, with purple hair all over the body and head. She really looks a bit like Little Red Riding Hood's wolf grandmother.
Well······
Anton's research on the werewolf Animagus has reached an extremely proficient level. It is the kind of effect that potions, spells and ritual magic are integrated or even performed in parallel.
Unlike ordinary Animagus, which is extremely difficult to learn high-end transformation techniques, the whole process even takes less than a minute.
Old Barty felt his body suddenly rise in a daze, raised his hand, and looked at the powerful but disgusting werewolf claws.
He roared angrily, and the werewolf's mouth involuntarily emitted the angry roar of a beast,
Old Barty didn't even need to bend his knees, relying on the strong core strength of his waist, he jumped and dived down towards Anton who was being judged below.
The huge hand was raised high, clanking! Wolf claws as sharp as daggers stretched out, grabbing Anton with an invincible aura.
On the seats, Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape, Director Lupine, Director Old Ronaldo, Minister Fudge, etc., a lot of people stood up anxiously and exclaimed.
However, Anton, a child with some abnormal brains, looked up at the approaching werewolf seriously and said excitedly,