Anton took his eyes off the dark wizard riding a broomstick and looked upward.
On the top of the building in the distance, Grindelwald stood facing the wind with his hands behind his back. His old face with some crow's feet was full of displeasure, and he looked at the wizard riding a broomstick with a sneer.
On the roof of a building opposite the building where he was, Dumbledore looked at him with a complicated expression, and then looked at the wizard.
Anton reacted instantly.
Yo ho~
Commanding the sub-wizard mercenaries, the one behind the scenes must be this guy riding a broomstick!
He could even guess from the expressions of the two old men that something must have happened. For example, Dumbledore thought it was Grindelwald who ordered people to kill Lupine and himself, so he wanted to challenge Lao Gai all over the world.
Then the aggrieved Grindelwald followed the path of fate and reached this place in a flash.
Well, it should be.
Although neither of these two people could make Anton feel any emotion in them, through some micro-expressions and understanding of them, Anton still had a little bit of confidence in his groundless speculations.
Of course, just these two people can't be said to be very lively.
Anton raised his head and looked at the ceiling. Under the reflection of the 'Lake of the Soul', somewhere above, a huge and extremely sharp magic power was faintly surging.
Compared with the magic power generated by the environment and nature, the magic power surging in the wizard's body appears to be particularly concentrated, active, and full of his own extreme emotions.
this……
That is Anton's beloved Professor Voldemort.
Tom Riddle.
At this moment, Voldemort was indeed Voldemort, quietly hiding in a dark corner, not knowing what he planned to do under the noses of Dumbledore and Grindelwald.
Anton didn't know whether he wanted to save the dark wizard or take the opportunity to kill the dark wizard and cause a conflict between Dumbledore and Grindelwald.
But anyway.
The three great devils are alive together!
Ga ga ga~
It’s so lively, let’s fight, let’s fight!
However, Anton clearly yearns for magic more than watching the excitement. Now that the results of this large-scale magic experiment are about to appear, he has left several big bosses behind in an instant.
He even solemnly took out his wand and used it to carefully perceive the interesting changes in the wizard.
This change seemed so interesting from the beginning.
On the magic side, the magic of the environment is pouring into the wizard, while in the real world, every individual in the environment downstairs is looking towards the wizard.
That wonderful feeling, as if - as if everyone's 'memory, emotion, will, thinking, etc.' are mixed with magic, extending from the 'window of the soul' eyes, casting spells on this wizard in this way.
This moment of collective attention is equivalent to everyone casting a spell on the wizard.
Such observation reminded Anton of the girl Lu Ping came to treat.
Maybe one day, this girl's parents also had a quarrel in public, and the little girl even screamed and cried about it, and was noticed by all the apartment residents, which led to the occurrence of the environment breeding black magical creatures.
on her body.
Collective emotional consciousness, black magic environments, and black magic creatures are all inseparable from real-life behaviors in reality.
This kind of magic that Muggles can influence seems to explain some kind of human taste, but it is magnified and embodied by magic, and a real-life dark magic creature appears.
Anton waved his wand gently, and the snuff box flew out from the pocket of his wizard robe. A huge drawing board stood on his left side, with paint flying and being smeared on it quickly.
On his right side, the quill was already writing quickly on the notepad with residual images.
Anna looked at the drawing board curiously. According to Anton, his magic eyes evolved into the "Lake of the Soul", and the magic world he saw was a completely different picture.
In the drawing board, there is an extremely unique gray fog, so thin that it is almost transparent.
She looked carefully at the lines in the fog. These lines seemed to have a unique atmosphere and carry a lot of information.
After just staring for a moment, a stream of messy content quickly rushed towards her mind, scaring her so much that she quickly closed her eyes.
After a while, I looked at the painting again, but this time I didn't dare to focus on the lines in the mist.
And in this mist, there is a black light group with mixed colors of scarlet, dark green and so on.
"This is the memory planet I told you before." Anton explained to Anna on the side, "Of course, later I discovered that it is not just a memory planet, it contains the three major books of 'memory, emotion and will'
My element."
"Our soul seems to be born from 'thinking', but in the final analysis it will still be integrated into the lowest self-element."
The pattern on the drawing board is not static.
As the paint was applied layer by layer, a color similar to gray mist suddenly bloomed in the center of the memory planet.
"It seems that the magic group in the environment is rushing towards the wizard's body, and then brewing black magic creatures in his body..." Anton explained to Anna softly while staring at the wizard carefully.
"But it's not."
"This kind of magic also happens to Muggles. It is an effect that can be produced in reality."
"The collection of people around us constitutes our deep environment, and the impact of this collection of environment on us is not as simple as the power of their souls being injected into our bodies."
"Instead, it is something similar to..." Anton thought for a while, "I should say it is a magnetic field. Well, this metaphor should be more vivid."
"Each person's magnetic field changes the magnetic field of the environment, and then the environmental magnetic field changes the magnetic field of an individual, ultimately guiding the individual to produce an effect similar to casting a spell."
"Cast a spell?" Anna asked doubtfully.
"Yeah." Anton nodded, "It's like we have a Patronus Charm to summon a Patronus, or make a replica of ourselves as a Horcrux, or use ritual magic to summon an elf."
"The mind and magic of wizards work together, and the black magic creatures, which are the human mind, the influence of the environment, and the magic brought by collective consciousness, work together."
"Appeared!"
Anton shouted excitedly.
The paint surrounding the top of the drawing board spits out quickly, and layers of pictures are drawn on the drawing board.
The first is a heart made of gray lines. This heart is incomplete and covered with rich gray hairs.
Then there was a lung made of gray lines. This lung was even more incomplete. Anna could only see a little bit of its shape. What was even weirder was that she felt an extremely uncomfortable feeling on this lung.
The depressing mood.
Then, these lines began to become complicated, and she could only quickly feel the gray hairs on her heart mixed with the hairs on her lungs, crisscrossing and extending into countless lines.
As the paint is applied layer by layer, finally, a crow with a pair of antlers and broken golden eyes appears in the painting.
"Ah~" Anna exclaimed, staring at the crow, "It feels so strange to me, as if it is urging me... urging..."
"Haha~" Anton turned around and said with a smile, "Did you suddenly feel like telling the truth?"
Anna blinked and nodded.
"Perfect!" Anton waved his magic wand, put all the experimental materials and picture frames in the room back into the snuff box, and let various personal belongings fly into the suitcase.
"Done, this trip looks perfect!"
Anton stretched his waist, "Perfectly recording the birth process of a black magic creature, and thereby drawing the complete life existence of a black magic creature!"
Anna looked at him curiously, "You haven't said what the antlered crow does."
The corners of Anton's lips raised slightly, and he turned to look at the wizard outside the window, "Those people downstairs were forced to stand by my magic. In such an environment, they have to face their own hearts for several days. Such an atmosphere breeds
The effect of a black magic creature is to urge those targeted by it to sincerely face their own souls."
"In a dark creature way!"
All this seems to have taken a long time, but in fact, the process of breeding black magic creatures is extremely fast, just like casting a spell. When the conditions are met, the effect will appear naturally.
"Who are you?"
Security Director Ava Miles frowned and stared at the wizard riding the broomstick. This person gave her a very bad feeling.
"Haha, I was just passing by." Mulcib smiled and clenched the handle of the broomstick in his hand, lifted it slightly, and was about to take off quickly and escape from here.
At this moment, a scream sounded behind him, "He lied, he lied, he is going to kill the two people wearing Spider-Man clothes, and he is going to kill the reporter Serad Williams!"
Mulciber suddenly took a breath and turned to look behind him. He didn't remember that there was a person behind him!
But at this moment, Ava Miles reacted very quickly and pulled out her wand, "Everyone turned to stone... ugh!"
She suddenly retched. This whole-body binding spell brought a huge psychological shadow to her, and it actually made her feel instinctively bored in an instant.
And just such a delay allowed Mulciber to take the opportunity to escape.
He ignored the sounds behind him and controlled the broomstick to fly towards the sky very fast.
"Hahaha~"
"Don't you Aurors even try to catch me!"
He didn't realize that from every corner of the surrounding building, Anton, Dumbledore, Grindelwald, and Voldemort were all staring at his back.