Anton stood on the stone platform and turned to look at the people around him.
Principal Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Professor Lupine, Professor Snape, Hagrid...
Harry, Ron, Hermione, Draco, Neville, Fred...
Minister Fudge, Director Umbridge, Aurors, Animagus experts...
I don't know when Anton Jingran started to get used to being watched by so many people. If this were the case in his previous life, he would have been at a loss and unable to say a word.
All changes are so silent.
Anton smiled slightly and continued, "Next, there are three ways. One is to recite the incantation to the potion buried in the ground every day until a storm hits and knocks down the first thunder and lightning."
"If you can't wait, you can cast the magic spell 'Thunder of the Soul' on the medicine bottle buried in the ground. This is a high-end application of the 'fainting' spell, if you have the means to do it."
[The theory of the upgraded version of the Thunder of the Mind while fainting, please see Chapter 202 for details)
"If you don't know how to release this magic spell, you can also consider using some magic potion rich in 'spirit' to water it. Don't worry, the earth and the glass bottle will protect the magic potion inside from other magic potions.
"
"For example, the 'Pharmacion of True Knowledge' (Chapter 251) contains mind and other potions, and you need about 3 ounces (85 ml)."
As he spoke, Anton waved his magic wand, and a fine blue lightning flashed and surged towards the ground.
It's been a long time.
Lupine once again controlled the medicine bottle to break out of the ground and float behind Scrimgeour's face. He grabbed it with one hand until he felt a heartbeat. He continued to cast a spell on it. Before the heartbeat appeared, he dismounted.
Drink the magic potion without hesitation."
"Drinking it is to resist any changes and let the magic power take him to transform."
"Remember, his will to resist change will have minimal impact on the potion, and may eventually turn him into a werewolf, which would be wonderful. The Animagus transformed successfully, and there are still people in the wizarding world today.
There is no effective way to recover."
Scrimgeour nodded silently and continued to recite the spell, "Animo, Animo, Animo, Animagus..."
Lu Ping pursed his lips and stared at the old woman behind his eyes.
That person didn't have a personality or style that was enough to make people dislike him, and there was nothing that occasionally made Lu Ping admire him.
Except for Lupine himself, no one is completely sure about the new transfiguration technique, let alone Scrimgeour, who is familiar with it; judging from the small number of case files, it should be very vague that the Animagus succeeded.
consequences.
But I still stood up. I was firm or not. I just said, "You come first. If you succeed, then let the Aurors use your hands."
Success, then...
As I said above, if it is successful, I will become a human, a ghost, or a ghost, and it will be just me, Scrimgeour.
Lupine couldn't help but think of the words of old Ronald - that person has a long head, and if the sky falls, I will really carry it for him.
Lupine hates that guy, and he doesn't even feel close to the same kind. We are all people who stick to the beliefs in our hearts without judging from the inner world. We are also people who will stand up for us in times of crisis without any hesitation.
There are few enough similarities.
Of course, since people of the same sex repel each other, our relationship will probably always be as good as it is.
After all, the beliefs in our hearts are not the same.
that's it…
Under the gaze of countless eyes and under the bright moonlight, Scrimgeour drank the potion. In an instant, his body began to twist and change slowly.
Countless brown and white wolf hairs grew out from under my body, and there seemed to be no mouse outside my head, which was broken and broken.
The gold-rimmed glasses blended into my body and turned into a line of golden hair on my face.
My suit blended into my body, and under the werewolf's chest, a bunch of white hair that looked like a bow tie appeared.
Several professors took a step back, blocking the children in front of them, and looked at the werewolf behind them who was changing more and more steadily.
A werewolf nearly 2 meters tall, with a slender body, curved legs full of explosive power, and sharp claws.
Yang Bo took a few steps closer without any excitement, "Director Scrimgeour? Isn't he aware of himself yet?"
"Ho~~"
The werewolf opened its mouth full of fangs on its head, roaring angrily at the great wizard behind it, saliva dripping from it, and its eyes were full of ferocity.
Its weak, furry arms stretched out, and its sharp claws popped out, aiming at Yang Bo.
That scene made people feel as if the werewolf was going to tear the great wizard into pieces at any time. Many people screamed in surprise.
Anton's expression changed and he rushed down slowly.
Lu Ping looked up at the werewolf without moving, and raised his eyebrows, "Stop pretending, you can feel the joy in Yu's heart."
"Hahaha~"
A strange, weak laugh accompanied by the roar of wild beasts came.
Scrimgeour raised his head and felt the gentle touch of the moonlight on his cheek in fascination, "You feel great, you have never felt so good!"
"Great~"
Lupine waved, and Scrimgeour's wand that fell on the ground flew behind the werewolf's face. Arnie Yang Boyun couldn't integrate all the clothes out of his body, but there was nothing he could do with the wand. "He tried it slowly.
, maybe it can cast a magic spell."
Scrimgeour grabbed the wand with his huge wolf claws, as if holding a toothpick, and I waved it hard, "The birds are flocking!"
Finally, I shook my head without regret, "Yes."
At that moment, Scrimgeour looked at Anton without any doubts. I remember that when the director of the werewolf office transformed into a werewolf, he used the magic of 'disapparation' very nervously and freely!
After all, it was obviously a secret belonging to Anton, and it was appropriate to ask it on the spot.
Many people rushed over to take a look at the huge werewolf. Umwaiqi looked up excitedly, licked the corners of his mouth, and touched the werewolf's leg hair without interest.
Scrimgeour felt a chill and looked at the man fondly. I can't push you away for the time being. I can feel the extremely weak explosive force in my body. I have an inexplicable intuition.
If I were careful, I might kick that man until his spine broke.
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I need some time to get used to that ability.
"Go forward, go forward!"
Lupine shouted, waving his wand, and a spiral cyclone carried everyone forward a few steps with a soft force.
(That Qi Ni is a low-level application of the floating spell, which first appeared in Chapter 130)
"It's not the first step yet!"
Lupine's expression became serious, "It's very convenient to change back to a human. He just needs to want it and he will change back in no time."
"Just think?"
"Yes, as long as you think about it, he will definitely feel that if you don't feel guilty, just recall the memories of his human form in the future. That is the power of will and memory."
Scrimgeour's body suddenly collapsed, changing and twisting.
Everyone was looking at me in amazement, and the reporters were pressing the slow shutter button crazily.
Finally, I completely changed back.
I shook my fist without any doubt, "That feeling is really good, as if my body has become healthier."
Lupine nodded, "But he can't use magic. Werewolves can use magic."
"Right…"
Outside the corner of the crowd, Fiennes's eyes hidden under the hood of the giant wizard's robe were shining brightly, and I sighed slightly without regret.
Magical Animagus and werewolves, that is the most important research in my life.
I even died researching werewolves.
The period of death had little impact on me. I had lost interest in the kind of magical research that was full of violence and wanted to become less threatening.
I learned to cherish life more, and finally felt the lack of my own life, love, and longing for all the good things in the world.
So before I was resurrected, when I was able to think again, I did not pick up the topic of ‘werewolves’ to continue studying, but instead turned to studying life.
What I long for is something special, to experience the taste of ice cream with a real mouth.
Yes, it's that complicated.
I was fooled by this big bastard like that, but I really wanted to taste the ice cream, sit in the middle of a crowded auditorium and cheer for the Quidditch game, go hiking in the mountains, and feel the clear springs and breeze.
It was as if I had relived my life, and I started to care less about some things that I cared about in the past.
Yes, I have a lot of regrets that I didn’t completely study the werewolf’s magical animagus after my death.
Now, my students are finally finished.
"That's enough. You can count as a student like Bai Jiao."
The old wizard Fiennes smiled slightly, paying attention to those people, turned around and walked towards the castle.
The summer night breeze comes from under the White Lake, causing ripples and blowing up the hem of my wizard robe.