Chapter 18 Ghost Armor

The excellent qualities that a traverser should have: make up the knife and touch the corpse.

Anton did neither.

Except for the time when he hurriedly stuffed the old wizard into the box at the beginning, he didn't touch him after that. Even when he moved it out this time, he pulled it out with a long hook.

He knew that there must be some treasures in the pocket of the old wizard's wizard robe, but he would never want to touch it.

This still comes from the words and deeds of the old wizard.

Even if it was the target item that he wanted, the old wizard was still cautious when touching the corpse, and sometimes even asked his apprentice to replace it.

I remembered that at that time, the old wizard's apprentice died and there were only two of them left. He casually pointed to the more edible little fat man between Anton and the other little fat man.

The poor baby was fine after the body search, and she cried at night, feeling that she had saved her life again.

As a result, on the night of the third day, a head grew out of his shoulder, a head that belonged to the dead old witch.

There are countless strange and treacherous spells that have been handed down from the age of ancient wizards. According to the current evaluation standards, almost all of them can be assigned to the category of black magic.

These strange spells may not be considered anything in the eyes of Snape, McGonagall and others who are from the academy, but outside the academy, in the dark places beyond the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic, they are constantly killing people. A lot of people.

Here is the so-called chaotic place of the bottom wandering wizards.

The more you learn, the more you become biased, and the more you become biased, the more you want to study. Sometimes, people disappear after researching.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Anton turned over and got on the broomstick, flying crazily into the distance.

Flying in the sky, without any shelter, no need to worry about whether he will hit something, allowing him to relax and look back at the situation.

This glance almost scared his soul out.

I saw a figure floating out of the dark green formation in the distance.

It's the old wizard!

Unlike before, the old wizard's body was faded pale and translucent.

The shabby wizard robe on his body was windless and automatic, and the head in his hands was staring at him tightly!

After a while, the old wizard floated into the small building above.

The small building has undergone miraculous changes.

The walls, a haphazard patchwork of planks and rusted iron, cracked open, flapping their wings like large birds.

After a few thumps, it really flew up.

"Wang Defa!" Anton was shocked, and lowered his body while holding the broomstick. He found that the wind resistance would be smaller and the broom would fly faster.

Xiaolou's speed is extremely fast!

Even faster than a broomstick!

Fortunately, this thing doesn't seem to fly very far. After a certain distance, it will land on the ground and then fly again.

In this way, along the depths of the forest, all the way speeding.

The top speed of the broomstick is constant, no matter how you push it, that's it. It doesn't judge the speed by whether the wizard's magic power is strong or not.

Anton especially thanked himself for his wise actions before. Without this broom, he would have died tonight.

But it's not a problem to keep chasing like this.

This small building that flies like a bird doesn't seem to be tired, but Anton is starting to feel a little tired.

The broomstick only has an invisible gas cushion, and the support of the whole person requires both hands to hold the broomstick firmly.

Coupled with the high-speed flying wind, it slapped the face frantically.

Anton felt his whole body going numb.

It's an hour!

Flying for an hour!

Still in hot pursuit!

"It's more patience, isn't it?" Anton's face turned ruthless, the last thing he lacked was patience.

The more you don't rush at this time!

The only way he can fight back now is to pull out his wand and release the spell, but whether it is the soul-shifting spell or the dislocation spell, whether it works or not, he will fall into an extremely weak state because of casting a spell beyond his ability.

May fall off the broomstick as a result.

This is not a wise choice!

Great Britain is but an island.

There is no need to fly forever, as long as it flies above the sea, Anton has a hundred ways to scrap it for such a thing that needs landing and endurance!

Facts have proved that as long as you have enough patience, you will always find an opportunity!

In a mining area with unknown minerals, when the small building descended and flew up, due to the terrain, it was stuck and flew off a large piece of wooden floor.

The ground that was originally on the first floor fell to the ground with a clatter.

Anton's eyes lit up.

Spot the opportunity!

He twisted the broomstick and started to turn. Xiaolou chased after him, and this time the distance between the two sides was even closer.

But this price is necessary.

Anton lowered himself, and the broomstick swooped down to the mining area just now.

When it was almost on the ground, he lifted the broom violently and lifted into the air again.

The huge Xiaolou behind him was not so agile.

There was a loud bang, and the sound of friction was extremely ear-piercing.

Half of his body hit the ground and broke into pieces.

Xiaolou still tirelessly chased after him.

"Haha." Anton rushed to the sky, suddenly feeling all the depression in his chest dissipated, he howled wantonly, "This feeling is very exciting and refreshing!"

Lower again, dive!

Just like this, I took the small building around in circles, and got stuck with map bugs.

Finally, this small crooked building was completely smashed to the edge of the mine.

The magic array made of dark green filaments flickered for a moment, then completely collapsed.

"No!" Howled the old wizard, "My armor! My armor!"

He floated up and rushed towards the ruins again, but like matter of different dimensions, he went straight through.

The old wizard still shuttled back and forth unwillingly.

Anton hovered in mid-air on a broomstick, looking at him coldly.

"ghost!"

He finally knew what it was.

Hogwarts Castle has a bunch of these creatures.

If the content in his memory is not fanciful, this kind of ghost is in a state between life and death. After the wizard dies, he has the opportunity to choose to stay in the world or enter the world of the undead.

Except for those who are particularly obsessed, generally no one will choose to stay here after death, becoming an embarrassing state where the underworld does not want the yang world to accept.

Ghosts are not even a kind of life, they can only be counted as traces of life, imitating the state of life.

Except for the cold feeling when they are touched, this thing can no longer affect everything in the world.

Ambitious characters like Grindelwald and Voldemort would never consider such creatures as their subordinates.

But now a miraculous scene appeared in front of Anton.

Relying on the magic of the 'dark green filamentary crack' that he had researched, the old wizard managed to create such an armor that could be manipulated by ghosts before he was alive.

In some fields, there are always some amazing talents, such as a master of oblivion.

Although the overall strength is not good, it can always walk ahead of everyone in some areas.

"Amazing." Even though he hated or even hated the old wizard, Anton still exclaimed.

He suddenly realized that the information he had stored in the Gringotts vault might be really valuable!

Now that the old wizard has no threat at all, it's time for him to pursue his new life.

Goodbye to you.

With a slight lift of the arm, the broomstick circled in the air and flew into the distance.