Chapter 832 The Sorting Hat and the Lake of the Soul
Time flies by quickly, and school starts again in the blink of an eye.
Usually this is the busiest time around Anton, and the little wizards need to borrow his homework to complete their missing holiday homework before tomorrow morning.
Of course, if you can ask a few other people in the room to borrow homework for reference, then you don’t have to worry about being checked for plagiarism by the professor.
Unknowingly, the level of the members of the hut has surpassed that of other people of the same age.
Even Neville and Hannah, the stupid children who were laughed at by everyone before, now know more in some fields than Hermione, who is known as a top student.
On the first day of the new semester, the weather was not good.
The pouring rain got everyone wet.
Anton found that not many students were proficient in using the ‘waterproof spell’ (waterproof and moisture-proof) taught in the course.
As for household magic such as the 'cleaning spell' (cleaning up) or the 'drying spell', they are not taught in school, and the few who know how to use them are almost all pure-blood or mixed-blood students.
The students used the spell awkwardly and then looked at the others with pride.
Even so, the magic effects used by most students are still not good, and the clothes on their bodies still look trendy.
Anton recalled the process of learning magic. It seemed that all he was thinking about was how to exert effects that were more powerful and more adaptable to the current environment. He had never bothered with the problem of how to fully exert magic.
This seems to be the current situation in the magical world. With the improvement of the modern magic system and magic school education, it is still so clear that everyone knows that magic will always belong to a few people.
But this is not something that cannot be changed.
There is no doubt that the professors at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry are very powerful, but Anton discovered that if he really put in the effort, he could really bring an average classmate to an outstanding level.
Although there is no way to make them as powerful as the mainstream Aurors in the wizarding world, they are at least much more powerful than those dark wizards who illegally use dangerous black magic.
Anton looked around thoughtfully, wondering whether he should bring these classmates with him when he was teaching his subordinates and friends.
I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly there was a burst of cheers from the crowd.
Anton came back to his senses and looked up. The newly admitted junior students were undergoing a tense sorting ceremony. The extremely magical Sorting Hat, a magical creation, was accurately allocating the students to their departments according to their potential.
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In the reflection of the "Lake of the Soul", the Sorting Hat is so magical, as if it is a mirror, shining with colorful light.
"it seems……"
After studying it in depth for so long, Anton finally roughly figured out the principle of this thing when he was in fourth grade.
The effect of this thing is very similar to the ability of 'Lake of the Soul'.
It seems to be able to sense the magical blood talent of the young wizard. Of course, this ability is not only possessed by the 'Lake of the Soul' magic. It is similar to some methods of the wand making master, and it is enough to vaguely perceive it.
The most amazing thing is that this hat should have the ability to perceive the soul.
After the young wizard experienced a magic riot and awakened the ability to control magic, excluding the influence of magic blood, his abilities were generally short-sighted.
In a kind of "every wish comes true" chaos control magic ability.
For example, in the early stages of the magic riot, when Harry Potter was about to be beaten by Dudley's pursuers, he could run directly to the roof on the ground.
Although Anton didn't know whether Harry ran up the wall or flew directly up.
After the magic riot, the little wizards' tendency to control the magic and what they planned to accomplish, and driven by their inner desires, caused some subtle changes in the nature of this magic.
No, it should be a huge change.
Just like the chaotic carbon element in the beginning, some people became cinders, some people became graphene flakes, and some people became diamonds.
The various desires of the soul stir up completely different magic powers and guide their own magic power into completely different characteristics.
The most extreme one is Obscurus, whose extremely twisted spiritual will and desire for magic to self-destruct have completely made this magic so violent and powerful.
And this wizard hat seems to use the induction of the magical properties of the little wizard's body to infer other factors such as spiritual personality, and comprehensively consider the choice of college.
Magic does not exist alone, it is the power of the mind.
So if we analyze it from the perspective of magic, people will always be amazed that this hat can even predict the future development of a little wizard.
Mind and magic complement each other, unless there is a major change, which is indeed the case - seeing old age at the age of three.
"This ability seems to be very useful!"
It plays a very good role in his research on magic and mind, magic and environment, research on wand making, research on drawing life existence, research on magic blood superposition, etc.
Anton stared at the Sorting Hat with burning eyes, flicking his fingers gently, and a group of small lines emitting a faint light appeared in his palm.
Magical images.
After possessing the "Lake of the Soul" and learning some techniques for staff makers to sense the magical properties of the opponent, it is not too simple to deconstruct the magic that the Sorting Hat is operating.
"As long as we strip away the spiritual aspect of the hat and just analyze its ability..."
The line-shaped ball pattern in Anton's palm is becoming finer and clearer little by little.
Just kidding, he can use the bionic spell to simulate the 'Grindelwald Eye' invented by Grindelwald that can peer into the depths of the soul. This doesn't seem to be that difficult.
"Hey ~ Anton, let me introduce to you. This school girl is Lydia Bock from the Bock family, the niece of the owner of Knockturn Alley's Bockin' Bock store. I think..." Draco pointed at a blond girl excitedly
The green-eyed school girl was about to introduce herself to Anton, and suddenly she exclaimed.
Anton's eyes turned into colorful whirlpools. A slight contact would even make people feel weak as if their souls were about to be pulled out of their bodies.
As if he had glimpsed something indescribable, Draco's face turned pale, his fingers gripped the edge of the long table next to him, and he gasped feebly.
Anton blinked and his eyes returned to normal. He smiled and nodded to the elementary school girl who looked at him fearfully, "Hello."
Then he looked at Draco, "Hey, buddy, are you okay?"
Draco took a deep breath. His pale cheeks didn't look like he was okay. He looked around and leaned over, "Anton, I've seen the color of your eyes before."
Anton raised his eyebrows, "Oh?"
He himself knows that it is the colorful light that can be seen traveling through the depths of the soul and the long river of time, representing the collection of memories of the world.
Regarding this aspect, he came up with the answer after consulting Mr. Grindelwald and Professor Voldemort.
That thing was so shocking that he never thought through its ambition.
Eat the meal one bite at a time, don't be in a hurry.
"Um."
Draco nodded, "Death!"
"I have seen death. There will be a curtain between existence and non-being. This is the light on the curtain."
Anton thought for a moment and said, "It is indeed."
He sometimes suspected that the curtain was not the edge between life and death, but an image of the memory galaxy that belonged to nature, appearing when the soul left the body and crossed the dimensions of reality and the world of dead souls.
Now that the 'Boundless Void' he has researched exists in the 'Lake of the Soul', if he uses the eyes as the window of the soul intensively to study a certain magical matter, his eyes will naturally look like this.
But in fact, it was just that Draco did not have powerful enough eye magic to penetrate this colorful mist and see the 'lake of the soul' inside.
And at this school's opening dinner, it seemed that only one person could see it.
Albus Dumbledore.
He seemed stunned by what he saw, and was looking at Anton with wide eyes in disbelief.
Conveying this message - Merlin's beard, I hope I saw it correctly, I saw my image in your mind, as well as Gellert and Tom?
——Quack, quack, quack…
Anton grinned shyly and completely closed his brain, preventing Lao Deng from reading any thinking information.
Damn, because you were too focused on studying the Sorting Hat, you accidentally let Lao Deng notice the problem.
I hope Dumbledore doesn't know what this is.
Anton was thinking quickly in his mind, trying to figure out what reasons to use to deal with Dumbledore.
In the next period of time, Dumbledore, a steady old man, rarely showed a hint of restlessness. This situation was obviously noticed by his familiar old friend Professor McGonagall.
She pursed her lips and didn't say anything. She just sped up the progress of the sorting ceremony slightly.
Before the little wizard could excitedly walk to his desk, the next student was arranged to come on stage and put on a wizard hat to try.
The sorting ceremony soon ended, and it was Dumbledore's turn to take the stage to speak.
He first stared at Anton's figure with a deep gaze, then held the podium with both hands and looked around the classmates.
"I believe many students are aware of the incident that happened in New York during the holidays."
"Tom Riddle has made a comeback, and now his men are operating wantonly in America, causing many cruel things..."
"Gellert Grindelwald became the headmaster of Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry..."
"But I hope these will not affect your study time in school. You are too young and should not think about these things."
Speaking of this, Dumbledore's eyes were majestic, even vaguely aggressive and sharp, with irrefutable determination.
"Of course, it's necessary to reiterate what we say every year."
Dumbledore changed his posture slightly, and his expression returned to calm and gentle, "Yes, it is said every year that students are not allowed to enter the Forbidden Forest."
"Every year, students disobey, sneak in, and then come to the professor to complain about the horrible creatures that hurt them in the terrible forest. Children, remember, you are prohibited from entering anywhere!"
In this regard, Lao Deng seemed helpless.
The half-moon-shaped glasses reflected the flames of the candlelight beside the podium, flickering.
"Especially with the recent changes in the world, the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy is under unprecedented impact. Students, I hope you know that the living space of intelligent creatures and magical creatures is already small enough."
"For many creatures, the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry may be the only place on the planet where they can live safely."
"Students broke the rules and ran into the Forbidden Forest and were attacked by the creatures living there just because you violated their territory. Do you understand?"
He raised his finger with the weird ring on it and nodded, "I hope you will seriously consider this matter."
boom!
boom!
The heavy rain outside the window was pouring, and the lightning and thunder intersected with the floating clouds above the auditorium. The dazzling electric light flashed, illuminating one side of Dumbledore's cheek.
"We are honored to invite Alastor Moody to be your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year. He will teach you together with Professor Sirius Black."
"Alastor was once a powerful Auror and had rich experience fighting dark wizards. I think you can learn a lot from him."
Following Dumbledore's introduction, a strange-looking man slowly stood up next to Professor Sirius and greeted the young wizards.
It looked like a stiff face carved out of rotten wood. Every part of the skin was covered with wounds. The mouth was like a large, crooked hole, and the place where the nose should be raised was missing.
And the most terrifying thing about this man is his eyes.
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A vivid bright blue. The blue eye kept moving without blinking, turning up and down, left and right, completely unrelated to the normal eye--later, the blue eye rolled over and squinted.
Once inside the man's head, everyone can only see a big white eyeball.
"Ah~"
Many little wizards screamed in fear.
Facing these wizard cubs, Mad-Eye Moody tried to show a kind smile, but unfortunately the smile was reflected by the lightning, making it look even more terrifying.
"Mad-Eye!"
Draco glanced at this man with some fear, as if he was afraid of being noticed, and quickly lowered his head.
"Do you know Master Malfoy?" a Slytherin student sitting next to him asked curiously.
"In the past, there were ordinary prisoners in Azkaban Prison, and he was the one who rushed there." Draco bared his teeth at these students, which made the child recoil in fear.
Born into a pure-blood family, graduated from Gryffindor College, a member of the Order of the Phoenix, and the ace of the Auror Office.
Mad-Eye Moody possesses all the labels that the Malfoy family hates.
The strong will do whatever they want. Dumbledore filled Hogwarts with members of the Order of the Phoenix, and even wiped out almost all the elites in the Auror office. He also unscrupulously used money from pure-blood families to fund the Order of the Phoenix.
No one dared to say a word about this.
In this way, the opening dinner was held in an extremely strange atmosphere.
It wasn't until the Weasley twins dropped a prank toy on a certain unlucky person that things became lively again.