The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts

Anton finally knew the specific function of the Soul Shifting Charm.

As the spell was activated, he only felt that his whole body was hooked by a huge hook, and he rushed forward along the light emitted by the spell.

Then, like a fish out of water, he jumped into the water again, and the feeling of being pulled became relaxed again.

After being in a trance for a moment, he felt his body in shock.

An extremely old and weak feeling came from the depths of his body. He looked forward with difficulty, and saw a little wizard standing in front of him.

That's me!

He actually swapped bodies with the old wizard!

It was at this time that he completely saw what the body he had come through looked like.

He has red hair, a little lighter than the color of the Ron family seen in Diagon Alley today, with a platinum color. Light blue eyes, fair skin.

Except that he doesn't have freckles, he looks a bit like Ron!

relative?

Anton didn't know, but he finally understood why Ron kept staring at him.

Before he had time to look more closely, a feeling of emptiness flooded in his heart, as if a very long rubber band was pulled back to his body in an instant.

Opening his eyes again, he saw the old wizard hurried up and poured a glass of fruit wine into his mouth.

In his eyes, he seemed to be looking at a rare treasure, "Quack, you will be my best apprentice. You are so useful with such a talent."

What does it mean to be too useful?

But at least the old wizard treated him much better, and even kindly asked him to go to a small bedroom on the first floor to rest.

Except taking back that old wand.

Anton slept for two days before he recovered.

There was still a faint tingling sensation in his mind, and he guessed whether it was because he released magic that exceeded his ability.

He could feel his weakness and wanted to lie back in bed and continue to sleep.

But no, he has been hungry for two days. If he doesn't cook, he will starve to death.

The old wizard had obviously just returned from going out, and there was a faint smell of lamb chops and beer wafting from his body.

So, Anton felt more and more hungry.

Sigh, don't expect the old wizard to give him a good meal. He simply cooked a bowl of knife-cut noodles, and Anton squatted beside the stove, sweating profusely.

Sure enough, sleep and eating are the best ways for humans to recover themselves.

Feeling much better, as soon as he walked out of the kitchen, he was pulled by the sharp-eyed old wizard and started to deal with the herbs piled up in the corner.

"Bad blood grass can only use the leaves, so it must be carefully selected, and no trace of roots can be mixed in."

The old wizard's eyes shot out a playful light, "Trust me, you definitely don't want to die from a large amount of ischemia after drinking the potion yourself."

Anton was stunned, "Is this for me?"

"After picking, mash it together with the spotted tiger grass, pour it into the blood of the salamander, and when it boils, throw the leech in." The old wizard burped his wine, stretched, and shook his head. Staggeringly grabbed the handrail of the stairs.

"Hurry up, **** it, you've already wasted two days of my time, and you'll be dead before it's too late."

The old wizard went upstairs muttering.

An Dong pouted, afraid that he couldn't do it himself before it was too late?

Are you drinking the potion you prepared this time? He looked at all kinds of messy raw materials and felt panicked.

There was actually a cage of mice and a few caterpillars inside.

This is not the first time to drink a potion. Once, Anton drank some kind of weird and sticky potion. His body was covered with blisters, and he almost died of dehydration.

"You must be patient."

Anton took a deep breath, he couldn't panic, he would make mistakes if he panicked.

This old wizard is not a good person, just in front of him, he killed seven or eight people in just two months.

Will he kill himself? This is simply a question that does not need to be doubted. This dark wizard has killed more than one apprentice, and one of the reasons was just a bad mood.

Putting on gloves, Anton pounded the herbs silently.

Little by little, the fear and killing intent in his heart were mashed into sauce and buried in the deepest part of his heart.

The complexity of this medicine is beyond Anton's imagination.

It involves the preparation of more than 30 kinds of medicinal materials, and some even have to be exposed to the sun, and some have to be burned into ashes.

In between, let it stand for a day and three days.

The old wizard found a big metal cross and tied the middle-aged man with chains, "Tomorrow is the night of the full moon, you don't have much time."

This is not for the werewolf, but for Anton.

Anton lowered his head and silently stirred the potion with his old wand. He could feel the magic power being absorbed by the potion little by little along the wand.

The dark green decoction formed thick bubbles one by one, and under the influence of magic, a hint of light red spread.

While maintaining the output of magic power, he was thinking about the only 'Soul Shifting Charm' that he knew.

Having read the novel, he knows several kinds of magic spells, but he doesn't know the spell casting gestures, and he doesn't know what emotions are invoked.

Whether every spell even requires emotion is a question.

So, can the soul-moving spell be used directly as an attack method?

To give the old wizard again, when the soul moved to the other's body, grab the knife on the table and give it to his neck?

He didn't know if it would cause his own death, and the old wizard entered his body to get a new life.

Anton knows too little about spells.

Finally, the decoction was completely prepared.

There was only a smear of transparent light red potion at the bottom of the pot, with dark green stars twinkling in the potion, which looked beautiful.

"Haha~" The old wizard stared at the potion happily.

"With such a high quality, people who need to refine pharmaceuticals are full of malice." His expression was half ridicule, half joking.

"Only strong malice can have such a perfect quality." The old wizard drew out his wand in admiration.

"So, what should I reward you with?"

"Gouging out the heart!" The light of the spell rolled forward quickly along the air, and instantly reached Anton's chest.

It was simply too late to respond.

Countless small knives cut wildly in the body~www.wuxiahere.com~ Anton let out a shrill cry of pain.

"Hohoho..." He grabbed the crack on the floor hard, gritted his teeth to prevent himself from making another painful sound.

The eyes staring at the ground became extremely cold.

"Except your weapons!"

The old wand in Anton's hand flew and fell into the hands of the old wizard.

"You should learn to obey the arrangement of fate, be honest."

The old wizard whistled, walked to his desk and sat down, packed the manuscripts and put them in the suitcase.

He turned to look at the middle-aged man, "Just the last step left, haha, my experiment is about to be completed."

The middle-aged man looked at An Dong who was paralyzed on the ground and sighed, "You shouldn't treat a child like this."

"Haha." The old wizard smiled, "It's really strange, you were caught by me just because you wanted to attack the little wizard."

"No, after I turned into a werewolf, I couldn't control myself at all, and I didn't have any malicious intentions." The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with pain, "I had locked myself up, but someone moved my hands and feet and opened the door of my room. , deliberately let me go out to harm people."

The old wizard whistled, "Very well, you touched me."

"I decided to record your name in the experimental data to reward your contribution to this great experiment. What's your name?"

The middle-aged man laughed at himself, "Moon face."

"Great name." The old wizard smiled and picked up the quill.

An Dong's eyes lit up, who was lying on the ground twitching.

Moon face?

Isn't that Lupin?

This person is not weak, and it is not easy to be selected by Dumbledore to join the Order of the Phoenix.

Then, he might need a wand!