"You just said this was a diary manuscript?" Anton's eyes lit up and he looked at Fudge. "Does that mean there are other parts?"
Fudge nodded slightly, "Of course, Lily Potter is a powerful wizard, and that's not all."
Seeing that Anton was interested, he thought about it and sat down to tell the story.
"Lily Evans was already a top student when she was in school. You can think of her as, um, Percy Weasley? Hermione Granger? No, that's not enough. She's better than your classmates.
Too much!"
"She has always been the undisputed number one in her grades during her studies. You know, there is no dispute. This means that she has widened the gap between the so-called second places to a large enough extent."
"When I was studying, I was spotted by Professor Slughorn and selected into the Slug Club."
"It's not easy to be chosen by this person. The mysterious man was a member of one of the clubs back then. The other student members of the clubs later either entered important positions in the Ministry of Magic, served as professors in magic schools, or became Death Eaters.
Or a member of the Order of the Phoenix, or the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet, etc."
Talking about this person, Fudge looked at Anton with a sigh and said, "His Slug Club is something that the cabin can learn from."
"Speaking back to Lily Evans, she was later elected as the president of the female student union (ps: it should actually be called the female student representative). After graduation, she participated in the Order of the Phoenix and has been on the front line against the mysterious man. She was defeated by the mysterious man three times.
Escape from your hands."
"Because of that prophecy, after Harry Potter was born, they used the Fidelity Charm to protect members of the family, although it was not clear whether it was Dumbledore or Lily himself who released it." Fudge shrugged, "I can't possibly consult Dumbledore on this issue.
Professor Bullydo." (Not mentioned in the original work)
"Later, you also learned that she cast the ancient magic of love, and the effect was so powerful that it was terrifying."
Fudge exclaimed, "It's hard to imagine that a defensive magic can last for decades!"
Anton listened to Fudge's story with fascination. For him, who had read "Harry Potter" fan novels and some short movie videos in his previous life, the name Lily had always been associated with Snape and the four Marauders being killed.
Mentioned as if she were an ordinary witch.
But if you really get to know this great mother who sacrificed her life for her children, you can still feel how graceful this witch was during the First Wizarding World War.
"Lily Evans has been keeping in touch with her sister. This is recorded by the Ministry of Magic. After all, a wizard informed a Muggle of the mysterious man."
"She has been sending her research manuscripts to her sister Petunia Dursley, hoping that this sister who aspires to be a wizard may be able to use it in the future, or to comfort her, who knows." Fudge shrugged, "This
It’s a good habit. After all, the Evans family has wizard blood, and their descendants will eventually have wizards, which will become the family’s heritage.”
"But Penny obviously doesn't appreciate it. This jealous woman regards this as a kind of humiliation and often throws these information recording magic into the trash can."
Fudge sighed, "This has caused great trouble to our staff at the Ministry of Magic. You know, because of the Statute of Secrecy, magical information cannot be spread to Muggle society."
"They had to brave the cold wind and heavy rain in the middle of the night to rummage through the trash cans or recycling stations on Privet Drive."
"At that time, the Ministry of Magic sent a warning letter to Lily Evans, but I guess this letter did not receive enough attention because of the ongoing war."
"That day, Petunia Dursley, who had no choice but to adopt Harry Potter as a baby, retaliated by sending some diary books filled with 'nonsense' written in them in order to clear the place for a crib.
Wait until all the information is thrown out."
"The staff at the Ministry of Magic were stunned!"
Fudge pointed to the document in Anton's hand, "Her research is obviously extremely valuable. Whether it is map spells or contract spells, she has studied them to an extremely in-depth level, not to mention she has a lot of knowledge about many ancient magics.
A perfect improvement.”
"It is difficult for you to obtain this information now, all the information about Lily Evans, because that box of precious research information has been set by the Ministry of Magic to keep the research value confidential."
"If you want this information, the best way is to go to Harry Potter and ask him, as Lily Potter's son, to file a complaint with the Wizengamot to request this back."
"Dumbledore doesn't know about these things. I believe that after Harry Potter initiates the request, he will also provide support for this matter."
"You, Dumbledore, and the savior Harry Potter, there is no way the Ministry of Magic will not return these."
"Of course, you'd better not let others know that you learned this from me, especially this information. It's actually illegal for me to take it home. Although many people do this in private, it's obvious that
You will definitely be condemned on your face.”
"In that case, I will have to ask Auror to come to my house to help search and give an explanation to the public. This is not a fun thing."
After Fudge told this, he stood up with a smile and said, "Well, Anton, it's already morning. We should go to the Ministry of Magic. I think a new day, full of challenges and opportunities, will open in our hands!"
Full of passion.
Anton turned his head and looked out the window. Unknowingly, he had studied the information all night.
"I won't go. Lily Evans' information has given me many, many ideas. I have a lot of magic to study."
Fudge was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, took a dark purple wizard hat from the house elf Wheatfield, and smiled slightly, "That's fine, I'll let Wheatfield prepare breakfast for you at home."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Anton shook his head, "No, I'm going back to school now."
After saying hello to Fudge's family, Anton left directly.
After returning to school, Anton felt the bustle of the school on weekends and couldn't help but walk towards the Forbidden Forest. As he went deeper, the place became quieter and quieter.
"Bah, bah, bah..."
A sharp and strange bird call came from the Forbidden Forest. It was not the sound of a bird, but a thestral.
Anton walked slowly, and several Thestrals looked over warily. When they saw it was Anton, they lowered their heads and looked at the two playing cubs.
"Not bad, a new member has been added."
He smiled and rubbed Ye Qi's cheek and said hello. Ye Qi snorted and slowly lowered her body.
"Oh, no, I don't need to ride and fly today, just let me find a quiet place to stay."
The Thestral's huge white eyeballs without pupils stared at Anton for a while, then led him to the depths of their habitat, where there was a lake formed by a small waterfall, and there were many large moss-covered rocks beside the lake.
Anton found a clean and refreshing stone a little far away to sit on, and gently pulled out the wand. One of his right eyes suddenly turned into azure, with a vague electric light surging in it.
Along the colorful passage, the vision instantly came to a bright planet.
This is Anton's own memory planet. Countless soul black lines extend from this planet into the distance. Looking up, many memory planets are floating in the endless void, and they gradually look like a galaxy.
These memory planets gave Anton different feelings. Most of them had an ethereal quality, while a few seemed to be substantial.
That is the planet where he has collected the memories of people whose lives exist, Anton knows.
Interestingly, there is a huge viper outside Anton's own memory planet. The snake's mouth bites its tail to form a ring, circling Anton's memory planet.
"I remember that after cutting off the connection, a section of the head was left, which should be able to be rebuilt."
Anton was searching on the memory planet, focusing his eyes on a broken black soul thread on the memory planet. As the wand was waved, the soul black thread began to grow longer, spreading all the way, extending in an unknown direction.
go.
After passing through a large number of collective consciousness nebulae, we finally came to a collective consciousness nebula that looked very much like a wizard's robe.
In the wizard's robe, there was a blond girl with blue eyes, her eyelids were slightly lowered, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep, and she looked like a huge statue of a god.
"If Lily Evans's research is correct, coupled with my research on gray magic, I think you should be a very unique spirit."
Anton looked at the open position of the wizard robe of this huge wizard robe nebula. Inside was a dazzling array of colors, with black threads of soul spreading out, connecting to the dementors in the real world.
"Her research can be supplemented, right?"
"Ordinary creatures are leaves on big trees, so some creatures must be fruits on big trees."
"Of course, in the bard's terms, you, a woman who was transformed into a dementor by the influence of ritual magic, stole a godhead. Oh, if you refer to the image of a dementor, you can even be directly called
Death?"
The blonde girl was motionless, as if she were really a statue.
"This feeling is very bad, isn't it? The soul is suppressed by a powerful spirit..."
"Oh, it should be suppressed by the collective consciousness galaxy."
Anton looked into the distance along the black line of souls spreading out from the Dementor Nebula. It was a reflection of countless human negative emotions.
He didn't know if this was a good thing or not, and he didn't know if this blonde girl needed him to save her. After all, she seemed to be in a deep sleep.
What he is paying more attention to at the moment is the observation of the impact of the collective consciousness galaxy on individuals. This is obviously a breakthrough.
"According to Lily Evans..."
"The activation spell is equivalent to superimposing a powerful personality on a dead object. Oh, the description of personality may not be very accurate. If you turn a cup into a parrot, does that mean you are giving a bird grid?"
"Then, the mechanism of the magic operation of this environment and individuals, and further, is it the mechanism of the birth of black magic creatures?"
"The death of dark magic creatures brings magic blood to the human host, and the desire of human collective consciousness affects the environment that produces dark magic creatures..."
The most interesting thing is that whether it is the statement about the big tree or the statement about the curtain, Lily Evans proposed something that Anton had never considered.
The carrier of this operating mechanism!
She believes that magic may have been burned into this carrier when it was invented.
"If this is really the case, then it is not a simple theory of magic." Anton stared at the blond girl in the Dementor Nebula and murmured, "Cooperate with my gray magic to deal with the black magic.
The theory of magical creatures is not a simple argument about entering and calling commands."
That kind of recording is equivalent to a brilliant invention of individual human beings, which has a certain impact on collective consciousness.
And this influence, in turn, will affect the black magic creatures through the collective consciousness, and will eventually be transformed into the magical blood of the creatures.
for example……
The invention of Horcrux magic was burned into the collective consciousness and continues to have an impact.
Therefore, existences such as the Phoenix appeared, which could not be killed no matter what, but could always be resurrected on their own.
"Well, this statement is still a bit rough..."
And it remains to be verified.
But at least Anton has taken a step closer to the realm of gray magic, hasn't he?
"Carrier... burn... call... black magic creature..." Anton murmured, his eyes lit up, "Maybe we can make an interesting attempt."
He didn't know why, but suddenly he thought of the scene in the final battle in the original book, when the Hogwarts school defenders collectively released defensive spells and combined them into a huge light mask.
And what Uncle Arthur told him about the magic of the Weasley family's Palace of Knowledge. (Chapter 581)
It is a kind of palace that brings together the wisdom of all members who identify with the Weasley surname. It will absorb the wisdom of all members and will subtly nourish and influence every Weasley member.