The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts Chapter 258

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Speaking of eating...

Hey, it's a coincidence that Anton of Mandrakes happened to really eat it.

When practicing Animagus, it was necessary to contain mandrake leaves. Anton chewed and swallowed a few pieces at first. The taste...

Not so good.

He also took a bite of the rhizome, and the taste was even more bitter and astringent, with an inexplicable sour taste.

But this stuff is a big supplement for men.

To be precise, even the non-magical version of the mandrake in the Muggle world has always had the reputation of "helping men and women live" in the Middle Ages.

And this thing is hallucinogenic. It is conceivable how much wizards who have not yet systematically explored their way forward in ancient times liked this herb.

Of course, Anton was only a second grader at the magic school, and this herb was not suitable for him.

With the in-depth research, Anton found that this thing definitely has a great effect on the soul.

There is very little research on the soul side of the modern potion system, and most of the few extremely biased prescriptions are improved from ancient potions.

It's not that the modern times are inferior to the ancient times, but that the ancient wizards liked this kind of inexplicable thing for a long time, but no one has studied it in modern times.

social environment pot.

Research in the field of academic and scientific research is often concentrated in a small group of people, and there is an obvious teacher-student inheritance.

Yes, even with modern technology, a lot of the time.

Not to mention magic, which is difficult to figure out the principle, and can only be inherited by experience.

Master-disciple inheritance is prone to problems.

A certain apprentice dies, or the apprentice is unwilling to learn a certain aspect of knowledge, anyway, the final result is that the potions in the soul domain are no longer being studied by master potions.

For example, Snape, he was reluctant to spend time on this.

Some potions that touch the soul are not classified into the soul category, such as 'Emotion Potion', which is the most effective type of love potion.

It creates a strong sense of obsession.

Anton felt that this thing was a 'customized version' of the Imperius Curse, and Mandrakes could definitely improve the formula.

More directly to the soul, the effect is absolutely leveraged.

Although Anton has no interest in improving the formula of 'Love Agent'.

The light and shadow recording spell created lines, patterns and dark green cracks of different colors around him, and Anton quickly recorded the magical images belonging to the mandrakes.

There are many pieces to be recorded.

Buried in the soil to break through, pulling out of the soil to cry, the seedling form with only a fainting effect, the growth stage form with a deadly cry...

There is also the one that Rozier helped to buy before to practice the mature form of Animagus.

With the in-depth study of magic images, ordinary magic images can no longer satisfy Anton's research, and he needs to think more deeply about the nature of this magical creature.

Look for change.

And this will allow him to obtain the instinctive magic of this animal when he simulates the mandrake with the 'bionic spell'.

His previous simulations just stayed on shape and basic abilities, not deep enough.

"Every step is difficult." Anton sighed, "It seems that the more detailed magic image of the werewolf will also be redrawn."

There is also the magic node similar to the 'switch' of the Yalong species, which is also something he must study.

Everything is a big project.

Coming out of the greenhouse, Anton walked to the castle alone.

Hannah and Neville were left behind by Professor Sprout, who planned to teach these two gifted children a small lesson.

George and Fred ran to the school library excitedly with the note signed by the professor. Professor Sprout knew that they had specially recommended a useful book after researching the velvet.

As for Anton's harvest, he got a rhizome branch trimmed from mandrakes. Anton wraps it in moist semi-dry soil and drips three drops of the medicinal solution made of radicchio to maintain the activity of the herb. This is what Snape taught.

If this rhizome is nurtured patiently, there is a chance to re-grow a mandrake.

But it is particularly troublesome, and now the weather is getting colder, it is not the best time to cultivate new plants of mandrakes, it will easily not survive this winter.

Going up the stone steps next to the auditorium, Anton intends to go to Lupin to discuss redrawing a more three-dimensional image of werewolf magic.

At this moment, a shrill and eerie cry came from the corridor in the distance.

Anton frowned, the voice was a bit like Filch's cat, Mrs. Norris.

Relying on Filch's backing, this human cat has always looked arrogant, and this kind of cry is rare.

Lonely and sad.

Also inexplicably fearful.

Anton sighed, and after thinking about it, he still walked over to have a look.

Filch…

No matter how this person is, it is estimated that there are not a few days to live. He was possessed by Voldemort's body remnant and the diary Horcrux twice, and the power of the basilisk was propped into the body. Even normal wizards can't stand this. Destruction.

Turning around an intersection, it suddenly became noisy.

Mrs. Norris hid in the shadows under a pair of armor, calling out pitifully, revealing only two green cat eyes.

As if expecting a tall figure to appear suddenly.

In front of the armor, two waves of people are facing each other.

Harry Potter and Ron, Hermione, and Seamus stood in front of the armor, opposite Draco and Goyle, Crabbe, Pansy, and a little boy whose name Anton couldn't remember. attendant.

"Harry~Potter!" Draco looked at him coldly, "If you don't let go, I'll teach you a lesson."

Harry pulled out his wand and glared back, "Malfoy, you're not going to hurt this cat!"

oh~

To be honest, Anton thought Harry's expression was too sarcastic, the kind of eyes that were always firm, always righteous, and always felt like he was doing the right thing.

As if to say—you evil Slytherin, you bad guy.

Draco was clearly angry, and he waved his wand, "Oolong out of the hole!"

The curse light lit up, and a black snake swam forward quickly.

Anton raised his brows, this spell is a spell that only fourth-grade wizards can master. Although the difficulty was not great for him, Draco was able to master it proficiently.

Oolong out of the hole is regarded as a summoning spell in the magic classification, and is generally classified as a metamorphosis.

Oh yes.

Anton looked at Draco with interest. If you look at this person without some filters, it seems that this is a person whose talent is not inferior to that of George and Fred.

First of all, he has a broomstick driving skill that is slightly inferior to that of Harry Potter, but only slightly inferior.

He is also very talented in learning. He was one of the 12 high scorers in the same grade O.W.L exam. He was a prefect in school and focused on the field of alchemy after graduation.

There is also Occlumency. In the original book, Draco and Bella learned this difficult magic, mastering it faster and better than Harry Potter. Not even Snape could see through him.

Finally, Draco repaired the Vanishing Cabinet himself.

The power of the new generation, Anton smiled and looked at them one by one, Crabbe, who could unleash the difficult black magic of 'fierce fire', Harry Potter, who was so powerful that he could fight against Voldemort, and the almighty scholar. Hermione…

They are all very good seedlings. It's a pity that they don't do business every day.

Especially Harry Potter, in the original work, he also mastered high-end spells such as God's Guard, Occlumency, Flying Spell and so on. The only problem is that these spells are passively learned, if not forced, he may only have the simplest disarming spell.

A complete waste of talent.

Just then, Harry Potter moved, hissing at the snake.

The snake seemed to understand what he said, turned its head to look at An Dong who was watching the lively not far away, bounced suddenly, turned into a phantom and charged towards An Dong.

Everyone was screaming.

But I saw Anton raised his arm gracefully and waved his wand gently.

"Split up!"

The black snake's head seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand. It quickly twisted and twisted, pulling out the snake's body and throwing it far away.

Bang!

The black snake exploded in mid-air, disappearing into streaks of light.

"Parseltongue?" Anton looked at Harry with a smile, his right eye filled with a weird multicolored vortex.

Just in the vision of the magic eye, he was surprised to find that the so-called 'Parseltongue' is very similar to the mandrake's cry, which is a magical effect where magic power and sound react magically together.

It's not just learning how to speak and pronounce snakes, but a spell with some kind of magical S-shaped magic image.

"Harry, you are Parseltongue, you evil Gryffindor!"

Harry Potter's eyes widened to refute, but everyone looked at him in panic, even his best friend Ron quietly took a half step back.

Chapter end