The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts Chapter 183

New semester, new atmosphere.

On this ten-day Hogwarts school day, the sun was shining, and Dumbledore personally presided over a spell class.

Whole school participation.

Standing in the auditorium, he elaborated on how terrifying the 'tickling spell', a spell that was supposed to be used for fun, was at certain moments.

Dumbledore explained all the techniques of this spell to all the teachers and students of the school in a simple way, and explained all his perceptions of this spell from the perspective of the most powerful wizard in this century.

All in all, everyone made a lot of money.

Not everyone is as fortunate as Anton to be personally mentored by Professor Dumbledore.

And this magic spell class also prepared a perfect teaching aid.

- Anthony Weasley.

A chair was deformed and turned into a tree with the thickness of an arm and a height of three meters. A cute child was hung on the horizontal branches of the tree with ropes.

"Grind and hooray!"

"George Weasley, where is your happy mood?" Dumbledore looked serious. "When you release the spell, you should be filled with joy in your heart. Come again!"

George swallowed his saliva and shrugged helplessly at Anton, "grinning and hooray!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"Very good!" Dumbledore nodded with satisfaction, "Next!"

"Harry, don't hesitate when chanting the spell."

"Neville, great, you've become so good before you know it."

Neville glanced at Dumbledore with some fear, but was still about to say something, but Dumbledore's eyes narrowed, and he hurried away in fright.

"Next, Hermione!"

Anton felt that he was about to be broken. He laughed so hard that he was shaking in the air, and he wanted to die.

I don't know how long it took.

Maybe a year.

Maybe ten thousand years.

Who knows.

Anyway, finally all the little wizards successfully released this spell and left satisfied.

"Reflect on it." Dumbledore turned away with a smirk.

"Hahahaha..." Anton just smiled at him.

"Ha..." Anton finally stopped laughing. He opened and closed his mouth, feeling that he was about to laugh.

Suddenly, a magic spell patted him lightly, and his whole body shivered from the cold. Anton was surprised to find that he had recovered.

Professor McGonagall looked at Anton with a smile, "Actually, I think last night was an interesting event, but you obviously angered Dumbledore. It's rare for him to look like this."

She had planned to put Anton down, but saw Snape approach from a distance, smiled slightly, and turned away.

Oh, this gentle Professor McGonagall, was going to leave Anton down to Snape.

Anton grinned and was about to greet his dean, "Oh~ Dean..."

"Grind and hooray!"

"Grind hula la! x10086."

Snape waved his wand frantically, spell after spell.

"!!!" Anton laughed wildly again, God, Snape really deserves to be a professor, this magic spell is really powerful, much stronger than that of a little wizard.

pat.

A metal mechanical ball fell from his collar and rolled gently in front of Snape.

Snape bent down and picked it up, looking at the time ruler on the mechanical ball suspiciously, "This is?"

"Hahaha, a craft, professor, hahahaha..."

"No!" Snape watched with interest. "This is a time-turner, although it's different from anything I've ever seen..."

"Minutes, hours, days..." Snape suddenly widened his eyes, "Years?"

He stared at Anton closely, "Nian?"

"Yeah, it could be decades ago, hahaha."

"Really?" Snape's face became a little weird, and he held the time-turner tightly, his whole body was shaking, "Decades ago..."

"I've never seen a time-turner that can travel so far in time..."

Snape stared at Anton, "Leave this thing here first!"

With a flick of his wand, Anton's laughter finally stopped.

"Professor, that's mine!"

However, Lao Si ignored him at all, and walked forward in a panic, almost hitting the wall.

Gan!

Shouldn't Snape be looking for Lily?

"Professor! That's mine! Don't..."

Just then, Lockhart came over, "Anton, last night was so funny, I've never laughed like this."

He looked left and right, leaned over and whispered, "Although I've won the Witcher Weekly Award for Most Charming Smile five times, it's only this time that I'm really smiling from the heart, which makes me feel good."

Anton looked at Snape's back anxiously, "Professor, can you put me down?"

Lockhart smiled brightly, "Of course!"

He took out his wand and looked up and down the tree on which Anton was hanging, "Transfiguration, I have a way to deal with it."

"The strange appearance is back to its original state!"

call out!

The curse light lit up.

"!!!" The trees became twisted and bounced like noodles, rolling up Anton firmly and turning it into wood again.

"Oh!" Anton was completely stuck at this time. He looked at Lockhart blankly, full of remorse, for Mao, for Mao to find this guy for help!

I hate it~~~

In this way, the whole afternoon seems very long...

It's a long afternoon...

The whole dinner time is also very long...

He could only watch others eating and drinking, watching the twins make funny moves beside him, and asked the first-year freshman Colin to hold a magic camera to take a group photo of them that was extremely 'memorial' .

oh~

Listening to everyone's whispering and snickering, Anton just wanted to die!

Dumbledore looked at Anton in surprise, then glanced at the strangely twisted branch, "I thought at least one person would choose to put you down."

What Anton can do, he can only smile.

McGonagall and Flitwick looked at each other in amazement, their eyes full of surprise - I thought you would put him down? you have not? do you think i have?

Oh, even if you don't mention the two of them, at least Snape, who is cold-hearted and takes good care of his own students, will be, or Quirrell...

Quirrell froze when everyone looked over. He scratched his head in embarrassment, "Haha, how could I put him down? This is a challenge to Professor Dumbledore's authority."

At this moment, Slytherin's prefect Fane rushed into the auditorium with a look of horror, "Professor Snape... He was petrified too!"

Immediately, the entire auditorium fell silent.

Dumbledore frowned, his fingers moved lightly, and the tree returned to a wooden chair, "The prefects take the students back to the dormitory, and the professors come with me."

He looked back at Anton, "You follow along too."

The group walked hurriedly to Snape's office, and saw Snape sitting behind the desk, with a weird smile on his face and flying hair.

The whole person presents a luster of stone texture.

"This is not the petrification of the Basilisk!" Dumbledore said solemnly.

Pull out a wand that resembles a string of candied haws, "Petrification release!"

"All curses end!"

"Negative removal!"

Yes, Dumbledore, McGonagall, Flitwick, the three of them tried every means, but there was no way to get rid of it!

This is simply unimaginable, knowing that these three are already standing in the extremely high field of the wizarding world.

"Trouble..." Dumbledore pursed his lips.

He turned to look at Anton who was sneaking by the door, "You seem to have something to say."

"Um."

There was no more joking expression on Anton's face. With a serious face, he took a deep breath and walked over.

Reaching out his hand and approaching Snape, his eyes glowed eerily.

For a long time, he looked complicated, "The curse of time!"

"Those who fool time are often fooled by time."

What a familiar scene, the story of Pedro and the Vorkanova witch, the countless terrible cases in Pedro's mind...

"If I'm not mistaken, Professor Snape used the time-turner to go back decades in an attempt to change something..."

"Impossible~www.mtlnovel.com~ Professor McGonagall exclaimed, "The time switch can only go back a few hours. "

Professor Flitwick shook his head, "This is just the effect of the preserved time converter. In fact, the ancient fairies' exploration of time is not so simple."

Dumbledore nodded and looked at Anton, "If anyone still retains the technology of the time converter, it may be Pedro, the only wise man alive in the goblin family."

He took off his eyes and rubbed the bridge of his nose with a headache. "Then, Anton, can you explain to me why there is such a time-turner in my school that violates the laws of the Ministry of Magic?"

Anton quietly moved behind Professor McGonagall and grinned, "Haha, this..."

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