He could feel that the joy, happiness, hope, touch, beauty and other emotions in his body were being rapidly absorbed by the dementors. A ray of sunshine filled the depths of his soul, and those that had been absorbed appeared in redoubled numbers, and then
Pour it into the Dementor's body at a faster speed.
For a moment, he was so happy that he rolled his eyes. The dementor began to tremble rapidly.
In the reflection of the "Lake of the Soul", the dementors began to undergo some interesting changes.
First, the fur on his body began to disappear - oh, it turns out those fur are a mixture of emotions and magic. Let me tell you, this is an instinctive spell!
Then, the black robe on the Dementor began to turn gray, and then turned white little by little - oh, it turns out there was such a process at that time, that is to say, it was an emotion extending from the "Galaxy of Collective Negative Emotions"
The body I built is being filled little by little with my "positive emotions" and becomes balanced, eventually turning into "excessive positive emotions?"
Then, the strange body in the dementor's robe began to decay from black and gray to white, becoming more and more charming little by little, and finally transformed into a strong man with a face full of flesh. - Hold the grass! Could these dementors be the same?
The wizard from Azkaban Castle used the sailors to transform them, right?
Finally, the strong man seemed to be emerging from the robe, with a certain happiness and serenity on his face.
He was wearing a pirate sailor costume with a cool pattern on his body, and his chest was full of scars, looking like a medieval pirate crew.
At this point, Anton once again reproduced the production process of the "blonde and blue-eyed young girl".
The strong pirate nodded to Anton with a grateful look on his face, as if he was about to turn into stars and disappear into the air at any moment.
However, Anton's research is not over yet.
When doing magic research, Anton has always been indifferent when facing strangers.
"Don't worry, there's more!"
Anton chuckled, gently raised his wand and pressed it against the strong pirate's forehead.
"Creak, creak, creak!
boom!
Countless white lights poured into the mouth of the brawny pirate. These cursed white lights even exceeded the standard. If there was no time to pour them in, they would all dissipate to the side.
Behind the strong man, it turned into a two-meter-thick light pillar, bombarded the wall of the stone pillar chamber, and turned into balls of white light floating around.
The other two Dementors made strange noises and rushed towards the far corner of the secret room in panic, hiding at the edge, leaning against the wall, shivering.
Anton's whole eyes lit up, staring closely at the dementor.
Reflected in the lake of the soul, this extremely fast process stretches out bit by bit, showing all the observable details.
The extremely unbalanced emotions leveraged countless magic powers, instantly destroying the black robe on the strong pirate man's body, and gradually collapsed into tiny bits and pieces.
At this moment, the strong pirate man completely broke free from the shackles of the black robe.
He looked like a ghost, with pale and
Translucent body.
Anton knew that this was not a ghost in the human world, but a dead soul, the kind of dead soul in the world of dead souls.
That kind of difference is as if the person in front of you has become extremely pure, so pure that only "memory, emotion, will and traces of time" are left.
After the light dissipated, the strong man looked up at the sky, with some kind of aurora-like twisted gauze light on his body.
Reflected in the lake of the soul, this person becomes a ball, a memory planet, a memory planet in the endless void.
"No one remembers me now." There was a little regret, a little joy, and a little relief in the strong man's eyes. He smiled, bent down and saluted Anton, and then the light that turned into bright pearls completely dissipated.
And go.
Anton smacked his mouth and carefully recalled everything before, and suddenly laughed.
Ha ha ha ha
"I know, I know, these dementors are from Azkaban Castle
The wizard used the Sailor Islands to transform, and his purpose was to study the wizard’s bloodline! "
"Yes, that must be the case!" Anton gave a high-five happily, "I've seen the research materials he left behind, and no wonder they don't make sense. He hasn't fully studied emotions yet.
This senior dark wizard's path of magic is quite similar to his.
What is being studied is the bloodline of wizards.
This person has obviously reached a certain magical realm, and actually tried to create a wizard bloodline to superimpose himself.
Of course, this is Anton's terminology.
According to ancient wizards, it should be to make a robe of an undead wizard one by one to travel in the world of death, transcending life and death.
It is an idea along the lines of the invisibility cloak, one of the three holy weapons of death. I hope that I can completely avoid death after putting on the cloak.
After further research, yes, Anton can clearly see that this senior boss's idea is to integrate the magical blood of this human-made robe into himself, thereby becoming immortal and able to travel around the world and the world.
The god of death in the world of dead souls!
"Tsk tsk tsk"
"Although their methods are evil, like the despicable Haierbo, the magic of these people should be classified into the field of "life magic", right?"
Similar to Anton.
But it’s not actually the same magical path.
Anton is involved in many magic fields, including destiny magic, time magic, mind magic, and life magic.
He learned from many people and experienced many miraculous magic worlds, but after all, his own magic focused more on the soul.
But this "mind" is not the same as Dumbledore's mind magic.
"Or"
Anton thought for a while and smiled slightly, "It should exist", yes, "Magic exists!"
In my previous life, I was busy reading, going to work, and surviving, but I could never find my own existence.
After traveling through time, he was like a ghost floating with no place to stay, like a traveler.
So he pays more attention to his own existence and hopes to find his own existence.
then
His talent is the Levitation Spell, his talent is the Observation Magic,
His direction is not to manipulate the world, but to explore the soul.
See, everything is not rootless.
"Quack, quack, quack"
This experiment has completely determined his own magic research path, which is of course gratifying.
But Anton also made a more interesting discovery. "Calling God to Guard!"
He waved his arms again, driving a dementor to float in front of him, "According to the research of the senior boss, you should be composed of the self of a living being and a black-robed magic item, and then use extreme torture to connect
"The product of a galaxy of collective negative emotions of mankind."
"In other words, to completely complete this experiment, you should get rid of this robe and completely go to the world of the dead. Then leave behind a wizard robe with the breath of death."
"This wizard's robe is equivalent to having the "magical bloodline of the dead soul". It has the characteristics of both the soul body and the body.
"That's how it should be!"
Anton licked the corner of his mouth, looked at the Dementor struggling to retreat, and smiled, "Let's see if this is the case?"
Using Lao Deng's compound spelling technique, a gray light burst out from the tip of the wand.
Instantly disappeared into the dementor's head.
There is the silver light of the guardian of the soul, the white light of the sun, the colorless light of the soul scalpel, and the rippled light of the soul surgical forceps.