Chapter 142 The Dark Lord's Call

Twins always have so much fun.

Neville is also very funny, with that kind of dumbfounded expression, combined with Hannah who has a very low smile, there are always so many laughter in the cabin.

Anton usually goes to the restricted area of ​​the library to borrow books, and reads quietly on the sofa on the second floor.

I have to say that the tea and coffee brought by Hannah are very good.

The snacks the twins packed from the school kitchen were also great.

In this way, Anton spent two soothing and peaceful months.

Dumbledore's teaching is still so high-level, Snape's private teaching lessons have changed from theoretical lessons to simultaneous theory and experiment courses, and recently, Lao Si began to explain the "developing potion", which is a way to make photos move potion.

Neville heard from Harry that the unicorn in the Forbidden Forest had been killed, so he said "I believe in you!" to Anton very firmly and forcefully.

Simple and sincere.

The final exam came quietly like this.

In fact, there is nothing to say. The written test was held in a large classroom that was uncomfortably hot. The teachers gave them new quills specially used for the test, and they all read the spell to prevent cheating.

Professor Flitwick told them to go into the room one by one to see if they could get a pineapple to tap dance across a desk.

Professor McGonagall watched as they turned a mouse into a snuffbox - the more elegant the box, the higher the points; points were deducted if the mouse's whiskers were still on the box.

The Potions exam is to make a potion of forgetting.

...

In this way, the one-semester course ended quietly.

At this time, the little wizard has not yet had a holiday, and the exam results will be released a week later. Then, on the night before the Hogwarts train leaves for London Station, there will be a farewell party, also called the "end-of-semester dinner".

The day after the exam is over is the happiest and most relaxing time for all little wizards.

No classes, no need to go home yet, just play to your heart's content.

There is carnival excitement everywhere.

The shore of the Black Lake, the school cafeteria, the dormitory common room, the Quidditch pitch...

There are noisy figures of little wizards everywhere.

Due to the increasing number of rune snakes recently, the hut has recently developed a snake ring similar to a dog ring, which can help little wizards catch rune snakes and keep them as pets.

Looking for rune snakes as pets has become the greatest joy for little wizards.

Neville didn't like rune snakes, and his pet toads were terrified, and if Neville caught them, they were taken to the hut for extra meals.

This kid has developed an extraordinary culinary skill at Hogwarts.

Great.

Everyone loves Neville's snake soup, especially Hannah.

Anton did not participate in the party held by the twins. He sat quietly by himself under a big rock by the black lake, waiting patiently.

Night fell quietly.

The lights at Hogwarts also changed from incandescent to warm yellow, and everything became quiet.

The only sound left was the flapping of the owl's wings.

A note fell gently into Anton's palm—come quickly!

"Oh~"

He lightly tidied his clothes, checked the positions of the two spare wands, and took out the wand from the inner pocket of the wizard robe to wipe it.

Anton pursed his lips, and walked towards Hogwarts Castle step by step.

"Anthony Weasley..." Old V's voice came from Quirrell's hat.

The voice was inexplicably excited, vaguely falsely strong and weak, and the tone became extremely sharp.

Under the vision of the wizard's eyes, Quirrell's whole body was almost cracked, and the whole body was covered with dark green cracks, as if it would be broken into slag with a light touch.

This silly boy still had a proud and yearning look on his face, probably because he was thinking about his own wonderful life after the Dark Lord was resurrected.

"Can I trust you?" Voldemort asked quietly.

"Yes!" Anton said firmly, "I told you when Dumbledore would put the Philosopher's Stone in that mirror, and I also learned from Professor Snape the magic trick of walking through flames." The medicine formula, or I prepared the letter from the Ministry of Magic to transfer Dumbledore from the school."

"You can always trust your students."

"very good……"

"Then let me see, what have you learned during the year I taught you!"

"You lead the way, bring Quirrell to that mirror!"

Quirrell moved his mouth, and finally sighed weakly. What he could do was all prepared by him, and he was working hard. In the end, the master only wanted this student to do it.

His contribution has been weakened invisibly.

This makes him not look like the hero who resurrected his master, but a dispensable husky sled, which is only used as a vehicle.

He put his life, his savings, his future, and everything on the gambling table!

His heart was full of grievances, anger, and hatred, and he wished that Anton would die in a certain level after a while.

Anton just glanced at Quirrell coldly, "It's not difficult for me, unless someone does not help."

"You!" Quirrell's face twisted, and he pulled out his wand instantly.

"Talk...he'll be nice, won't he, Quirinus Quirrell?"

God knows how Quirrell endured it, he smiled distortedly, and smiled forcefully, and gently inserted the wand back into the pocket of the wizard robe, "Of course...Of course, my master."

"very good……"

"Then let's go."

Anton nodded slightly, and when he turned his body, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up. He tightened the wand in his hand, took a deep breath, and walked gently towards the outside of the office.

The wall lights in the castle corridor were half off, which meant that the little wizards had returned to their dormitories for an hour.

At this time, apart from Filch and the cat, Hogwarts was so quiet that only ghosts wandered around.

As the two walked, the soles of their shoes rustled on the stone floor, echoing in the empty corridor.

A medicine bottle floated from Anton's messenger bag, and the medicine floated out, turning into a cloud of water mist in mid-air.

The mist is like a huge spirit snake, swimming in the corridor.

Everyone in the photo frame yawned together, and everyone fell asleep.

Another bottle was opened, and a boxy candy-sized pill fell to the ground, rolling with the ground without making any sound.

Filch's cat, Mrs. Norris let out an exclamation full of disgust in the distance, and ran quickly.

Filch could still be faintly heard limping after him, "Did you find something? Hahaha, little wizard, I'm going to catch you!"

Ron's mouse was chased by other little wizard's pet cats again, and passed Anton's side.

"Damned!"

Paji.

The mouse rolled down at Quirrell's feet.

Quirrell took a step aside in disgust.

The cat ran over quickly, picked up the mouse, glanced at Quirrell, and quickly ran deep into the castle.

In this way, he arrived at the corridor on the fourth floor, the door of the secret room, unimpeded all the way.

"Alahoo hole is open!"

Slap.

The wooden door opened slowly.

The whining sound of a large dog could be faintly heard from inside the door.