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540 The Muggle cousin of the savior (thanks to the leader of Su Nian)

Dumbledore made a long list for Anton, including a hammer and a hammer of all kinds of books.

Facing Anton's doubts, Lao Deng just smiled mysteriously.

"You know, everything has its own laws. If you tell me without reservation the soul system you studied, then I will also tell you my understanding of the transfiguration system."

He lightly clicked on the list, "After reading these books, you will have a general impression of what I am studying, why I am so busy studying the twelve uses of fire dragon blood, and

There are so many abilities that ordinary people can hardly master and have no interest in, such as imitating the snake's old tune."

Anton scratched his head and looked at one of the catalogs in the book with some confusion, ""A Collection of Jokes in Mermaid Language"?"

Dumbledore raised his finger covered with strange rings and shook it in the air, "Oh, speaking of mermaid language, you may need this more."

He turned around and opened the cabinet next to him, looked at it carefully, and pulled out a book that was 20cm thick.

"These are my notes from that year for your reference."

Anton opened it gently, and the words inside were densely packed, almost the same size as the words in the dictionary from his previous life.

Oh, or rather, this is a dictionary.

On a random page, a strange and twisted text was recorded on the right side, accompanied by the translation of ancient runes - sharp.

On the left is a moving magical photo, which shows a middle-aged uncle's version of Dumbledore.

When he saw Anton looking towards him, he quickly floated up from the photo, like a three-dimensional 3D model, opened his mouth, twisted his tongue to a strange angle and stuck it between the two rows of teeth on the left, and then said, "Luh~ No Lu"

~~~' strange tone. Then, he retracted into the photo with a smile and a salute.

"!

!”

Anton looked at the photo in amazement, his eyes sparkling, and he looked at Dumbledore, "This is much better than the magic photos used in newspapers now. Can you tell me the formula?"

Dumbledore rubbed his fingers, "Actually, it's not a photo, it's a kind of transfiguration. You need to learn more and you will eventually master this little trick."

"It's similar to your 'moving figure', except that one is a solid figure, the other is a virtual shadow, plus a little sound, and a constant effect, that's all."

"Very simple."

Anton had a strange look on his face. He didn't know why he suddenly remembered that he used a floating spell to control ink to write homework quickly. Ron wanted to learn this technique, and this was probably how he dealt with him.

Forehead……

"Actually, sometimes I feel that I am doing useless work in writing these books." Dumbledore picked up a glass of lemon honey water from the table and sipped, "You see, the mermaid language can only be barely translated using ancient runes. It is roughly marked:

What they mean."

"But wizards who graduate from Hogwarts may not be able to learn ancient runes in their lifetime, let alone learn the mermaid language which is even more difficult than running."

"And this mermaid language itself is useless. Mermaids can simply communicate with us in human language. If you want to learn my transfiguration system, you must have these foundations."

"If you understand, you can understand it yourself. You don't necessarily need my books. If you don't understand, reading my book will be of no use. It is a waste of time."

"so……"

Old Deng shook his head with a strange expression, "Actually, those of us who have written a bunch of books, no one reads them at all, we just want to show off our knowledge. Lockhart at least turned knowledge into stories and spread them. In this regard, I don't seem to be nobler than him."

"I don't quite agree." Anton smiled calmly, "A monograph is a monograph. It carries wisdom. No one can understand it now, just because there are too few wizards. When there are more wizards in the future, these will eventually appear. The role they should have."

"There are more wizards..." Dumbledore shook his head indifferently, "I'm afraid it will be difficult. The International Federation of Wizards is arguing about the 'Muggle Squibs' every day. My suggestion is to start with the 'Wizard Squibs'. 'Get started, actually do something, and see the results."

"But that's not what everyone is paying attention to. After all, there are too few 'Wizard Squibs'." He shook his palms as if to ward off flies. "It's buzzing and noisy every day. I even want to quit the International Forget the chairmanship of the Wizards' Federation."

"How can you do a good job with these insects?"

Anton chuckled, he didn't express his opinion, he just watched the fun.

Dumbledore winked and said, "By the way, do me one thing."

"You say."

"There will be a holiday soon, and then it will be time to recruit new students. I want you as a school representative to lead Dudley Dursley to buy textbooks, and by the way, tell his family some rules about the wizarding world."

Anton was stunned, "Isn't this the job of professors?"

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes, "Dudley Dursley is extremely special. People all over the world are staring at him, waiting for this child to transform from a Muggle to a wizard..."

"There is even more attention than when Harry entered school. The Ministry of Magic in every country is watching. Reporters from newspapers are everywhere. Even the elite Muggles are paying attention to him entering the school."

"I can almost imagine the headlines on the front page then, the Muggle cousin of the savior, ha~"

He sneered, "Anyway, the school's professors are not suitable. Some in the school are members of the Order of the Phoenix, and some are goblin hybrids. Everyone has their own background. There will always be people who take the opportunity to over-interpret why this professor came forward."

"You are different. You turned Dudley into a wizard. No one can say anything to you."

Anton nodded indifferently, "Okay, it's a small matter, I'll go there before school starts."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the principal's office again.

"Please come in."

Professor McGonagall walked in with joy on her face, "Neville is awake!"





"We consciously extended his sleep time. Dizziness is normal. He can actually be discharged from the hospital now." The therapist turned over the medical records. "But my suggestion is to observe him for one more night and discharge him tomorrow morning."

"Doctor, thank you. We are not in a hurry. We will take him out of the hospital tomorrow." Neville's uncle Algie sent the therapist to the door and waited for him to completely go away. Then he closed the door of the ward and walked quickly. Came over.

"Are you kid going to risk your life by studying magic?" He looked at Neville who woke up angrily, "I have warned you more than once that you must be cautious when studying dangerous magic. You even used 'brain binding' If you try to experience the Cruciatus Curse on others, are you going to turn yourself into a lunatic? Ah, lock me up with my brother and the others?"

Neville shrank his head and looked at his uncle with some fear.

"Neville..." Grandma clenched Neville's hand tremblingly, her eyes filled with tears, dripping on Neville's arm, "I don't know, oh, what if you were also locked up in the hospital ward with your parents?

For the rest of my life, I will only think about you, what should I do?"

At this moment, a wand quietly stretched out from the corner and pressed against Neville's head.

The uncle and grandma looked at it with wide eyes.

Anton blinked innocently and put the wand back, "He seems to be in good condition. Not only is he in good health, he has also recovered from the slow reaction and forgetfulness caused by a brain problem when he was a child. At least I can see his soul.

It’s complete like never before.”

"Improper use of the Forgetting Curse will affect people's minds, especially for a child. If he is accidentally extremely frightened, a magical riot can indeed occur due to extreme emotions, but it may also cause more damage to his mind."

"The Cruciatus Curse and the Forgetting Curse are both magic powers that target the thinking level. They will also affect the memory level after penetrating the mind. Although learning the Cruciatus Curse is illegal, it actually has a lot of benefits for him."

The uncle and grandma looked at each other. Some of Anton's words made them feel a little scared, but some of them couldn't understand.

Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore with a strange expression, and Dumbledore winked - yes, he was right.


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