Chapter 908 (please vote for additional updates) Uncle Anton is here~
In fact, it is extremely difficult to truly identify whether the terrifying monster in front of you is real or a Boggart.
When we face the most terrifying monster in our hearts, we hold the wand tightly in our hands and seize the best opportunity to cast spells. We are not so stupid as to try to unleash such funny behaviors as "burlesque".
That might be listed as one of the "top 10 stupidest ways to die this century" by some malicious media.
Hermione Granger, who was as knowledgeable as an encyclopedia, firmly blocked her mother behind her, gasping and looking at the chicken-body snake-tailed monster with four pairs of huge chicken feet.
She remembered, ha, of course she would remember such important information - this kind of basilisk cultivated through alchemical thinking will grow a pair of legs every hundred years after it reaches adulthood, which also represents its
The strength will be doubled several times.
She was simply afraid of what would come. Hermione would never forget the scene in the hut. It was the first time she was not happy because Crabbe broke his leg. (Chapter 883)
"Mom, close your eyes. Be sure to close your eyes. Don't look at it. Its gaze will kill you." Hermione squeezed her mother's hand with her left hand and stared at the chicken's neck.
, she needs to observe this monster in this way to avoid looking into the eyes of the basilisk.
"Hold my hand, it's okay. It's actually not that scary. I checked and found that its eyesight is very poor and its hearing is even worse, so most of the time it can only rely on eating small animals such as insects and rabbits and mice.
Life."
She shook her wrist carefully, and layers of ripple-like transparent circles emerged from the tip of her wand one by one, covering a large area directly in front of her.
Ever since she experienced the scene of being chased by a Chickentail, she has been frantically searching for information in the school library. She has learned too much about this guy, so she has also found a way to deal with it.
The first is to target its weakness of poor eyesight, and the environment integration spell is currently being cast.
The camouflage effect of this magic is not very good. If you look carefully, you will find that the range of the camouflage is shaking slightly, but the advantage is that the fluctuation of the magic power is so small that it cannot be detected.
Obviously, her preparation was correct, as the cockatiel was not aware of her and her mother's presence.
Next, she will carefully observe all these changes and wait patiently for the opportunity to come.
Then cast the 'Sunshine Cock-Crowing Spell' that Anna taught me.
This spell is said to have been invented by Anton, and it fills up a large notebook. It includes the content of the patron saint spell, the weather spell, and the ritual magic. It is particularly complicated.
So Hermione wasn't very sure that she could perform it successfully.
But once cast, this powerful magic will definitely alarm the monster.
She needs to find a suitable time, and after casting it, she will have the opportunity to take her mother to the big rock in the distance, so that if the spell fails, she will have a second chance!
As she thought to herself, her eyes suddenly noticed that the monster's neck moved, and it should have turned its head away from her.
It's now!
She took a deep breath, flicked her wand, and a branch on the ground suddenly transformed into a small white mouse, running wildly in the direction where the monster looked.
…
"Let us celebrate loudly, the first person to pass the level appears!"
All the magic mirrors suddenly appeared in the upper right corner of the original screen with a small pop-up window, which scared many viewers who were watching the game screen with bated breath.
Lockhart shouted excitedly, "Rolf Scamander!"
"When he first saw the monster, he was keenly aware that it was a Boggart. This is simply unbelievable. I want to ask this little guy, how did you know?"
Then, the screen shook slightly, revealing a figure next to Lockhart.
It was a little boy who looked a little shy, with salamander-like eyes, brown hair and a tall nose, "I..."
"Hey, you just acted so brave, you should be proud to say it out loud!" Lockhart encouraged him.
The little boy grinned and said, "I just noticed it."
"!!!" Lockhart sadly discovered that this little boy seemed not to be good at communication and had no way of bringing much gimmicks to the first winner of the second level.
"Ha~" In a place not captured by the camera, Grindelwald chuckled and curled his lips, "Newt's grandson!"
Dumbledore gave him a narrow look, "How do you know?"
Grindelwald cursed in a low voice in displeasure, "You look like Newt, how can I still not recognize him?"
Quack, quack…
Anton was watching the fun, and when he saw Grindelwald turning to glare at him, he quickly turned to look at other corners, whistling as if nothing had happened.
Rolf Scamander?
This Newt's grandson seems to be a very powerful magizoologist in the future, and he will also be Luna's husband.
Suddenly, in Anton's field of vision, a warning spell suddenly rose over the distant woods.
This warning curse with black smoke exploded in the sky and turned into a huge skull. It opened its mouth and a snake swam out.
The Dark Mark?
Which Death Eater is so brave?
Dare you come out and cause trouble at this time?
Bang!
Before Anton could react, there was a sudden explosion next to him, and Dumbledore had already disappeared.
"Haha, here's your chance!"
Tom Riddle paid no attention to Grindelwald and Anton who were nearby, and disappeared with a bang.
"!!!" Anton looked at Grindelwald with wide eyes, "What's going on?"
Grindelwald shrugged, "Obviously Tom is going to find Albus, but unfortunately, he can't play with it."
He didn't express this, as if he was tired of this kind of fighting scene where you chase me, and chose to believe that Albus could deal with it alone.
Anton raised his eyebrows slightly, slowly pulled out the wand without a core from the wizard's robe, and stared at Grindelwald, "I plan to take the opportunity to kill Tom Riddle, what do you think?"
Grindelwald raised his hand and lazily made a gesture of invitation, "You can do whatever you want, I'll watch from a distance."
"All right."
Bang~
Anton also chased after him, "Quack, quack, little Tom, Uncle Anton is here~~~"
Lockhart, who was not far away, was keenly aware of the problem. After saying a few words, he quickly turned off the screen and turned to look at Grindelwald, who was the only one left at the scene.
Grindelwald obviously had no desire to explain to him. He just walked over slowly, hugged Rolf Scamander's shoulders forcefully, and stared at him with flashing eyes, "Boy, have you ever heard of Saints?"
?"
Luofu looked at him with some fear, and then he puffed up his chest, "You know, my grandfather beat those people until they were running away!"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Grindelwald laughed, very happily, and the arm holding the child's shoulders became harder and harder, "Then, you remember, Rolf Scamander, from today on, you are a saint.
Got it!"
"???"
Luofu looked at the old man in confusion, thinking that I didn't agree at all.
But this old man was obviously extremely domineering, so he just patted him on the shoulder and said, "Come to Durmstrang to find me after the game!"