Amosta had tidied up the desk. In order to avoid damage, even the candlestick and the photo of him and Grandma Felena were moved to other places.
Before starting to move, he glanced at the surveillance wall opposite. Hogwarts was peaceful, and nothing special happened.
After sighing, Amosta walked back to the bedside and took out his suitcase, searched for it, and took out a very strange-shaped candlestick from it.
The lower part of the candlestick is a voodoo doll with two eyes as big as a baby's fist, and its gaped teeth are cracked below the earlobes. The doll's head is about half the size of its body, its body is black, and its swollen face is hung with... A smile that makes people tremble with fear.
As for the material used to make this doll, Amosta did not want to delve into it...
He bought this alchemical item from the trading market in the underground world. The wizard who sold it came from Ouagadougou, Africa.
Among all the countries where magical civilization flourishes, Ouagadougou is probably the most chaotic area. Looking into the reason, it is probably due to the impact of the local complicated Muggle social order.
To this day, there are still many people living in the form of tribes there, and the leaders of these tribes are generally shamans with a long heritage.
Tribal shamans still retain many of the extremely cruel and bloody magic methods handed down from ancient times. Curses and sacrifices are their best methods. To be honest, even a powerful shaman like Amosta is not willing to It's easy to provoke these perverts.
On the top of the head of the voodoo doll, the upper part of the candlestick is a transparent tube that holds candle liquid. Because the doll has not been used, the tube is clean without any stains.
Next, it’s time to make the candle liquid.
Amosta put his hand into the box again, and after a while, he took out a bottle of scarlet dragon's blood.
This bottle of dragon blood came from the Norwegian red-scaled dragon that Amosta killed. He collected a lot of dragon blood at that time. He was afraid that using a large amount would arouse the vigilance of the Ministry of Magic, so Amosta had a rich reserve of dragon blood.
As we all know, almost all of the fire dragon's body is full of treasures, especially the dragon's blood and nerves, which contain rich magic power and are excellent raw materials for potions and spells.
He poured the dragon's blood into the transparent tube on the head of the voodoo doll, and looked at the crystal red mist on the surface of the slightly rippling liquid. Amosta nodded with satisfaction. Next, it was time to pay a price.
Amosta shook his sleeves and exposed his arms. A dark silver light flashed in the dim air. The gushing blood condensed into a winding stream under the influence of magic, accurately matching the flow in the tube. The dragon blood converges.
The ominous magic escaping in the office seems to be able to swallow up the light. The candlesticks with stable light on the bookshelf are getting darker and darker, as if they are stained with dust.
Amosta looked solemn, and the two whirlpools in his lavender eyes seemed to be slowly flowing. He kept shaking his wand, and black, tadpole-like demons emerged from the wand filled with gray light. Texts, these tadpole magic texts seem to have vitality. They swim in the void in front of Amosta, leaving light-colored ink marks in the space.
"Go ahead--"
Following Amosta's slightly majestic command, hundreds of tadpole magic texts rushed towards the dragon's blood mixed with Amosta's blood like tired birds returning to the forest.
A strange breeze suddenly rose in the quiet room. The tadpole magic text pushed the blood to rotate, and blood-red tiny electric lights burst out from time to time on the sunken liquid surface, which looked shocking.
The magic power Amosta continuously injected into it was like a gray air flow. Under the catalysis of his own magic power, the magic power contained in the tadpole magic text gradually merged with the magic power in the blood, and the dragon's blood also gradually transformed from a smooth liquid to a thick state. , before the blood completely coagulated, Amosta pulled out a bunch of hair from his head and threw it in. At this point, a bright red candle with a wick was finally made.
In the dim light, Amosta wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead and relaxed his shoulders slightly, but his expression did not look relaxed.
"Peng!"
The lit candle sprouted a flame nearly three feet high, golden in color but with a dark gray halo. From a distance, it looked like a burning torch was stuck on the top of a voodoo doll's head.
It stands to reason that a candle that burns at such a terrifying speed can only last a few minutes before being extinguished. However, the thick body of this strange candle has never shrunk, as if what is being consumed is not candle liquid and candles at all. candle wick.
"It's up to you..."
Amosta's eyelashes trembled slightly and he murmured softly. Then, he stood upright in front of the voodoo doll, raised the tip of his cane to the sky, his expression was extremely solemn, and his low tone was more like making a solemn oath!
"I, Amosta Brain, voluntarily accepted the invitation from Albus Dumbledore, the principal of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, to serve as Assistant Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts!"
Buzz!
The moment the oath was taken, the air in the office suddenly trembled violently. An extremely powerful and evil force of a forced curse suddenly descended on Amosta across the isolation of time and space. In a daze, he The screams of countless tortured and brutally murdered people before their death seemed to ring in my ears!
At this moment, Albus Dumbledore, who was sitting behind a slender-legged desk in the circular office on the eighth floor, suddenly woke up from his thoughts. He suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of Amosta's office, solemnly And the sharp blue eyes seemed to penetrate the obstacles of the layers of walls, watching what Amosta was doing at the moment as if he were on the spot.
The moment the power of the curse placed on Voldemort was transferred to the body, it was transferred out by the substitute prepared by Amosta. However, after the actual power of the curse rushed into the body of the voodoo doll, he quickly discovered that he was under the influence of the curse. Deceived.
An angry roar sounded in the void, and the curse power containing shuddering magic instantly formed a tangible and rapidly expanding dark bubble. After wrapping the voodoo doll, it quickly moved closer to Amosta!
Seeing that the magic that replaced the curse was about to expire, Amosta did not panic. His eyelids moved slightly, and his slightly frowned eyebrows added a bit of majesty to his indifferent expression. Just when the dark bubble was about to break through, two people in front of him When he was about 10 feet away, Amosta suddenly retracted his raised right hand, and the tip of his staff firmly resisted the power of the curse that had taken form!
call!
The inexhaustible strong wind created by the expanding curse and the powerful magic power that continued to spurt out from the tip of Amosta's staff swept across the entire office, and every inch of space was filled with fleeting gray lightning.
Even the images on the surveillance wall continued to flicker due to the violent magical magnetic field that encompassed the entire floor.
The mysterious vortex in Amosta's eyes began to spin again, and his whole body was bathed in a thin and imperceptible shimmer. The magic power breathed out from the tip of the staff was like the tide of a raging typhoon, with each wave becoming stronger than the last. !
As time went by, the bubble formed by the curse power gradually fell into the wind. It slowly shrank and was forced back into the voodoo doll's body inch by inch.
And the moment it completely disappeared, a thin crack suddenly appeared on the towering nose of the grinning voodoo doll, and the originally burning demon fire seemed to have been hit hard. In an instant, the height of the flame increased. Only one-third of the original size remains.
In the circular office, a wry smile appeared on the corner of Principal Dumbledore's mouth. He stood up unconsciously and slowly sat back down with his hand on Fawkes' paw.
Professor Lockhart, whose office was also on the third floor, was breathing heavily and rubbing his eyes as he was preparing to go to the staff dormitory to sleep. He suddenly felt dazed for some reason. He felt that his tired and impatient body seemed to be inexplicably refreshed, as if he had drank. A big jar of vitality tonic!
"Oh, lucky little Nika!"
Lockhart showed a joyful smile and returned to the desk. After taking out the gorgeous peacock quill pen from the pen holder, he started writing quickly.
"Congratulations on receiving my reply a day earlier!"
.....
"It's really not easy to deal with---"
In the messy room, Amosta stared at the voodoo doll with fine lines on its face, and finally showed a relaxed smile. . .
ps: I want to say sorry to everyone, I have to submit a bid on Tuesday, and I have to stay up late tonight to work on the bid document. I can only make one update on Monday, and I will make up for it when I have time.
