"A huge and boundless forest." Lupine continued to talk about the world behind the stone door of Hufflepuff's Chamber of Secrets.
"You will transform into a certain animal and live there for a year. Oh, don't worry about your studies, you can treat it as a long dream. When you wake up, you will find that you just had a wonderful night."
"The key point here is..."
Lu Ping pointed at himself with chopsticks, and in a gentle and magnetic voice, there was an unquestionable firmness, "Remember ourselves!"
"This is also the secret to practicing Animagus. Now that you have learned this spell, you should know the risks of this high-end transformation technique."
"If you lose yourself, you will eventually be swallowed by magic."
"!!!" Anton instantly thought of Lockhart.
"For example, if you become a fire-ash snake, then you will feel the beauty of fire. This is Hufflepuff's guide to understanding the magic of nature. But if you are lost, you will completely turn into a fire-ash snake.
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"This is impossible!" Pedro exclaimed, "Except for Witch Volkanova, I have never seen anyone with the ability to completely turn people into magical animals!"
"Of course not, my God, this is an adjective, don't you understand?" Lu Ping glanced at Pedro helplessly, "Describe!"
"Speaking of which, Witch Volkanova said that the human soul has the side of all things in the world, but it lacks the magic spell and powerful magic power to reverse it. Maybe Hufflepuff has also reached this point." Lupine fell into deep thought.
"It's very possible." Rozier poured himself a glass of red wine, picked it up and took a sip. "The four wizards who founded Hogwarts were extremely powerful."
At this time, Anton also jumped in, "According to your magic theory just now, I think if there is such a twisting spell, the simple spell in front may be a misplaced soul spell."
The first magic spell Anton taught himself was to turn the turtle over.
He thought about Lockhart's appearance, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Maybe this inversion effect is not reflected in the body, but in the soul."
Oh, open your mind, Anton has too many ideas.
"If the soul changes, it will not affect the body if the magic power is abundant."
"So maybe part of the soul flipped over to the magical animal side."
"Then, if this is really the case, we can even guess that the soul is not actually a single shape. It itself also has a complex structure. Just like the five senses and internal organs of human beings."
"Oh~" Lupine snapped his fingers, "In other words, part of the werewolf's soul is actually twisted to one side, so it has the ability to switch bodies by itself? In this way, suppression may not be the best way, maybe we should consider it
How to control this switching ability?"
After a long illness, coupled with his break from company affairs, Lu Ping has been studying the information left by Anton recently.
There is a lot of knowledge about the Volkanova witch in it, and Anton only knows a little about it.
Lu Ping's views on this aspect quietly came ahead of Anton's.
The Lupine family has always had many unique insights into the study of dark magic creatures. (Lupine's father is an expert in this field and was hired to work at the Ministry of Magic because of his expertise. Lupine was also hired as a black magician because of his ability in this area.
The Defense Professor focuses on Defense Against Dark Arts and Creatures, not Defense against Dark Arts.)
The four people brainstormed all day.
This is a fun, high-level family gathering.
Talking about magic and life, Lupine would care about Anton's food, drink, housing, transportation and making friends at school, while Rozier asked if Anton had a girlfriend.
"I'm only twelve years old!" Anton gestured with his fingers, "Twelve, do you understand?"
"Quack..." Pedro smiled very obscenely, "In ancient times, whether wizards or goblins, they could have children at the age of twelve."
"!!!" Anton took a breath and leaned back.
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The next morning, Anton returned to school early, just in time to have a delicious breakfast.
The sky over Hogwarts Castle was still gloomy, with endless haze and dark clouds. Feeling the dull air and earthy smell, Anton knew that there would be another heavy rain soon.
The sky may be clear after a heavy rain, but it may still be overcast soon.
This damn rainy season is so sticky and uncomfortable.
The long tables in the auditorium were filled with all kinds of delicacies, and the aroma filled the air. As usual, the rustling sounds of the little wizards enjoying the food at this time would make it extra quiet.
At the teachers' bench on the steps, the professors will also look at these little wizards kindly and look forward to them all growing up.
But there's something wrong with the atmosphere today.
Something is very wrong!
The long tables in the four colleges were as noisy as a vegetable market. The professors were all in a daze and did not control the students' moods at all.
Anton walked to the long table of Slytherin in surprise and looked at Prefect Fanet who was surrounded by a large group of people. A series of messy messages came to his ears.
Looking up, Gryffindor looked extremely excited. The twins, Hermione, Ron, and a large group of people gathered around to discuss this.
Neville sat aside, curled up, looking weak and helpless.
Anton frowned, thought for a while, and walked over.
When people along the way saw Anton, they immediately became quiet. After he passed by, they started whispering again.
"Neville, what happened?"
Neville raised his head and looked at Anton blankly, his eyes full of confusion, "Don't you know?"
"Well, yesterday I had something to do and I left school. What happened?"
Neville let out a long sigh, "A lot of things happened yesterday. In the morning, several Ravenclaw students were petrified again. Everyone said it was you who did it."
"You happened to disappear at that time, and everyone said you were absconding out of fear of crime."
"Ha~" Anton smiled, it was so outrageous that his mother opened the door for him, and he was so outrageous. "Do you think it's possible? What's the benefit to me?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "And if you think about it, now that I have appeared, no one from the professors will come to arrest me."
"Yeah." Neville sighed and nodded, "Dumbledore stepped forward and said he believed you wouldn't do such a thing, so that everyone can't guess."
Anton curled his lips, why didn't he explain the matter about the basilisk directly and just like to play riddles? The management of these schools knew how to cover up the news, so they let the students guess blindly.
"Then what's going on with your expression?"
"Dumbledore!" Neville clenched his fists vigorously, "This afternoon, Lucius Malfoy and several school directors came to the school and brought the school board's resolution. They expelled Dumbledore."
"Dumbledore did not agree with this resolution, and they had a fierce quarrel and finally fought."
The corner of Anton's mouth twitched.
Fight?
Lucius and Dumbledore fight?
Thanks, I got a laugh.
"Dumbledore was injured and vomited a lot of blood." Neville almost cried. "I was at the scene. I heard the bearded old man on crutches say... said..."
He covered his mouth and sobbed a few times, "Dumbledore is too old and can no longer wave the wand. He is about to die!"
Anton rolled his eyes.
"Then, where is Professor Dumbledore now?"
"The old man with the white beard entangled the phoenix bird to prevent it from taking away Dumbledore, this hateful guy!"
"Later, Professor McGonagall and others came over, stopped these people from the school board, and even locked them up."
Anton blinked, "Lock him up? Someone from the school board?"
Neville nodded vigorously, "Yes, they must be severely punished for how dare they treat Dumbledore like this!"
"They only have the right to appoint and remove the principal. The right to appoint professors and teachers belongs to the principal, so they have no control over Professor McGonagall and others."
Oh haha~
Anton raised his eyebrows, and this kind of system is interesting.
"Everyone is worried that Professor McGonagall and the others will not be able to lock up the school board members for long. If they appoint a new principal by then, they will definitely fire Professor McGonagall and the others."
All right.
Now I finally know what happened.
Anton took a deep breath, feeling that everything was terrible. Hogwarts was useless without professors like Dumbledore and McGonagall.
"Where is Professor Dumbledore?"
"In the school infirmary, Madam Pomfrey is working hard to save her."
Anton turned around and left, picked up a fried chicken leg on the long table of Gryffindor, and bit off a large piece of it fiercely. Wherever he passed, everyone looked at his ferocious eyes and started to cry.
It became quiet.
Ha~
He now knows what Gryffindor is. Even though he is as smart as Dumbledore, he can be reckless and careless.
Anton now wants to ask Lao Deng if the current situation can still be controlled?
If he planned to die as planned and let Voldemort escape, then...
I'm afraid the desperate professors will fight with the school board first. Tom Riddle hiding in the dark is definitely the one who smiles the most. Oh, maybe Voldemort is also very happy.
Gan!
Now there are two Voldemorts preparing to cause trouble in the dark!
Awesome.
Lao Deng, if you don’t know how to play with sex, why don’t you stop playing? Can you take it off?
Throughout the history of Old Deng, who was more than a hundred years old, there really wasn't much to marvel at in terms of power, tactics, and other aspects, except for his powerful strength that could dominate the world and rival the gods.
Even if death is used as a chess game at the end in the original book, it only makes Voldemort trust Snape more. This kind of input-output ratio would probably make even the vegetable market vendors laugh.
There was a "No Visitors" sign on the door of the school infirmary, and Professor Flitwick sat on a chair guarding the door.
Anton simply transformed into a 'color-changing wind bird' and flew in through the outer window of the castle.
Returning to his human form, Anton looked around.
Tsk tsk tsk, too many people have been petrified.
He waved his magic wand and "fell to the ground." Not far away, Crabbe was eating something when he turned over and fell down.
Anton walked coldly to Dumbledore's hospital bed. The old man was lying there with a pale face, and his long white hair looked a bit messy.
This old man is like an old newspaper that will float away at any time, and he is so haggard that it makes people feel distressed.
"Child...you are here..." Dumbledore raised his hand tremblingly and gently grabbed Anton's wrist.
That hand was so cold, so weak, and trembling slightly, as if it was going to die in the next moment.
"After I leave..." Lao Deng gasped, "You... you must protect everyone... you... you are his student... you can... you can."
Anton sneered.
"You pretend to be."
Dumbledore suddenly coughed repeatedly, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs.
Anton rolled his eyes, waved his hand and patted Lao Deng hard on the back.
"Cough!" A peanut spit out from Lao Deng's mouth.
"If you hadn't eaten the cockroaches secretly..." Anton chuckled, "I would really believe it."
"Oh~ you are such a boring kid." Lao Deng bulged his mouth, and stretched out his other hand from the quilt, holding a fruit plate in his hand, filled with various snacks.
Just play.
Just play with your strong strength.
Anton really didn't know what to say.
"Can't you find a smarter person to serve as your adviser? Even if he can give you a more reliable plan?"
Dumbledore shrugged, "Ever since we believed in magic, conspiracies have not been worth mentioning."
Anton sneered, "Really? I don't believe it."
But Lao Deng is right. People who firmly believe in magic can easily degenerate in their personal strategies. These are two different ways to solve problems.
When encountering a problem, the first thing to do is to use magic to solve it, or the first thing to do is to use conspiracy to solve it. These are two completely different instinctive reactions.
Anyway, that's it. The wizard is not an omnipotent god, but a bit like Anton's profession in his previous life, a programmer or a mathematician.
Or you can compare it to Frankenstein, which may be more similar.
"Would you like some?" Dumbledore held up the plate and smiled brightly, "Oh, this is a rare vacation time. It feels good not to be the principal."
"!!!" Anton.
There was a noise outside the door. Perhaps Professor Flitwick heard the movement in the infirmary and planned to come in to check.
"I will not follow your plan, Professor Dumbledore." Anton curled his lips, "You master and apprentice are really of the same strain in conspiracy. It's amazing."
He waved his wand and cast a counter-spell on Crabbe.
He transformed into a 'color-changing wind bird' and flew out.
…
The color-changing wind bird flew all the way to the black lake, and Anton appeared.
He looked at the black lake silently and took a deep breath, "Everything is terrible."
He finally came to his senses, the inspiration, the inspiration to solve all problems.
With Lao Deng's strength, as long as he is matched with IQ, he will be absolutely invincible and will not be afraid of any number of Voldemorts.
"Yes, give him some IQ."
Anton seemed to have thought of some interesting scene and chuckled.
"Oh, that would be so interesting."
"Since everything is in chaos, it's not impossible to make it even more chaotic, haha."