Chapter 33 I'm an Idiot

Anton only felt that the eyes were filled with a strong magical light, and the wood chips, stones, gears, wrenches, etc. that were bumping around everywhere stopped, and even the swaying house became quiet.

For a moment, the whole world suddenly became extremely quiet.

then.

Boom~

A huge explosion sounded, and the entire space seemed to be opened by a crazily shaking Coke bottle, squeezing and spraying as much as possible.

The traceless extension spell of the island hut cracked.

The things with a space of a thousand square meters inside exploded in this small wooden house with an area of ​​more than 20 square meters.

All of them were sprayed out.

"Fly the broom!" Anton doesn't know how to cast spells, but he has mastered a magical skill, 'wizards are gods'. As long as the will to cast spells is firm enough, beyond normal, then some spells will not It is not so strict about the tone of voice and technique.

The broomstick shuttled through countless ruins and air currents, and quickly came to the front, carrying Anton and Anna in his arms to the sky.

At this moment, Snape was still crazily releasing the spell, and a horrific spell of light pierced the sky, crushing everything along the way, and hitting the goblin Pedro in the chest.

Pedro squirted a huge rainbow of blood, and the purple goblin puppet behind him disappeared, and the shield disappeared.

He fell into the sea like a rag doll.

The broomstick swooped down, and with a precise flick of its tail, it inserted the tail of the broom into the vest of Pedro's suit, hanging him in midair.

Including the suitcase in Anna's arms, the entire broomstick was overwhelmed and stuck to the sea surface, without the ability to fly upwards.

Almost at this moment, the werewolf jumped out of the rubble, and slapped Snape's face fiercely with its huge wolf claws.

Snapped!

Snape turned 360 degrees horizontally and flew past Anton.

poof.

Splash high water waves.

Drenched all three of them.

"Roar!" The werewolf landed on all fours, roaring at Anton and the others on the sea, grabbed the mechanical fragments on the ground, and threw them at them.

"Hold the grass!"

Anton flicked his tail again, and threw the goblin on the broom tail to a large wooden board floating on the water, soaring into the sky.

Whoosh whoosh.

Stones, thick wooden pillars, crucibles, etc. were like shells, constantly hitting them.

Anton dexterously controlled the flying broom to shuttle back and forth. Thanks to the old wizard's pursuit, he mastered the usage of the broom very quickly.

At this moment, a figure broke through the sea and flew out.

Snape!

This guy is flying in the wind like this, without using any props!

Flying curse!

Anton has seen a short video introduction to this spell. In the entire Harry Potter story, there are only two people who can fly in the air without the help of anything—Snape and Voldemort.

It is said that this high-end dark magic spell was invented by Voldemort.

Show, Anton looked at Snape with bright eyes, he liked this spell so much.

Snape looked around indifferently, full of murderous intent, and saw Anton head-on.

wipe!

Anton shuddered at the look in his eyes, and saw Snape raise his wand-holding arm.

"Idol!"

Anton's cordial call was full of tears, "I almost died! Woohoo, it's good to see you again, you're not dead! Hahaha, you're not dead! You really deserve to be my idol!"

The little wizard was obviously very happy, shaking around excitedly, almost fell off the broomstick, and was so frightened that he quickly grabbed the broom again.

The corner of Snape's mouth twitched, and he turned his head silently, looking at the werewolf on the island.

"Lupine!"

The moonlight filled the air, and the werewolf on the small island ran around anxiously, roaring to find a place to rush out, but retreated because of the sea water.

So, he could only roar at Snape and Anton in the sky.

Snape watched him silently, and raised his wand-holding arm again.

"Idol!"

A voice came from afar.

The little wizard looked at him nervously, "Are you really going to kill him? Don't look at how scary he is now. In fact, he is just a poor man who was bitten and infected by a werewolf."

Snape turned his head and saw the little wizard blinking innocent eyes.

call out!

The spell tore apart the sky and brushed Anton's hair. The scorching heat came from the light of the spell, and Anton's neck was instantly covered with goose bumps.

However, Anton just stared at him closely, his eyes full of determination.

"Idol, killing people is wrong!" The little wizard's words were so pure and full of justice, and his young heart always firmly kept the cleanest piece of purity in the world.

"You are the hero in my heart, how can you kill people? When you defeated the Great Demon King with the great Dumbledore, everyone praised your great achievements. You don't know, the homeless camp is full of people The sound of your cheers."

"But!" The little wizard was about to cry, and yelled heartbreakingly, unbelievably, and firmly, "How can you be a murderous villain!"

call out!

The dazzling spell passed before his eyes, and this time it was closer, almost brushing against the skin.

All right!

I tried my best!

Anton lifted up the broomstick neatly, and fled with a whoosh.

Now, the world is finally quiet.

Snape looked at the werewolf again.

"Lupin!"

His voice was faint, "If it wasn't for you, a bad guy, to help match that piece of shit with Lily, Lily wouldn't have died there in the end!"

"You don't distinguish between black and white, as long as someone treats you well, you will try your best to please him like a humble puppy."

Snape sneered, eyes full of anger.

"But you idiot, Pot doesn't believe you at all, he only believes in that bastard, he only told that bastard the Fidelity Curse!"

"Hahahaha, no one believes you."

"Just because you're a werewolf, haha, just because you're a werewolf."

As Snape spoke, tears shed, "They always like to define people like this. You are a werewolf, so you can't be completely trusted. I like black magic, and Lily thinks I'm incorrigible. limit."

"Shit, everything is shit!"

"Die! Lupine, you don't have to live so tired after you're dead!" Snape looked at the werewolf with hurtful eyes, and sentenced him to death.

"Shenfeng Wuying!"

call out!

"Armor protection!"

A mask of blue light appeared in front of the werewolf, deflecting the magic spell of Shenfeng Wuying away.

Anton came back on a broomstick alone, flicked his tail, and stopped in front of him.

Snape looked at him coldly, "I thought I'd given you two chances already."

Anton smiled brightly, under the moonlight, his white teeth gleamed, "Yes, sometimes I think, I'm just a fool."