"Wizards are gods. This statement is true, but it is too broad."
After Anton transformed all the Death Eaters into giant white bears with antlers, this interesting game ended here, but he did not fall into that boring state again.
As he summarized his knowledge in depth bit by bit, and with the enthusiastic help of the Death Eaters, everything became clear.
"The wizard's will, memory, emotions, and influence are completely different."
“But they complement each other.”
"Levitation spell..." Anton raised his hand gently, and suddenly there were several screams in the prison corridor, and everyone was controlled by magic and floated up.
"This should be mainly the influence of will. It represents the wizard's control of magic."
He shook his hand slightly.
Bang bang bang~
There was a sound of falling to the ground, and soon a Death Eater's shrill wail echoed in the corridor, "You madman, you devil, kill me, kill me, I can't stand it anymore.
"
"Ahhhh~ Why are you ignoring me, haha, come here and kill me."
"Dolohov and Rookwood are both dead, so they will kill me too..."
The screams were so hoarse that they almost collapsed, making those who heard them cry and those who listened were sad.
Yes, instead of waiting for death that may come at any time, it is better to be killed directly, at least it will be more pleasant. This feeling that you may be killed every day, whether you are sleeping or awake, is really despairing.
ah.
I have been imprisoned in Azkaban for more than ten years. I have survived the darkness, I have survived the dementors, and the news of the master's resurrection from life to death has come and gone, and I have survived it.
But now...
I can't stand it anymore.
"Woooooooo..."
The Death Eater was crying, crying so hard that he burst into tears.
At this moment, countless white magical lights filled the air like mist from Anton's cell. For just a moment, the entire prison seemed like a fairyland.
Of course, the Death Eaters are all Europeans and have no idea what Wonderland is. They just want to laugh.
"Woooooooo..." The Death Eater was still crying in despair, his eyes suddenly widened, "Here we go again!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his head and laughed, making the flower branches tremble, laughing so hard that his eyes were filled with despair, and he wanted to find a dagger to insert into his chest.
"Hahaha……"
The prison corridor was full of laughter and laughter.
Everyone was very happy.
"Tickling spell..." Anton was silent for a moment, "This is where emotions play a leading role, using unique magic power to trigger the subject's subconscious happy memories, guiding these memories to generate emotions in the subconscious, and finally using these emotions to move
The unique magic power has the effect of making the wizard himself unable to control his laughter."
"Although it is said that the element of memory is involved, it is actually just a link."
"This spell pays more attention to emotions."
"If you add the will of floating spell."
Snapped.
He clicked his fingers lightly.
Suddenly, all the Death Eaters floated up, laughing, jumping, and dancing in mid-air.
At this time, everyone's face really showed a happy smile, the kind of smile that came from the inside out, and even the eyes were full of joy.
They are completely controlled by will, no longer involuntarily controlled by a curse.
"Finally, there is one more memory."
"Transfiguration obviously involves this field, memory, or information."
"They obtained my information about the antlered white bear, so they have the ability to transform this creature. The dementors obtained the information about the 'aggregation of negative emotions', so they have their current abilities. The wizard obtained the 'werewolf collective consciousness'
Galaxy', so you can become a werewolf."
"Interestingly, the memories of all intelligent beings jointly construct the concept of 'time' and the 'galaxy of collective consciousness'."
"As long as I research a magic spell and they cast it according to the magic spell I researched, they can use it directly without delving into the principles inside."
"This is to use this magic spell to retrieve information from the 'Galaxy of Collective Consciousness'."
As Anton murmured in a low voice, all the Death Eaters began to grow long white hair.
Then he shrank back again.
After a while, another pair of antlers popped out from their heads, and everyone could feel something in their bodies rushing toward the antlers along their bodies.
It shrank back again, emerged again, shrank back again...
Finally, Anton gently dispersed everything.
"Will, memory, and emotions, these three items completely constitute the wizard's self, and they are also the copied parts of the Horcrux."
"Voldemort's inability to feel love is actually due to the lack of the 'emotion' part, which ultimately resulted in an extreme imbalance among the three elements."
"Especially the spells that require 'hate' will become spells that he is extremely good at, such as Avada Kedavra."
"That makes sense."
"Haha, a knife is just creating an imbalance."
Voldemort is not the only one with interesting cases like this.
Neville's memory was damaged by his grandmother's crazy casting of the Forgetting Curse, so this imbalance appeared.
As a result, he gained a strong will!
See, this makes sense, everything is completely integrated.
"So I just need to create this imbalance to maximize the effect of a certain spell." Anton looked up at the dementor beside him, "Are you right?"
The Dementor said nothing.
"Oh, I almost forgot." Anton snapped his fingers, causing the iron railings to transform into a close-fitting cage to return to its original shape, allowing the dementors to float out, "How about we give it a try?"
"You are actually a kind of creature, a creature whose body is intact and whose soul is torn apart. Are you created by the Death Curse?"
"Rely on the 'Galaxy of Negative Emotions' to fill in the incompleteness of your souls. No wonder no one can touch your souls. Half of them are somewhere."
"No wonder you have to absorb happy memories. If you don't rely on these to balance the emotions in your body, I'm afraid your will will be completely destroyed."
Bang~
Countless white lights emerged from Anton's body.
"Oh~~"
He exclaimed happily, "The effect of casting a spell under imbalance is indeed the same. It's really interesting. So I used the floating spell to make the black lake float. At that time, my will had surpassed this balance?"
"It's really amazing, hahahaha..."
Anton was speechless anymore, the laughter drowned out all his thoughts, and his whole body convulsed with laughter.
The magic power produced by this imbalance was so terrifying that for just a moment, the Dementor's entire body felt as if it was about to be filled to the brim.
Its hands full of carrion and scabs firmly supported Anton's shoulders to keep itself away from this terrible monster, but it really couldn't struggle.
It can only continue to sink and sink.
The black robe on its body is turning white little by little, the kind of white with a hint of holiness, and its hands are also recovering little by little, with delicate and fair skin appearing little by little.
I don’t know how long it took, but the Dementor’s fingers completely turned into human shapes. Not only that, it also grew a body below the waist, with a pair of white and fleshy feet protruding from the hem of the black robe.
The empty eye sockets and mouth also recovered little by little. In the light, a pair of eyeballs suddenly appeared in the eye sockets, and two rows of teeth grew out and interlocked, as if they wanted to say something.
In the end, the dementor completely transformed into a blond girl wearing a white robe. She looked at Anton gratefully, then turned into stars and disappeared into the air with a bang.
By the time Anton reacted, there was nothing in front of him.
But something interesting happened. He saw that the "Galaxy of Negative Emotions" was extending here, building a black robe bit by bit in the real world.
Maybe waiting for some soulless body to enter, a dementor will appear again.
"So this is ah."
Anton was still immersed in the joy of the tickling spell, smiling as he watched all the changes and the dementors swarming towards him.
Then, the Aurors were alarmed by this strange situation.
Later, Fudge also came over.
This feeling was so wonderful that Anton couldn't get rid of it. Finally, all the knowledge was digested and finally merged into the theory of 'three elements of the self'.
Although it is only applied to the tickling spell now, Anton already has too many ideas.
By the way, this tickling spell is completely different from the original one. What kind of spell should it be replaced with?
"Creaking?"
"It doesn't seem to work. This spell has been designated as the 'Happy Barbecue Curse' before."
"How about changing your tone?"
"It's like the levitating spell and the buffalo summoning spell, one note different?"
"This should work."
Anton was carried to a separate meeting room by the Aurors, still muttering in a low voice.