Chapter 1: Chapter 1: The Apprentice of the Dark Wizard
In a dark and damp cellar, moss covered the stone walls.
Two chains protruded from the gap between the stones, hanging Anton's young body in mid-air.
Panting like a broken bellow, he stared blankly at a small grilled ventilation window in the corner. Sunlight scattered from there, and tiny elves danced in the beam of light.
"Crucio!"
The glow of the spell flickered in the dim cellar.
"Ah!" Anton gritted his teeth, not letting himself cry out in pain, his vision gradually became dim.
How many Cruciatus Curse has he endured?
Can't remember, but he knew that he might really be dying this time.
"I don't know if this is the world of Harry Potter, but I may not wait until the owl at Hogwarts sends me an admission letter."
The figure in the black hooded wizard robe gradually disappeared into the darkness.
Anton exhaled, his heavy eyelids closed heavily, and his head drooped
....
When I woke up again, I didn't know how long it had been, I only felt a piercing pain from the place where I was suspended by the chain.
As if it was about to split.
"Haha." Anton let out a burst of laughter, "I'm not dead!"
He, again, survived the old wizard's big and small curses.
Two months ago, he traveled to this abnormal England and became an apprentice of a dark wizard. To be precise, they are called apprentices, but they are actually experimental products, werewolf bait, gas bags, and free servants.
He was the only one who survived the old wizard's many apprentices.
Anton escaped while the old wizard was drunk, and ran for several miles, thinking that the escaped him had been hit by Cruciatus for the first time in his life.
It felt like several knives had been stabbed in the body.
At that time, he had embarrassed the traveler, and while wailing, he humbly begged the old wizard for forgiveness.
The old wizard forgave him graciously, and let him walk alone in the dark forest, trying to seduce the werewolf who likes to attack the young wizard.
The effect is very good.
The old wizard got a very hairy and strong werewolf.
Anton, on the other hand, became the apprentice of the old wizard. An apprentice who behaved a little badly was tormented by a curse.
"Crunch~"
The wooden door of the cellar, which had been in disrepair for a long time, made a harsh sound, and a large amount of light poured in, and Anton's eyes were immediately stimulated to tears.
The dirty black wizard robe gradually approached, the big hood covered the face, and only a tall nose bridge could be vaguely seen.
The old wizard held out a pale, wrinkled hand.
In his hand, he held a ten-inch maroon wand.
Wave gently.
The button at the end of the chain undid by itself, and with a snap, Anton fell to the ground.
The old wizard looked down at him, and let out an old and piercing low laugh, "After the young wizard experiences a burst of magic power, if he doesn't use his wand to learn the spell to sort it out, death will come at any time."
"You are not yet eleven years old, and the magic power in your body has boiled to a critical point."
Wouldn't it just become silent, Anton knew it.
Although he has never read Harry Potter novels or movies, he has read a lot of online articles.
However, he had already passed the moment when he felt that the traveler was omnipotent when he first traveled, and now he just rubbed his wrist silently."
You are the most talented of all my apprentices, be obedient, and I will teach you spells."
Anton's heart moved, he quickly got up, pretending to be excited, "I...I..."
"Teacher, I was wrong."
The old wizard was obviously satisfied with his performance, "Go cook, don't accidentally put bright mushrooms in it.
"Anton's tone became more and more respectful, "There will be no next time."
"Um. "
The old wizard drifted away.
Anton squinted his eyes and looked at the ground, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
He didn't know how strong this old wizard was in the world of Harry Potter, but he was definitely a poor ghost.
Sometimes some of the hard-earned materials were exchanged for experimental materials.
So, does that mean the old wizard only has one wand?
If he broke his wand while teaching, would he be facing just an ordinary old man?
Here's an opportunity!
But be careful and be careful.
The matter of Anton adding poisonous mushrooms to the noodles may have aroused the old wizard's vigilance.
Take it easy.
Anton exhaled, he had enough patience.
Struggling to walk up the stone stairs of the cellar, open the door, the sun pierces through the fog in the forest and illuminates everything brightly.
Step by step, I came to the kitchen in the corner of the walled yard. The cloth bag containing wheat flour was placed in the corner of the stove. Looking at the shriveled appearance, there was not much left in it. There is only one bottom of the suet in the clay pot, and there is only a small handful of salt.
"This poor man!"
Anton complained again.
Last time, the old wizard lost his temper because he was tired of eating oily noodles and steamed buns. Anton ran to the forest in despair to pick mushrooms for him.
Yes, toppings.
A small clump of dreamy-looking mushrooms.
Anton recognized this kind because he had watched popular science while watching the short video, Amanita fly amanita, only a little diarrhea after eating it, and it will recover the next day.
By the third day, die!
The hopeless kind.
There is a song that goes like this, "Red umbrellas, white poles, after eating the planks. Lying planks, buried mountains."
Anton was looking forward to the moment when he buried the old wizard in the forest with his own hands.
Unfortunately, no matter how naturally he behaved, the old wizard was still miraculously aware of the danger.
"I don't know, I don't understand, I'm just a child." Even though Anton tried his best to explain, the old wizard still gave him several Cruciatus Curse.
He didn't know why the old wizard suddenly wanted to teach him the spell, but he was always unafraid to hold this black wizard with the greatest malice.
Skilled kneading, lighting a fire, pouring oil.
Anton made a big bowl of noodles by himself first, and then walked towards the hut with the remaining small bowl of noodles.
If he didn't eat in advance, the old wizard would definitely not give him time to eat.
"Teacher, it's time to eat."
The old wizard nodded and looked up from the large amount of parchment. When he was not wearing a hood, his white hair and beard looked particularly dazzling.
On a face full of wrinkles, the eye sockets were deeply sunken, and the light blue eyes looked very deep.
He slowly turned his head to look at the oil-splashed noodles, was silent for a moment, and then walked over to pick up the spoon.
"Go and clean up, we'll go to Knockturn Alley later."
Knockturn Alley!
Anton's eyes widened, and now he was finally sure, this is the world of Harry Potter!
Just don't know what year it is?
When he crossed over, he followed this old wizard to wander around, walking in the deserted suburbs.
Sometimes he would not dare to say a single word to others when he encountered a gathering of strange people.
Must be the era of Harry Potter!
He prayed to himself.
It's not that he likes the kid Harry Potter, but at this time, the first generation of the Great Devil is imprisoned, and the second generation of the Great Devil is running for his life. As long as he finds a way to enter Hogwarts to study, he can get relative stability in life.
He had had enough of being killed at any moment.
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