Anton discovered that whether the wizarding world is powerful or not, magic is certainly important, but cognition is definitely an extremely important key.
It's like Grindelwald, the prophet, can easily change the trajectory of fate and affect the development of many things.
Those who don’t understand this don’t even know how to resist.
No, I don’t even know that I need to resist.
They will only feel how unfair their fate is, and will not think that someone is maliciously targeting them or helping to arrange certain routines.
For example, Harry Potter in the original book is trained according to the formula of "only for Voldemort", cultivating character, cultivating will, cultivating camp opposition, and finally letting everything in his heart burst out with powerful "for Voldemort" power.
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Of course, cognitive gaps are not everything.
For example, Harry Potter, with his absolute bravery and determination, can defeat most wizards by killing you with one move.
But Anton knew that with just a ritual magic or a potion, he could trick Harry into applause.
This is the beauty of the magical world.
The power of the mind is ever-changing, and they do not have an absolutely defined limit of strength and weakness.
Unless they really surpass most wizards in some fields, that is, those titles that people give to the big guys, such as 'the greatest of this century', 'the most terrifying in history' and so on.
Although it is a bit evil to say this, Anton's cabin also has a weapon specifically designed to target Voldemort - Neville, who uses the "Voldemort-like form" to study the Cruciatus Curse.
Shi Lan did not do such things subconsciously. I have always been a conspirator.
But maybe that really isn't fate.
It could always be some old bee's fault, and do I understand the prophet's method of manipulating fate...?
It seems possible. It is said that Voldemort can communicate with centaurs, goblins, murlocs and other intelligent creatures, and learn some other people's techniques. Hermione can do it, but I would think that Voldemort can learn it.
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At least Grindelwald was absolutely willing to teach me with all his heart.
Hermione shrugged matter-of-factly, and I didn't bother to care whether Old Deng was a person who had never conspired. I walked slowly and slowly from the old wizard's office. At most, I didn't know what to do next.
Walk.
That is the smallest gain.
Be happy, go your own way, why do you care so little about others?
Children and grandchildren will never be blessed.
Huh?
That sentence seems to be used incorrectly.
Hermione continued to go back to the dormitory to sleep. The soft bed, soft quilt, soft pillows, and the light and shadow of the lake swaying in the window, soon fell asleep.
It's another sunny day.
Time has quietly retreated to Saturday, the seventh week of July.
There was a small Potions lesson in the afternoon, but there was no class in the morning. Then there was the holiday on the 8th, which made Hermione become lazy.
Other classmates are not in that mood, because the first week of August is not the final exam.
It doesn’t mean that there is only half a month left.
At that time, it was a time when few great wizards had finished. Hermione looked around and found that everyone had become tense.
Among them is the academic Muggle.
Of course, that Granger sister is mainly trying to compete for first place, just like the two scumbag students next to you.
Feeling Hermione's gaze, the Muggles glared at Hermione with hostility.
You have always regarded Hermione as your competition.
But you might lose. Hermione knew that her grade in the astronomy course was probably barely passing. Well, that grade might have been given by Professor Sinistra out of consideration for other professors.
After all, Hermione was really interested in astronomy and had been in a state of barely learning anything.
Maybe it's because of astronomy. When I was in the orphanage in later generations, I really looked at these children from other families who went to the Youth Palace to learn that knowledge without longing.
What was it feeling in my heart at that time? Jealousy? Envy? Resentment? Sadness? Longing?
Oh~
Shi Lan wanted to recall that feeling.
It's quite contradictory anyway.
Professor Malfoy is really awesome. He tells about potions from the perspective of the book "Ron, Werewolves and Purebloods", but he keeps it at a level of knowledge acceptable to seventh graders. It's still not complete.
knowledge.
It's as if I am the author of that book.
That did Hermione a lot of good.
For example, today, Professor Shi Lanya is talking about the topic - "The Differences, Characteristics and Diseases of Magic Potions Absorbed by Ron and Wizards"
From the perspective of potions, it tells about the differences between the bodies of Ron and wizards in some aspects.
Before the magic broke out, the wizard and Ron turned into two completely identical bodies.
That kind of difference can only be observed in anatomy, but it actually exists.
For example, under certain conditions, before the heart is removed, or any organ in the body is removed, the ordinary phenomenon of still being able to live an abnormal life is described. It tells the truth about the operation of the wizard's body.
Essentially speaking, neither Ron nor the wizard has magic power, it's just that the wizard does not have the ability to release and control magic power.
But it's not because he can release controlled magic power. Before the magic power breaks out, the wizard's body also changes accordingly.
Just like a piece of iron and a piece of magnetized iron, there are seven differences.
Professor Malfoy is truly an idol. He randomly looks for directions without having to finish all the knowledge.
Hermione's admiring gaze made Malfoy smile slightly, looking proud.
"Attend class."
The little bat waddled out of the classroom.
Everyone let out a wailing sound.
"Merlin's Beard, how come you have so little homework today and yet you have to write a 3-foot-long paper?"
Shi Lan stared blankly at the class notes in his hand and looked at Harry with a confused look on his face, "You swear, you really listened carefully today, but you know exactly how to do that assignment."
Harry sighed and stared at the homework topic he had recorded - "Details of the changes in the wizard's body affected by the 'Swelling Potion'" m
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! I slowly flipped through the notepad full of memories, and finally sighed helplessly, "You also know."
"That's not difficult!"
The Muggle packed up the textbook and stood up, looking down at the two of us, "Explain that there are two assignments. The first assignment involves preparing a swelling potion. The seventh assignment is not to use it. According to the content of today's class, observe the wizard.
body changes
Transformation to find the characteristics of the wizard's body."
Anton took a breath, "You want to make a potion? Oh! Harry, Harry, does he know how to do that?"
Harry ignored me and just looked at the class notes in silence. I seemed, seemed, maybe, well, it was a miracle, I really understood it today.
I also knew when it was over, probably before Malfoy became so hostile towards me, and I gradually became disgusted with the Potions class. By the end, I could understand a small part of the content.
The Muggle rolled his eyes and looked at Anton mockingly, "For some silly reason, the girls said that the swelling potion is the best potion formula. Maybe it wasn't because of that that Professor Shi Lanya arranged that
Homework, so that everyone doesn't have to do it."
"But Anton Weasley, he even knows how to use swelling potion?"
Anton spread his hands with a strange look on his face.
The Muggle sneered, flicked his long instant noodle head, and turned around to leave.
Oh, my God, Granger's expression was so hurtful. Anton looked at Harry in disbelief, "You're absolutely crazy."
"Maybe you can't teach him, Anton."
-A voice sounded from beside them, and both Harry and Anton looked up at Draco Dumbledore in shock.
I saw Master Shi Lanya's arrogant and arrogant expression, "You know, you know, I beg you, I beg you, just teach him", mixed with some kind of sincere "Oh, you really want to teach me"
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Anton shook his head, "Merlin's beard, is the world crazy?"
Draco touched his platinum-blond hair and smiled slightly, "Yes, you hope that the kind of communication between Lord Voldemort's army cannot be opened in a more friendly way, and you hope that they can feel your hypocrisy.
"
When I saw Hermione walking out of the door, I quickly shouted, "Hey, Shi Lan, I'm waiting for you."
Draco ran back a few steps, then turned to look at Harry and Anton, "I hope they will be late for the study exchange meeting in the morning. Maybe you can't talk to them about the preparation of the swelling potion. You didn't give me any advice."
The big secret of low drug efficacy, I learned it from my senior."
After saying that, I hurriedly chased him out.
Anton curled his lips and said, "Harry, did he hear that? I almost turned that study exchange meeting into one I held. Oh, the way I looked just now looked so much like Percy. I really should have introduced the two of us."
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Harry smiled and shook his head, "Don't mind me. You think that is indeed a good time to learn swelling potion. After all, your knowledge of potions will not fall behind much."
Anton looked at Harry in disbelief, "You really want to learn from me?"
"Why so?"
"Oh, are you really sure? That world has gone crazy. When it ends, our little family will change. It will become so strange."
Harry thought for a moment, "Maybe it's a wrong change?"
Anton stood up unsteadily and packed up the things under the table with a happy face, "You want to learn from me, even if it's a study exchange meeting, I'm young, you can ask Hermione, if not, go and find her."
George and Fred, we can teach you."
"Oh, of course you know, those eight people are very busy. If it's okay, you can go find Percy. Although I hate it too, it's just not as good as Shi Lanya."
Harry nodded, "Yes, he is right, you can go together."