The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts

Anton thought the old wizard would take him to Ollivander's wand shop in Diagon Alley.

But it didn't.

Going further down Knockturn Alley, past the largest Borgin Bock store, we finally stopped at a store that looked a lot like a junkyard.

Countless dilapidated cauldrons used for refining potions were stacked into a hill at the door. On the other side of the store door, in an iron cage, there was a thick snake with several missing scales.

This time the old wizard did not ask Anton to wait at the door.

Along the aisle of the store full of goods, all the way to the counter, where there is a chubby aunt in a large wizard robe.

The smile looks extraordinarily amiable.

"Yo, my dear Fiennes, long time no see."

The old wizard nodded and said hello, "Do you still have the wolf's poison potion here?"

The shop owner laughed even more happily when he heard the question, "The wolf poison potion is not cheap, and the goods I have on hand are made by authentic Professor Snape."

It turns out that the old wizard's name was Fiennes. Anton's expression changed when he heard Snape's name. He only felt that in this unfamiliar and terrifying world, hearing even a familiar name was kind.

However, he soon fell out of kindness.

He clearly saw the shelf behind the shop owner.

There is a large pen holder made of ivory on the shelf. In the pen holder, seven or eight wands that seem to be worn and worn are randomly inserted into the pen holder.

With such a decoration, it's hard not to remind him of the chopstick tube he saw when he went to Shaxian to eat fried rice.

He had a bad feeling.

He may not enjoy the high-end custom wand-picking scene in the novel.

cut.

He is indeed a poor man.

The old wizard Fiennes negotiated the price with the boss one by one, and finally pointed at the chopstick holder behind her irritably, "Give me two of your wands, don't count my money."

There are still two!

Anton really couldn't complain, so he wanted to tell the old wizard, or else you always buy two, so that you don't need a spoon to eat noodles in the future.

The boss didn't agree.

In the end, at the cost of an old wand, the long saw-off bargaining ended.

"Don't think I don't know that you make a lot of money!" The old wizard pulled a handful of herbs from the shelf next to him and put them in his wizard's robe pocket.

Cursing and walking away.

The store owner shouted with a smile behind the counter, "Welcome to come again next time."

Continuing to go deeper along Knockturn Alley, the houses gradually became sparse, and after turning a corner, a huge lake appeared in front of me.

On the edge of the lake, houses of various sizes were built indiscriminately.

The old wizard took Chen An to an open space in the far corner, behind a few tall trees.

"There is a safe house here." As soon as the old wizard's voice fell, a crooked three-story house appeared in front of Anton.

The rough wooden board almost pressed against Anton's nose.

He was so frightened that he quickly took a step back.

The old wizard smiled proudly, "This is the safe house that I inherited from my teacher. It requires extremely complex and powerful magic to realize. Only those who know that there is a safe house here can see and touch it."

An Dong was stunned for a moment, then reacted instantly, "That is to say, if no one knows about this place again, it will completely disappear from everyone's sight and be regarded as non-existent?"

"You can say that." The old wizard looked around with emotion, "Unfortunately, I'm just a poor apprentice, and I didn't learn this magic from the teacher. It will be completely useless in eight or nine years."

After arriving at the safe house, their meals have improved significantly.

A bowl of oil-splashed noodles, accompanied by a small glass of wine.

Yes, there is an extra sweet fruit wine, which is piled up in the cellar.

Eating wheat products every day, except for a thin layer of oil on top, there is no more meaty smell. Anton thinks this is not healthy at all!

The old wizard took the iron cage out of the suitcase, and looking at the laborious appearance, Anton completely confirmed that this dark wizard really didn't understand the floating spell!

What kind of outrageous behavior is this?

He knows the Cruciatus Curse of the Three Unforgivable Curses!

No, he should be able to master the three Unforgivable Curses.

"Now the soul-moving spell I teach you is a branch of the Imperius Curse, which is a branch of black magic, and not many people understand it now." The old wizard looked like you earned it.

Anton clutched the old wand and looked confused.

Walter?

Are you going to teach me such a complicated spell as soon as you come up?

We don't have to start with the simplest first?

The old wizard rudely fed the wolf poison potion to the middle-aged man in the iron cage. "The wolf poison potion needs to be fed to the werewolf one week before the full moon night. It can keep him awake when he turns into a werewolf."

"This week, you have to learn this spell!"

"If you do bad things to me." The old wizard's face was cold, and he waved his wand, "I will let you experience the taste of a killing curse."

"Believe me, no one in this world can survive under the Killing Curse!"

Ah.

Harry Potter survived.

Voldemort, who was hit by the rebound, also survived.

Anton's complaints finally turned into sighs, but I'm not them.

In one week, to learn a black magic comparable to the three Unforgivable Curses, failing to learn it would be death, which is simply too outrageous.

The old wizard obviously had no idea of ​​teaching him any other spells.

Picked up the wand, danced, and motioned Anton to learn gestures.

After that, he corrected his posture little by little.

"To successfully release a spell, you must do three things in total." The old wizard's teaching is very systematic, concise and neat, focusing on the key points.

"Gestures, especially for beginners, can't go wrong with the slightest gesture."

"The spell, the different tones and pauses, are the basis for the success or failure of the spell release."

"Finally, you need to call out the corresponding emotions in your heart."

The old wizard explained the incantation of the soul-moving incantation 'moving the soul out of the body' in just a few words, syllable by syllable.

"Emotion, or the will of the wizard, directly determines the success or failure and power of the spell release!"

"When you release the soul-moving spell, your heart should be filled with indomitable momentum and unshakable determination."

"???" Anton wondered, "This seems to be a positive emotion, doesn't it mean that all black magic needs negative emotions?"

The old wizard gave a rare laugh, "Who told you that this is black magic."

After laughing, his expression turned cold, "Practice hard, you only have a week."

This moody Anton has seen enough for a long time. Sometimes he sweeps the floor with his back to him, and he can suddenly fly over with a curse.

"Indomitable momentum and unwavering determination?"

"This state of mind doesn't seem to be difficult to achieve."

Anton wondered why if this was the case, why this magic spell was gradually lost, and so few people understand it now.

He closed his eyes, and a picture in his empty mind gradually became clear.

It was on the full moon night a week later, and the old wizard yelled at himself to release the magic, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't release it.

So, the old wizard's wand lit up with a dark green light, and the expression of choosing someone to bite was extremely terrifying.

At this moment, there was nothing left to do except desperately, Anton quietly stood beside a pot of medicine powder, grabbed it, and squinted the old wizard's eyes.

Then, he pulled out the boning knife that had been sharpened in the kitchen for a long time, and rushed forward with the determination of life or death.

This is the last and most helpless plan in Anton's heart, fighting with a knife.

An Dong abruptly opened his eyes and waved his wand, "Out of the Body!"

The light of a spell flickered, and the faint blue light extended from the front of the wand, rushed forward, and finally fell into the old wizard's chest.

"How is that possible?" The old wizard's eyes widened!