Chapter 205 Free Days People

this world……

It seems to be collapsing.

At least it wasn't the "Harry Potter" story in Anton's memory. Everyone seemed crazy, and everyone was eager to destroy the status quo.

What is wrong with this world!

Well, Anton knew, it was him, it was him. His arrival made everything different.

He made a Horcrux for Voldemort, which caused Tom's diary Horcrux to obtain the complete memory of Lao Voldemort, directly evolving from a child's thinking to a veteran of the rivers and lakes.

He ruined Dumbledore's heart that planned to wait for death quietly and gradually withered, but he also made the old man escape.

He also brought along a time-turner that could travel through decades, allowing Snape to be stuck in time.

how to say.

Anton felt that since it was caused by himself, it was necessary to find a way to restore it all. Although he doesn't care about some things very much, he also feels that he must take some responsibility for causing trouble to the world.

in addition……

He frowned, "I feel a little exciting for some reason."

"Quack quack..."

The sky is gloomy, looking into the distance, there are flashes of lightning from time to time. At such a dark moment, even the Black Lake became quiet.

"Come on, pretentious, anyway, I have a lot of time..."

Humming a weird little tune, Anton walked briskly towards the Forbidden Forest.

He has mastered some advanced abilities, and even made a cheat with a little side effect, but after all, he is still just a little wizard at the beginning of entry.

Yes, he has a certainty in his heart.

Can he beat Dumbledore? Or could he beat Voldemort? Still wondering if there is a resurrected Tom Riddle and his basilisk?

A wizard is a god, and the soul forges strength.

Anton's strength is actually not that strong. In comparison, it may be almost the gap between Lockhart and Snape.

Lockhart engaged in a sneak attack, and an Oblivion Curse might bring Snape down, but if the two sides are on guard against each other, Lockhart is really not enough.

With one move, Shenfeng Wuying, directly turned into two Lockharts.

But in terms of spiritual power, Voldemort cut off his own love, Dumbledore was tortured by his sister's death for more than 90 years, and he was imprisoned in Hogwarts Castle.

so...

"Find someone who is stronger and completely change the poker table."

Passing through the Forbidden Forest, walking deep along the forest path next to Hagrid's hut, it didn't take long to come to a corner that was obviously darker and more secluded than other places.

He opened the snuff box given to him by his teacher Quirrell, took out a sealed bag from it, and gently opened it.

The smell of blood filled the air...

A piece of pork with blood, attached to the bone, this is the favorite of Elephant Vine.

There was only a strange and shrill cry, and a strange-looking horse-shaped animal ran out of the gloom.

A dark body, a skinny horse body, and a head like a dragon's head, covered with black mane.

As he walked, the huge bat wings stretched.

It was Hagrid's captive Thestral, responsible for pulling Hogwarts carriages, and ranked 4X in the Ministry of Magic's magical animal danger level.

Thestrals lowered their heads, and there was only a pale color in their eye sockets, reflecting Anton's smiling face.

"Eat, take me somewhere after eating."

Thestrals rubbed their cheeks in Anton's raised palm, lowered their heads and sniffed at the piece of bloody pork, and let out a cheerful and weird cry.

It opened its mouth, revealing a mouthful of fangs, easily crushing the thick bones.

"It's a long way from where we're going, so you should be full."

Thestrals have the same talent of knowing the way as owls, as long as they are told the destination, they can easily lead the wizard to the destination.

And they are extremely fast, faster than a Firebolt.

Anton didn't know of any better means of transportation than thestrals unless he used apparation.

Finally, with enough wine and food, it's time to work.

Anton turned over, pulled out his wand, and laughed, "Target, Austria, Nurmengard!"

From Hogwarts Castle in the Scottish Highlands in the northernmost part of the UK, all the way south, across the entire UK, through Belgium, France, Germany, and finally Austria.

Anton was already looking forward to this instant trip.

Turn over the table, as if he can't do it.

He believed that as long as Grindelwald was brought out, Lao Deng would never be able to make any demons, and the combination of these two, even two Voldemorts, would not be enough to play.

As for the emergence of such a devil, will it bring any changes to the world.

"Quack quack..."

"None of my business!"

"I'm only in charge of lighting the fire!"

Wuhu~

take off~

Let's wave~

It's amazing to travel across European countries!

“Wuhu~~~~”

Facing the strong wind and waves, Anton waved his wand, and a cloud of mist filled him and the Thestrals.

As long as they don't show their bodies, the Muggles won't find out, and the Ministry of Magic has no way to hold him accountable if they don't find out who is riding the Thestrals.

In this regard, Anton had studied the Ministry of Magic's law full of mistakes and omissions long ago.

As for the Muggles photographing such a strange cloud with extremely fast speed.

Haha, the same sentence, never mind.

I believe there will be experts who will come out to prove what a miraculous natural phenomenon it is.

It was a little bumpy at first, but gradually Anton got used to this wonderful flying speed, and even started to shout in the sky.

It was very pleasant to shout.

Presumptuousness, just play, this is Dumbledore's teaching, capable people, just do whatever they want, right?

Looking down from a high altitude, the high-rise buildings in the city are brightly lit.

Street lights on both sides of the road converge into a river, and sparse vehicles pass through the road.

Speeding all the way, Anton can clearly feel the differences between different countries, different cities, and different villages. That kind of magical experience is very interesting.

Two thousand years of Europe, hehe...

Sometimes he would also meet wizards traveling on broomsticks, under the Disillusionment Charm, through the clouds.

You will also see giant camps where wizards help to strengthen the secrecy of the spell. Those huge guys live only a mountain away from the human village.

Anton miraculously discovered that every time he flies recklessly and freely, he will always have a deeper understanding of the floating spell.

This is an emotional magic loaded with freedom, flight, ease and ease.

He suddenly had such a realization in his heart.

"So, have I been going in the wrong direction?"

"I always think about how to use the Levitation Curse as a means of attack, but in the end it doesn't make any progress?"

Thinking about it carefully, the highlight moment when he cast the levitating spell was the first time he was a beginner, making a chair levitate. At that time, he was obsessed with magic, a magical power that he didn't have in his previous life.

The second time was to help Anna put the eight-meter-high practical converter machine into the suitcase.

The third time was to help Neville find the memory ball.

"I have been researching how to turn it into a suitable attack method, but I have not researched anything."

There are similar things.

"A figure that can move."

This trick has never made any progress. Ever since he integrated Dumbledore's "Guardian Knight Curse" with the help of Professor Voldemort, Anton has never considered using it.

It's as if the initial love for "moving figures" has become a bit dull.

The fondness for calling this spell a 'moving figure', gone.

The same thing applies to the Sunshine Bread Curse, which has not been so ideal in the research progress of turning it into an attack method.

The successive stagnation of research made Anton feel that his qualifications were actually mediocre.

But it just took advantage of having so few good teachers.

Anton suddenly thought of going home this time. At night, Lu Ping pulled himself to talk about the truth of life earnestly.

He wasn't really interested in listening, after all Lupine wasn't doing too well himself.

Just because Lupine really cared about his own growth, he didn't show any impatience.

At that time, Lupine said, "The wizard's journey is a path of inward exploration. We have been pursuing the tranquility we desire in our hearts."

"Don't be affected by your experience, remember every touch of learning magic and every touch of life."

"Maybe you think it's enough to learn magic with the three of us, but Anton, no, the significance of entering a magic school is more than that."

Anton pursed his lips, and made a strange face on the Thestral's back.

"This gentle old man knows how to observe people's hearts better than a woman, hehe~"

"How did he get hold of my state of mind?"

"but……"

"Well, Uncle Lupine is right."

Anton was a little disappointed, a little relaxed, inexplicably and a little weird, "I'm not a warrior by nature. I thought I was going to be a big devil or a hero to save the world, but I want to be a life-saver?"

"Quack quack..."

"interesting!"

He stroked the Thestral's neck, "Oh~ my old buddy~, is your speed like this?"

Shh~

The Thestral's speed suddenly increased again.

"Wuhu~~" Anton raised his head and opened his hands, facing the strong wind, smiling like a fool.