Chapter 994: The Cabin Enters the Legendary Beginning

Chapter 994: The Cabin Enters the Legendary Beginning

Lao Deng has strict requirements for the recruitment of members of the 'Magic Research Institute'.

He doesn't really agree with the participation of current students, thinking that it will affect their studies.

Anton, who was pestered by the Slytherin juniors to inquire about the news, had to go to Dumbledore, and roughly got such a standard - "the ability to complete the homework easily, and have a lot of time and energy to spare, in some It has a unique and excellent performance.”

The extremely high threshold almost keeps all young wizards out.

Even the university bully Hermione, it is said that she was almost driven crazy by the increasingly difficult homework papers in order to go to the cabin to receive private lessons.

As for Harry and Ron, who seemed particularly relaxed, they not only completed their homework in a coping manner, but also copied most of the time. Instead, they were able to focus more on Anton's private teaching lessons on spells.

Anyway, these people were rejected by Dumbledore.

Lao Deng was more interested in recruiting some post-graduation students, and among the current students, he only took a fancy to one, Cedric Diggory, a student from Hufflepuff College.

As for Anton, Anna, George, Fred, Neville, and Hannah, they came here to participate in the research by force, and they belonged to non-staff personnel.

Dumbledore seemed a little too cautious about his relationship with the cabin.

Anton didn't bother to talk about it with Lao Deng.

because……

The final exam is coming~

Since I choose to continue to be a student and enjoy a carefree life with friends, I naturally have to accept that students have to take exams.

The school exams were difficult for him, mainly in astronomy.

That thing is like mathematics, if it doesn't work, it won't work.

But fortunately, if you memorize it by rote, you can probably get a passing grade.

In such an atmosphere at the end of the semester, even the underachievers Ron and Goyle had to start cramming.

The animal pen outside the hut was suddenly empty, leaving only Crabbe a lonely figure, hiding in a corner alone and releasing fire magic over and over again.

As a child with a disabled IQ and whose heart has been eroded by black magic, all he can do is to keep walking on the road of magic in the most stupid way.

He seems to have found a magic that is very suitable for him - the spell of burning and trance.

The magic of 'Agitated Trance' tends towards the direction of curse, which can arouse the unknown fire in the enemy's heart, making people irritable and even impulsive.

This is what Sirius, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, taught Crabbe when he came to guide them to practice one time, and let him use it to fight Hermione, hoping that Hermione could use this to overcome the shortcoming of being too impatient. (Chapter 956)

At this moment, an iron cage was placed in front of him, and inside it was a sloth lying lazily on a pile of delicious leaves, slowly picking up a few leaves from the side and preparing to stuff them into its mouth.

Anton told him that if he could change the sloth's nature and become agile, he would have reached the threshold of entry.

This magic doesn't have any cool light effects, and some of them just wave the wand in a bland way, and most of the time, they don't even feel any feedback.

Mechanically waving the wand as if it was a waste of time, the caster himself became more irritable than the sloth.

The weather is getting hotter as June approaches, and there is no breeze on the hillside, even standing under the shade of trees, it is uncomfortably hot.

Crabbe's wizard robes were almost soaked, he just silently wiped the sweat dripping into his eye sockets and continued to chant the spell.

Anton said that his mind was eroded by black magic, and even his body was harmed by the potion of 'Liquid of Fierce Fire' to the extent that it affected his soul. It must be very suitable for black magic of flames.

But in order not to completely lose himself under the influence of magic like the 'Fierfy Fire Curse', the 'anxious trance' learned by chance is the most suitable for him.

He just needs practice, practice over and over again.

Practice until... engraved this magic into the mind.

There is no other way. Crabbe does not have enough magical talent to understand the theories Anton narrated. Instead, he should release more magic and feel magic.

Get your heart close to this magic, choose this magic.

And this magic will also choose him.

It's like those adult wizards who have been using a certain spell for many years, and suddenly one day find that they can cast spells without a wand.

It was an extremely natural process, so natural that the wizard himself didn't realize it.

Then, move on.

He will feel a wonderful feeling, as if the spell has become the mud in his hand, and he can take any shape he wants to make it.

That is, the feeling of being in control.

Suddenly a gust of warm wind blew past, causing the cicadas on the edge of the Forbidden Forest to scream, echoing the sound of Crabbe chanting a spell.

"Crack~"

Neville suddenly snapped his fingers, and immediately a cloud of mist the size of a washbasin formed a reverse vortex, floating above the hall of the hut, emitting a large amount of cold air towards the surroundings.

Suddenly, the heat of summer was swept away.

"Wow, great!" Anton put down the book in his hand and applauded excitedly, "Neville, you did it!"

Hannah didn't show much excitement, because this was the fifth time Neville had released this spell. Although she could cast spells without a wand now, she didn't feel surprised at all.

"Anton, the 'cold spell' you invented is too restrictive!"

She frowned, "I can't adjust the temperature of the air conditioner, it can only last for half an hour, and I can't move..."

The shortcomings of this spell are too many to bear, and it is not at all like the high-end magic invented by Anton.

"This is everyday magic!" Anton looked at her in disbelief. "The daily magic series has many restrictions, and there can be no perfect ones!"

"Oh, of course I know. You've said it many times. Daily magic focuses on being simple and easy to understand. Even the least talented wizard can easily learn it and improve daily life!" With the words on his lips, he just looked at him helplessly, "Can't we improve it?"

"It's hard~"

Anton shrugged, staring at the icy mist in the air, "This may be the limitation of gray magic..."

"Grey magic can easily use the characteristics brought by the collective consciousness, and easily leverage the extraordinary ability of all human beings to desire to change the distressing problems in life."

"Similarly, magic invented in this way is also limited by the self-limitation brought about by collective consciousness."

"In the consciousness of most people, powerful magic must not be released easily, so there will be a lot of restrictions on these 'everyday magic'."

"This may be a kind of self-regulation of nature, a kind of magical regulation."

Hannah sighed, and turned to complain to her good sister Anna, "He started talking about those complicated theories again."

Anna just smiled slightly, and looked at Anton curiously, "But the 'cold spell' you cast yesterday lasted for a full day."

"!!!"

Anton froze for a moment, vaguely grasped something, and subconsciously murmured, "That's right, the daily magic I release doesn't have so many restrictions!"

"It shouldn't be..."

The lake of the mind is rippling, and countless memory pictures are transferred into the mind and compared quickly.

His eyes suddenly lit up, "Because Neville is casting a cold spell that is 'essentially gray magic'!"

"As for me, I cast the air-conditioning curse according to my own will!"

Neville looked at Anton suspiciously, "Is there any difference?"

"Of course!" Anton clapped his palms excitedly, "I finally figured out why the floating spell you released couldn't be like mine. When it was big, it couldn't float a lake, and when it was young, it couldn't be used as a 'mage'. Hand' to help manipulate and chop potion ingredients!"

He looked around, "Where are George and Fred? Go and call them here, and I will tell you about this discovery!"

"They are recording the growth of those magical animals in the shelter tower. I'll call them." Neville hurriedly walked to the middle of the hall, ripped off the carpet, opened a trap door, and was about to walk towards the secret passage.

Before entering, he thought for a while and looked at Anton, "Don't you need to call Harry and the others?"

As the hut partners continued to participate in the affairs of the core members of the hut, Neville thought that Anton had gradually accepted these little friends and planned to incorporate them into the hut organization.

Anton squinted his eyes and shook his head slowly, "I can feel that Harry was chosen by Grindelwald, Hermione was chosen by Dumbledore, Draco was chosen by Voldemort, these people, after all, are going to roll Into the vortex."

"I think it is necessary to guarantee the advantages of the hut, instead of spreading all the wisdom without restraint. In this way, we can guarantee some initiative in the future!"

An Dong is good as a teacher, but he doesn't talk about everything.

Maybe it's time for the Shack to wield some serious power.

Anton raised his eyebrows, "The finals is a good opportunity. Let me explain the truth to you. When the time comes, you all go to the wine barrel hut and wait to experience it for yourself."

At the very least, let these little friends reach the level that he made the black lake float when he was in the first grade.

"Quack quack..."

Anton turned his head to look at Hannah, "I think you must write down the next content, this will be the moment when our cabin will completely transform, completely, and become a powerful organization."

This will be……

The cabin enters the beginning of the legend!