The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts

The chasing battle between Anton and this mysterious figure hidden in the green smoke was obviously very dynamic, and other professors were attracted after a while.

Especially Professor McGonagall, whose office is located on the second floor next to the stairwell, heard the little wizard's exclamation and hurried out to take a look.

"Who are you?" She looked at the blurred figure wrapped in smoke in surprise, she couldn't believe that someone dared to sneak into Hogwarts in such a swaggering way.

A part of a ghost mask appeared from time to time amidst the smog. He was clearly aware of Professor McGonagall's strength, and looked down at the little wizard who was standing underneath and giggling at him...

"Damn it!"

This man was extremely decisive. While waving his wand, he backed up against the wall next to the stairs, and dragon-like arms floated up from the stone wall, grabbing the little wizards beside him in no time to escape.

The dragon claws grabbed the bodies of the little wizards vigorously, and the sharp claws faintly pointed at their necks and various vulnerable parts of their bodies.

Immediately, Professor McGonagall pulled out his wand and released half of the spell, and the spell stopped abruptly. She glanced at Professor Flitwick who was quietly approaching from the top of the stairs. She changed her expression, put down the wand in her hand, and looked at him anxiously. , "Let go of those kids!"

"You told Anthony Weasley to leave the gate and go upstairs!"

The ghost masked man's voice was extremely hoarse, with a strange sound of scratching glass, apparently altered by some kind of spell or potion.

Professor McGonagall glanced at Professor Flitwick again from the corner of his eye. Seeing him nodding towards him, he couldn't help but lower his head, looking at Anton who was blocking the door at the bottom of the building, "Anton, you..."

"Quack quack..."

Anton smiled, "Professor McGonagall, don't bother!"

As he spoke, he flipped his hand and grabbed the spinning wand at his fingertips, "Shenfeng Wuying!"

Phew ~ just a moment!

Endless spells of light burst out from the stairwell, and the people around, whether it was Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, or those students, felt as if countless knives were passing over their skin.

The sharp touch that seemed to tear everyone apart at any time was so clear, for a moment, everyone seemed to see the tattered black robe dancing by the God of Death and the long sickle in his hand.

Tear~

The sound of the sharp blade tearing the muscles is so clear, the sound seems to resound from the soul, everyone feels a sense of despair... Am I dead?

I still have a lot of things to do...... Mom / Dad / Harry / Draco......

then,

Accompanied by a shrill roar, the light of the spell dissipated and everyone gasped and collapsed on the ground. They even felt an illusion called new life!

Mom, I survived!

I have survived this dreadful spell, and there are great horrors between life and death, and it seems that many who were present

Many souls have undergone a baptism. Washed thoroughly.

For example, Hermione, the confusion on her face has dissipated, and she is now full of firmness in the goal of turning her parents into wizards, and a sense of responsibility for the task assigned by Dumbledore...

For example, Pansy, sitting slumped on the ground, has tears streaming down her face at this moment. It seems that the persistence in the past is not that important. In the face of death, she only thinks of Draco's face...

For example, Ron, he opened his mouth and stared blankly at the bottom of the stairs, and he looked at the handsome brother who was about the same age.

Once upon a time, that brother took his shoulders and got on the train to Hogwarts together, and someone smiled and asked the twin brother if they also had a pair of twin brothers...

At that time, the gap between them should not be too big, but now...

I don't know why, whether it's Charlie, Bill or Percy, those excellent brothers can only make him feel hopeless, but looking at Anton, he actually has an urge to be as good as him.

Maybe it's because they used to look a bit alike?

Well, having said so much, it was actually just a moment.

As Anton's spell passed by, and as all the fire dragon claws produced by the transformation technique shattered and dissipated in an instant, the masked man hidden in the thick smoke let out a mournful roar, and suddenly there was an explosion.

Boom ~ "Thunderbolt Explosion!"

In an instant, the wall behind the masked man exploded, not only that, but also the surroundings including the stairs under his feet, followed by a huge explosion spray.

Professor Flitwick's complexion changed and he quickly waved his wand, "Protect everyone!"

This is an advanced spell of the Iron Armor Curse. The large armor body covers the range outside that corner, blocking all the explosive fragments.

At the same time, Anton cast a rope spell, pulling away every little wizard in the center of the explosion.

Professor McGonagall also released Transfiguration, turning the shattered and falling stairs into a boat with sails open, floating in mid-air to catch the little wizard.

Phew~

Anton didn't know when he got back on the broomstick and rushed up, heading towards that corner.

"You can't escape, I saw it, you were torn into pieces by me, haha, it's even like this

Can live? Awesome, awesome! "

Suddenly, he yanked the handle of the broomstick, and the figure stopped in mid-air in an instant with afterimages.

"what?"

He frowned, and looked at Professor Flitwick who was also running over with some incomprehension, "He's gone?"

It's just unbelievable!

After being hacked into pieces by Shenfeng Wuying, Anton was very sure that even the fire dragon would have to be broken into hundreds of pieces.

But this thing can still run? There was even no life in an instant.

It's not the smell of death dissipating. To be honest, if he is really dead, Anton can easily see what is going on with this guy. Whether he is going to the world of the dead or turning into a ghost, he can get a glimpse of the clues.

However, he is now opening the "Eye of the Divination Bird" who can see the magic figure and the "Eye of Grindelwald" who can see the soul, just watching the shattered body twist and disappear in an instant.

If this guy hadn't planned to kill Lockhart just now, Anton would even have thought that Lockhart had helped him break free from the magic castle, allowing him to disapparate and leave.

As for whether this product has broken through this limitation by itself?

Oh~

Even Voldemort doesn't have this ability, just kidding, the imprisonment curse set by the four super wizards who founded the school, plus the imprisonment curse superimposed by Dumbledore, if it can break through, it will be a hell!

But... why did it really disappear?

After a while, other professors also ran over, including Professor Snape, Professor Sirius, Professor Sprout and others.

After a search, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, "It's really gone?"

"How did he do it?" Anton's eyes sparkled with excitement.

Awesome, this method has disappeared without a trace?

Suddenly, Anton's heart moved, and he turned his head to look at Sirius next to him, squinting his eyes slightly, and "The Eye of the Bird" and "The Eye of Grindelwald" observed carefully.

In the end he could only shake his head. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

It's still Sirius' soul, not the Polyjuice Potion.

Besides, Anton knew the lethality of the "Shenfeng Wuying" he released, no matter what kind of magic was used to suppress the injury, the kind of tear that touches the soul is absolutely impossible to turn him into Sirius Standing here with such a relaxed posture.

However, his occasionally useful "prophecy" told him vaguely that the man in the ghost mask seemed to have some kind of connection with Sirius.

"It's weird~"

Anton rubbed his chin, but his eyes became brighter and brighter. This person who didn't know where he was hiding, who might be Little Barty, brought him a sense of excitement that had gradually begun to dissipate.

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even······

Anton wondered if Voldemort had sneaked into the school again?

Stimulate! So exciting!

It's been a long time since I had such an exciting feeling. Shuang Anton smiled and began to look forward to the next student life.

It must have been extraordinarily colorful. I want······

Get you out!

Then, pull it to my lab table, baby~

quack quack ~