The light of the curse poured out from the tip of the wand and turned into a huge light pillar ten meters thick.

The beam of light was filled with billowing magic power, rushing towards the distance with no end in sight.

Anton held the wand tightly and fine-tuned the power of the spell little by little, trying his best to make himself relaxed.

He felt uncomfortable, extremely uncomfortable, and the emotions and memories of the crazy tormenting desire in Tom's wreckage rushed into his mind like a river bursting its banks.

Keep your heart!

Anton warned himself this way.

Be elegant and relaxed. This is the best state to control the spell taught by Professor Voldemort.

This thing is simply torture to yourself.

As if his bicycle was equipped with a rocket propeller, Anton felt like he was going to fall apart.

I don't know how long it took.

Anton took a deep breath and exhaled~~~~~

The light of the curse began to condense, changing little by little, and finally turned into a one-meter-long twisting dazzling plasma at the tip of the wand.

Wave your wand gracefully.

The plasma snaked along the air and rushed into Dumbledore's forehead at extremely fast speeds.

Lao Deng snorted, his whole body trembling crazily, but he was very strong and did not make a sound.

The light of the curse spread out, and patches of plasma-like light splashed on Dumbledore's forehead. In the light, another Dumbledore slowly appeared.

Bo.

The plasma disappears.

Anton shakily inserted his wand into the pocket of the wizard's robe, and the man fell into a trance.

He stared at the two Dumbledores coldly, gritted his teeth, "Dumbledore, I don't owe you anything anymore. It's not easy for me to make you into a Horcrux and put it into my body. Voldemort

It doesn't matter to me, I know that his incomplete soul cannot take away my body."

"But you can."

"This is the only time I trust you."

"You said you promised to give me 'Dumbledore's gift', but this is just a distant promise."

"The fact that I will do this just means that I am happy to do this for you. It is not a decision made after weighing the pros and cons. To be honest, I have lost a lot."

Snap.

Before Anton finished speaking, he fainted and fell to the ground.

Dumbledore looked at him with a complicated expression, and finally sighed deeply, "Yes, how could I not feel your sincerity to me."

He squinted and looked at the sky, as if he was looking through the endless fog and looking at the vast universe.

"Am I really living in a novel?"

Of course, Lao Deng did not completely read the memory of the child he liked. He did not want to do this to people close to him. After all, although everyone quietly called him the White Devil, no one would say that he was the Dark Devil. Some

The bottom line in my heart is that he is still different from Voldemort.

It's just that the information that pops up in Anton's head from time to time tells him this clearly.

This is very difficult to handle, even if you don’t know it.

No one can answer his question, but maybe a sentence in Anton's mind can give him the answer - my hometown is where my heart is.

Anton doesn't have such worries, he just feels that this is a real world.

In a flash of light, Dumbledore and Anton appeared in the office.
Chapter completed!