Chapter 1045 Destiny (3) Add More, Thank the Leader of "There Is a Fish in the Sky" For the Reward

Old Gore's fleshy body was completely slumped on the sofa, with a dazed expression on his face, he no longer knew what to do, he had no idea at all.

Perhaps betraying the Malfoy family has been the biggest decision he has ever made in his life, or rather, he has hardly made any decisions in his life.

Malfoy has been helping Goyle think all along, hasn't he?

"Look at your stupid look!" Lucius looked at Old Goyle angrily, "Do one thing for me!"

"Okay." Old Gore nodded habitually.

"Get the Crabbe family out of the cell, take them out of here, and find Anton, now only Anton can provide you with shelter." As Lucius began to say this, floo fans The green flames filled the entire fireplace again, making his words a bit ethereal.

This is the means of preventing scouting in the hands of the Malfoy family, and old Goyle knows it.

Lucius has always been extremely cautious.

Old Goyle looked at Lucius struggling, "If... if I... I mean... I send the Crabbe family to Anton... I... can I come back?"

"Heh~" Lucius glared at him somewhat resentfully, "You will be executed when you come back, you idiot!"

"Oh." Old Gore nodded helplessly.

The flame in the fireplace gradually dissipated, with the final rhyme, Lucius' words came out of the fireplace lightly, but they hit Old Goyle's heart so hard.

"Stop having any illusions about the Dark Lord, you idiot, remember, you have no way out!"

"I know you can do it. It's not difficult for you to save a few people from the prison of the Magic Congress. Don't let me down..."

The flames completely dissipated, and the secret room returned to darkness.

Only Old Goyle was left sitting silently on the sofa, curled up into a ball weakly.

I don't know how long it took, but he stood up weakly. After all, he really couldn't figure out why there was no way out.

But Malfoy will definitely not lie to himself, the only thing he can do now seems to be to be obedient.

He looked at everything around him with some regret.

In order to follow the Dark Lord to this strange land, the Goyle family has completely sold off the assets accumulated by the Goyle family for thousands of years.

Although he brought him here to change to a more magnificent one, he only felt deeply distressed.

That is the glorious past of the Gower family.

But it's even more distressing now. If you want to flee to Anton with Crabbe, you won't be able to take everything here.

These……

How many chicken legs can I change? ! ! !

He decided, before he started to act, eat a few more chicken legs to make up for it!

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12 Grimmauld Place, London.

Sirius bought a building opposite his home through Lupine for his wife and children to live in, and he contributed here to become the latest secret headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix. (Chapter 827)

Everyone is in favor of setting up the headquarters here. After all, the neighbor next door is Anton's home. Neither Voldemort nor his minions will come near this place.

"Cursed by the god of love for stealing the 'magic of love'..."

"The wife was washed out of memory and left him..."

"My daughter fell in love with someone she shouldn't love..."

"The free romantic interstellar poet with the brightest smile?"

Dumbledore chanted the contents of the prophecy, tapping his fingers on the table unconsciously.

"Yes, when he cast the Fiercefire Curse against the Fiercefire with the magic of fate, there was still such a picture." Lupine pulled out his wand and waved it lightly at the wall in front of him.

Suddenly, a mist filled the air, and a picture appeared inside.

It was the burning Fiendflame, which constituted the picture of Voldemort sitting on the throne, which looked inexplicably desolate, bleak, and lonely.

"Tsk." Sirius clicked his tongue, and smiled gloatingly, "Everyone is betrayed!"

Kingsley and Professor McGonagall glanced at each other, then looked at Dumbledore, "We think there are two important points, the first is the direction of magic, Voldemort was obviously backlashed by the 'magic of love'. The second is the direction of prophecy Yes, we suspect that the person mentioned in the prophecy may not necessarily be Lockhart, but may also be Anton."

"Anton..." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows.

"Yes!" Kingsley looked at everyone with a serious face, "Maybe you have been in contact with Anton too often and lack a keen intuition about it."

"Among the information I collected in the past, Anthony Weasley has always been able to truly learn some abilities from his teacher."

"Be good at learning and be good at teaching."

"Lockhart is also his professor. I suspect that he has learned very good oblivion spell skills and writing skills from Lockhart, not to mention the word 'interstellar' mentioned in the prophecy. It's hard not to let me feel that Suspect."

"I think that the person mentioned in the prophecy is most likely Lockhart, but Anton cannot be ruled out."

Dumbledore listened to his narration in silence, nodded, and did not make a statement.

Dealing with things like fate is also his weakness.

Alas, fate...

As for the backlash of the "magic of love" mentioned in the prophecy, this is an angle he is good at dealing with.

"Hogwarts Institute of Magic, research on Horcruxes has encountered a problem..." Dumbledore murmured, but a smile appeared on his face, "The magic of love..."

"Maybe this is the inspiration that fate brings to us."

The magic of love, the Horcrux, once again because of the prophecy, because of the fate, they were placed in front of his eyes by such a coincidence.

Such a sense of déjà vu.

Wonderful!

In the meetings of the Order of the Phoenix, as long as Anton was mentioned, Lu Ping had always been silent. As long as the Order of the Phoenix did not consider targeting Anton, he would generally not stand up and express his opinion.

only……

Interstellar poet?

Oh, he didn't quite believe that Lockhart could write any verse, he would have written it long ago. Anton once mentioned this to him. The best-selling novelist's approach seems to be more inclined towards marketing and marketing writing, rather than going in a profound direction.

And because of Anton's in-depth study of the human heart, involving life, time, fate and all other profound magical fields, it seems that he is more likely to become a poet in the future.

After all, Anton is only a teenager now.

What if he finds writing poetry exciting and fun in the future?

Or... Lupine thought of "Grey Magic" for some reason, if Anton's poems were not written for the purpose of moaning and sighing, but for purposefully guiding some kind of magic rhythm like epic myth...

Who knows.

His expression couldn't help becoming weird.

Hey~

...

Anton looked at Goyle with a headache at the moment, flipped through the diagnosis on the small table next to the hospital bed, frowned and looked at Draco, "Can't he install magic eyeballs in his eye sockets?"

Magic eyeballs may be the earliest prosthetic limbs developed in the wizarding world. There have been researches on magic eyeballs since the earliest wizard civilization originated in the Mesopotamia.

Under the modern magic system, various functions have been introduced.

For example, the magic eye of Mad-Eye Moody has a magical see-through function, which can penetrate clothing, walls, and invisibility cloaks...

Or the magic props that Grindelwald made for Dumbledore, "Grindelwald's eyes", have the wonderful ability to spy into the depths of the soul.

Draco sighed, "Yes, the doctor said that it is not recommended to put something magical into Goyle's eye socket, otherwise there will be a terrible explosion, especially the eye socket is so close to the brain."

Anton smacked his lips and shrugged, "Okay."

"It's okay, Anton, Draco, I feel fine." Goyle looked particularly optimistic with a smile.

"But..." Draco looked sad, "Could it be that he won't be able to see anything for the rest of his life?"

"How can this be!"

Anton looked at Draco in disbelief, "We are wizards, these are small problems."

"!!!" Draco looked confused, "Small problem?"

"certainly!"

Anton thought for a while, the lake of mind was rippling, and all kinds of related memories he had learned and seen in the past jumped into his mind, and he had the answer in an instant.

"There is the simplest way, which Lockhart taught me when he was a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts." (Chapter 168)

"Crush the leaves of the mandrake, mix it with a little bit of your own saliva and the soil on the ground, stir it evenly and apply it behind your ears, and you can hear the shape of the world."

Draco resisted, "Spittle? Damn! Does this stuff really work?"

"The personal test works!" Anton stretched his arms in a loud voice. He relied on this trick to resist the shameless sneak attack on him by the diary Tom Riddle and the basilisk in the bathroom. (178 chapters)

"Really?" Goyle exclaimed excitedly, obviously, he didn't mind being blind so much.

"Merlin's beard!" Draco exclaimed, "I still find it hard to believe that someone like Lockhart taught you this method! Does he understand?"

Anton chuckled, "You can't underestimate anyone. As I said, magic is the power of the mind, and everyone's mind is equally great."

"Professor Lockhart..."

"I have learned a lot from him!"

"Wow~" Draco exclaimed exaggeratedly, and turned to look at Goyle in the wheelchair, "Why don't we try it now?"

"Okay!" Goyle, who was always used to foolishly following Malfoy's thoughts, nodded with a smile.

Thanks to the leader of "There is a fish in the sky" for the reward! (*￣︶￣)~