The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts

The punch to the flesh is absolutely exciting. Anton and the werewolf are going back and forth in an inexplicable turn system. You punched my saliva, and I kicked your werewolf to the knees and shouted.

"Ow~~~"

In less than two minutes, the entire forest nearby was destroyed. Several trees that had grown for unknown years broke down and collapsed, blowing up high soil.

But Anton is a wizard after all, not a warrior. He doesn't have any boxing skills, and he has never studied skills such as joint strikes.

Taking advantage of the werewolf kneeling on the ground, Anton regained his human form.

"Wow, exciting, so exciting~"

He waved his wand gently, and the clay dolls emerged from the ground and rushed to grab one of the werewolf's joints.

One after another, until the werewolf was covered with a dozen tons of heavy soil.

Slap, the werewolf fell down completely and was crushed to the ground by the huge weight.

"Super lore - strongman locks the wolf."

Anton laughed, shouted the names of the tricks, waved his wand again, and the soil quickly swelled and rolled around.

Along the five-meter range of Anton, the soil stopped moving forward and began to pile up high towards the sky.

In the end, it turned into a huge cover and covered the entire sky.

"This trick is called..."

"Um…"

Anton thought for a while, looked down at the werewolf's head exposed from the dirt pile, and raised his mouth slightly.

"It's called the Banshee Domain."

The wand pressed lightly on his neck, and a low-frequency sound came out of his mouth, "Ah~~~"

Terrifying screams echoed in this confined space.

"!!"

The werewolf's eyes instantly turned red, struggling and trembling, and a beast-like roar came out of his mouth.

Bang!

The mud on his body was lifted by a huge force, and the werewolf roared and rushed towards An Dong.

Only halfway through, he fell down weakly, rolled on the ground, and finally rolled in front of Anton.

Anton's left hand was raised gently and gracefully, and the werewolf floated up involuntarily. Several ropes that appeared out of thin air pulled its hands and feet, turning it into a huge "big" character.

Oh, it should be 'wood'.

Don't get me wrong, the extra one is a huge werewolf tail.

It also had only its tail to move, swaying wildly, and the huge werewolf head was full of fear.

The screams in Anton's mouth continued.

Under the vision of the Magic Eye and Grindelwald's eyes, circles burst, covering the werewolf, twisting its soul.

As expected, it is a magical animal that is comparable to the danger of a fire dragon. Its magic resistance is high, and it is not like a weak snake or a rune snake.

The power of the 'Wail of the Banshee' has been reduced a little bit, to the point where it can only wrap the werewolf soul with the magic spell.

"…"

Anton stopped screaming and frowned at the werewolf.

"No, no, there is no way to adjust the power alone to achieve the ability to adjust the soul."

"Even this twisted angle is full of uncertainty."

"Too rough, like a hammer, not forceps."

With a light touch of the wand, the huge tree that fell to the ground quickly transformed into a sofa chair, sat cross-legged, and pulled out a notepad from the messenger bag to look at the previous records.

In order to prevent the turbulence of the earth cover from which the sound was transmitted, it turned into a high circular wall, allowing the sunlight from the sky to fall.

The breeze was blowing, and the leaves were rustling.

From time to time, there are a few birdsong.

Everything is quiet again.

Such a quiet afternoon, unconsciously makes people become lazy.

The sofa chair slowly deformed and extended forward, allowing Anton to recline comfortably on it. Another branch was bent and deformed from the side, protruding a small circular platform in the direction of the sofa.

Various ingredients wafted from the snuff box, and under the magic light, turned into a glass of iced grape juice and a small plate of grape milk buns.

Anton raised his head slightly and stared at the werewolf floating in the air.

He rubbed his chin, "Where should I start?"

"Wolfman..."

Anton simply turned out all the notebooks about the werewolf research from the snuff box. The sofa chair quickly transformed into an ergonomic office chair. A large table appeared in front of him and put the notebook on it.

Before he knew it, he had already recorded the contents of seventeen notebooks.

The first page was just about mapping the werewolf arm.

"Wolfman arm?"

Anton only felt that there was a flash of inspiration, but he couldn't catch it.

After thinking for a long time, I had to continue to look at the previous research records.

Bionic Charm is a thorough simulation of a werewolf.

Inspired by the Wisdom of the Vokanova witch, it is clear that the wolf's poison is a curse that affects the wizard's will.

So he developed the "Soul Scalpel" to fine-tune Lupin's wizard's will, creating dark green cracks that deceive the will, allowing Lupin to freely choose the time of the werewolf transformation every month.

Later, together with Professor Snape, he researched the potion of 'will to deceive', which completely freed Lupin from the distress of turning into a werewolf, and the effect lasted for ten years.

It seems that this problem has been solved perfectly, but the hidden danger still exists. Will the wolf poison and blood magic spell change because of the magic power of the wizard or a certain magic spell? Will the 'Deception Will' potion I drink be disturbed by other potions I drink later?

Everything is unknown.

The magical world is unpredictable, and it's really hard to say anything directly.

The most troublesome thing is that wolf poison and blood magic spell are both inherited. Wolf venom is even worse, it is contagious.

Infectivity is also a big problem that werewolves are rejected by everyone.

Even if there is a potion of deceitful will that is more powerful than the wolf venom potion, this extremely expensive potion is still not affordable for ordinary families.

No one wants to be infected with wolf poison.

What about subsequent research.

Anton drank the 'Potion of True Knowledge' in the potions class and turned into a werewolf more than ten meters tall. Oh, Anton doesn't care about the size. What he cares more about is another discovery he made at the time.

The exchange of human information and werewolf information.

He succeeded in making the werewolf grow human hair.

His hair was the kind of red that glowed with platinum lustre.

"Information exchange?"

Anton raised his eyebrows, put a small bun into his mouth, and his brain worked frantically.

"Since there is no way to do it overnight, let's do it step by step." He drank the iced grape juice in one breath, released a new spell to clean up the cups and saucers, and Anton waved his wand to make everything float into the snuff box. inside.

He walked up to the werewolf, rubbed his hands together and looked at it with a smile.

"Let's negotiate, how about changing your human appearance?"

The wand was raised slightly, pointed at the werewolf's huge head, thought for a moment, then moved to the werewolf's arm, and then moved to the werewolf's slender, hairy legs.

"Whoever the little rooster points to, who is UU Reading www.uukanshu.com!"

Eventually, the wand was pointed at the werewolf's head.

"Congratulations, Mr. Werewolf, you will get a human head, quack~~~"

The Forbidden Forest was very quiet. Anton released an illusion spell on both himself and the werewolf, which floated to the branch of a tall tree in the distance.

With his left hand rubbing the time-turner, he raised his slender index finger and flicked, and he and the werewolf quickly shuttled through time.

It didn't go back for a long time, and Anton brought it to this morning.

In the long river of time, all the black lines of the soul have become fluffy.

Anton stared at the werewolf with interest and licked his lips.

"Little darling, don't move. Let uncle check it for you."

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