Carrying a backpack full of information and a flying broom, Anton came downstairs with all his belongings.
He has become accustomed to carrying the most important items with him wherever he goes.
Besides, this goblin Pedro visibly hates humans. Although Anton doesn't know why, Pedro occasionally reveals an expression of disgust towards him inadvertently.
Add to that the annoying old wizard.
Anton felt that he might be driven out by the goblins at any time.
As soon as he got downstairs, he heard the old wizard laughing at Pedro.
"Haha, stupid teacher, you must have the 'Wizard's Eyes' potion, take it out and let Anton finish it, your butcher-like treatment method is simply stupid."
"Shut up!" Pedro was furious, grabbing his dragon rib magic pattern long sword and waving it hatefully.
"Hahaha, I saw it, I saw it! I was so careful observing your habits back then. I know you so well. You looked at your wrist. There's the 'Fairy Treasure' rune there, right? Hahaha, I know there's a forest inside. Did you put the potion in there?"
"Shut up, shut up!" Pedro wailed.
"If you keep interrupting me with your chatter, will you be responsible if the operation fails?"
"Hahaha, that's great!" The old wizard floated back and forth, even pulling at his hair and swinging his head like a flail, as if he was extremely happy. "Hahaha, stupid teacher, if the operation fails, you'll be killed by the 'Unbreakable Vow' spell."
Anna's eyes widened at the lively scene.
Anton watched with amusement.
The old wizard had been buzzing in his ear like this at the time. Sometimes he really admired his own perseverance.
But he still caught a word - the Fairy Treasure rune.
Rune?
This was clearly a new term, but it was a shame that humans and goblins couldn't learn from each other's magic.
He was more concerned about the goblin treasure being a forest? So, was the forest on the second floor actually in Pedro's possession?
The wonders of the wizarding world were always captivating.
Finding the emotional juncture in their conversation, Anton quickly interjected when the emotion reached a subtle level. "Teacher, I'm here. Let's get ready for the surgery. Aren't you also curious about werewolves?"
The old wizard finally stopped interrupting, and Pedro breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced out the window at the gloomy sky, calculated the time, and hurried off to prepare for the surgery.
One o'clock in the afternoon.
A delicate instrument sprayed a purple-pink gel-like substance into the spacious hall, forming a cage covered in tentacles.
Two o'clock in the afternoon.
Lupin, wearing a loose hospital gown, entered the cage. His face was a little pale, but he was clearly in good spirits. Seeing Anton, he smiled gently.
Three o'clock in the afternoon.
The goblin assembled another massive instrument, and countless distorted beams of light swirled through the hall.
The old wizard whispered, "This is a magical sensory amplifier. You can use it as a magnifying glass. Within this light, you'll see the werewolf transform into a ten-meter-tall giant. Don't be startled. I don't want my foolish teacher to see my apprentice make a fool of himself."
Anton nodded, observing curiously. It was 4:30 p.m.
Only an hour left until moonrise.
Yes, it was autumn now, and night would fall earlier than usual.
Pedro was carrying a massive box on his back, with five strangely shaped arms extending from it. One of them held a telescope-like object before the goblin's left eye.
He was contemplating something.
It was 5 p.m.
Everyone was tense.
Just then, there was a knock on the door of the island cottage. Knock, knock,
knock.
A dull knock on the door startled everyone. The goblin waved his hand and said impatiently to Anna, "Whoever it is, tell them to come back tomorrow."
Anna nodded, and Anton followed her cautiously.
It was imperative that nothing unexpected happen at this moment. If the little girl couldn't handle it, he would also try his best to create a suitable operating environment for Pedro.
Unbolting the latch, a strange magical pattern flickered on the door before vanishing in an instant. Anna finally opened it.
Creak!
A middle-aged wizard appeared.
He was burly and tall, with a greasy, ramen-like hair that looked like it had been washed with Muggle gasoline, a high, hooked nose, and lifeless eyes.
It was Snape!
"My idol!" Anton exclaimed in surprise, moving to block the gap in the door next to Anna's.
Damn, that was Lupin in the hall.
Lupin, the man Snape hated so much, one of the four who had stolen Snape's love, bullied him at school, and even nearly killed him or turned him into a werewolf.
Although Anton knew Lupin was a good man, who knew if he had been an accomplice or a helpless persuader back then?
It was over, it was over, Barbie Q was dead.
This was the most unexpected accident!
Meanwhile, the sky was gradually dimming, and the moon had already appeared faintly on the horizon.
Behind Snape floated a huge iron cage, and inside, a huge viper looked dying.
"Snake!"
Anna's scream was filled with fear, and the sound, as if she was shouting with all her strength, almost scared Anton to death beside her.
He turned around in surprise, only to see Anna straighten her body, eyes closed, and fall down.
She had fainted from fear!
Anton quickly hugged her. Dong,
Dong, Dong.
Pedro hurried over, carrying a huge metal box on his back. He threw open the door, glanced at Anna, and stared at Snape coldly.
"Ha, the famous Snape, what do you want from me?"
Snape gestured at the iron cage behind him. Before he could say anything, Pedro waved his hand impatiently, as if shooing away a fly.
"Damn it!"
"Even though I invented the Blood Curse, I don't want every Blood Curse-turned-Orc to come to me, right?"
Anton keenly noticed that Pedro glanced at Anna as he spoke.
"???"
Could it be?
Anton looked at Anna in his arms. The little girl's brow furrowed, her hands clutching her clothes tightly, as if she were afraid of something terrifying. Unlike her usual youthful, elegant lady self, she now seemed as fragile as a flower vulnerable to a rainstorm.
A blood curse?
Invented by the goblin Pedro?
Snape shook his head. "I'm sorry to bother you, Master Pedro. I was hoping you could help me see if another soul resides within this snake's body. You're an expert in this area."
"I'm busy!" Pedro slammed the door.
The spelllight flashed,
and the door opened again. Snape stared at Pedro with indifferent eyes. "This matter is of great importance to me. You only need to use your goblin eyes to take a look. I'll apologize for the inconvenience in a subsequent letter, along with the potion you inquired about."
Pedro hesitated, but finally agreed.
Circles of waves appeared in front of his head, and his eyes seemed to grow enormous.
He stared at the snake for a long time, then finally shook his head. "I don't know what you hope to find inside, but it's clear that there's only one woman, and this woman's soul has completely transformed into a snake. There's almost no way she can turn back into a human."
Snape was clearly relieved, and the iron cage behind him dropped heavily to the ground in front of the door. "This snake is for you, as compensation for your rudeness."
He turned and left.
Suddenly, he looked back again in confusion.
His sight passed through the gap between several people and looked at the familiar figure in the hall.
"Lupin?"