Chapter 136: A good spell for home travel

"All petrochemical!"

The light of the spell flickered, and a rune fell from the tree.

Neville was panting and pale.

"Looks like you need a rest." Anton took out his wand and tapped the rabbit floating in mid-air beside him, turning it into a sofa chair with soft rabbit fur cushions.

"Take a rest, you'd better get some sleep, and I'll do the rest."

Neville breathed a sigh of relief, leaned back on the sofa chair, and snored soon after.

Anton is very satisfied with Neville. In addition to the courage to face his own cowardice and make changes, this child has perseverance and perseverance. Although he is very partial to magic, he has a unique talent. He is very suitable for emotions that require firm will and courage the spell.

And Neville still believed in himself. After a tense day in such a dangerous Forbidden Forest, he just fell asleep just because he said, "I'll be the rest."

Anton smiled and said softly, "Congratulations, joining the Weasley Cottage."

He raised his wand gently, his voice flat, "Avada Suo!"

Dark green magic light pierced through the darkening forest.

The Rune Snake didn't even have a chance to struggle, and instantly fell to the ground.

"hey-hey."

"Separation of flesh and blood!" Anton waved his wand, and the rune snake floated into the air, the skin, flesh, and bones split apart, and the blood tumbled and flowed in midair, sinking into the glass bottle in Anton's hand.

"Looks like it's full."

Put the glass bottle in the snuff box, and take out a stock pot and seasoning from it.

After a while, the bonfire was lit, and the snake meat was boiling in the soup pot.

I don't know if it's because of the traversers, but Anton can always find the use of magic spells that others don't see.

For example, the effect of the Crucifixion on the soul, let him develop this into a 'soul scalpel'.

The Killing Curse also has many uses.

For example, after collecting the blood of magical animals, after eating a big melon and cleaning one side of the blood, there will be no faint resentment of life disappearing in it.

Get extremely pure blood.

Or, for example, for food processing.

Snakes have dense parasites on their bodies.

One trick to clean the big melon, to ensure that you can eat with peace of mind, eat with confidence, and eat comfortably.

Finally, there is an ancient magic spell to separate flesh and blood, a good magic spell for chopping vegetables, and a good magic spell necessary for home travel.

you deserve to have!

Awesome.

Neville was awakened by the tempting aroma.

When he woke up, a house woven by elephant-eating rattan covered him, surrounded on all sides, not only with a ceiling above, but also a floor woven with elephant-eating rattan on the ground.

Approaching the wall, the ivy vine automatically twists and slides, and a round arched gate appears.

Outside the door, Anton squatted beside the bonfire and hummed, holding a big bowl and eating fragrantly.

Neville swallowed.

A bowl on a nearby stone floated to Neville, and the broth from the pot on the campfire flew into the bowl.

Taking the bowl and spoon, Neville sat down on the stone beside Anton.

It didn't take long for them to eat the whole pot of broth.

"What's this? I've never eaten such delicious food."

"Snake soup."

pat.

The bowl in Neville's hand fell to the ground. He looked at Anton blankly and asked hoarsely, "What... what soup?"

Anton smiled, his white teeth shining scarily in the moonlight.

"Snake soup for runes."

"You caught it."

Neville suddenly felt a little nauseous, he grabbed his neck, and suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable, "You...you said that runes are highly venomous, and I feel...feeling very bad."

"Haha." Anton glanced at him, "That's the fun of the potion. The poison of the rune snake is a good ingredient for freshness. Okay, if you're really going to be poisoned, I'm so Isn't the long-term potion learned in vain?"

"Can..."

"Rune snake..."

Anton stood up and threw the tableware and chopsticks to the ground at will. The magic power fluctuated for a moment, and the tableware and chopsticks turned into branches. "Just ask you, how does it taste?"

Neville smacked his mouth. "Looks like... not bad?"

"Quack quack." Anton waved his wand with a smile, and the elephant-eating vine retracted into the flowerpot and floated back into his snuff box.

"Let's go, keep moving forward!"

"Huh? Oh, okay."

...

...

"Anton, what do you seem to be looking for?" Neville was a little curious.

Anton turned his head and stared at Neville with a smile for a long time, seeing him take a step back in horror, "Unicorn!"

"I'm looking for unicorns, their blood is magical."

It is not so easy for Anton to accept a new partner. The twins are also the candidates to cooperate with him after countless observations.

Bravely facing one's own flaws, talent, and perseverance can only mean that this person has potential.

Loyalty is the key to becoming a partner.

He is looking forward to the news of the death of the unicorn in the Forbidden Forest in the future, and Neville's performance.

"The unicorn represents purity, immutability, and steadfastness, and anyone who tries to kill it will be cursed!" Neville was a little nervous, his tone hurried.

An Dong raised his eyebrows, "You actually understand?"

"This is my favorite magical beast!" Neville was a little excited, "My current wand is left by my father, and I've been looking forward to having one of my own, maybe it's a wand made of unicorn tail hair. "

"Well, yes, it suits your quality very well." Anton shrugged, "Maybe I can pull one out for you later, so you can have a wand of your own earlier?"

"This is a holy creature, how can it be!" Neville's little face wrinkled.

"Maybe it's because you weren't serious in class?"

"what???"

Anton sighed and looked at Neville helplessly, "Maybe a lot of people are talking about how good unicorns are, but you have to know that for wizards, it is first and foremost a supplier of potion materials."

"The unicorn's tail hair may shed, but its unicorn will last a lifetime, and it will die when it is plucked."

Neville breathed a sigh of relief, "You still want to pluck its horn?"

"No no no." Anton raised a finger and shook, "This is bloody, I have money, and the whole small vault is full of money. If I need it~www.mtlnovel.com~ I will go to Diagon Alley. It's not very expensive to buy, just a 21 gold Galleon."

"Diagon Alley...is it for sale?" Neville's eyes widened.

"Well." Anton looked indifferent. "Of course, if I need it, I can go directly to Professor Snape to ask for one. He has a box of unicorn horns."

"!!!"

Neville's whole body was confused for a while, screaming, "A... a whole box?"

"Yes."

"Have you forgotten that the potion class requires unicorn horns, a potion material, just for every little wizard to practice potions. You don't know how many unicorn horns are consumed in a class."

"Neville..."

An Dong smiled, "It seems that you didn't master the potions class well."