How do we give the Boggart, which originally has no attributes, the attributes?
Albus' theory of transfiguration gave Anton an idea of a state of transformation from 'nothing' to 'being'. In this state, things are in an infinite state of superposition, and they seem to be close to 'nothing'.
But it is not 'nothing' after all, it is not affected by time, not guided by fate, and not guided by human hearts.
It is more like a kind of disordered chaos - absolute will must be given, otherwise the transfiguration will get out of control. This is Dumbledore's answer.
Will is like a signpost for chaos to collapse into real existence, guiding it to collapse and turn into real results in the real world.
But Anton didn't want a specific object, he wanted an intermediate state that could be used for experimentation.
That is to say, the Boggart's state is guided from 'nothing' to approaching 'being', the moment before the disordered chaos begins to collapse into shape.
The most ingenious part is here.
Boggart, a dark magical creature, perceives the human mind as the fear in emotions, and what gives it the will to transform is the mind it mirrors.
Well, the answer is obvious.
"Twisted Cage!"
Anton held the wand in his hand and pointed it at himself. The light of the wand instantly sank into his own chest, adjusting his inner state bit by bit.
Then, he looked at the house elf Dobby. Dobby was guarding in front of a box at the moment. When he saw Anton looking at him, he quickly opened the box in his hand.
It closed its eyes with some fear, not daring to look at this oak box, which was only the size of a Muggle shoebox. Dark magical creatures like Boggarts were so terrifying, and it didn't want to face the things it feared most in its heart.
However, after waiting for a while, it didn't hear any sound. It couldn't help but opened its eyes strangely, looked at Anton, and then at the box in its hand.
Finally, it hurriedly turned the opening of the box toward itself, and its tennis ball-sized eyes looked inside in panic. "Mr. Weasley! It's gone!"
Dobby looked at Anton with some fear, his whole body curled up habitually, "Mr. Weiss, please believe Dobby, Dobby took good care of these Boggarts and did not let them go! Dobby
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Anton interrupted it and just shook his head, "It's not your fault, Dobby, it's my magic that didn't take effect, which caused this Boggart to face my original soul."
"Ah?" Dobby couldn't understand what Anton said.
"Well, because I have no fear in my heart, the Boggart disappeared naturally after feeling my heart." Anton smacked his mouth, "It seems that using the 'Twisted Cage' on myself has no effect.
What's the use? The spiritual protection of a ray of sunshine magic has become instinctive and is difficult to shake."
Anton waved his wand lightly, and countless black soul threads spread out from his body, intersecting and weaving in mid-air, and finally transformed into a three-meter-tall figure wearing a large hooded wizard robe.
He hasn't used this technique for a long time.
In the earliest days, 'Tom's Wreck' was still made to assist in spell casting.
"Ah!" Dobby looked at the huge black shadow that appeared in horror, and staggered back a step. House elves have a very unique sensitivity to breath, and they can clearly feel that this black shadow is full of terrifying...
Crazy, happy, sad, hesitant and all kinds of extremely sharp breaths.
It was such a terrifying monster, seemingly filled with endless desires. Dobby didn't even know how to describe it.
"It's me, but it's not entirely me." Anton sensed Dobby's thoughts through Legilimency, smiled slightly, and walked around the tall shadow, thinking.
"The theory of the six elements of the soul is obviously not a very sound magic theory, right?"
"This replica perfectly reproduces my memory, emotions, will, thinking, time and traces, but when we put these together, it cannot completely form a person."
"In the final analysis, my collection of life existence is not a complete collection of life. It is just a collection of existence. The resurrection technique performed with this collection also needs to rely on the 'long river of time'."
"Otherwise, it should be like a Horcrux, directly carrying our existence in the real world."
This kind of collection of life existence is a very appropriate angle. It does not interfere with life and death, but retains the channel for complete resurrection.
It's a pity that Dobby couldn't understand what Anton said.
"Dobby, go get another Boggart." Anton ordered, and began to perform some soul surgery on the three-meter black shadow in front of him.
This kind of three-meter black shadow born in Anton's soul was actually very common in the wizarding world before. Although others could not understand the soul as well as Anton to cast such magic, they could use the most extreme emotions to pry it off.
Magic is born.
For example, the self-destructive Obscurus, or Professor Snape's black magic ball.
Anton used to use this thing to assist in casting spells. The method was similar to how Dumbledore's nephew Credence used the Obscurus to blast a mountain.
Of course, because of Professor Voldemort's teachings, he used this thing more gracefully and lightly, unlike Credence who had to fall into terrible emotions.
"Twisted Cage!"
Anton cast his magic again, and the light of the spell washed away the three-meter black shadow.
The effect he wanted was very simple, similar to the effect of Neville's parents who were tortured by the Cruciatus Curse to the point of closing their hearts and twisting their minds into a cage.
At this time, the mind becomes extremely special.
Five of the six elements of its soul, 'memory, emotion, will, thinking, and time', have all disappeared, leaving only traces.
Traces of memory, traces of emotion, traces of will, traces of thinking and traces of time.
Dobby squatted in the corner holding the box with some fear, watching Anton, the terrible wizard, perform magic on a terrible monster. Then, the terrible monster looked even more terrifying.
It felt the breath of this monster from a distance, and began to become ethereal, as ethereal as that of a dementor, oh, it was not an empty shell like a dementor, it felt more empty.
Maybe, it's the God of Death?
Dobby didn't know, he had never seen magic like this before.
"Quack quack..."
Anton's figure was twisting on the wall of the room under the light of the candle light, exuding a crazy smell and being particularly terrifying.
"Dobby! Dobby! Quick! Get the Boggart!"
Dobby slowly stepped forward, full of trepidation, holding the box in his hand at a distance with some fear, hoping to stay as far away from all this as possible.
Mr. Weasley originally planned to come by himself, but he wanted to show his loyalty and volunteered to come and help.
Yes, loyal!
Dobby can't panic!
It wants Mr. Weiss to know that he is so loyal.
Dobby took a deep breath and opened the box in his hand. He saw a cloud of black mist floating out of the box, swirling and twisting in the air, looking particularly weird.
"Aha" Anton exclaimed excitedly, "Dobby, have you seen it? Doesn't the Boggart's current image look a bit like Obscurus?!"
“It’s so much fun!”
Dobby struggled to show an ugly smile, "Yes, yes, Mr. Weiss, it's so interesting!"