"Ho~~~"

With a roar, Old Barty flew up in the air, his slender and explosive werewolf arm seemed like a big bow, waving his dagger-like claws and swept towards Anton.

The speed was extremely fast, dragging the afterimage with his arm, and instantly tore the little wizard who was looking at him curiously on the ground to pieces.

"Merlin's beard!"

"Anton!"

"Oh my god, it's killing people!"

As exclamations erupted from everywhere, Old Batty roared irritably. He stood there and stared blankly at Anton's shadow that turned into nothingness. Only then did he realize that Anton had not been hit just now.

"Apparition?"

He shook his somewhat groggy head and muttered.

"impossible!"

Someone on the stage exclaimed in surprise. Seeing everyone looking over, he explained, "This is the courtroom of the Ministry of Magic. It is prohibited to use Apparition. How is that possible!"

"In fact, this is the "Little Round Dance Phantom Shuttle", the box magic in the Auror office, the high-end application magic of Apparition. Obviously Anton has mastered it very well, and can already tear open the confinement in a small way."

A middle-aged wizard wearing the dark green standard wizard robe of the Department of Mysteries Mute stared closely at the field below, licked his lips, and looked very excited, "It's like some powerful magical animals, like Dumbledore

The family's phoenix can ignore the wizard's imprisonment and the defense of the Apparition Ground."

"This is simply exquisite!"

As for what kind of subtlety it was, the silent man kept silent.

These words made everyone feel itchy, but there was no way to ask the silent man any questions. This was the rule of the Ministry of Magic.

Anton appeared from a short distance very smoothly and looked at Old Barty with a smile, "Relax, look, this is the animal nature I am talking about. When we are emotionally excited, when we are immersed in a certain will,

Human nature will be instantly corroded and affected by animal nature."

So, everyone stared at the panting werewolf in the audience. He was a full 8 feet (2.4 meters) tall, with a powerful chest full of muscles that was rising and falling rapidly, and the long arms hanging down below the knees were slightly

It was shaking, and a pair of vertical-pupil beast eyes were staring at Anton fiercely.

In just an instant, the werewolf pushed his heels hard, and the huge thrust brought his body quickly towards Anton, waving his arms again.

"Hey, Mr. Crouch, calm down, calm down, you can do it, you are not turning into a werewolf, this is just the form of Animagus transformation!"

Unfortunately, this werewolf did not obey Anton's command. Instead, he roared and his eyes became redder and redder.

In this way, whether on the trial stage or sitting in the seats, the top wizards from the British wizarding world and the international wizarding world were curiously observing the reaction of this 'werewolf'.

"Today's Prophet" has previously reported extensively on the werewolf Animagus ceremony hosted by Anton, but since the people who learned it were either Aurors or students at the school, no one had been able to observe what happened.

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"It's incredible!" Akinbad, the chairman of the International Animagus Association, pushed up his glasses with great interest and murmured, "The Animagus of Fantastic Beasts has really reached this level.

With 5x the attack power of dangerous-level werewolves, you must know that for thousands of years, many wizards have been tirelessly studying how to borrow the power of magical animals and transform them into war weapons to resist the witch-hunting activities of Muggles...

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His dim eyes were full of complex expressions. He had obviously experienced many things in the dark corners of the wizarding world in his more than one hundred years of life. He couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "Anthony Weasley can be called the master of the Animagus."

Already."

But at this moment, Master Weasley seemed a little panicked, constantly using the 'Phantom Circle Dance' to avoid the werewolf's pursuit, and kept talking non-stop.

"I know!" He shouted, staring at Old Barty and raising his eyebrows, "Haha, so that's it. Mr. Crouch, you are obviously extremely depressed, right?"

"You must be very angry, right?"

"Sometimes you even long for the destruction of the world, right?"

"Relax, you are obviously affected by animal nature for the first time, which triggers the catharsis of inner emotions, but you must know how to restrain it~"

"Wow, why have you become more ferocious? I'm just analyzing it for you!"

Anton's figure quickly shuttled to another corner, looked at the roaring werewolf, and shouted, "Mr. Crouch, you need to calm down!"

"Relax, take a deep breath, you have to remember, you are a wizard, control your emotions, this is very simple, come, follow me and learn, hoo~~~~"

"Roar~~~" The werewolf's roar became more ferocious. Old Barty's werewolf eyes were full of red bloodshot eyes, as if he wanted to tear the bug in front of him apart.

"Hey, everyone has a dark side in their hearts, and that's okay. Don't let yourself get immersed in it, and don't let negative emotions completely erode your soul."

Anton once again escaped the werewolf's attack, and looked helplessly at Old Barty, who seemed to be attacking endlessly, "I just asked you to cooperate, why are you so involved?"

"Don't be like a dark wizard whose mind has been eroded by black magic. You must know how to exercise restraint, restraint, hold the grass~~"

The werewolf suddenly made a roundabout dash. Old Barty, who had gradually mastered the werewolf's instincts, made a feint and opened his huge mouth full of fangs to bite Anton's shoulder.

Just a little bit closer.

Anton couldn't help but his eyes widened, "Mr. Crouch, I'm going to be angry if you do this!"

All he got in response was the roar of the werewolf.

On the stage, everyone's expressions became weird. Oh, the usually majestic and calm old Barty, if his son Barty Jr. had not become a Death Eater, he would definitely be the most prestigious candidate for Minister of Magic.

, being affected by this magic and revealing the dark side of your heart in front of everyone is simply terrifying.

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If you were yourself, even if you weren't crazy, you would still have to pretend to be crazy.

What else can be done?

No matter how powerful Anthony Weasley is, he is still just a child. He doesn't understand how important an adult's face is, and he is still foolishly irritating Old Barty's nerves.

Sometimes, adults break down in just a moment.

Barty Sr., who was on track to become the Minister of Magic, completely lost his chance at political success after it was revealed that his son was a Death Eater of the dark arts. After his son Barty Jr. was imprisoned in Azkaban, his

For the sake of her son, the wife drank polyjuice potion and entered Azkaban to maintain her appearance and die in exchange for her son's freedom.

But obviously little Barty didn't appreciate it, and kept clamoring to find his master Voldemort, and even said that he would imitate Voldemort in killing his father. Old Barty could only continue to cast the Imperius Curse and the Oblivion Curse on his son.

However, this son finally found an opportunity to run away without a trace, turning into an explosive that could destroy his political future at any time.

Everyone will feel depressed and angry inside.

His heart has long been scarred and exhausted.

Old Batty stopped and looked up in a daze at the expressions of familiar people on the stage. Seeing everyone whispering to each other in low voices, he felt as if his whole head was going to explode.

No!

How can I have the dignity to survive in this Ministry of Magic in the future?

The key is that he doesn't know how to turn back into a human now. He can only maintain a damn disgusting werewolf body. This feeling is really...

He only felt that the anger in his chest was burning crazily and sweeping, and the emotions that were usually easily controlled became as flammable as dry firewood.

He didn't know why, but he suddenly felt great. The powerful muscle power filled his chest, his limbs, and his head. For a moment, he felt that he had mastered the power to destroy the world.

Squeeze your fist slightly and feel the muscles from the wrist to the forearm, from the shoulder to the waist. This is an excellent sense of control over the body.

It simply fascinated him.

seem······

Pretty good too!

So, he followed the call of the wild, immersed in the endless anger in his chest, "Roar~~"

Roaring to the sky.

Then, almost like an afterimage, he rushed towards Anton like crazy, the force of his feet extended to his waist and back, and as he twisted, he waved his huge wolf claws. He had an intuition that even if it was a fire dragon, this

Sometimes he can tear it into pieces.

Cool!

So cool!

This feeling of power is simply refreshing!

"Sniff~" Anton frowned and looked at Old Barty, "You have to learn to calm down, control your emotions, control your mind, and control your Animagus body like magic.

No!

Stop yelling blindly. Old Barty opened his wolf mouth slightly to reveal his huge fangs. He couldn't stand this guy who kept talking non-stop anymore. All the strength in his body was concentrated in one place, and his wolf claws pointed towards

It was torn apart by Anton.

Everyone exclaimed.

Different wizards have different effects of casting spells. Old Barty is obviously the top wizard. In the original work, he relied on his great will to break through the Imperius Curse, one of the Unforgivable Curses.

Controlled, very fierce.

Almost all the wizards present could feel the surging magic power blooming under Old Barty's wolf claws. It was the magical aura of a "quick confinement" spell.

At this time, it has become difficult for Anton to use phantom to escape again.

On the seat, Snape suddenly stood up and drew out his wand. At the same time, Lupine, Arthur, McGonagall, Old Ronaldo and others also drew out their wands.
To be continued...