There is an old saying in Anton's hometown that says, 'When you see someone after three days, you should treat each other with admiration'.
If Ron hadn't grown up, Anton's hard work would have been in vain. Counting it all, Ron has been learning from him for almost a year since he taught Ron how to master the 'Spirit of Fear'.
Uncle Arthur once told Anton about a magical palace of knowledge hidden deep in the blood of the Weasley pure-blood family and in the long river of time. Every Weasley will passively gather the knowledge in his mind into this palace.
, at the same time, the Palace of Knowledge will also nourish every Weasley in an invisible state.
To open this palace, in addition to the Weasley bloodline, you also need to identify with the Weasley family. (Chapter 581)
But now when Ron has overcome his fear, the spirit of fear has changed from a big fluffy spider to a teddy bear doll made by his mother. When Ron uses the love of his family to release the guardian knight spell in the image of twins,
He is actually already receiving the invisible influence from the knowledge palace deep in the bloodline. Of course, this is considered a bloodline talent, coupled with Anton's targeted guidance and Ron's own hard work
Anton is looking forward to what kind of answer Ron can give.
Many people are looking forward to what Ron can do.
As the host Lockhart turned his camera on Ron, many wizards from all over the world focused their attention on Ron.
It's just that many people don't seem to understand what Ron is doing.
I saw him slowly walking to the big tree where the helicopter was hanging, gently hugged the tree, put his cheek against it, gently stroked the trunk with one hand, and gently put his hand to his mouth and shook it
"!!!" Lockhart looked back at Anton with wide eyes and asked in a low voice, "What is he doing?"
Anton raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Communicate with plants!"
Xiu'er, he didn't expect that what Ron did first was to communicate with this big tree.
"That's right if you think about it carefully." Anton rubbed his chin.
"It's very consistent with what a child with such a delicate mind like him would do.
"Communicate with plants?" Lockhart exclaimed, and Anton quickly pulled out his wand to control the transmission of the sound, preventing Lockhart from affecting Ron.
Lockhart obviously didn't notice this. As if he had discovered a big news, he pointed the magic mirror at him and Anton, "Can you tell us in detail?" Anton shrugged, "The method of magical botany."
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The person who will seriously spread this knowledge now is probably the Professor of Magical Botany from Azkaban Academy Hannah Abbott. Ron seems to be studying seriously. He no longer looks like the scumbag of a schoolboy.
Everyone attended this course, which not everyone liked very much, and actually learned something!
"Magical Botany?" Lockhart blinked, indicating that he was a little confused.
"Hmm~" Anton chuckled with unknown meaning, "There is magical zoology, and of course there is magical botany. It's just that the modern magic system doesn't seem to attach much importance to this, and only herbalism is listed separately."
"Raman Bernstein, a witch active in the Age of Merlin, was a magical botanist. In her
This is what is written in Volume 4 of the book "I Can Hear Their Whispers"
Anton looked at Lockhart seriously, "Everything has animism!"
"So," Lockhart said in amazement, "a magical botanist can talk to magical plants? What's the use of that?
"They have magical spirituality, a spirituality that is completely different from intelligent creatures." Anton thought of the elephant-eating vines he planted, with a gentle smile on his face, "As long as the wizard helps, they can do it."
Before Anton finished speaking, he suddenly saw Ron slowly retreating and beckoning them to follow him and stay away from the big tree.
The three of them walked five meters away, and the big tree suddenly started to move.
It stretches its branches as if stretching. Some dead old bark and dead bark on the trees
The branches and leaves were flying.
Then, it suddenly bent over and gently placed the huge and heavy helicopter on the ground. The tree body bounced up and the branches and leaves swayed, as if waving to Ron to express goodwill.
A gust of wind blew through the leaves, and the big tree returned to its original appearance again.
It was as if it hadn't moved.
"Wow~" Lockhart exclaimed.
Ron was particularly interesting when he was serious. He puffed his mouth vigorously, like a little frog, glaring hard at his target.
I saw him slowly approaching the helicopter, gently waving the wand in his hand, "Recover as before!"
Several rustling sounds were heard, a propeller flew out from the bushes, glass shards rolled in from the grass, and the rear wing of the fuselage twisted back to its original shape.
Everything seems to be going back in time, and the damaged helicopter is being pieced together bit by bit.
"My God!" Jim Hacker in the tower stands was stunned, looking at Arthur with wide eyes, "This is simply a miracle, me, me, me."
He was waving his arms wildly and was so excited that he couldn't speak in full.
"This is a repair spell!" Arthur introduced to him proudly, "It's not a difficult magic!"
"Oh, Arthur, stop mumbling!" A wizard next to him said
The teacher teased him, "Generally, a young wizard's repair spell can only repair a teacup, mirror or something like that. A spellcaster like your son has already reached the level of many proud people!"
Arthur tried hard to hold back the smile on his face and told himself crazily, Oh, little Ron hasn't finished the game yet, so hold it back, now is not the time to be proud.
However, the smile on his face really couldn't be hidden, and it almost bloomed.
"Oh my God!" Jim Hack finally managed to catch his breath and pointed hard at the picture in the magic mirror. "You wizards have no idea what this magic represents! This magic can completely change the world!
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Then, when he saw the disapproval of those wizards, he went crazy!
Arthur thought his new friend was excited for him, so he patted Jim Hacker's shoulder lightly, "Hey, the game isn't over yet. Even if Ron repaired the helicopter, he still couldn't fly it."
As he said this, the smile on his face suddenly stopped, "That's right, Ron can't fly a plane!"
oh!
He doesn't believe there are teachings at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
A helicopter pilot!
Even the Azkaban Academy run by Anton would not have such a course!
How he wished that when he was studying Muggle aircraft, his little son could watch from the sidelines. Maybe then he could learn something?
Arthur didn't know that he was just looking at the magic mirror with some reluctance, praying in his heart for a miracle to happen.
Even though he knew this was impossible. "What are you going to do next?"
Lockhart looked curiously at this huge Muggle machine. He had a wealth of knowledge, but he also had a headache when he saw such a thing. He found that he seemed to have no way to drive it.
In other words, how to activate this thing?
Ron scratched his head, "I learned a spell in a book, and Hermione taught me it, but I don't know if it's useful. I just want to give it a try."
"Learn from books?" Lockhart looked at the child in amazement. Wow, are you so brave? "What magic?"
"Item activation elf spell, written in Anton's book."
"?" Lockhart was stunned for a moment. Isn't that specially used to defend against the death curse?
However, he will not continue to ask questions. As a host, he knows when to lead the topic and when to leave it appropriately blank to give the other party a chance to express himself.
Ron couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Lockhart no longer pestered him with questions. He glanced at Anton and saw Anton nodding encouragingly at him, and suddenly his whole body felt...
I feel much lighter.
No one knows how important Anton is to Ron. He is the friend who understands him best, the family who cares about him the most, and the most knowledgeable and patient teacher!
Ron looked at Anton gratefully and nodded.
He walked slowly to the helicopter, waving the wand in his hand steadily, and chanting the incantation, "Spiritual awakening!"
The magic spell Anton invented at that time had no incantation. (Chapter 446)
Later, in order to spread it more effectively, he came up with a mantra, "Spiritual Awakening", a simple word
Group, but it represents his understanding of many things in the magical world.
The spell obviously worked.
The protruding engine compartment at the front of the helicopter suddenly sprouted a pair of eyes that looked like children's doodles, blinking.
Then, another mouth appeared under the eyes. "Hey, hello!" the helicopter said to Ron.
Ron swallowed and tried to ask it, "Can you take me to fly to Hogwarts Castle high in the sky?"
"Oh ho ho~~" The helicopter suddenly sprouted two small hands with fluorescent graffiti and placed them on the non-existent waist, "Of course, I am the best at flying!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the helicopter's inner cabin suddenly made a few beeps, and then the entire fuselage began to shake, making a roar similar to that of a tractor.
Start on your own!
"Oh, there's enough fuel, little wizard, come up quickly!" The plane's fluorescent graffiti little hand greeted.
Ron looked at it excitedly, "Okay, thank you so much!"
As he spoke, he glanced at Lockhart and Anton, and quickly ran towards the helicopter's suddenly opened door.
Buzz buzz buzz~~~
The propellers on the helicopter were spinning rapidly, blowing up the fallen leaves on the ground.
Lockhart watched all this in shock.
Not only him, but people from many corners of the world who stared at this scene through the magic mirror were stunned.
On the high tower in the middle of Azkaban Island, Jim Harker pointed at the picture in the magic mirror in disbelief, shouting unconsciously, "Fuck, I can't believe it can still be like this?"
He has long had great illusions about what wizards can do, after all, it is magic!
But now
The wizard's magic can actually do such a thing? Fly a plane?
Do these wizards know what this magic represents?
ah?
No, they don't know at all, they just scream.
Arthur almost jumped up, hugging Jim Hacker beside him, shouting excitedly, pointing to the helicopter rising slowly outside the window, "Look, this is my son! This is my son