Chapter 182 The Wreck of Happy Tom

"I think we need to sit down and have a good talk, maybe this weekend." Coming out of Dumbledore's office, Professor McGonagall looked at Anton with a smile.

Anton nodded seriously, "Okay, Professor."

After making an appointment, Professor McGonagall left in a hurry.

Not only does she have to take care of her own Gryffindor house, but she also has to take care of school affairs. For example, in the current situation, Draco and Goyle were petrified, and Caraboo was corroded by an unknown potion that all the internal organs in the abdominal cavity were corroded.

Yes, when Draco cried and said 'he's dead', Goyle was petrified.

Fortunately Madam Pomfrey claimed that these were minor injuries.

Crabbe will need two months in the ward to recuperate.

Draco and Goyle can be discharged from the hospital immediately after drinking the potion. The only problem is that the mandrake needed for the potion is not yet mature, which requires patience.

After McGonagall visited the ward, she still needed to confirm with Professor Sprout the exact time when the Mandrake matured, so as to deal with the accountability of the parents.

"Don't tell other people about the information he showed up."

Anton turned around in astonishment, and found that it was his headmaster, Snape, beckoning himself with a look of 'you know who I'm talking about'.

"got it."

Snape sneered, and put his hand on Anton's shoulder, "Don't be so light-hearted. After all, you are younger, and you have mastered some good abilities, so you can't help showing them off stupidly. If you remember yourself From your own performance in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, you should know that most people will think of petrification as your problem immediately."

"Since we could hang them on wall lamps before, it's not normal to petrify them now, right?"

"When the time comes, when you face everyone's gossip, it won't be as easy as you promised now."

Anton frowned, and found that what his head reminded was really possible, "Professor, you know me, if I want to take action, they won't have the opportunity to lie in the school infirmary."

"!!!"

The corner of Snape's mouth twitched, "Draco is petrified, Lucius will definitely come to school soon, I hope you can still be so stubborn when facing him."

"Lucius..." Anton froze for a moment.

"Yes." The corners of Snape's mouth curled up, and he patted Anton's shoulder lightly, "I won't talk to you, I just want you to experience it, what is the virtue of humility, what is the virtue of humility? The undrawn knife is the most dangerous."

"Through this incident, engrave this truth in your heart."

Anton didn't know what to think of, and chuckled lightly.

"Oh~ Dean, no, Lucius doesn't dare to get angry with me."

"???"

At this moment, Snape took a sharp breath, his hand on Anton's shoulder retracted like an electric shock, and grabbed the arm of his left hand.

"The Dark Mark..." His voice was low, and he looked at Anton in astonishment.

"It's still useful, isn't it?" Anton raised his eyebrows.

Snape didn't know what to think of, and sneered, "Yes, as long as you want, you can call the Death Eaters here at any time, and let the ambush Ministry of Magic Aurors send them all to prison."

Anton just pursed his lips and shook his head, "That's the enemy of all the Death Eaters, as long as even one escapes, it's a nightmare."

"Very well, I still have a clear head and know what I can and cannot do."

After all, Snape didn't let Anton face Lucius, and took the matter by himself.

Anton didn't know how Snape did it.

It's just that Lucius could be seen from a distance leaving the school angrily, cursing, but extremely helplessly.

In general, the matter went like this.

Maybe other classmates might secretly speculate whether Anton did something to some of his roommates.

But thanks to the prestige accumulated last year, no one dared to say anything in person.

Anton doesn't care if others gossip, he has too many things to do.

For example, he has to help Professor Lockhart correct homework and reply to fans' letters. As a reward, the relaxed Lockhart will always explain some ingenious applications of the Oblivion Curse.

Sometimes I also talk about my great past events that are not known to others.

But what Anton didn't expect was that what he learned most from Lockhart's side was literature class.

"A story is a story. No matter how thrilling and exciting it is, it needs to be expressed in words. Otherwise, it will be dry and no one will read it. Let alone become a bestseller."

Lockhart unceremoniously instructed Anton to help him sort out the manuscript of the next book, and then pointed out various techniques, "Here, pay attention to this, if you find anything, we can add a description of my handsome smile here, It helps to impress the reader that I've won Witch Weekly's Most Charming Smile award five times..."

Anton's small face was wrinkled, "Professor, have you ever thought that if you are more humble, more people may like you."

"No, no, no!" Lockhart raised his finger and shook, "You can't make everyone like you."

He picked up the teapot and added some black tea to Anton's water cup, poured himself another cup, took a sip, and then looked at Anton seriously, "We should always be in awe."

"???" Anton looked at him blankly.

Is this sentence related to the topic just now?

Lockhart sighed, "Yes, don't be fooled by the current scenery, we should remain in awe, we should remain humble, we must know..."

"Fame, prestige, scenery, the easier it is to come, the easier it is to disappear."

"If my fans can't clearly remember my perfect smile, they will easily forget me." Lockhart looked at the manuscript on the table, "As long as a book is not finished, they will think that I No more good stories can be written, and they turn away to meet another best-selling author."

Lockhart smiled handsomely, with bulingbuling white teeth, bent his index and middle fingers, and made a stepping motion.

"Life is a mountain climbing competition. We have to keep climbing, keep climbing until we can't climb anymore. That place is the highest place we can climb."

"So I can't stop walking, as long as I can catch my breath, I just gritted my teeth and continued to climb."

"I can't accept it, and that's the end of my life."

Anton stared blankly at Lockhart, "You must be too tired to live like this."

Lockhart shrugged, "I enjoyed it."

Anton could vaguely feel the helplessness that Professor Lockhart didn't say, that he was the same as himself in his previous life, but he was actually just an ordinary person.

Relying on his handsome appearance, Lockhart began to frantically collect stories, write them into books, and manage for his own reputation.

Maybe it was the favor of the goddess of luck, and he became popular.

So, he started chasing fame crazily, looking for stories from the corners of the wizarding world, snatching them to package his image, so as to maintain his popularity, and doing whatever he could.

He didn't dare to stop, afraid that after he stopped, the lucky thing of becoming famous would be gone.

Then, as an ordinary person, can he hope to be lucky again?

Grab the only chance in life, then run all the way.

As for why Anton knew so much, it was based on the principle of the 'Forgetting Curse' and the principle of the goblin's exploration of memory, quietly observing the professor.

Thanks to the help of the old Horcrux, Anton easily opened all three eyes magically without showing any traces.

Lockhart is pure, pure and lovely.

But he is also a bad person, purely bad, he absorbs the wisdom of others, and he no longer has any thoughts about the moral bottom line.

This is not to whitewash Lockhart, but to make one point—Anton is doing exactly the same thing.

Pure and evil.

The only difference, Anton is to study magic, he has never paid much attention to reputation.

Lockhart's purity made him extremely good at the 'Forgetting Curse' that he had to master.

And Anton's fascination with magic, something that didn't exist in his previous life, also made him extremely good at various eye spells for observing magic.

Purely an interesting topic.

Lockhart is pure, Harry Potter is pure, and Snape is also pure. This kind of purity brings powerful benefits to wizards and allows them to walk on the road of strength.

It's like Voldemort's so-called knife to his soul to cut off love, then all hatred will become pure, which will give the "Death Curse" that completely wipes out life, the "Fierce Fire Curse" that burns everything, etc., provide Excellent talent.

But it is this purity that reduces the complexity of being a human being. When the purity changes, that is when the talent is lost.

After losing his reputation, Lockhart's Oblivion Curse will definitely not be as powerful as it is now. After losing his faith, Snape also lost his talent for magic. In the same way, after the Armageddon kills Voldemort, Harry Potter's disarming spell will definitely become stagnant.

This is an interesting prediction.

Of course, a complete and complex soul will bring more possibilities, such as Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

But how many such amazing people are there in the world?

"purely……"

After Anton returned to the dormitory, he released Lao Fu's Horcrux.

Oh, in fact, the Horcrux has been shattered, and the soul of Voldemort inside is dead, so maybe it should be called differently.

Anton rubbed his chin, "Let's call it 'Tom's Wreck'."

His roommates have all moved to the school infirmary, and now he is alone, and there is no need to go to the underground of the hut for research.

Waving the wand, "Forget nothing!"

The radiance of the curse permeates.

The boiling emotions on Tom's wreckage are being extinguished little by little, and at the same time, the terrifying magic power is also disappearing little by little, as if it never existed.

Carved little by little.

In the end, Tom's wreckage was filled with nothing but joy.

Oh~ Of course, Voldemort is in a happy mood. He's just out of love, not all positive emotions are gone.

He can also let out an ugly laugh of "Hey hey hey~".

"finished."

Anton looked at the wreckage of Tom with only a single emotion, and rubbed his hands.

"In this case, let's try the effect on the spell."

He raised his arms and waved his wand.

Which spell is better to try? There are spells about happiness.

Call God to protect? Oh, this is actually not so fitting. Invoking the Guardian is not actually a happy emotion. It is essentially a magic spell for inner happiness perception. It is only if this description is too philosophical and difficult to learn, it is described as requiring a happy emotion.

But it is also because of this stupid change that it is difficult for most people to learn to call God to protect, and it doesn't get the point.

"Then, give a tickle curse."

This spell is the content of the second-grade spell class, and it can make the other party laugh so much that they lose their combat effectiveness.

Cooperating with the dancing spells that were relearned completely in the second grade, they are simply two perfect partners for the duel atmosphere group.

Wave your wand.

Tom Wreckage behind him raised his wand simultaneously.

"Grin ho la la!"

call out!

For just a moment, Anton seemed to feel his whole body buzzing, it was no longer the light of a spell, but the light that occupied the whole screen.

It seems that the breath of magic spell is everywhere.

It gushed out from the gap in the bedroom door, and rushed all the way to every corner of the Hogwarts castle.

In just an instant, countless spell rays shot out into the night from all the windows, corridors, and cracks in the stones of the castle.