Cardcaptor at Hogwarts

The light at the top of the wand flashed, and the wrinkled fig in the man's hand was safe and sound, and it was out of the man's palm the next moment.

The man's eyes followed the wrinkled fig to Adam.

"Just talk properly, why are you taking the wrinkled fig out to vent your anger?"

Adam took a closer look:

"It's actually produced in Abyssinia, it's a good thing."

Potions have many similarities with Chinese medicinal materials, such as the influence of the origin on the medicinal properties, or the magical properties.

The wrinkled figs in Abyssinia are like the Fritillaria in Sichuan, the Chinese yam in Henan, and the Atractylodes macrocephala in Zhejiang... In short, this wrinkled fig is a fine product of its kind.

"Who are you?"

The man frowned and looked at Adam. Whether it was the stop spell or the flying spell just now, they were all silent and wandless magic. He had never seen such magic abilities when he was an Auror.

He had never even heard of it!

"My name is Adam, and I'm Sebastian's friend. Sebastian invited me to visit his home and... to see his sister."

Adam's eyes fell on Anne.

Traces of dark magic that had never been seen before...

Although he had mastered a vast amount of magical knowledge, both actively and forcedly, Adam had to admit that he still had many shortcomings in terms of dark magic.

In terms of overall magical knowledge, he could beat up Professor Dumbledore and his wife, but if limited to dark magic knowledge, he was probably less than one percent of Voldemort.

There was no way. Although dark magic was diverse, 99% of the effects of dark magic were limited to torture and harm, and the rest were inhuman magic transformations, which Adam really couldn't use.

So for this deficiency, Adam didn't plan to make up for it until he was bored and had nothing to do.

"You're here again, Sebastian, when will you accept the fact that your sister can't be cured?"

The man rolled his eyes and spoke loudly to Sebastian, as if he wanted to wake him up.

"Forever! I will never accept it! You don't even want to try, so why can you conclude that Annie..."

"Ah--"

Annie suddenly covered her heart and wailed, interrupting Sebastian's words.

"Annie?!"

Sebastian quickly supported her.

"Look at what you have done!"

The man glared at Sebastian.

Adam looked at the black magic energy that suddenly began to churn and touched his chin:

"So that's it, is it related to emotions? It will break out when stimulated. This is a continuous curse."

As he said, Adam pushed Sebastian away and walked to Annie, and stuffed the shrunken fig into Sebastian's arms:

"Take it, you can use it to make a shrinking potion."

"What are you doing--"

The man supported Annie's shoulders and frowned at Adam, then saw Adam reaching out to Annie and hurriedly stopped him.

Adam's hand stopped more than ten centimeters away from Annie, stretched out his index finger and thumb and pinched, and a red magic energy was immediately captured and imprisoned between his index finger and thumb.

As the magic energy was captured, Anne's wailing stopped immediately, leaving only the exhausted panting sound after her physical strength was greatly consumed.

Sebastian and the man looked at this scene and couldn't help but be stunned.

"What is that...?"

Sebastian said blankly.

"The curse in Anne's body..."

Adam's eyes flickered. In his eyes, the basic world rules that constituted this curse were constantly analyzed, and the effects caused by such an arrangement were constantly being deduced.

"Merlin..."

The man looked at Anne who had calmed down, his face full of disbelief:

"Annie, are you feeling okay now?"