The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts

Anton clenched the wand tightly, rubbed it a bit, and finally sighed deeply, and put the wand back into the dark buckle on his arm.

Can't kill it.

Don't look at the old wizard who killed so many people, it was a chaotic place like a quagmire at the edge of society.

The people there are rotting in the mud ditch and no one will pay attention to it. Only some evil dark wizards need some materials to help deal with the corpse.

In the serious wizarding world, every human life is valued.

He couldn't have killed Quirrell. The wizarding world had too many backtracking spells to ensure that he couldn't escape the investigation.

Likewise, Snape couldn't have killed Quirrell.

Snape couldn't have killed a professor at Hogwarts just because the other party was going to steal something.

What's more, he probably also doubted whether Quirrell was doing business for the Dark Lord, and at this time he made a serious effort, and there would be no room for negotiation when facing the Dark Lord in the future.

simply put.

On the surface, the three people present were full of murderous aura, but in secret, they were all riding a tiger, and their emotions were all set here. It was difficult to handle.

Breaking things like this...

Hey.

Anton is good at it!

"Quirinas Quirrell..." Snape dragged his voice again, looked at the guy on the ground coldly, and raised his hand holding the wand.

At this moment, the little wizard stood up.

He opened his hands to block Quirrell in front of him, looking like he was going to die.

"Don't fight! Don't fight again!" The little wizard cried heart-breakingly, and the cry in his voice echoed in the corridor.

"You are all my dearest professors, you are all so knowledgeable, why did you choose to fight!"

"Is there anything you can't sit down and reason with?"

"Heh~" Snape's mouth twitched, "Stupid, innocent Anthony!"

Anton is also very helpless.

He was not accidentally involved, he was called by Professor Voldemort.

If Voldemort hadn't died.

Oh, he didn't die so easily.

Then Anton will give Voldemort an explanation.

Look, this is Anton's explanation to Voldemort. I saved Quirrell in front of Snape. Interesting!

"Go back to your dormitory, or I'll let you leave Hogwarts tomorrow." Snape's voice was faint, apparently intending to put away his wand and temporarily stop this meaningless fight.

Okay, idol, I love you. Great, you can leave.

Nice!

Look, everyone is smart, and their minds are sober.

Great!

But it is true that some people's brain circuits are abnormal!

Quirrell always felt that he was weak, always timid, and was always mocked and bullied when he was studying. When he became a Muggle studies teacher at Hogwarts, no one looked at him.

But he always did extremely bold things. He went to Albania alone to find the trace of the Dark Lord, trying to become a superior man.

In this way, he let the Dark Lord possess his body, constantly dangling in front of Dumbledore.

he!

Not for the faint of heart!

At this moment, he looked into Snape's sarcastic eyes, full of writing 'spare you a dog', and looking at Anton's stern expression, full of writing 'I saved you a life' dog life'.

Such a situation severely stabbed his poor and fragile inferiority complex. To put it simply, it broke his defense.

Blood is surging.

Snapped!

A snap of fingers.

Countless ropes appeared out of thin air and hoisted him from the ground.

Countless ropes flew towards Snape.

Countless ropes rolled up Anton and threw it towards the three-headed dog chasing after him with malice.

Die, die!

"Heh." Snape looked at the rope and sneered, and with a light flick of his wand, all the ropes disappeared, and the backhand was a shadowless figure.

"Boring..." Snape stared coldly at Quirrell. "Circus trick."

Quirrell shuddered, his face stern, "Snape, I'm not afraid of you!"

Huuuuuuu, the two fought.

Quirrell wasn't particularly strong, but all kinds of weird spells gave Snape too much trouble.

Anton's side is not good. He bumped into the three-headed dog, and one person and one dog rolled to the ground.

Eh, I have to say that the dog's belly is very soft and warm. Anton stood up with the belly of the three-headed dog, swallowed, and looked at the three heads that were bigger than a front-loading washing machine.

"Heh... hello." Anton tried his best to show a kind smile, "I'm good friends with Hagrid, you..."

The canine teeth are interlaced, and the saliva flows freely.

The dog's eyes are full of madness and tyranny.

He arched his back and growled.

Mommy~

roar~

The three heads were bitten off at the same time, as if to rip him into three pieces at the same time.

At this time, it was too late to release the spell, An Dong's expression froze, his body changed rapidly, and countless wolf hairs grew out of him.

His body became taller and taller, with thick arms and thick soles.

Anton even followed the heightened power of the transformation and slammed the dog's neck with an uppercut.

woo~

The three-headed dog was knocked back for a while.

Reaching a height of 9 feet (2.7 meters), his skin became extremely tough after incorporating the magical imagery of the dragon's skin, and...

He raised his arm in surprise, then looked down at the muscles on his body.

Huge knotted muscles covered the entire body. If it wasn't for the werewolf having a few more joints, people would believe that he is a bear now.

The three-headed dog quickly lowered its head and bit down again~www.readwn.com~ The three heads are too advantageous. Anton avoided two heads, but not the third.

His shoulder was bitten by the three-headed dog.

Can……

He turned his head to look in amazement, no matter how hard the giant dog's head was bitten, not even the skin was torn, not even a single wolf feather was lost.

"Roar!"

The other two dog heads attacked again.

Anton supported one in one hand, rammed his muscles, and held it firmly.

Then he kicked it violently, and the huge paws rammed the three-headed dog out like a crane, and slammed into the stone wall of the castle.

Seeing that the three-headed dog was about to rush over, An Dong's heart moved.

What a three-headed dog, a chicken!

Quickly assess the situation.

The most critical situation at this time is to find a way to get out of this ghost place as quickly as possible.

These two professors fight whatever they like, and **** him!

He has already done what he can do.

There's no way, there are always brains who can't figure out the situation.

He thought everyone was smart.

Sigh.

Seeing that the magic spells they use are getting more and more ferocious, this corridor is only so big, and the chance of being accidentally injured is extremely high.

The three-headed dog pounced viciously! !

He was thrown down by the trend, and supported the head of the three-headed dog with one foot and two hands.

"Don't come here, don't come here." The little wizard's cry was extremely alarmed and pitiful.

The shrill cry of the little wizard attracted Snape's attention. He didn't intend to kill him at first, but Quirrell's spell was the same as dog skin plaster.

Waving his wand to fend off Professor Quirrell's annoying, messy attacks, he quickly backed up to Anton.