So much information is flowing, but it is not complicated, like a long list, clearly listed.
At this time, the voice asked again - what's next? Why are you alive next? After all, too many things have changed, and your inner persistence has also changed a long time ago, right?
There seems to be nothing wrong with being a fun person.
Faced with various incidents, there seems to be nothing wrong with staying out of it.
Right, although the progress of magic learning has slowed down, it is still moving forward steadily, one step at a time, which seems not impossible.
Right.
Right?
Right!
Anton looked at this extremely long list in silence. It had been almost four years since he traveled back in time. There were so many things, so many emotions, and he carried so much...
This is no longer a simple answer that can be shouted out.
He pursed his lips and watched as the knowledge, emotions, and ideas floated from the list, stacking up combinations and changes, and making deductions one after another.
Roads that look very good stretch under your feet, each one looks beautiful, and each one has infinite possibilities.
It's like saying, choose one, choose a way to live.
You have accumulated so much and done so much. Everything in the past has become the cornerstone of your future path.
Just choose your path.
Anton seemed to be standing at a dizzying eight-way intersection. There was even a way to choose nothing and withdraw from the effects of the potion.
Let everything develop naturally and don't make active choices.
These are all paths to a new life, and all are paths to magic in the future.
But for some reason Anton remembered his past life, and recalled the scene of him walking on the city streets holding a pot of green onion sprouts.
So, the power of the potion brought him to this night again.
The drizzle of rain, the dizzying neon lights of the city, the noisy pedestrian streets...
Standing in the crowd at the traffic light, looking at the people walking across the zebra crossing...
Anton exhaled softly, leaned back his umbrella, held the flowerpot and looked up at the sky.
"Actually, I have always longed to be extraordinary, not to settle for the ordinary, and to live a great life. But at this time, I had no chance at all."
He curled his lips and said, "This rubbish potion actually uses the ability of 'a ray of sunshine' to see clearly, and the memory retrieval ability I learned from the goblin. It probably won't have this effect if others drink it."
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No wonder a second-year student can easily prepare a potion.
It's also bad enough.
But no matter what, he has made his choice.
At the beginning of the time travel, I didn't change my ambition in the face of death. Now that life has gotten better, of course I don't want to change my mind.
He still has too many things to do.
At this moment, a very long memory list appeared in front of him, and all the information on it jumped out and began to be arranged and combined to deduce it on its own.
It was as if he was thinking very fluently.
The direction of his thinking was the most important thing he had always thought about - healing Nagini, Anna and Lupine.
Everything you learned about Potions from Snape...
Every experience and understanding of the transformation I performed...
Dumbledore's treatise on Transfiguration...
Voldemort's explanation of magic spells...
Scenes of magic recorded in ancient runes...
The magical images he and the old wizard recorded, everything he observed with his 'goblin eyes', Grindelwald's eyes, and his magic eyes...
Countless amounts of information are being combined efficiently.
Oh~
It turns out that this is the effect of the potion of true knowledge.
A collection of wisdom.
This is a wonderful experience, as if an external calculator is connected to the brain to help perform high-speed calculations.
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"If I were you, I wouldn't peek at Anton, but quickly prepare the potion myself, drink it myself, and experience its effect." Snape stared coldly at the few elementary school scumbags.
Yes, he really decided to live a good life and follow Lily's advice.
So he decided to become a magic school professor rather than just perfunctory.
But how much better do you expect his attitude to be?
Haha, it also depends on whether the student can do his best. How can these scum make him calm?
This is simply the worst class of students he has ever taught.
Look, look, there are too many who can’t even grasp the contents of the first-year potions course. I really don’t know how they studied last year!
"Very good. Miss Granger completed the potion second. Five points for Gryffindor."
"!!!"
Everyone was stunned and looked at Professor Snape in surprise. He, Snape, actually gave Gryffindor extra points!
Even Hermione's eyes widened in disbelief.
Wow, Professor Snape gave her extra points. This sour feeling made her more excited than when she got extra points in any other class.
Snape rolled his eyes, "I suggest you drink it now. The main function of the potion of true knowledge is to inspire ideas. Some wizards who are more sensitive to magic will even do things that they can't control after drinking the potion.
behavior."
"This change is beneficial, but it is also dangerous."
"I can also watch for you in my class."
Really, Professor Snape suddenly became so talkative that no one could accept it for a while.
Professor, what's wrong with you? If you were kidnapped, just blink.
Oh, I almost forgot, Anton is under the effect of the potion. Others will not have such naughty and narrow thoughts.
Hermione didn't want to give up such an opportunity, so she quickly drank the potion.
Finally, the morning class came to an end. Except for Moxxi's cauldron exploding and Neville's cauldron burning, there was no change. Everyone else failed.
As for Goyle and Crabbe, hehe, they are even cutting potion ingredients.
Snape had given up hope on these two things. As long as he didn't secretly stuff the potion ingredients into his mouth, it would be fine. But...
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He is very doubtful that even if these two people are pure blood, they should not be assigned to Slytherin.
He shook his head and was about to announce the end of get out of class when he suddenly found Anton standing up.
Standing up with blue lightning in his eyes.
This also means that Anton is still under the effect of the potion.
Snape quickly pulled out his wand and stared at him, not worried about Anton, but worried that this little kid who had mastered a lot of dark magic would suddenly release some powerful spell to harm other students.
boom!
Anton waved his magic wand, and a swirling airflow appeared, with the force of a vortex, exploding the wall beside him, and all the stones were sprayed outward.
"Levitation spell?" Snape raised his eyebrows.
I saw Anton's wizard robe dancing and flying out quickly, floating outside the castle window.
All the classmates looked at him curiously, expecting what this mysterious classmate would do.
But countless wolf hairs suddenly appeared on Anton’s body...
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Lao Deng has been very troubled recently. He just finished dealing with Tom's matter, and Rita's article "A Shocking Scam! Dumbledore Forged a Mysterious Man and Returned! Just for the Greed of Power!" really caused him countless troubles.
Although he already knew what he wanted and stopped being influenced by external things many years ago, he still struggled to reply to countless letters of concern and doubt about him.
Some of them are letters from ministers of magic in other countries. If he doesn't want to appease the other party's emotions, he can just throw the other party's letter into the trash can. But this is obviously unrealistic.
There are more troubles waiting for him.
Lockhart's Halloween event invited too many parents, and they also needed to be appeased.
Really, Lao Deng sometimes admires that Lockhart can really provide Voldemort with an excellent basic plan by calling all the parents here, plus the students - if successful, he can almost use this to quickly
Master the wizarding world of Britain.
Of course, those who cause the most trouble are the reporters invited to the event.
Some of these people have more influence in the press and have more terrifying seniority than Rita.
They are really troublesome.
For example, this one - the great Principal Dumbledore, I saw a werewolf among the students in your school during the battle. Do you think it is appropriate to put other students in such a dangerous situation? (In view of my respect for you, I choose
Writing to you. Please handle this matter as soon as possible and expel this student, otherwise I will report the news.)
Look, this alone is troublesome enough.
Dumbledore had to invite the other party to the school again to discuss the matter face to face.
Mainly I want to explain that Anton invented the werewolf experience candy. This is just the effect of a magic potion, not that there is a werewolf in the school.
Finally, after exhausting his words, the reporter finally expressed his understanding.
"I don't understand, Principal Dumbledore, but I choose to believe you."
At this moment, a huge werewolf roar sounded.
"!!!"
The reporter rushed to the window. Before he could look towards the place where the sound came from, a huge werewolf's palm grabbed the magic spire where he was.
Yes, grabbing the entire spire, the huge palm surrounded Dumbledore's office.
The reporter and Dumbledore could almost see directly outside the window of the office, a huge werewolf head looking up to the sky and roaring.
"Ho~~~"
The ten-meter-tall werewolf supported Hogwarts Castle, making a sound that shook the world.
The reporter turned his head in disbelief with wide eyes and looked at Dumbledore.
The corners of Lao Deng's eyes twitched and he laughed dryly, "Have you ever seen a werewolf more than ten meters tall? How can this be a werewolf, right?"
"Ouch~~~"
The clouds in the sky rolled and a bright moon suddenly appeared.
The werewolf howls at the moon, so shocking.
"!!!"
Really, Dumbledore really wants to pull out his wand right now. Maybe he can give the reporter a forgetting charm? Or give Anton, the unlucky boy, a curse?