754 Anton! Is this the only way you come and go? Damn it!
"Hey hey hey..."
Voldemort smiled with satisfaction. He was about to say something when his eyes suddenly widened.
I saw a pair of hands appearing in the gray and black smoke. The posture holding the wand did not look like casting a spell, but seemed to be directing a symphony performance.
No!
He shouted in his heart, "No!"
It's a pity that Anton's singing suddenly sounded. It was still the lingering nightmare! "Voldemort's Faint Sorrow"
"Huh~~~~" A long, soft and erratic moan sounded like the wail of a banshee.
No, Voldemort was keenly aware of the difference. Different from the version sung on the roof of the Ministry of Magic building last time, Nima, an unfilial apprentice, actually improved this song!
He seemed to hear the banshee's laughter.
The laughter is like running under the sunset wearing a veil, running and running, the little feet are leaving small footprints on the beach at the seaside, and even the footprints are full of joy!
Snow!
Anton actually combined this song with his obscene and disgusting creaking curse?
"Humph~~~Ah~~~~~~"
"Tonight~~my Professor Voldemort~~~~he is a little sad~~~"
"My professor~~~he has a touch of sadness~~~"
Voldemort squeezed the wand in his hand tightly and quickly pressed it against his chin. He had found a way to resist, yes, he had found a way to resist!
absolute!
I will never be harmed by this magic again! "Hahahaha..."
The singing seemed to have a strange magic power and a certain brisk tone. Everyone in the conference room was deeply affected and burst into laughter.
Anton: "My professor~~~He has a touch of sadness~~Everyone: "Hahahaha...."
Anton: "He is so sad, but also so happy~~ Everyone: "Hahahaha..."
Damn it!
Anthony Weasley, you deserve to die!
Is this the only way you can come and go? Damn it!
Voldemort only felt that his whole head was buzzing, and finally he couldn't help but laugh. He smiled and felt that his whole head was going to crack and split into two.
Damn it! Damn it!
Voldemort swore that he must find a way to deal with this curse. This was simply too humiliating!
"Ha ha ha ha.....""
The laughter of the men around him stung his proud heart crazily. It hurt, it hurt so much!
However, he had no way to fight back at this moment. He just felt that his whole body was about to split, and that Tom Riddle and Voldemort were about to split apart!
Ahhhhh...
Anton was not idle at this time. While everyone was laughing wildly, he used reverse legilimens to communicate with Professor Snape.
After receiving the reply that he didn't need help, he turned his attention to Barty Jr. again.
However, this look immediately made him raise his eyebrows.
The maniacally laughing Barty Crouch Jr.'s whole soul was shaking, allowing Anton to see a scene that he couldn't see just now.
In Barty Crouch Jr.'s body, Sirius seemed to be a ghost floating next to Barty Crouch Jr., looking coldly at everything around him.
When he saw that Anton seemed to be able to see him, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and seemed very surprised.
"I will take you away now, Professor Sirius. I am deeply sorry for what happened to you. Maybe we should go to Professor Lockhart as soon as possible to deal with little Barty's soul."
"No!" Sirius tried to use the soul communication channel built by Anton using Legilimency to send his message. He was obviously a little anxious, "No!"
"?"
Anton looked at him in astonishment.
A smile appeared on Sirius's face, "Barty Crouch Jr. obviously didn't realize that he is not
Polyhedron...oh, Polyhedral Animagus, is that the name? He obviously didn't realize that he is no longer the leader of this magic!"
"Now, he, I and the black dog Animagus with the snake head, each of the three have three equal dominance rights. I am working hard to control the black dog with the snake head. I have no idea how to control the Animagus.
Gus has experience with an animal body. As long as I control it, I will have two-thirds of the dominance over this body, and little Barty can no longer influence me!"
Anton blinked, "It sounds like a good idea, but can we go back and take our time?"
"No, don't!" Sirius yelled, "Listen, kid, help me tell Professor Dumbledore that this situation is just right. I have the opportunity to lurk among the Death Eaters openly, and I will try.
Trying to find a way to secretly pass information to the Order of the Phoenix! This is definitely a good opportunity for me to go deep and find out all the information about Voldemort!"
Anton took a deep look at Sirius and sighed, "You are a true warrior and worthy of my respect."
Sirius just smiled, twitching the corner of his mouth, revealing a bitter smile, "Help me say sorry to Harry. I originally planned to move to Privet Drive to be his neighbor and accompany him to grow up...
""
He thought for a while, then shook his head, "It's better not to let him know this, just let him think I'm on a business trip."
Sirius hesitated for a moment, then finally gritted his teeth, "Anthony, I want to ask you for something!"
Anton looked at him in astonishment, "If you need any help from me, you can just tell me, there is no need for that. You are my professor, and I especially like the course you taught about the explosive spell."
Sirius smiled bitterly, "I don't think I taught you anything."
Anton shook his head gently, "No, there are many, I listened carefully.
"It's such an honor." Sirius' face showed some relief. He looked at Anton cautiously and said hesitantly, "I know Ron and Hermione are learning dark magic from you. Harry is here for the sake of the boy.
My companions also have to learn black magic now, and I’m afraid that he will get into trouble if he studies randomly. If I can’t stop him from learning black magic, at least I hope..."
"I hope you can help teach him. I know you are a good person."
Nice person?
Anton chuckled, "That's an interesting comment. Okay, I promise you, I'll teach you a few, no less than Harry Potter."
Sirius looked at Anton deeply, bent down and performed a wizard's salute to express his gratitude.
"That's it, it's time for me to go!"
He felt that the dark wizards around him were laughing so hard that they could hardly breathe. If they continued laughing and burped their butts, Voldemort would definitely fight to the death.
The gray-black smoke in the sky suddenly shrank and collapsed, transforming into Anton's appearance again.
He grabbed Rookwood and left the place with a bang.
The laughter gradually subsided.
All of them fell to the ground with pale faces, as if they were suffocated fish that finally jumped into the water, panting convulsively.
This child is so terrifying!
This is simply scarier than being killed!
Everyone's face had a kind of joy of surviving a disaster, and their faces still maintained the distorted look of wild laughter, and they all felt that their whole bodies were numb.
"Anthony!" Voldemort roared angrily, clenching the wand in his hand, furious!