Anton doesn't like to define himself. If there is an adjective to describe him, maybe he can be called "explorer".
I like to go on adventures in exciting places and do exciting things, that's all.
Anton felt that the Dementors' ability to absorb happiness was very exciting and interesting.
"Oh~~~"
He took a deep breath and felt that his whole body was instantly filled with happiness.
However……
It seemed that his 'ray of sunshine' spell had evolved, but in just an instant, the overflowing happiness in his body was calmed down.
That's a very strange feeling.
He still felt very happy, but not intoxicated.
There is a feeling of being drunk but holding a tight line. The emotions gradually go to extremes, but they are extremely sober and do not let the emotions affect any of their judgments.
This feeling……
Extreme and sober, it is simply the best state for casting spells.
Since the emergence of the Ray of Sunshine spell, Anton has been using it passively. He has never considered actively exploring this spell. It is really a mistake.
He seems to have invented a terrible curse.
The happiness and beauty that overflowed in his body had reached a threshold, a threshold that nearly made him faint yesterday.
Obviously, this Dementor guy has experience and knows how wide his mouth should be to get the biggest ice cream in one bite.
But for Anton, it’s not enough!
"It's still a little bit close, a little bit close!"
"Not enough, not enough!"
Anton suddenly grabbed the Dementor's head, which was very close to him, and grabbed the eye sockets and mouth of the other person's face with his fingers, dragging him forward as if he was holding a bowling ball.
Dementors are very powerful, and Anton is even more powerful.
His arms, shoulders, and steps all swelled rapidly, making the stripes bulge.
The werewolf is halfway through transformation.
He can turn one of his arms and one finger into a werewolf's parts. Naturally, he can also only use part of the werewolf's muscles and bones, sending an explosive sense of power throughout his body.
Anton dragged the Dementor forward quickly, and saw the Dementor at the other end of the corridor holding a middle-aged man with messy hair and smoking heavily.
Death Eater August Rookwood.
A powerful wizard's performance in actual combat is slightly higher than that of Kingsley. In the wizarding world, these powerful wizards are at the same level as Dumbledore.
He is Voldemort's spy in the Ministry of Magic, and his job title is the Silent Man of the Department of Mysteries.
Outside, he is also a big boss who is called a master in a certain field.
This man is extremely unique. He looks amiable. In "Today's Prophet", all the Death Eaters have mocking faces, but his expression is full of boredom.
If Karkaroff hadn't turned him in for registration, this man would not have aroused anyone's suspicion.
Rookwood was worthy of being the elder of the Silent Men. When he was absorbed by the Dementors, although his eyes were full of despair, he still retained some willpower.
He struggled to break the Dementor's arm with his own hands, but he was too weak and could only gradually be wrapped up in countless negative emotions.
That feeling was extremely uncomfortable, and he would even be immersed in negative emotions for the next whole week.
Then only half a day is left, and the dementors will come again to cut leeks.
At this moment, a white and slender hand stretched out in front of him, grabbed the Dementor's cheek, and pulled it apart fiercely.
Rookwood fell to the ground, gasping and looking up, and saw a child who didn't look particularly tall standing in front of him under the dim light from the end of the prison.
Each hand holds a dementor.
The child is smiling, and his smile is particularly bright.
Rookwood only felt that his body was falling into a coma. He struggled to raise his eyelids to look at the young man, and finally passed out weakly.
He only remembered that the boy seemed to have a halo around him.
…
"Leave him alone and suck it for me."
Anton suddenly pulled the other Dementor in front of him, facing each other, and raised his eyebrows, "Come on, baby."
The Dementor's nose moved, as if he smelled something delicious. He stretched out his rotten hands and lowered the hood of the black robe, revealing a dark face covered with blood scabs, and the large irregular-shaped mouth hole shook. .
"Oh~~~"
“Oh ho ho ho~~~”
In just an instant, the positive emotions such as happiness and joy absorbed from his body passed quickly, and a ray of sunshine magic came into effect instantly, quickly making up for it.
With the blessing of one point minus three points to make up, Anton was so stimulated that his whole body trembled.
In just an instant, his positive emotions exceeded the threshold he could bear yesterday, reaching a point that an ordinary human being could not bear.
According to the human body's protective mechanism, he should have fainted at this time.
But no!
He felt extra energetic and energetic.
Anton could clearly feel that a magical intensity that he had never controlled was being summoned by this extreme emotion.
Using emotions to release magic is a concept that all students at Hogwarts School know.
Black magic will turn wizards into evil, full of twisted evil thoughts, which will make wizards better at black magic. This is also the consensus of the wizarding world.
Anton never doubted this.
He now understands this more.
Desire is the key to unlocking human interests, and firm desire is the key to unlocking powerful emotions.
Such as the desire to change the world, such as the desire to defeat the Dark Lord who is feared by everyone in the wizarding world...
The power of the mind is really interesting.
Anton's drunken face squinted slightly, and suddenly his eyes opened, and one hand turned into a black line of soul, and the black line spread rapidly.
Many of his spells cannot be cast without a wand.
For example, with regard to transformation, except for the "moving figure" which has no attack power and can now be used to cast spells without a wand, there is really nothing he can do about the rest.
In the field of human body transformation, there are only two types: werewolves and vipers. The 'color-changing wind bird' and the 'divination bird' switch bodies, and the 'owl' is an animagus. These three have been completely separated. Coming out does not count.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As for the soul black line, this extremely high-end thing that touches the soul realm is really impossible without a magic wand.
But he can now.
The powerful magic makes everything possible.
One of his eyes turned into azure blue, staring at the dementor fur floating in the entire corridor, waving the black thread of his soul and gently catching it.
This is Filch's pet Mrs. Norris' method of 'emotion sharing'.
"???"
Anton's brows furrowed slightly, feeling the dementors' long, invisible, gray-black tentacles with confusion.
He did not sense any information on it, only an indescribable despair, depression, anger, hatred, pain, sadness...
There seems to be a collection of negative emotions described by everyone in the human world.
It's so weird.
It seems like all that is left is emotion!
And it has an extremely strong smell of curse.
It is like a cursed person who has been cursed. What it spreads is just the aftermath of its own curse.
Considering that this kind of thing is only for humans, Anton suddenly thought of a familiar race with a prosperous magical civilization - goblins.
"interesting……"
Anton chuckled.
Cursed products, this kind of thing is very mysterious. There are such mysterious places in many places in the wizarding world, such as a certain cemetery, an old house, or a certain village, leaving behind mysterious and terrifying legends.
What he has personally experienced is that there is also a curse in the barrel hut that the hut bought.
The siren's moan of infatuation...
There is also a sleeping curse similar to Snow White on Professor McGonagall's husband...
With a flick of his arm, the black thread of his soul turned into a twisting filament and poured into the inside of the Dementor's black robe, exploring it bit by bit.
"curse?"
Anton suddenly remembered the magic spell that was working now, the magic spell of a ray of sunshine. Relatively speaking, wasn't it a 'blessing'?