The little difference that Fudge has made may be a hurdle that he will never overcome in his life.

Even if Anton could explain it to him clearly, Fudge still couldn't do what he couldn't do.

Magic is the power of the soul, every soul is equally great, wizards are gods... Every research result of Anton tells this truth.

By digging deep into the power of the soul, using the love one feels, understanding the pain one endures, and other spiritual powers, every wizard can burst out with powerful power.

Maybe after Fudge crosses that threshold, the "Bone Shield" spell he releases can even block the attacks released by Voldemort or Dumbledore?

Anton is not sure. In his eyes, every mind has infinite possibilities.

But it is obviously extremely difficult to cross this hurdle.

Take Professor Lockhart, for example. He also faced a hurdle. He overcame it, which was to reach the level of top wizards. But if he couldn't overcome it, any young wizard in the school could play tricks on him.

Anton had made it very clear to Lockhart a long time ago, but he couldn't do it despite knowing the truth. This kind of thing didn't only happen to Lockhart.

The vast majority of ordinary people will have this kind of trouble. They understand the reason, but they just can't do it.

Anton once advised Lockhart to "release your soul, open your heart, don't be afraid to face the outside world, and be brave enough to meet more challenges". In this way, you can "cross the level of the soul, go to the hearts of others, and be in the Forgetting Curse."

On the basis of it, it is superb'.

Useless.

In other words, there is a lack of opportunity.

For example, Professor Snape constantly used the time turner to find a way to save Lily Evans. In the end, he even gave up himself, stripped away the black magic, and successfully cast an outrageous "Patronus Curse". He was finally

Found a way.

Then he was rejected, and Lily said that James was still waiting for her in the world of the dead, and she hoped that Sif could face his life bravely, move on, and not stay where he was.

Professor Snape bravely walked into the future, but he didn't go completely.

The chain on the iron door of his heart was split open, but he failed to gently push the door on the door frame.

Just a little bit, just a little bit worse.

It's a world of difference.

And if you want to break through all this, no one can help. All people can pray for is their own inner strength.

It is the relief from painful experiences, the indifference to vain fame and fortune, the love that is willing to give up everything to protect, the unforgettable hatred that puts life and death at risk, and the greed that is never satisfied with knowledge and seeks the road...

All the beauty and evil in the human heart are the most powerful forces.

Beautiful to cruel, vicious to sad, with a sharp and light beauty.

Anton squinted and stared at the sky above the conference room. It was the gathering of emotions in countless hearts in the conference room. It was the tumbling of countless thoughts coming from the mind, and it was the complex and chaotic vortex of collective consciousness like smoke.

It is so thin yet profound, elusive and unknowable, and yet surges in everyone's heart.

This is the wonderful realm of gray magic.

In this gray magic environment where thoughts are swirling and gathering, everyone is experiencing the influence. It is a cycle that is greater than the inner cycle influence of "heart, magic, and magic". People and people, people and the environment, people and

Society, people and everything.

"What are you looking at?" Seeing that Anton ignored him, the old wizard Fiennes came over and asked.

Anton didn't look back, he just looked at it dreamily, "I wonder if you will see colorful fog when you use the 'Wizard Eyes' to observe the magic image."

"Oh, of course." The old wizard curled his lips, "Don't forget, who invented the crack curse, it was me! Alex Fiennes, and he taught it to you without reservation!"

Hehe~

Anton grinned, "Yes, I remember you told me that the dark green cracks are human emotions."

"Obviously it's not just emotions. Memory, emotion, will, time and traces, everything else pours into our thinking, and that's what we observe."

"Everything that meets the outside world is fog."

"The red electric light is the blooming of life."

"And when all of this collides with the collective consciousness, dark green cracks will appear!"

The old wizard Fiennes was keenly aware of the key points in Anton's words. He has been studying magic images all his life, and it is too clear. "You are saying that those dark green cracks do not grow from our hearts, but from our hearts."

It appears after interacting with others and even the world?”

"Yes!"

Anton turned back and looked at the old wizard seriously, "The gratuitous happiness in our hearts and the happiness generated by observing interesting things outside are two completely different fields in terms of magic!"

"!!!" The old wizard Fiennes suddenly widened his eyes and took a breath, "This can explain a lot of magical images that I usually can't understand, especially..."

He looked around, leaned over and whispered, "Horcrux!"

Anton nodded to him with a strange look on his face, "Yes, Horcrux!"

Regarding the knowledge of Horcruxes, it was certainly impossible for Lao Fu to teach Anton when he was a professor. These contents were taught to Anton by the old wizard Fiennes.

This part of the knowledge is accompanied by the crack spell developed by the old wizard himself. (Chapter 119)

As a master of Gou Dao, after the old wizard Fiennes tried his best to find the books on Horcruxes, he was not only satisfied with the knowledge of Horcruxes invented by "Despicable Haierbo", but also conducted more in-depth research and more thinking.

Of course, his pride also harmed him. After being killed by Anton, he could only survive in the world in a state similar to that of a ghost, and gradually evolved towards a ghost.

It was not until Anton made the body of an alchemy doll for him and accepted the research theory fed back by Anton that the old wizard made a breakthrough and figured out the resurrection magic based on Horcruxes.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He does not desire immortality, but prefers to live hundreds of years with a healthy, normal and perfect body.

This is a matter of personal desire.

"In other words, if no one remembers Voldemort, he will not be able to be resurrected with Horcruxes?"

The old wizard thought about it and was horrified, "So 'Despicable Haierbo' must still be living in a corner, like a bedbug who can't live or die, right?"

Anton didn't know when he was holding the wand without a core in his hand, shaking it slightly, letting a mist that was so thin that it could not be seen with the naked eye envelope him and the old wizard, blocking all observation and detection.

This is a technique learned from Dumbledore. This magical operation will even disappear in the "long river of time". Even if someone comes to you through the time turner, there is no way to hear the content of their chat.

"So this is the most powerful way to deal with Horcruxes, isn't it?"

Fiennes became more and more excited as he spoke, "Imprison the other party, destroy all records about him, and completely erase all traces of his existence until the entire world has forgotten him. If you kill him at this time, he will die completely."

!”

Anton nodded slightly, and couldn't help but think of the time when he transformed into a long snake and passed through the curtain to the world of the dead. A dead soul there also disappeared because everyone forgot about it.

"Boy!" Fiennes' face became serious and he stared at Anton seriously, "Don't tell anyone about this discovery!"

"I know, I know, do you think I am as stupid as you? Talking about it without any scruples in the conference room of the Ministry of Magic." Anton lazily leaned on the back of his seat and continued to observe the conference room.

The magical environment of gray magic and the spiritual changes in Fudge's body.

"!!!"

Fiennes opened and closed his mouth in displeasure, grunted a few times, and turned his head a little unreasonably. After a while, he looked at the quarreling wizard officials on the stage with relish, and ate popcorn one bite at a time.

.

"Let's fight, come on, let's fight!"

He murmured excitedly.

Ha~

Anton rolled his eyes and waved the wand in his hand gently, trying to use the magic of the Imperius Curse to affect this gray magic environment.

Maybe Muggle sociologists, psychologists and other related science professionals can interpret Anton's theory from their own perspective, but in Anton's view, this is a more complex and intertwined magic picture.

image.

It is so interesting, changing every moment, changing as the fog that pervades the minds of everyone who makes up this environment changes, collides with other people's fog, and changes again.

Perhaps in reality, it is a look, a cold snort with unknown meaning, an unconscious habitual action that triggers others' suspicions, etc.

But all of this pulls the magic power and together makes up everything.

Gray magic is such a 'thin but profound' magic that cannot be observed with the naked eye.

But just give it a fulcrum and gently pry it.

So……

Anton's spellcasting will not be observed by the naked eye, and will progressively affect the composition of each environment through this magical environment.

gently...

One push!

"enough!"

A suppressed roar suddenly rang out in the large conference room, which was as noisy as a vegetable market. The tall Dumbledore slowly stood up and looked at everyone around him with sharp eyes through his half-moon glasses.

Suddenly, the entire conference room seemed to have been flipped, and all sounds disappeared instantly, leaving only a faint exclamation.

It was a woman who was frightened and accidentally knocked over the coffee cup on the armrest shelf of the seat.

"Endless wrangling, wasting time without any achievement, everyone is venting their emotions that have nothing to do with this proposal..."

Dumbledore's voice was low, so tired and disgusted.
To be continued...