The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts

"I'm afraid of death, idol." Anton smiled lightly, wiping the water droplets from his wand, "I always live so hard, I may be killed by a curse at any time."

"So I found out, this person, if he really wants to live well, he has to forget about life and death."

Anton shrugged helplessly, "It's contradictory, right?"

"So." Anton raised his wand, "I have become only doing what I want, without fear of life and death!"

"Snape! Let's duel!"

"Today, either you die or I die!"

This is the second time Snape has heard from Anton. Different emotions, but the same freedom and wildness.

So, he waved his wand lightly, doing a wizard duel etiquette.

"I originally admired your talent for Potions, and I looked forward to the day when you entered Hogwarts and became my student. It's a pity."

"Shen Feng has no shadow!"

"Armor and body protection!" An Dong quickly placed a protective cover on his body, and waved his wrist extremely quickly, "Transfer your soul!"

Huh!

The light of the spell pierced the sky, pierced Snape's sleeve and flew into the distance.

"Ah~~~"

A shrill roar.

The wand in Anton's hand fell, and he grabbed his head with both hands. The successful release of the 'Displacement Soul Charm' made him feel like his entire head was about to be split open.

He used to cast too many iron armor spells and it was already painful, but now he has released the 'displaced soul spell' in an overloaded way.

The whole person seems to be hollowed out.

Pain spreads from the depths of the soul, I want to scratch but I don't know where to scratch.

"Very deep..." Snape raised his sleeves in disbelief, "Black magic!"

He looked at this child who was less than ten years old in astonishment. It was the first time he had ever seen such an amazing talent.

Ten years old!

Even from a pure-blood family, many of them haven't had their magical power awakened yet.

He even said with certainty that most of the young wizards who graduated from Hogwarts could not release such a spell!

And still...

dark magic!

Snape raised his mouth slightly, "Then give you another chance."

His figure flew again, bypassing Anton in an instant, waving his wand and pointing at the werewolf, "Shenfeng Wuying!"

"Armor protection!"

His spell was deflected again.

An extremely weak voice came from beside him.

Snape turned his head in astonishment.

I saw Anton lying on his broom, holding a wand in his hand, panting and laughing weakly.

Blood flowed from his ears.

Blood flowed from his eyes.

Blood flowed from his nostrils.

Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

But he just smiled, with an extraordinarily bright smile.

"Aha! Snape, idol, I didn't expect that, I still have a wand!" Anton's face was as pale as a dead man, with a smug smile and a playful raised eyebrow.

Snape frowned, "Have to do this? Just to protect such a werewolf?"

An Dong smiled weakly, "That's a person, it's one, not one, idol, your language is not good enough."

Snape smiled. This was the first time Anton saw the oily man smile. "You have won my respect."

"That's it." Anton chuckled, "Someone praised me as a charming person!"

"Is it……"

"Dizzy!"

This very charming little wizard rolled his eyes and fell off the broom in a very inconspicuous manner, but was tied to his stomach by a rope and hung in the air by the broom. He looked extraordinarily funny.

"The wand is flying." The wand that fell halfway and the wand that floated on the sea flew into Snape's hands.

"Oh, it's really cunning to hide one more."

Snape sneered, inserted two wands into Anton's hair at will, took out a bottle of potion from the wizard's robe, and poured it into Anton.

He pursed his lips, looked at An Dong, and then at the werewolf who was roaring on the small island...

The sleeve of the wizard's robe flicked.

With a bang, he disappeared in place.

……

……

……

The sun is shining and the sea breeze is breezy.

There was a burst of coldness on his face, and an anxious voice called beside his ears, "Little bastard? Little bastard?"

"Don't be noisy." Anton waved his arms as if to drive away flies, and scratched his belly.

"Little bastard?" The voice continued.

"Noisy!" Anton muttered irritably.

Then, the voice suddenly became very loud, pressed against his ear, and shouted loudly, "What are you sleeping for? After you die, there is time to sleep!"

An Dong woke up suddenly, opened his eyes, "Teacher, I was wrong, I will never..."

"Quack quack." The old wizard pointed at Anton with his left hand, and gave a quack laughter from his head held in his right hand, "Your habit is very interesting."

"MMP!" Anton looked around unhappily, the wind was calm and everything was peaceful.

Only the rope tied to the broom that was floating in the air made my stomach hurt.

He struggled to climb onto the broom, tore off the rope, and drew his wand from his hair. He was stunned for a while, then suddenly exclaimed, "Lupin!"

The broom turned around and dived to land.

Lupin leaned on a piece of machinery with a pale expression and looked at him tenderly, "I was saved by you again."

An Dong looked strange, "I originally planned to find you as a bodyguard and teacher."

Lupin smiled, "When I get better, I'll be your bodyguard."

Seeing that Lupin was fine, Anton hurriedly raised his broom again and looked at the old wizard, "Where are Ana and Pedro?"

"Floating at sea." The old wizard shrugged his headless shoulders, "It's a pity that my stupid teacher didn't die."

"..."

A huge wooden board was floating on the sea, Pedro was lying with his eyes closed, Anna hugged the suitcase tightly and sat aside, seeing Anton riding a broomstick and cutting through the white clouds and descending.

"Anton!" Anna shouted in surprise, throwing away the suitcase and jumping up.

He hugged him hard, "Great, you're fine!"

"I saw it all, you stand in front, you are a hero!"

Saying that, he couldn't help kissing An Dong's cheek.

Then she reacted, ran back a little shyly, picked up the suitcase to cover her face, and only showed one big eye to peek at him.

An Dong was stunned, touched his slightly wet cheeks, and saw the weird smile of the old wizard teasing him.

Looking at Anna's delicate face, he exhaled deeply~www.NovelMTL.com~ secretly warned himself that he must not smelt copper.

Smelting copper is shameful.

So he smiled brightly and looked at Anna, "I think we can be good friends."

Anna blinked her eyes, "Good friend?"

She smiled, smiled sweetly, and nodded vigorously, "Okay, you are my best friend."

Anton breathed a sigh of relief. Look, he thought too much.

So he also laughed.

The laughter resounded on the sea, and the two who survived the disaster laughed loudly and spread far.

However, Anton soon stopped laughing.

When he pulled the big wooden board back to the small island with his broom, he looked at the barren ruins and felt his hungry stomach...

"Anna, it seems that no one can live here, or can we go to your house to rest first, you see, Pedro is your father's good friend."

Anna shook her head, "Yes, but I don't know how to get back. Several family manors I know are covered by powerful magic, and I can only teleport in through a special magic spell. My father is out again."

An Dong blinked, "How long will he be back?"

"Half a year?"

"For so long!" Anton gasped, "he just left you here?"

Anna looked a little depressed, and her toes gently moved a small stone, "Anna has a very strange disease, my father has been trying to find a way to cure me, he travels everywhere and often can't see it a few times a year. "

Bloodcursed Orcs!

Anton immediately thought of this and sighed.

After a while of silence, he stared blankly at heaven and earth, not knowing where to go next.

It's very strange, why is he always troubled by this problem!