"What should I do?"

Ron almost cried!

Oh, no, he did cry. While crying, he clutched the wand in his hand desperately.

He couldn't believe what kind of situation he would face once this 'sacred protective spell' was dispelled.

Being torn apart?

Will it be eaten?

He didn't know, he didn't even know what to do next.

Until, he lowered his head and looked at the notepad that had just fallen beside him. He remembered that there were several powerful attack spells in it.

So he began to struggle with his body, enduring the bone-piercing and tearing pain, and raised his right hand to the left side of his body to grab the book.

He was originally right-handed, but he didn't have time to think too much just now, so he could only let his left hand grab the wand and cast the spell.

He didn't expect that he could do all this.

No!

He did it!

Therefore, he firmly believed that he could certainly maintain the spell by grabbing the notepad on the left with his right hand. Then he spread it out and learned an attack spell in a very short period of time.

Yes, he firmly believed it.

If he doesn't believe it, he will die!

It’s ugly to die!

"Don't you stop his bleeding first?"

On the treetop, Dumbledore glanced with interest, turned to Anton and asked.

Anton shrugged, "I think he can still hold on."

As he said that, he raised his eyebrows, "You saw it when you first came here, right? This is the ultimate magic trick I prepared for those dark wizards who came back from the North Pole, and those Muggle squibs who studied in the "Wizard World".

"Compressive practical teaching', quickly extract the potential of the soul!"

Dumbledore looked down at Ron with an inexplicable expression and nodded, "I didn't

I don’t really agree with it, but I don’t object to it. You can give it a try.”

Click~

Anton took another bite of the huge peach in his hand and ate it happily, ignoring Dumbledore.

Lao Deng didn't seem to be interested in this kind of peach. After all, smelling the fragrant smell, he felt that this thing was not particularly sweet, and it was definitely not as delicious as the pile of cockroaches. I am reading a book.

He glanced at the notepad in Ron's hand, thought for a moment, took out the Elder Wand and tapped it lightly.

Ron felt his eyes blur and the writing on the notepad became much clearer, and he quickly read it carefully.

Dumbledore met Anton's surprised look and smiled slightly, "Gellert's spells for Harry's teachings were very straightforward, and they were not very suitable for Ron. I changed some for him."

"That's not what I want to say." Anton stared at Dumbledore, "You still gave him black magic instead of taking the opportunity to switch to regular magic. I think this must be some kind of conspiracy?"

"Merlin's beard!" Dumbledore glared at Anton, took out a box of strange-flavored bean candies from the pocket of his wizard robe, picked up one and threw it into his mouth in displeasure, "How could you think that?

I, I’m just going with the flow!”

"Yeah?"

"hehe."

I don’t believe it! You old bee!

However, it seems to be quite fun! I will reluctantly agree with you once!
Chapter completed!