Magic surges.

Anton's whole body's magic power was boiling.

It's like a boiling boiler.

Anton frowned, he thought everything was too simple.

Voldemort poured into the soul shell he created for himself as expected, the 'Puppet Doll in the Hands of the Witch' curse worked as expected, the 'Cracked Curse' worked as expected, and the 'Horcrux' curse also worked as expected.

But Voldemort's power was beyond his imagination.

They are all remnant souls, their bodies have been weakened to the extreme due to living in Quirrell, but they are still so powerful.

Desperately powerful.

Anton's expression was fierce, with a resolute and free spirit, and a wild look that looked down upon life and death.

Smile~

Smile gracefully.

Yes, this is how his dear professor taught him, to be elegant, to control his own spells freely, and to control his murderous intentions freely.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The tip of the wand pointed at his eyes emits a rich dark green light.

"No, kid, you still can't control this curse!" Dumbledore's expression changed, and he anxiously pulled out his wand and pointed it at Anton. An invisible curse light connected him and Anton.

The trembling light of the Death Curse suddenly became steady and powerful.

Lightly...

Gracefully……

Softly yet sharply...

Go deep into Anton's eyes, deep into his head, deep into his soul...

Pick it gently.

"Ah~~~~"

A cloud of black mist emerged from Anton's body, and Voldemort's painful face was vaguely revealed from inside, as he circled and danced crazily in mid-air.

"Anthony..." Voldemort's tone was cold and he gritted his teeth and said, "You are very good, very good."

There was a biting coldness and murderous intent in his tone.

Anton smiled slightly, bent down, waved his wand and performed a wizarding ritual.

"Oh~ my dear professor, thank you for your compliment."

Voldemort roared angrily and flew away quickly, extremely fast, and disappeared in an instant.

Anton closed his eyes and savored it for a moment, then opened his eyes and looked at Dumbledore.

"It's a Horcrux."

"He cannot be killed because of the Horcrux."

Dumbledore was such a smart man. He instantly turned his head to look at Harry Potter and then at Anton.

Anton raised his eyebrows and laughed.

"My professor is with me forever. It's great."

real.

For the only time in his life, Dumbledore gave a thumbs up.

"you are awesome."

The words are completely full of complexity.

What to say?

He didn't even know how to describe this child's behavior. Brave? Crazy? Crazy? Smart? Stupid?

Thousands of words finally turned into a strong shock - children nowadays are so fierce.

No matter how you say it, today is still a fruitful day. Lao Deng finally knows how to deal with Tom.

To put it in Anton's words, Voldemort showed his health bar.

You already have a health bar, how can you not die?

Tsk tsk tsk.

Dumbledore looked at Anton, clicked his tongue twice, and lightly tapped Anton's arm with his wand. The silver flying dragon twisted on his wrist, flapped its wings and flew up.

"Don't!" Anton shouted anxiously.

"This thing is so useful. It can also resist the death curse!"

Dumbledore smiled, "No spell can resist the Death Curse."

"???"

Anton looked confused.

I saw the silver flying dragon flying in the sky, changing, countless red flames emerged, and finally turned into a phoenix.

The Phoenix cried, flew up and down happily, and landed gently on Dumbledore's arm.

"Look..." Dumbledore stretched out his fingers and teased the phoenix's chin, "it's almost choked."

“!!!!”

It really shocked me for ten thousand years.

Anton opened his mouth wide, opened and closed it, and finally looked at Dumbledore in disbelief, "You told me that this is a curse, and you also told me that maybe if I study this curse thoroughly, I can understand the magic.

wonderful."

Dumbledore shrugged, "Well, a white lie."

Do you know how much time and energy I wasted studying this so-called Silver Dragon Bracelet spell?

You sealed a phoenix on my body, don't think I don't know you are monitoring me through it!

No wonder you can recognize my transformed Animagus!

I’ll circle and cross your uncle and grandma.

You are a very bad old man.

Now Anton didn't know what to say, so he could only give a thumbs up.

"Cow, you are still cattle!"

"Giggle." Dumbledore laughed like a child, very proud of himself.

"..."

The two sent Harry Potter to the school infirmary and came to Lao Deng's office.

Dumbledore crossed his fingers on the table and squinted in thought.

Anton was eating ice cream waffles with a small spoon. With its super exquisite workmanship and super delicate texture, it was obvious that the elves worked hard for every request of Principal Dumbledore.

"Don't let Harry know what happened tonight."

"I know."

Dumbledore suddenly looked at Anton intently, his eyes flickering.

Anton was so frightened that he waved his hands quickly, "Don't look at me. I'm different from Harry. The Horcrux is not combined with me. I can kill him at any time if I hold it in my hand."

"Maybe..." Dumbledore stared at Anton, "It can be done now."

"no!"

Anton refused, "I also want the professor to teach me more knowledge, and..."

He gestured with his wrist, "You took away my ability to resist the death curse. I have to find a shield for myself."

"Shield?" Dumbledore looked strange.

He said rather harshly, "Tom is really in trouble for finding you as his student."

Anton imitated Dumbledore's expression and shrugged, "Well, you too."

"!!!"

"Fiennes (the old wizard) is right, you can be really annoying sometimes."

"You too, Professor Dumbledore."

Dumbledore was very unhappy, picked up a small spoon, scooped up a large piece of ice cream and stuffed it into his mouth, "Eat my waffles and say bad things about me!"

Anton sighed, put down the small spoon, crossed his fingers and placed it on the table.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, your mood is very wrong."
To be continued...