Anton looked strange. He had never dared to face Dumbledore.
As the greatest white wizard of this century among all people, this man is undoubtedly extremely powerful, especially since he is also proficient in Legilimency. Who knows what else he can do. Anton himself had a bad apprenticeship as a black wizard.
experience.
He sometimes fears that Dumbledore will find out that he is good at dark arts and kick him out of school.
Don't think it won't happen. If you look at the entire history of Hogwarts, there won't be too many people who dropped out of school.
Anton likes Hogwarts. The learning atmosphere here is very good. It is full of talented people who speak well. The professors also work hard. He feels that he has gained a lot every day.
"This is not like George's prank invention." Dumbledore looked at him, "It can be seen that you have a deep understanding of werewolves."
Anton doesn’t feel sleepy anymore when it comes to this.
He has never been a modest person and never minded showing off his excellence.
As he struggled to get up, a magical light flashed and a cold feeling hit him, and he suddenly felt much more comfortable.
"Thanks."
Anton sat up and said, "I am treating Luping."
"Lupin?" Dumbledore's eyes were full of emotion, "I haven't seen him for a long time. He is a child with a sensitive heart. He always refuses other people's kindness, as if he is afraid that he will not be able to repay what he owes, and he is cautious.
Living."
"Lupine admires you very much, Professor."
"He is indeed a grateful person." Dumbledore took off his glasses and wiped them gently, "Although I don't need them, I just hope he can live well."
Anton chuckled, "I'm living well now, and my initial treatment is effective."
"?" Dumbledore raised his eyelids with doubt in his eyes, "Werewolves are not a recent problem."
"He can now freely choose the time to turn into a werewolf at any time of the month." Anton's face was filled with pride.
Now Dumbledore no longer looked extremely calm. He looked up and down at the mummy in front of him in surprise, confirming that it was a first-year student in his school.
"Not only that, I am also treating Nagini. She is about to completely turn into a snake. I have postponed this time for ten years!"
Now Dumbledore could no longer sit still, and his eyes became sharp.
When Nagini followed Newt to find him, he also thought of many ways, but none worked. In the end, the girl left Hogwarts with a look of despair, for which he often blamed himself.
"Snake candy, werewolf experience candy..."
Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems that there is a great student coming to Hogwarts."
"Can I explain my experimental process to you?" Anton looked at him expectantly, "There are many difficult problems that need to be explored bit by bit. I hope to get your help."
Dumbledore looked strange, and the old man winked mischievously, "You restless child, you learn potions with Snape on Saturdays, and spells with Quirrell on weekends, and now you want me to help you study together? You
What day of the week is suitable?"
Anton spoke righteously, but of course, his face was covered with bandages and he couldn't see any expression, "Lupin and Nagini need your help!"
It's loud and clear.
"Haha." Dumbledore stood up with a smile, "Okay, have a good rest."
got rejected?
Anton felt a little regretful.
"Come to my office after your injury. You are busier than me, little guy. I am very interested in your research."
Great~
Dumbledore is gone.
Anton couldn't sleep anymore.
Why should you sleep? If you are dead, you will have plenty of time to sleep!
The light of the light and shadow note spell flickered, and countless lines appeared in front of him, a total of four pictures.
Magical images of Nagini's human and viper states.
Magical images of Lupin's human and werewolf states.
Suddenly, something moved in his mind, he enlarged the werewolf's magic image, and another magic image appeared next to it.
This is the magical image of the dragon skin part of the dragon species.
He stared at the two images, "Why do I feel there is an inexplicable connection between them?"
Pedro the Elf keeps saying that Anton has gone astray and is researching something that has no future.
This old goblin who has lived for hundreds of years is well-informed and despises the view that many people think that modern magic spells are degenerate. "Modern magic spells are becoming more perfect and stable. This is the result of many pitfalls experienced by our predecessors," he said.
Summarize the most suitable path.”
He believes that no matter how strong a werewolf's magic resistance is, it cannot change the fact that werewolves are at the bottom of the wizarding world.
The upper limit of this thing is too low, so that's it.
It is better to study the Iron Armor Curse honestly and become a master of a certain spell like Fiennes (the old wizard). Master of the Iron Armor Curse can almost be said to have a bright road.
In Anton's words, it is an invincible trick.
But today.
Just today.
Anton saw the scenery above the limit of werewolves!
There is an inexplicable fit between the magical image of the werewolf and the magical image of the dragon's skin!
What is this concept?
Putting an airplane engine into a supercar?
He suddenly had a new idea about the hybridization of magical animals in the wizarding world. Could it be that these species would have the same compatibility in some places, so that they could transcend species gaps and give birth to new species under the influence of magic?
"I seem to have discovered something amazing!"
Anton murmured, his eyes blurred.
Gently stretch out your bandaged fingers and point on the structural diagram with countless colorful lines in front of you.
The werewolf's magic image is constantly flipping along the key positions of his points, and the internal structure is enlarged, twisted and exposed.
The fingers moved sideways, and the magic image of the dragon skin really matched at a certain node.
Then, the two kept turning the package over.
Anton kept looking for other points of convergence, "Two more, just two, as long as I find them, it will be..."
Against the backdrop of the cursed lines recorded by light and shadow, his eyes were brighter than ever.
…
That night, Anton welcomed two patients.
Two werewolves to be exact.
Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter.
"You mean everyone else recovered under Professor Dumbledore's spell, but you two didn't?" Anton expressed disbelief and gently put down the cup in his hand.
"I took seven." Draco looked frustrated, "I look so ugly now that I don't even dare to look in the mirror."
"I took nine." Harry glared at Draco.
The two men quarreled again.
Anton twitched the corner of his mouth, and found the answer in their argument. Such an outrageous state was probably when Harry and Draco were fighting each other, stuffing candy into each other's mouths.
The crazy superimposed potion effects, even Dumbledore's 'Restore Humanoid Curse' were useless.
"You should keep quiet!" Madam Pomfrey took away the medicine cups from the three of them and gave each of them a piece of chocolate. "Have a good rest, I don't want to hear you arguing again."
When asked about his condition, Anton said that he started to feel itchy all over his body.
"It seems you are recovering well." Madam Pomfrey smiled happily.