Oh, what a coincidence, Anton happened to have eaten mandrake.
When practicing Animagus, he needed to hold mandrake leaves in his mouth. Anton chewed a few pieces and swallowed them at first. The taste...
Not so good.
He also took a bite of the rhizome, and the taste was even more bitter and astringent, with an inexplicable sour taste.
But this stuff is a great supplement for men.
To be precise, Mandrake, even in the Muggle world's non-magical version, has always had a reputation of 'helping men and women's lives' in the Middle Ages.
Moreover, this thing is hallucinogenic. You can imagine how much the wizards in ancient times, who had not yet established a system and were slowly exploring their way out, would like this herb.
Of course, Anton is only a second-year kid in a magic school, so this herbal medicine is still not suitable for him.
As the research deepened, Anton discovered that this thing definitely has a great effect on the soul.
There is very little research on the soul side of the modern potion system, and most of the few extremely unorthodox prescriptions are improvements on ancient potions.
It's not that modern times are inferior to ancient times, it's just that ancient wizards liked this kind of inexplicable stuff and studied it for a long time, but no one in modern times studies it anymore.
The social environment is the cause.
Research in the field of academic research is often concentrated among a small group of people, and there is an obvious inheritance between masters and apprentices.
Yes, even with modern technology, this is often the case.
Not to mention magic, which is difficult to figure out the principles and can only be passed down through experience.
It is easy for problems to arise in the master-disciple inheritance.
If a certain apprentice dies, or the apprentice is unwilling to learn a certain aspect of knowledge, the final result is that there is no longer a potion master studying potions in the soul realm.
For example, Snape is not willing to spend time on this aspect.
Some potions that touch the soul are not classified into the soul category, such as the 'love potion', which is the most effective type of love potion.
It can create a strong sense of obsession.
Anton felt that this thing was a 'customized' version of the Imperius Curse, and Mandrake could definitely improve the formula.
It reaches the soul more directly and the effect is absolutely stunning.
Although Anton has no interest in improving the formula of 'love potion'.
The light and shadow recording spell created lines, patterns and dark green cracks of different colors around him, and Anton quickly recorded the magical image of the mandrake.
There are many pieces that need to be recorded.
Buried in the soil to break through, pulled out of the soil to cry, the seedling form whose cry only causes fainting, the growth stage form whose cry is fatal...
There is also the one that Rozier helped to purchase before for practicing the mature form of Animagus.
As the research on magic images goes deeper, ordinary magic images can no longer satisfy Anton's research. He needs to think more deeply about the nature of this magical creature.
Look for change.
And this will allow him to obtain the instinctive magic of this animal when he uses the 'Bionic Magic' to simulate the mandrake.
His previous simulations only focused on appearance and basic capabilities, and were not in-depth enough.
"Every step is difficult." Anton sighed, "It seems that the more detailed magical image of the werewolf will have to be redrawn."
There is also the 'switch'-like magic node of the Yaron species, which is also something he must study.
Everything is a big project.
Coming out of the greenhouse, Anton walked towards the castle alone.
Hannah and Neville were retained by Professor Sprout, who planned to give these two talented children a small class.
George and Fred took the note signed by the professor and ran to the school library excitedly. Professor Sprout knew that they had specially recommended a useful book after studying Puff Velvet.
As for Anton, he also gained something. He got a pruned rhizome branch of mandrake. Anton wrapped it in moist and semi-dry soil, and added three drops of a medicinal solution made of mandrake to preserve the herb.
activity. This is a technique taught by Snape.
If this rhizome is cultivated patiently, there is a chance that a mandrake will grow again.
But it is particularly troublesome, and now that the weather is getting colder, it is not the best time to cultivate new Mandrake plants. It will easily not survive this winter.
Going up the stone steps next to the auditorium, Anton planned to go to Lupine to discuss redrawing a more three-dimensional image of the werewolf's magic power.
At this moment, a strange and shrill cry came from the corridor in the distance.
Anton frowned, the voice sounded a bit like Filch's cat, Mrs. Norris.
This humane cat has always looked proud thanks to Filch's support, and this kind of cry is rare.
Lonely and sad.
Still inexplicably fearful.
Anton sighed, thought about it and walked over to take a look.
Filch...
No matter how this person is, he probably doesn't have a few days left to live. He has been possessed twice by the remnant soul of Voldemort and the diary Horcrux, and has the power of the Basilisk thrust into his body. Even a normal wizard cannot withstand this.
Destroy.
After turning a corner, it suddenly became noisy.
Mrs. Norris hid in the darkness under a pair of armor, calling out pitifully, with only two green cat eyes exposed.
As if expecting a tall figure to suddenly appear.
In front of the armor, two waves of people were confronting each other.
Harry Potter, Ron, Hermione, and Seamus stood in front of the armor. Opposite them were Draco, Goyle, Crabbe, Pansy, and a little boy whose name Anton couldn't remember.
attendant.
"Harry!" Draco looked at him coldly, "If you don't get out of the way, I will teach you a lesson."
Harry pulled out his wand and glared back, "Malfoy, don't even think about hurting this cat!"
Oh~
To be honest, Anton thought Harry's expression was too sarcastic. It was the kind of look that was always full of determination, always full of justice, and always felt that he was doing the right thing.
It seems to be saying - you evil Slytherin, you bad guy.
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The magic light lit up, and a black snake swam forward quickly.
Anton raised his eyebrows. This spell was something that only a fourth grade wizard could master. Although it was not difficult for him, Draco was able to master it skillfully.
Oolong coming out of the hole is considered a summoning spell in the magic classification, and is generally classified into transfiguration.
Oh, yes.
Anton looked at Draco with interest. If you look at this person through some filters, it seems that he is a person whose talent is not inferior to that of George and Fred.
First of all, he has broomstick driving skills that are slightly inferior to Harry Potter's, but only slightly inferior.
He is also very talented in learning. He was one of the 12 students in the same grade who got high scores in the OL exam. He was a prefect when he was in school. After graduation, he focused on the field of alchemy.
There is also Occlumency. In the original book, Draco and Bella learn this difficult magic and master it faster and better than Harry Potter. Even Snape can't see through him.
In the end, Draco repaired the vanishing cabinet himself.
The power of the new generation, Anton looked over one by one with a smile. Crabbe, who can release the difficult black magic of 'Fire', Harry Potter, whose magic is so powerful that he can confront Voldemort, the all-round academic master.
Hermione...
They are all very good seedlings, but it's a pity that they don't do serious work every day.
Especially Harry Potter, in the original work, he also mastered high-end magic spells such as Invoking Guardian, Occlumency, Flying Curse, etc. The only problem is that these spells are passively learned. If he is not forced, he will
Maybe just the simplest disarming spell.
A complete waste of talent.
Just then, Harry Potter moved and hissed at the snake.
As if the snake could understand his words, it turned to look at Anton who was watching the fun not far away, and with a sudden movement, it turned into a shadow and rushed towards Anton.
Everyone was screaming.
But Anton raised his arm gracefully and waved his wand gently.
"Split up!"
The black snake's head seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand, and it quickly rotated and twisted, pulling out the snake's body and throwing it away far away.
Bang!
The black snake exploded in mid-air and disappeared into streaks of light.
"Parseltongue?" Anton looked at Harry with a smile, his right eye filled with strange colorful vortexes.
Just now in the field of vision of the magic eye, he was surprised to find that the so-called "parseltongue" is very similar to the cry of mandrake. It is a magical effect in which magic power and sound react together.
It's not just about learning the pronunciation of snakes, but a magic spell with some kind of magical S-shaped magic image.
"Harry, you are a Parseltongue, you evil Gryffindor!"
Harry Potter opened his eyes wide and wanted to refute, but saw everyone looking at him in panic. Even his best friend Ron quietly took half a step back.
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The remaining 2 chapters will be posted in the afternoon. I am almost busy with personal matters, so I will resume updating 3 chapters every day.