"Yes, the Headmaster of Hogwarts is almost the meaning of my life."
"This is really different for me."
"International Federation of Wizards? Wizengamot? Order of the Phoenix? Actually, I don't care that much. It's just a responsibility that I have to shoulder."
"Only Hogwarts, that is the love that I never want to lose."
Dumbledore's old voice was full of fascination.
"That's enough." Anton clapped his hands and spread his hands, "Now that you have discovered the meaning of life, then go for it and get it back. What kind of person are you? You need to care about others.
Evaluation?”
Dumbledore nodded, then was stunned, "You are a very cunning kid. I was obviously asking about your evaluation of my past as a principal, but you almost bypassed me."
Anton sneered.
"If I can't beat you, I have a lot of bad things to say, Dumbledore."
He rolled his eyes, "Can't you take a good look at it for yourself? How do you do as a principal? Haha~"
You just...
Don’t you have a good number yourself?
Dumbledore's eyes widened, "Merlin's beard, you kid is so annoying!"
"You too, Dumbledore."
"!!!"
"I'm really crazy to choose to chat with you!"
"Me too, Dumbledore."
"!!!"
Anton felt his eyes dazzled, and suddenly found himself outside the school infirmary. He stumbled and almost lost his balance.
Damn it!
You are a very bad old man.
You can't even say that I was expelled?
Anton made a graceful gesture.
"?!!!" Anton was suddenly startled, "Apparition?"
This is the authority of the Headmaster of Hogwarts!
How could Lao Deng still exist?
Anton blinked, stared at the school infirmary, then turned to look at Lockhart who was shouting far away by the black lake outside the corridor, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "Interesting."
"Ha~"
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Anton discovered that Lockhart was actually quite powerful.
It seems like a reform of the school's four major colleges, but in fact it has created a healthy competitive atmosphere in which everyone is earning points for their own college.
Of course, if you look at it from a conspiracy theory perspective, Lockhart's method is not unscrupulous.
He almost directly used Professor McGonagall, the prestigious vice-principal, to use the school's honor to keep her away from the school's main decision-making circle, and even led her team to leave the school for a long time.
Gradually, Rita, who has mastered the right to publish student papers in newspapers, will replace Professor McGonagall's prestige among students, become Lockhart's right-hand man, and even be promoted to vice principal.
or.
If all the changes in Hogwarts a while ago are taken into account.
Lockhart may also be protecting himself, stirring up trouble and attracting the attention of Britain and even Europe here, then he may not die so easily.
At least he explicitly expelled the school directors. If he died, these school directors would be roasted on the fire.
It's very interesting. They obviously want to kill Lockhart, but what these school directors may be most afraid of now is when Lockhart will be killed and dirty water will be poured on themselves.
Anton thinks this angle will be more reasonable.
Lockhart is good at doing this kind of thing. He first attracts everyone's attention with negative news about expelling the school director, then uses extremely controversial topics that touch sensitive lines to grab everyone's attention, and finally uses the school Quidditch team and
This way of manipulating topics is exactly the same as the way he used to become a best-selling author.
It's simply a miracle.
At Hogwarts, where a storm was about to come, the fuse of the sizzling explosive barrel suddenly went out quietly.
All the monsters and monsters were hiding.
An undercurrent is surging.
Everything is changing silently, for better and for worse.
It's bad...
Dumbledore's Army quietly disintegrated.
All the excited students were attracted by the two major changes in the school. They either went to the Quidditch field to play hard or watched others play hard, or gathered friends to form a magic interest group, looking forward to writing a novel at a young age.
A shocking essay, famous all over the world.
Anton walked alone by the black lake and slowly walked towards the hut.
The cabin is very quiet, so quiet that it feels inexplicably empty.
The vines of the eating elephant vine swayed and followed Anton to say hello.
"Hello, little one." Anton smiled and picked out the buds of the elephant vine.
The vine suddenly sprouted a small mouth full of fangs, and let out a comfortable cry of "woo woo woo".
He took out the sealed bag from the snuff box and poured out a lot of flesh and blood. The elephant-eating vine quickly pulled out its vines and pounced on it, as if it were a child seeing candy.
"Giggle." Anton was amused, "Eat slowly, there is more."
He squatted on the ground and watched the fangs on the vines chewing pieces of meat. He gently patted the little head made of elephant vines and said, "You're so good."
After clapping his hands and standing up, Anton took a deep breath and squinted his eyes to look at Hogwarts Castle on the other side of the black lake.
There are still thick clouds in the sky, but they no longer look so gloomy. The thick clouds look like oversized ones, slowly blowing and rolling forward with the wind.
There was a gentle breeze, and the leaves in the forbidden forest next to the cabin made a rustling sound.
Bubbles will pop up from time to time on the tranquil water surface of the Black Lake. If you stand on the balcony on the second floor of the cabin, you can sometimes see a horse-shaped water monster breaking through the lake and swimming freely.
Entering school quietly in October makes people feel a bit chilly for no reason.
Anton tightened his wizard robe, put his hands in his pockets, and watched everything with a smile.
Life is a journey of constantly searching for one's own position, and also a constant exploration of the meaning of one's life. This unknown but well-founded pursuit is the easiest to move people.
A lot happened in the first month of this school year. Anton experienced Tom Riddle's memory, experienced his past life memories, and began to understand his desire.
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Yes, he is just a person of daily life, not a person like Snape who is gifted in fighting, nor a person like Lupine who is devoted to himself, nor a person like Voldemort who is eager to change the world, but a person who wants to live a good life in his own life.
People of days.
That's all.
There's nothing wrong with that.
In addition to this mentality, he always doesn't have much talent in magic spells in combat. He is always good at some magic that is not very useful.
Originally he would have wondered why.
Now he re-examined it from a past life perspective and discovered the reason.
Because he thinks floating spells, bread spells, moving figures, and transformation spells are very magical, mysterious, and interesting.
He actually doesn't like the Cruciatus Curse or the Death Curse that much. He doesn't have any enthusiasm from the bottom of his heart, so naturally he can't talk about any talent.
He gently raised his hand and made a gesture that he thought was mysterious and cool, as if he wanted to touch the clouds in the sky.
The clouds are rolling.
A gap appeared, and in an instant, a beam of sunlight pierced the sky and the earth, yellow, orange, and warm, shining on the black lake.
Then, one pillar after another appeared in the sky above Hogwarts Castle.
It looks magnificent.
"This looks much better." Anton looked at everything with a smile.
The wall of the elephant-eating vine cracked open with his thoughts, and he slowly turned around and walked in.
"There are still so many things to do. We need to study the Patronus Charm, the Weather Charm, the Sunshine Food Charm. There are so many that I can't even count them."
Stretched...
"???"
Anton blinked and suddenly discovered a staircase made of elephant vines extending underground. This was the hall he originally planned to open to Dumbledore's Army for training.
"Hey, who else is here?"
After going down the stairs and turning a corner, Anton was stunned for a moment and said, "George, Fred, why are you here?"
The selection match on the Quidditch pitch is very lively right now, and the shouts from over there are almost reaching here.
But George and Fred weren't there?
These two brothers really like Quidditch.
George shrugged, "We gave up Quidditch. Unfortunately, we have to go to an off-campus competition. We can't accept this."
"Yes." Fred put his arm on George's shoulders, "We don't have much time."
"Yes, we want to make war chess."
"And explore the chambers of secrets at Hogwarts."
"And researching various interesting magic props."
The two of them looked at each other and said, "We are too busy."
At this moment, Lupine's voice came from the circular door on the wall on the side of the hall, "Neville, pay attention to cooperating with Hannah. Yes, yes, your reaction to releasing the floating spell at this time is so right. Hannah, your response is
The dance step spell is also very interesting, and it effectively neutralizes the attack of the rune snake, which is great!"
Anton was stunned for a moment and pointed over there to look at the twins.
George packed up the manuscripts on the table, "Professor Lupine said he would take us to the secret room full of thunder and lightning, and he was waiting for you to come back, but we couldn't find you."
"You haven't come back yet. They went inside for training first." Fred shrugged.
"Yeah?"
Anton looked at them blankly, listening to the voices of the three people in the snake cave, and he wanted to laugh for some reason.