Chapter 212 The Curse of 'Seeing the Mind' (Addition 2)

"Yo, yo, shake it~~~"

The sound of the stereo exploded, and people made the sound of howling ghosts and wolves.

It's not in a bar, it's in a neighborhood.

And it's right next door to Anton.

"Oh~~~"

Anton stared blankly at the little cake in front of him, and pursed his lips.

This small cake was given by the neighbor next door. Two beautiful girls held the cake and said with apologetic faces that there will be a little noise tonight, but tonight, I hope they can be forgiven.

The cake is from a famous pastry shop, and a small one costs more than 300 yuan.

only……

Anton turned off the lights at home, turned on the lighter, and hummed the birthday song softly under the singing of "good luck, good luck" yelled by the girls next door.

"Happy birthday……"

Gently blow out the lighter.

Anton found a spoon, held the cake and sat on the office chair on the balcony, staring blankly at the Wanjia fireworks.

He was so envious of those girls next door, so many good friends, so happy.

His life seems to have been lonely all the time. From the orphanage where the weak preyed on the strong, to the more cruel workplace, he spent every minute and every second working hard and eager to change his life. He didn't set aside so much time to make friends.

Or, he doesn't know how to face others. He can always see the sins deep in other people's souls from various small details.

It was as if looking from the balcony, one of the crazy girls next door was smiling happily, and just now looked around, with a glint of complacency in his eyes.

"Oh, Xiaoxiao, you have been working for several years, why do you still live in this kind of crappy house?"

Anton helped her with her heartfelt voice.

Hehe~

Anton sneered.

to myself.

Why do you always think of others so badly, don't you see them happy? He even heard that girl was advising the other party's career, not nonsense, sincere words.

People's hearts are too complicated.

Anton pursed his lips, put the cake on the small table on the balcony, put on a windbreaker, and brought an umbrella.

There are still many pedestrians on the streets in rainy days, but they just become hurried.

Anton was as lonely as a dog.

He never hurts the meaning of life in Spring and Sad Autumn. Existence itself is meaning. he just felt...

This kind of life is too boring.

On the pattering rainy street, a man with clown paint on his face jumped up and down the street. He came to Anton and gestured twice to indicate that he was wearing short sleeves.

Flipping his fingers, a rose appeared on his hand.

"Wow~~~" Anton exclaimed.

The clown handed Anton the flowers, bent down gracefully, made a gesture of invitation, and led him to a temporary stand.

The stall is not big, there is only a donation box, a bunch of small flower pots, and a sign.

The sign reads: Sunshine Pots That Bring Hope. ——Please donate your sunshine to protect the environment.

Anton smiled, donated one hundred yuan, and took the pot of 'sunshine' back home.

Watering it day by day, watching it break through the ground, seems to feel the miracle of life.

Although this is an onion.

Anton likes this, the little excitements, little surprises, and little accidents in life.

In the end, he just doesn't know how to love life, and he is eager to live well.

That urgency is like a ray of sunshine, gorgeous and warm.

Warm, as if filled in the sun.

wrong!

Anton opened his eyes in astonishment.

"Wow~ what a big sun!"

The scorching sun shines in the sky, making people's skin hot.

Grindelwald floated beside him, heaving a sigh of relief, "If you don't wake up, I really want to give up, it's too hot."

Anton blinked and looked up in astonishment. He seemed to have a strange feeling, as if he was completely integrated into nature.

The pupils dilated rapidly, and the dark green dots made up for it.

Under the vision of the wizard's eyes, countless black lines spread out from his body, winding towards the surroundings.

Twisting, as if exchanging information with nature.

"Mr. Grindelwald, this is?"

"Oh, don't you want to learn weather spells from me? This is a side skill for wizards to integrate with nature. Put it away quickly, and let's go down quickly. It's noon, it's too hot."

"!!!" Anton expressed his shock, "Didn't you use apparition to take me away from the horizon of the rising sun? Why is it already noon?"

Grindelwald shrugged, "You seem to have forgotten that I can't release the external spell and take you to Apparate, so it won't exhaust me?"

It really shocked me for ten thousand years.

"So, what I just saw was..."

"Oh, a little confusion spell, plus some memory of me watching the sun before, I will stuff it into your memory, let you feel it, and force out your own potential."

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, "The effect is good, I saw that the memory was dispelled by your instinct, obviously you have already realized something."

He rubbed his hands together, "Quickly, release it and let me see, what exactly is your Sunshine Curse like?"

Boss, your teaching method is too high, I can't keep up.

Anton opened and closed his mouth, and suddenly felt a movement in his heart, and stretched out his hand.

The palm stretched out, and a ray of sunshine appeared.

"???" Grindelwald's eyes widened, he looked at the sunlight in Anton's palm, and then looked up at the big sun in the sky, "There is no change? I taught for nothing?"

"impossible?"

"Or is it because it's noon that you can't see the power of your weather spell?"

For a moment, the centenarian was full of question marks.

"No..." Anton looked at the ray of sunshine in his hand with a smile, "It's different."

"Heh~" Grindelwald chuckled, "Let me teach you with all my heart and soul, and only a little change, is this considered a success?"

It was too hot in the sky, and the two returned to the ground.

Lying comfortably on the deck chair under the parasol, took a sip of iced juice, "Oh~~" Both of them exhaled in unison and lay down.

"Mr. Grindelwald, you said before that wizards guide the magic of nature and affect their own world."

"Yeah." Lao Ge nodded and waved his hands lazily, "A self-centered world can even be so big as to cover the entire universe."

"yes?"

Anton pursed his lips, "Then I may have taken the completely opposite path to yours. I only affected my own world."

"Own inner world."

Black mist appeared in his eyes, and azure blue lightning surged. This was the spell of 'Grindelwald's eyes'.

Traveling through the colorful fog all the way, he came to the depths of his soul.

Dumbledore's Horcrux floated quietly in the corner, his eyes closed, very quiet. Voldemort's Horcrux turned into a black thread, twisting and shaking.

And myself, that shattered human-shaped soul, that soul that seemed to be howling terribly, and the cracks in its body were full of lightning surges, also became quiet at this moment.

The body stretched, floating in a relaxed posture, no more lightning and wailing, only a ray of sunshine appeared on the heart.

Warm and full of life.

"Sir, I am different from you. You desire to change the world, but I desire to change myself."

"People like me have never expected to be a sun shining on the world. I only hope that there is an immortal lamp in my heart to illuminate my path, which is enough."

"Perhaps, I can call this spell the 'Clarity of Mind' spell."

Grindelwald frowned, "Understand my own mind (translation), what kind of spell is this?"

Anton smiled and waved his wand, causing the ingredients floating out of the snuff box to turn into a pile of buns, which floated onto the plate on the small table.

"It allows me to stand firm in my beliefs and never be disturbed by anyone."

"Such as the Oblivion Curse, such as Voldemort's Confusion Curse, such as your influence on me."

Old Ge laughed, "Oh, that's really useful, I've found that I'm secretly influencing you."

Anton jumped out of the chair, twisted his waist and shoulders, and stretched his waist, "Yes, you have been taking me around Europe, although this process is very interesting, eating a lot of food, playing A lot of fun and a lot to learn.”

"But you seem to have been avoiding seeing Dumbledore?"

Grindelwald stretched out his index finger and shook it. He turned over and sat up, rubbing his hands, with some kind of hope in his eyes, "You said, if a person dies once, will he look away from many things?"

Anton thought for a while, then nodded, "That's right."

"That's right!" Grindelwald laughed, and picked up the iced juice, "I think maybe I can wait for Dumbledore to die once before seeing him."

"!!!" Anton took a breath, and stepped back tactically.

Do all of you guys play such a big game?