Chapter 78 Separation of Flesh and Flesh
Time passed quietly, and Anton always felt that there was not enough time.
Yesterday, Saturday, Snape took him to do an experiment, how to test the medicinal properties, functions, and characteristics of dragon lungs. The extremely smooth operation method gave him more insights into the old wizard's previous manuscripts.
The pink fluffy and chubby sub-dragon that Anton saw was actually the eighteenth sample sent by Longchang. Snape needed to keep it to test the overall reaction, which had survived until now.
Before, the other seventeen were completely disassembled into countless parts. This was already the third assistant-type practical class.
For the first time, Anton knew that it took so many steps to test the medicinal properties of an unknown potion material.
The first is the magic spell. Since most of the magic spells have counter-spells and recovery spells, the first thing to experiment with materials is the magic spell.
The dragon lung of this subdragon has good adaptability to the spell of changing size.
One of the drugs that can be used instead of Polyjuice has the effect of prolonging the duration of Polyjuice.
It has an excellent stabilizing effect on the traceless stretching spell, as long as you add a little bit, in addition to expanding the space, it also has a good effect on the duration of the spell.
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In terms of spells alone, Snape listed dozens of records.
After that, there are drug tests, physical tests and so on.
Anton was fascinated by learning, and after returning yesterday, he dug out the old wizard's previous experimental manuscript and read it all night.
Every time I learn a little more and read these manuscripts again, I will have more insights.
Seeing the dawn, he followed Draco and the others to the large restaurant on the first floor for breakfast.
Of course, Draco couldn't normally eat a few mouthfuls, because he would soon be arguing with Harry Potter.
Anton was not in the mood to care about them. His brain, which had been running at high speed all night, became dizzy and uncomfortable.
But wait, but I still have to go to Lao Fu's side.
For this he had to pour himself a bottle of a simple homemade sober potion.
Oh, it smelled like stinky socks mixed with perfume overnight, so irritating that I almost vomited my breakfast out of nausea.
But it finally got going.
So let's take a deep breath, and take another breath, and take another breath.
Anton hesitated by the stairs for a long time, and finally stepped forward and pushed open the door of Professor Quirrell's office.
"Good morning, Professor." The little wizard smiled brightly.
"Sit!" Professor Quirrell, well, that's Voldemort.
Professor Voldemort sat gracefully behind the big table, his chair turned to the oriel window beside him, squinting and looking out the window.
Anton followed his line of sight and looked out. At this moment, the Quidditch pitch, the teams of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff were fighting fiercely.
"Cute little wizard, always so energetic."
"I didn't like the sport of Quidditch before, which obviously made me miss the most passionate fun of my age."
Anton didn't know what state Lao Fu was in, but when he was a professor, he always talked a lot.
At this time he will not interrupt.
He also interrupted Lao Fu when he was most confused about learning knowledge, and at other times he tried not to speak, just smiled.
"In 1894, there was a Quidditch team called the Appleby Arrows, and their fans celebrated by releasing an arrow from a wand."
The professor gracefully held the wand in his palm, waved it lightly, an arrow appeared out of thin air, and shot at the oak bookshelf at a very fast speed, the magic light shook, and the arrow disappeared.
"That year, a fan's arrow went through the nose of referee Nugent Potts, so the Department of Magical Sports and Sports banned the old practice."
"This entry is from Chapter 7 of The Amazing Quidditch: British and Irish Quidditch teams."
The professor turned away from looking at some cute little boy in Gryffindor.
"Today we will talk about this arrow curse."
"Ancient magic and modern magic are almost completely different systems, and they have advantages and disadvantages in their respective fields."
"Modern magic is more powerful and easier to master. It will allow us to quickly enter the palace of high-end magic spells."
"Ancient magic is more complicated, more mysterious, and requires more complicated knowledge, and it is easier to penetrate into the essence of magic."
"If an ancient spell like the Arrow Curse is broken down into a modern magic system, first of all it is a flying spell, which is a summoning spell, and secondly, it is also a high-end transformation spell, which is also a branch of the summoning spell."
Anton was puzzled, "The Transfiguration Curse is the Summoning Curse?"
"No, it's not." The professor shook his head with a smile, "Some transformation spells have already touched the field of summoning spells. Oftentimes it is difficult for us to clearly distinguish which system a spell belongs to."
He waved his wand again, "Flock the birds!"
A flock of birds fluttered out from the tip of the stick, circled the office, and out the open window.
"This is a high-end transformation spell, and it's also a type of summoning spell."
"Back to the Arrow Curse, it's a curse besides the appeal."
"There is also a spell in ancient runes that uses the same principle as the arrow spell. In ancient times, spells were rarely named. The main function of this spell is to separate the flesh and blood of animals."
"When the Ministry of Magic was first established, this ancient spell was banned from being used on living creatures, and harsh laws were later enacted against it."
There was a mocking smile on the corner of the professor's mouth, "The only thing that is authorized to use these days is the slaughterhouse, but most of the slaughterhouses now work with enslaved goblin workers, and they don't need this spell."
"Then, while learning to use this spell, let's explain the principles behind the Arrow Curse and the Separation Curse."
There was a flash of light.
An iron cage appears on the oak table.
There are thousands of mice inside.
Anton swallowed, twitched the corners of his mouth, and smiled with some difficulty, "Okay...Okay."
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Anton came out smelling of blood and nauseated.
Blood soaked his wizard robe, and even with the 'clean up' spell, Anton still felt as if he was soaked in thick blood.
Do not!
Not just blood.
There was even a mouse spine that fell into the pocket of his wizard robe, and God knows how disgusted he was to pull the mouse spine out of it.
There was even a failure to cast a spell, and the whole mouse exploded, and the blood was mixed with pieces of meat and smeared its face.
That's why Anton honed his extremely strong toughness, and he insisted on keeping his face unchanged in front of Voldemort.
Yes, he couldn't show a timid expression in front of this joking Dark Lord.
Than elegant is it?
Is it better than being calm and composed?
You, Voldemort, are not afraid of dragging your remnant soul to Dumbledore's eyes. Although my experience is relatively low-end, I am clearly wandering life and death.
Anton's expression was extremely calm.
I even deliberately weaved an idea in my mind-oh, I love the smell of blood, no, I can't show it in front of the professor!
As a result, Professor Voldemort's attitude was much gentler, from watching a play to giving advice.
It's different with pointers. Sometimes the casting of ancient spells doesn't follow the three elements of the spell at all, and it's weird everywhere.
until late at night.
After Anton returned to the dormitory, he lay on the toilet and vomited for half an hour. He almost threw up his stomach. After taking a hard shower, he lay down on the bed in a trance. It was hard to distinguish whether he was asleep or not. Passed out.
The process of studying is really too difficult.
It's completely different from what he imagined Hogwarts to be leisurely drinking tea and reading a book!
But anyway, as long as you can get a good night's sleep.
Yes, get some sleep.
I will be another hero tomorrow!