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859 Our time

Anton and his party came to the old cabin next to the Black Lake. The members of the cabin looked at the former secret base and were filled with emotion.

As different owners move in, the layout and furnishings here also become different.

There were originally three rooms on the first floor. The outermost one was a small shop, the middle one was George and Fred's research room, and the inner one was Anton's research room. Now it has become an empty hall.

There was only a neatly stacked wooden chair placed in the corner.

Harry looked at Anton with some embarrassment, "I hope you won't blame me for changing the purpose of this place. We moved the small shop to the second floor."

Anton shrugged, "I told you, this place belongs to you."

What's more, he taught Harry the method of commanding the elephant-eating vine to change the layout of his house.

After Harry breathed a sigh of relief, he smiled happily and excitedly told Anton about their arrangements for this small building.

"The first floor is where Dumbledore's Army usually gathers. We all study magic together here. We only go outside when training some powerful magic."

"The second floor is a small shop and a gathering place."

"We are divided into three rooms on the third floor. I, Ron and Hermione each have one room."

Anton listened to his story with a smile, came to a slightly higher place in the first floor hall that looked like a podium, and looked back at the others.

Looking from top to bottom, you can clearly see a large group of friends standing sparsely, faintly divided into three groups.

Members of the Lodge, Anna, Hannah, Neville, George and Fred.

The other two groups are Hermione, Ron, Draco, Dudley, Goyle and Crabbe.

This is a very interesting observation. The Harry trio are connected by friendship and loyalty, while Draco and the three fat guys are connected by interests, and each formed a different small group.

If we also take into account the Order of the Phoenix and Death Eaters of their previous generation, and even trace their origins to the different factions they stand in, well, maybe they can be called the 'Jia Ke Faction' and the 'Aristocratic Profit Faction', which is not too much of the same origin.

There are no advantages or disadvantages between the factions on both sides. The 'Knights of the Jianghu' only care about morality in their own eyes, and the 'Aristocratic Forces' only care about their own interests.

At best, the former can safeguard justice, and the latter can promote social development. If Voldemort's extremely low methods are taken out and analyzed.

To say the worst, they all worked for their own needs, and too many people were accidentally injured. Therefore, the Dursleys who were accidentally injured by the Order of the Phoenix would consider choosing a pure-blood family faction, which seemed to have changed in a certain dimension.

It has to be a matter of course.

Anton raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly.

"I still want to thank you all for rushing to the Ministry of Magic to support me. Maybe you didn't realize that when you showed up there, many people's faces changed."

"Of course, they will only be thinking about your respective identities, what kind of family power is behind each of you, and what kind of impact it will have on the undercurrents beneath the appearance of the quarrel at the Ministry of Magic meeting."

As Anton told it, the friends all became quiet and their expressions became serious.

"They don't think about a problem..."

The more Anton spoke, the more excited he became, waving his arms vigorously, his words extremely contagious, "That's us, a group of children who are still studying in school, and have experienced the impact of the previous generation's struggles with the Order of the Phoenix, Death Eaters, and Saints.

, I went through self-study, practice, and expanded my knowledge over and over again, and I shined brightly in cleaning up dark magical creatures in New York..."

"They don't know a thing!"

"That means we have become stronger!"

"We are even stronger than many of them!"

He looked at the unconfident faces under the podium with a smile, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up, "We must be humble, but we must also be clear about our position in the magical world, and we must not belittle ourselves."

"Friends, you have to be confident."

"In terms of strength, you are actually stronger than many adult wizards in the Ministry of Magic. Some of you are even stronger than the average Auror level wizard! In fact, you have not discovered how strong you are during the time you were cleaning up dark magic creatures in New York.

How much it has improved, but I can see it all."

"In terms of influence, they have a family that has been in business for hundreds of years, and they have high authority in the current order, but my friends, your performance in New York has already gained too much international reputation.

.”

Anton shrugged, "I know that many people will focus on me. Recently, many newspapers and magazines have been telling about my battle with the mysterious Dark Lord."

"But influence is influence. It's not something that can be characterized just by being mentioned in the media."

"When we were in New York, almost all the top wizarding and Muggle forces in the world were there, and everyone could see the performance of our group."

"That's why I was so rude to them at the Ministry."

"We are sorting out the teaching materials for night schools, we are going to organize the 'Top 100 Competition', and we have to do more and more things!"

"In the coming days, everyone will discover..."

He roared angrily and waved his arms, "This is our time!"

Anton's emotions infected all the friends. Everyone felt excited and waved their arms excitedly, roaring, "Our time!"

“Our time!!”

“Our time!!!”





Anton is a wizard driven by interest. He is so interested that he doesn't mind using the last half day of the weekend to tell everyone about the book "Wizards are Gods".

"Too many people have told me that wizards rely heavily on talent. Those with good talent are ridiculously powerful, while those with poor talent are so ordinary that they are almost no different from Muggles."

Anton shook his head, "This sentence is both correct and incorrect."

"Yes, because it was like this in the past. No, because after me, it shouldn't be like this."

"Magic is the power of the soul. Everyone's soul is great. When we know how to explore our own souls inwardly, we will burst into infinite power!"

"At this stage, it is far from testing talent."

The snuff box floated out from the pocket of the wizard's robe, and jars of Muggle ink used for printing and potions for constant writing were mixed in mid-air. They surged in mid-air and turned into words, symbols, and patterns.

Rushing towards the flying blank books on the other side.

Books are printed quickly under the influence of magic.

Finally, a breeze mixed with warm breath surged, the ink became dry, and the books floated in front of each friend.

I saw clearly printed on the cover of the book - "Wizards are Gods" by Anton.

"I have written all the principles on it in detail."

"Merlin's beard!" Ron looked at the 'book printing' spell performed by Anton with some envy. This magic seemed to be changing every year.

At first, the quill was controlled to write on the notepad, and later the ink was controlled to print directly on the job. Nowadays, it is even possible to print so many books directly at the same time.

“Absolutely amazing!”

Anton raised his eyebrows, "I told you about it, didn't I? It is actually a transformation of the floating spell. What controls its operation is our will. We tell the magic what we want, and the rest is left to the magic."

“This is what I elaborated in the first chapter of ‘Practical Application’ in the second volume of ‘Wizards Are Gods’, ‘Everyone has a natural talent for magic’.” (See Chapter 682 for detailed table of contents)

"The natural magic is actually not the magic given to us by our blood."

Anton has long been familiar with these contents, and he doesn’t even have to think about it when explaining it. “It is the most powerful spiritual power that can be found in our current state of mind. It exists in our experience, our emotions, our will, and we are

Thinking, in our desires.”

"Find it, use it as a foundation, and expand it with the theory of 'wizards are gods' to cover various subject areas, and you will find your own way to be powerful."

Anton has already told these friends on different occasions.

"I think this principle is universal. After my first teacher Alex Fiennes told me this principle, I applied it to Neville and Ron, and both helped them find their own magic.

the way."

Neville is the ‘tough will’ and Ron is the ‘game of fear and courage’.

"Everyone's magic path is different, which requires you to feel your own heart."

"And this so-called 'natural talent magic' is not constant. When we experience more, have more emotions, have different desires, and have more spiritual power,

The most powerful force in your hearts is also changing."

"So, Draco, don't look at me like this. I can't help you find it. You should know how to explore your own inner strength. In this way, when it changes, you can be keenly aware of what you can possess.

What is the more powerful force?"

Seeing everyone looking over, Master Malfoy couldn't help but turn red, "Of course...I...I will find it!"

Anton looked at Neville and Ron again, "The same goes for you, don't give up on finding more spiritual power just because of my help. Every great mind has infinite possibilities."

"After finding it..."

"Master it!"

The corners of Anton's lips curled up slightly, "Then, at least you have the ability to fight ordinary Aurors!"

Simple? It's that simple.

Wizards are gods, and the mind is stronger than matter. It is extremely terrifying to tap into the most powerful power in the soul.

Just like the desperate ancient witch who was tied to a pile of firewood and cursed all those who hurt her, the magic of that curse will even last for several generations.

"Quack quack..."

Anton raised his eyebrows, "Controlling the most powerful power in your hearts is only the first step. Use this power to expand outward and take seriously this magical world. In this case, you will step into the world of magic school professors.

degree!"

"Look, I said before, this is a clear path. It does not require talent. What is required is the understanding that magic is the power of the soul, and then mastering it."

"Everyone has a chance to do it."

"The real test of talent is between the magic master and the top wizard. When that time comes, it's not too late to worry about your lack of talent."

As Anton told this story, he looked towards the door of the hut with a smile and saw four figures standing somewhere.

Dumbledore, Grindelwald, Lupin, Professor McGonagall.


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