Anton smiled and said to Dumbledore, "Can I show you my research method? You promised to give me a few words."
Dumbledore looked at him strangely, "Is this considered climbing up the pole?"
Anton looked magnanimous, "If I am expelled, at least I can tell others that I have been taught by every professor at Hogwarts, especially the greatest white wizard of this century."
"Hehehe, you cunning little wizard." Dumbledore stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation.
Please start your performance.
okay.
Anton asked Snape to get his crossbody bag back. Snape stared at him and the crossbody bag flew from the shelf behind him to the table in front of him.
"Before I entered school, I had a teacher. He was a powerful potions master." Anton took out a glass bottle from his backpack, "I even think he is more powerful than Professor Snape."
Good guy, can Snape tolerate this?
He slammed the table, his face was sharper than ever before, and he stared at Anton fiercely.
Although no one has given him a title, he considers himself to be the greatest potion master of this century.
none of them!
This is the area he is most proud of. No one, no one can compare with him.
Dumbledore has to step aside too!
"His name is Alex Fiennes. Although he is not a good person, the history of magic will definitely remember this name!"
Anton raised the potion in his hand, "Because he invented this, the 'Wizard's Eye' potion."
With a flick of the wand, the lid of the medicine bottle popped up, and the medicine inside floated and flowed in front of everyone, suspended in mid-air. Anton drank the medicine in front of him.
"Of course, I also made some contributions. I improved the prescription and made it non-toxic."
"So, who wants to drink the magic potion and let me take you into Fiennes' magical world?"
In the corner wall of the office, half of the old wizard's face appeared, looking at Anton with a complex expression. His face was full of excitement. Has this little bastard made him famous?
He didn't know that Anton would do this. He originally thought that Anton would claim that he invented this potion. He asked Anton for help, so he gave up his reputation. After all, he never thought about becoming famous when he was alive. .
With a sigh, he drifted away silently. It was difficult to explain his current mood.
Dumbledore waved his wand, and the medicine floated toward him. McGonagall quickly stopped him, "Professor Dumbledore!"
Lao Deng smiled and shook his head, "This is my school. Anthony is still my student now. I believe in my students."
When the liquid entered his mouth, his eyes widened suddenly.
"This is……"
"This is the vision of a wizard's eyes, Professor." Anton chuckled.
On the other hand, Snape had already drank it. He didn't think anyone could use potions to harm him, and he was still in his own office with a large amount of potions. He had his own pride.
He blinked, holding back his dizziness, and exclaimed, "What did you just say your former teacher was called?"
"Alex Fiennes!"
"What a powerful person!" Snape pursed his lips in approval, "I must see him if I have the chance."
"He is also in Hogwarts. That headless ghost is the one who recently joined Hogwarts!"
Mag glanced at the two of them and drank the potion.
Only Professor Quirrell was curled up in his chair, looking timid and afraid of drinking.
He really didn't dare to drink. He drank some magic potion made from the blood of some magical animal last night, and now he didn't dare to drink any other potion.
He could only watch as everyone seemed to have seen something extraordinary, like a bystander, waiting pitifully for them to explain the situation.
The magic wand waved, the iron cage on the bookshelf opened, and the fat pink fluffy bird flew into Anton's hand.
"Please look at its throat. Can you see an unnaturally condensed ball of thread?"
"Next, don't blink."
Anton gently put the wand against the fat bird's throat, "Heart-piercing and gouging out the bones!"
The curse is like a light knife, easily penetrating the body of this sub-dragon species, and stopping at the throat very delicately, then gently picks the most complicated position.
"squeak!"
The fat bird screamed.
As expected, Anton saw countless lines stretching out, and in an instant, all the magic structures on the body were connected to form a complete body.
"Haha, I guessed it right, it is indeed the control center!"
This perfect change made him admire and obsessed with him again and again.
The splicing previously studied in the school clinic has also been verified. Yes, this thing really works.
And the most amazing thing about this sub-dragon is that it is between connected and non-connected, like a switch.
This must be useful!
You may not know where to use it now, but this magical image with unique characteristics is of great research value.
Great!
Anton began to look forward to finding a place to transform and see what a werewolf with dragon skin looked like.
that must be very interesting.
Anton, who has reached a certain point in his research path, is very confident in this.
Sudden!
"Roar!"
With a dragon roar, a huge water column rushed out from the sub-dragon's mouth, viciously washing Snape's head again.
Then, it began to expand violently!
It grows bigger, and then grows bigger, and finally turns into a fire dragon with pink feathers.
The big bird screamed, spitting out huge water balls that bombarded the window, and the glass of the oriel window shattered to the ground.
Its sharp claws hit the ground hard, and stone fragments flew into the air. With a sudden force, bang, it had ejected out of the window.
Spread your wings and fly high~
Wuhu~
The key is that Anton was brought on the dragon's back again.
"Rescue that child quickly!" Mag shouted urgently.
…
…
Anton was sent to the school infirmary again.
It had been less than three hours since I was discharged from the hospital last time.
Fortunately, Dumbledore treated him in time this time, and it was only a minor injury.
Facing the weird looks from Harry and Draco, he could only laugh awkwardly, "Yes, that's right, I, Anton, am back again."
George and Fred came to the school infirmary with a cake in their hands and looked strange.
"We are preparing a party to celebrate your discharge!" George looked weird.
"Everything is ready and everyone is invited, but you come in again. This will make this party look like a celebration of your admission." Fred's expression was synchronized and strange.
Anton sighed.
What can be done?
He is also very helpless, isn't he?
George and Fred decided to hold the party as usual, and they developed a swishing firework and were preparing to show it to everyone at the party.
Anton had no choice but to cut the cake and share it with Draco and Harry.
Harry obviously liked cakes very much, "I never had cakes when I was a kid, and my uncle and the others wouldn't prepare them for me. When it was Dudley's birthday, they liked to smear the cakes everywhere, but they just didn't want to eat them."
Anton thought thoughtfully, "Where is your home?"
"4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey." Harry Potter ate the cake and told his home address without warning.
"Surrey?" Anton was stunned. This place is in the suburbs of London, not very far away.
He only remembered that Harry lived on Privet Drive, but there were so many Privet Drives in Britain, who knew which one it was.
Speaking of London...
"I remember you mentioned when you came to help clean the cabin last time that your uncle was a supervisor in a machinery company?"
Harry nodded and looked up at him strangely, "What's wrong?"
The corners of Anton's lips raised slightly, "I have an uncle who is a big boss. Don't be too relaxed when working with a machinery company. He will have ways to influence your uncle."
"Harry Potter." Anton raised his eyebrows, "Are you interested in enjoying a life of being treated like a treasure?"
Harry was stunned, opened his mouth, and murmured speechlessly. The cream covering the outer ring of his mouth looked particularly funny.
"Hehehe." Anton seemed to have thought of something interesting, "My uncle will do it, yes, he will definitely try his best to do it."
Harry Potter's potential is not yet visible, but in the future, this person's network of connections will spread throughout the Ministry of Magic.
This kind of smooth investment is simply not easy.