The power of the mind is a very magical thing. In Anton's eyes, wizards are gods.
But in the eyes of Voldemort and Snape, wizards are madmen.
It is not easy for a person to become crazy. From the perspective of natural environment and society, there are not many extreme environments that can really drive a person crazy.
After all, humans are extremely tolerant creatures.
For example, Dumbledore's nephew Credence's Obscurus was forced out by the environment and society.
At that time, unions between wizards and Muggles were strictly prohibited. Once discovered, they would be punished for violating the law, and their children would be killed.
In such an era of strife, Aberforth's love affair with a Muggle girl was ultimately just a tragedy.
And the Muggle girl who silently gave birth to a child died in the sea, making the living environment of the orphan Credence even more difficult.
If he were found to be a wizard, he would be executed, no doubt about it.
As an orphan with no background, he suppressed his magic power all the time, and eventually an Obscurus was born in his body, becoming an Obscurus.
In comparison, Professor McGonagall is lucky enough.
She was also a mixed-race wizard of that era, and even her father was a church priest of the witch hunter sect, but she was still able to live well with the power of her mother's family, and was even able to serve as an official in the Ministry of Magic. (Her mother's grandmother, Mi,
Leva is an extremely powerful witch)
As for Dumbledore's sister Ariana, it was because of the harm caused by three little boys.
It will make Anton recall these, mainly the magic legions in front of him. Their minds are crazily filled with all the painful memories of the past. This is the reason why they have extremely strong magic power.
Lao Fu's selection of members of the Magic Legion was obviously targeted.
The interesting part is that just like the Animagus's struggle between animality and humanity, these members of the Magic Legion in front of them are also experiencing such a spiritual conflict.
The painful memories of the past, as well as everything social, are constantly fighting.
What regulates all of this is a belief that suddenly appears in their minds without any root.
--Fighting for the Honorable Speaker Tom Riddle.
"Tsk~"
Anton exclaimed.
Lao Fu has a lot of fun here, and he’s not afraid of backlash. He’s too lazy to read.
Human spirituality has the instinct to yearn for freedom and harmony. When the magic power of these magic legion members reaches a certain level, they will destroy this balance.
Then, in turn, he pointed the finger at Tom Riddle to seek the possibility of living in freedom and harmony.
The only problem is that they seem to be bound by contract magic with Lao Fu. Maybe when these people want to kill Lao Fu, they will kill themselves first.
Look~
As long as everything is based on the magic theory of "Wizards are Gods", Anton will soon be able to figure out what the other party's magic is all about.
Anton could even guess that with such a magic legion, Lao Fu wouldn't need pure-blood wizards who only knew how to kill.
This method of magic believers is much more effective than that of Death Eaters.
While he was observing, things were going on below.
"Now, tell me, did you burn down the Magical Congress yourself to provide shelter for these witch hunters, or was there someone else behind it?" Voldemort stared at Crabbe coldly, demanding an answer immediately.
This boss's momentum was so strong that everyone around him did not dare to move.
Scrimgeour, Old Barty, and Snape all seemed to be shocked. They seemed to have no choice but to pretend not to object to Voldemort, the leader of the hostile force, by saying "I also want to know the answer to this question" and quietly controlled the conversation.
right fact.
For an instant all eyes were focused on Crabbe.
Whether it is the Auror organization from the International Confederation of Wizards, or the Auror subordinates led by politicians from various countries, or Snape and his group, as well as Voldemort and his subordinates.
These people can even directly represent the forces in the entire wizarding world that are paying attention to this issue.
Being stared at by so many people, Crabbe panicked.
He gasped hard and his face became paler, "I...I..."
"I think his memory has been modified, and anything he says now is problematic." Lockhart walked out with graceful steps and came to everyone, looking around as if he was doing something special.
Great things like that.
Voldemort just looked at all this with a faint look.
Old Barty immediately rushed up and coldly grabbed Lockhart by the collar, "The memory was modified? Ha, this is simply the most ridiculous reason to avoid interrogation I have ever heard in my life!"
"Yes, I won't hide it anymore. I'm showing off my cards. I am the master of memory." Lockhart broke free of old Barty's hands, gently adjusted his collar, and looked at the other person thoughtfully.
"For example, I think your memory is very strange."
"Wha...what?" Old Barty swallowed and looked at Lockhart nervously. He couldn't help but think of the experience of dying and being resurrected.
"Yeah." Lockhart nodded lightly, "Yes, your memory is very strange, as if something was forced into it. Oh, no, I even saw two completely different memories in your mind.
memory."
As he said that, he suddenly took a breath and looked at Old Barty in disbelief.
At this moment, Old Batty's body suddenly glowed with an off-white light. The light was like the two headlights of a bus. In the light, there was an old figure limping on a crutch made of a huge tree stick.
He limped out.
It was none other than Mad Eye Moody.
Moody looked at Lockhart in surprise and said, "Master of Memory? I kind of believe it now."
As he spoke, he faced everyone's gaze and slammed the huge tree stick in his hand on the ground.
A dark blue magical light surged along the ground in all directions.
Just for a moment, Old Batty's figure began to twist rapidly.
The people around him exclaimed, and the Auror who had no time to dodge quickly cast the Iron Armor Curse on himself. It took him a while to realize, "It's a forced restoration spell."
This is the magic that the Auror Office uses to deal with the effects of disguise magic. It is an extremely advanced box magic that ordinary people cannot access at all.
Obviously, this man who looks like Mad-Eye Moody is really Moody himself.
In addition to proving itself, it obviously has another role.
Old Barty actually turned into Little Barty in front of everyone.
"I have been lurking on Barty Jr. for some time. I will submit my memories to the International Wizengamot Management Agency later to confirm that Barty Jr. and the MACUSA are the patrons and instigators behind the witch hunters."
Moody spoke very quickly, "At the same time, the members of the International Relations Coordination Committee were exchanging interests with Barty Sr., the incarnation of Barty Jr., and continued to provide harm to the witch hunters and the Magical Congress of the United States.
Greater sexual penetration.”
Suddenly, there was an uproar.
Voldemort looked on expressionlessly. He was originally waiting for a good show to come, but the result was this?
Many plans have obviously failed.
He shook his head and turned around with Bella. When he left, the magic army behind him did not move and just stood there.
"Kill them all, I want to see rivers of blood." Speaker Tom Riddle's order was extremely clear and concise.
If you can't play conspiracy, let's play conspiracy. The first batch of magic legions is just for testing the effect.