The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts

"Hey!"

One rope wrapped around the tops of tall trees, and the other wrapped around Anton's wrist.

Then, the rope, like a stretched rubber band, quickly rebounded, and Anton was bounced into the sky.

"Hey!"

Another one wrapped around another big tree.

Anton just swung around in the woods like this.

"Damn it!" Quirrell growled, "Can you be quiet, we can't attract anyone's attention now!"

Several ropes hung Anton and slowly descended into the air, like a puppet hanged by ropes, hanging in front of Quirrell.

"I'm not skilled yet, I need hard training, Professor."

Quirrell's mouth twitched, wanting to say, you're just playing, hard work? I work **** you!

Sighed, he didn't know whether it was good or bad to find Anton, but he had already sent out the snuff box and taught the spell, what else could he do!

"Be quiet!" Quirrell murmured weakly.

The rope hung Anton's right hand, stretched up and down, and made a gesture of 'an la an la'.

"Hey!"

Swing out again.

"I regret it!" Quirrell sighed deeply in despair, with a complicated expression. Not only did he regret finding this troublesome child, he also regretted going to Albania to find the Dark Lord.

He had a promising future. He was a young teacher at Hogwarts. Dumbledore admired him very much and planned to give him a professor.

everything……

Can't go back.

Now he has no way out, there is a cliff behind him, either bury his head and rush forward or die.

There is no choice!

"Listen, I need the blood of magical animals, and if there's nothing I can do, I also need the blood of unicorns, understand, pay attention to the traces of unicorns!"

If it wasn't for the most urgent moment, he definitely didn't want to drink the blood of unicorns.

He knew that by drinking the blood of the unicorn, he would be able to dash all the way to the deepest part of the magic stone.

But that thing has a curse, a curse that the Dark Lord can't solve!

He is willing to give everything for the resurrection of the Dark Lord, but he has to save his life to enjoy the power after the Dark Lord's comeback!

If he dies, it's none of his business if the Dark Lord makes a comeback!

sigh...

"Listen, magical animals with a danger level of 5X must not be touched, and if you see them, leave them far away!" Quirrell's expression was extremely serious. "5X magical animals are all creatures that can easily kill humans and are impossible to tame or tame. This is no joke. I don't want any accidents."

Anton nodded, "I'm just here to help you watch the wind, not to take your life, I understand."

"..."

Although this little wizard was persuaded, he was so unhappy because of Mao.

After entering the Forbidden Forest, Quirrell was obviously more nervous than Anton. The psychologically poor professor was half-squatting, holding his wand, ready to fight at any time.

He muttered in his mouth, "It's really hard to imagine things like magic with common sense. Young wizards are just as dangerous as adult wizards. XXX's red hats can sometimes hurt people's lives like 5X fire dragons. It can't be because of the so-called danger. Let your guard down."

"For example, the 4X rune snake, I am most afraid of this kind of monster."

Quirrell's expression was so disgusting, "Someone once threw it into my bedroom to scare me..."

The professor who usually pretends to stutter now doesn't have to pretend to be in front of Anton.

"Damn, this thing is so disgusting!"

"Three heads!"

"I've never seen something so disgusting! It's more disgusting than a three-headed dog!"

"Just scratching your neck with cold scales like that, oh~" Quirrell shivered as if recalling something bad.

"It's all Newt's fault! Yes, the author of your Fantastic Beasts textbook. This man released many of his animals into the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts!" Quirrell's expression was distorted and strange. " It's ridiculous to release it, he has no idea how terrifying the super huge rune snake he raised is!"

"That snake gave birth to a lot of offspring. Hell, it almost filled the forbidden forest."

"Only dark wizards like runes!"

"From my point of view, Newt is a dark wizard, otherwise how could he be expelled from the school!"

Then, with a funny face, he said, "I am very fortunate that the dragon-like rune and its descendants were placed in the farthest place by Hagrid, after all, it has already affected the survival of centaurs, hasn't it? "

At this moment, Anton was pulled by the rope and landed behind him.

The tone was faint, "Does the huge rune snake you mentioned look like a viper, with three heads and a white body, covered with a layer of orange-red scales similar to fire dragons, with its mouth open and even Can you swallow a knight bus that big?"

Seeing that Anton finally subsided, Quirrell breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look at him, and said with a smile, "Yes, I suspect that that end can no longer be classified as a 4X danger level, with a huge body, strong strength, and dramatic teeth. poison."

Anton twitched the corners of his mouth, "The professor is really knowledgeable."

Looking at Anton's strange expression, Quirrell frowned, and suddenly looked in the direction of Anton's line of sight as if thinking of something.

Suddenly he took a breath.

Rune snake!

And it's not the normal adult six to seven foot runes~www.readwn.com~ it's Newt's one!

The huge body is hidden in the darkness, and it is impossible to see how big it is.

The three heads of this huge magical animal swam out of the dark corner of the forest, and the icy vertical pupils stared at him coldly.

"I...we...be careful!"

He seemed to return to that stammering state, gripping his wand tightly, "Don't point your wand at... at it, this creature... they're not particularly vicious... I mean, at it, slowly Back off and don't show any hostility!"

Quirrell swallowed and turned his head solemnly, "Don't show any hostility, they won't take the initiative to attack people!"

But I saw Anton neatly took out a broom from the snuff box.

Turn over and get on the horse.

Wuhu ~ take off ~

Huh!

Fly into the sky.

"!!!"

"Shutter!" Quirrell was shocked!

Only then did he find out what kind of configuration there was in the dangerous forbidden forest.

It's simply a divine artifact!

The only question is - why isn't he sitting on the broom?

And, if I remember correctly, that broom is his broom!

Accompanying him for many years of ups and downs, a broom with countless sadness and good memories!

This is simply a sad story. Anton took his snuff box, took out his old broomstick from it, and ran away by himself?

I haven't gone up yet!

I haven't gone up yet! ! !

Did you hear that! ! ! !

But at this time, he was no longer allowed to think too much.