Anton has a strong tenacity in doing things, even if the light rain in the forest does not stop, he still perseveres in practicing the "Displaced Soul Curse" every day.
The feeling as if he wanted to grasp it, but he couldn't grasp it, made him feel that he might not be able to practice well.
"You have obviously gone astray." The old wizard floated out of nowhere.
Anton smiled slightly, "Didn't you harass Pedro today?"
The old wizard chuckled, "I couldn't bear it anymore, so I activated the Time Converter, probably intending to go back a few days ago, to prevent myself from making an 'Unbreakable Vow' spell with you, and drive you out of the house ."
Anton was stunned, "Can it still be like this?"
The old wizard shook his head with his hand, as if shaking his head, "Impossible."
"He can't change anything, and no one can change anything with a Time-Turner."
"Besides, he still has an 'unbreakable oath' spell on him. If he prevents himself from making an agreement with you, Lupine cannot fall into his hands, and he will have no chance to complete the agreement. The ending can only be to die directly in the flow of time. inside."
"Quack quack, my stupid teacher."
After routinely teasing his stupid teacher every day, the old wizard entered the teaching state.
"Black magic cannot be mastered by practicing against a tree. Although you seem to be doing well now, you have only learned it superficially."
Anton nodded, "I feel the same way, I always feel that something is missing."
The old wizard floated closer, "If I hadn't been able to give you a profound answer before, I could only tell you that black magic is used to kill people, not for fun. You have to kill people to have any effect."
"Now I have a new understanding of life and magic."
"Little bastard, remember, wherever life passes, there must be traces."
"If you kill a person, the tragedy of that person will be deeply imprinted in your memory, deep in your soul, and this is the most essential source of power for black magic."
"This memory, this experience, will quietly change your heart and your will, which will be reflected in the magic released by your will."
"You use the Cruciatus Curse to torture a person. The longer you torture, the more you will understand the heart-wrenching wailing and physical distortion. This is the secret of the Cruciatus Curse."
"This kind of talk is a bit advanced, I don't know if you can understand it."
"Understandable." Anton murmured, "Translate, it means that effective spellcasting can increase proficiency."
"???" Now the old wizard didn't understand.
"It's nothing, it's just a strange saying that is not so appropriate but I understand it, teacher, please continue."
"Okay." The old wizard was a little sad, "I didn't understand it before, no matter how simple you put it, I can't understand it when I become a ghost."
hehe.
You don't have to.
This kind of words is that you can't understand even if you are alive.
Anton asked the old wizard to come to his oak hut, find out the parchment, first recorded what he just said, and continued to listen carefully.
"According to this line of thinking, you will discover a very wonderful thing." The old wizard put his head on his neck to maintain his dignity as a teacher.
"Your life, your memory, your experience, these will become the necessary factors to affect magic."
"You can only go further on the road of magic if you have experienced enough things."
"And among them, you must not forget that your will must be carried through to the end. When your experience becomes the nourishment of your will, you will be able to easily control the so-called all kinds of magic that require emotions."
"Then, after these theories are finished, let's do something practical."
"You have read my diary, you should know that there are two spells that I am best at."
Anton's eyes lit up,
"The Cruciatus Curse and the Iron Armor Curse, the Iron Armor Curse!" "Quack Quack." The old wizard smiled, "It seems that you have grasped the key point, which is the Iron Armor Curse."
"You are obviously confused by this common-sounding name, thinking it is a very simple spell." The old wizard waved his hand proudly, "No, in fact, there may be quite a few people who understand it, but they are only skilled. What I have mastered is that the Ministry of Magic will not have too many."
Anton was surprised, "Ministry of Magic?"
The old wizard smiled and nodded, his head fell off instantly, he quickly caught it and put it back on.
Ps: In the original book, the twins proudly told Harry Potter in their magic workshop that the Ministry of Magic asked them to order hundreds of protective equipment with the Iron Armor Curse, because not many people in the Ministry of Magic know the Iron Armor Curse.
"Understanding does not mean mastering." The old wizard waved his arms, "When you are attacked, when you are facing a battle and you are nervous, many spells that can be released smoothly will not be released. Only then will you Know how little I know about this spell."
"The Iron Armor Curse is a very promising spell. Can you imagine what it would be like to become a master of the Iron Armor Curse?"
Anton swallowed.
The old wizard continued to describe that wonderful scene, "Except for the killing spell released by the extremely powerful black wizard, all other attacks will be ineffective against you. As long as you stand there, no one can shake you."
"It just so happens that although I can't be called a master in terms of the Iron Armor Curse, I can still be called a master of it."
"First of all, before I explain the basics of casting a spell, please let me tell you the secret of how this spell goes to a higher level."
"That's the wizard's will!"
Anton's eyes lit up, and he said through the interface, "Wizards are gods!"
"Hahaha, you little bastard is really smart. Yes, that's right, the same sentence, command your magic power, command this spell, command it to resist all damage."
The old wizard obviously came prepared.
From the correction of pronunciation and gestures at the beginning, to how to ingeniously quickly chant spells to shorten the casting speed in the later stage.
Then, the old wizard began to describe in detail the process of casting the Iron Armor Curse 384 times in the sixty years since he learned the Iron Armor Curse, and commented and explained each scene and reaction.
This course is bound to be long. Anton just nestled in the hut every day, tirelessly absorbing the old wizard's experience.
The notes recorded on the desk have been piled up into a hill.
Until such a day.
Anna knocked on Anton's door.
"Mr. Pedro invites you to come over, tonight is the night of the full moon."
Anton didn't respond yet, the old wizard was the first to give a strange laugh, "Great, I finally have the opportunity to appreciate my stupid teacher, who used that stupid method to do a stupid thing."
He sank straight to the ground.
I don't know how he returned to the wooden house on the island through the stone gate.
Anna looked curiously at the pile of towering parchment, which was full of handwriting. Obviously, these were some kind of information. "Have you written so much during this time?"
Due to her childhood experience, she had relatively little contact with her peers.
When Anton first came here, she was very happy, and she felt that she would have a little partner. (She is only nine years old.)
Unfortunately, this little boy has no intention of becoming her friend.
When I came for the first time, I came in with a middle-aged man behind my back, and I just sat on a chair and closed my eyes in silence.
Come back later, except for the first few days when I will contact the magic spell in the woods, I only know that I will be locked in the house.
She was very curious, but according to aristocratic etiquette, a lady cannot just knock on the door of a single man's house, which is very inappropriate.
The little boy didn't answer her right away.
He just looked at those documents with a strange expression, and let out a deep breath, as if he had let go of something.
She smiled brightly at her, smiling very relaxedly, "Yes, this is the spell my teacher taught me."