Chapter 1059 Knowledge Sharing Tea Party

Anton couldn't stop what Professor Snape was going to do, and there was no need to stop him.

After all, he has collected Lao Si's life existence, and there are plenty of ways to bring him back from the world of dead souls.

Whatever you want, I'll take care of it.

I don't know when it started. After Anton brought forth new ideas in the field of horcruxes, these people suddenly discovered the benefits of horcruxes one by one, and they all joined in the research in this field.

Oh, of course, Horcruxes are really useful.

Of course, it is impossible for Anton to give up researching this magical magic.

In fact, when he opened up the space shuttle channel between the earth and the moon, he really figured out something.

Now that all major forces are focusing on the Horcrux, and Neville is also studying it, Anton simply shared this aspect in the hut.

For what it's worth, Ron is here too.

No one knew how much the action of the Order of the Phoenix in New York had affected this young man. Yes, no one seemed to care what he thought.

Poor Ron, has been neglected.

Harry became more and more obsessed with his hatred of Voldemort, and frantically went to the school library to search for banned books every day, hoping to find the "magic of hatred".

Ron persuaded, he felt that this was wrong, but it was impossible for Harry to listen to him.

Hermione did not persuade, since Hermione failed to compete for the championship in the Top 100 Championship, Hermione was often in a trance.

Some of the girls in Gryffindor House were laughing at Hermione, who was so proud that she couldn't stand the blow, but Ron knew that Hermione was only thinking about her future, and the direction of magic. She was just temporarily confused, and with her wisdom, she would always figure it out, Ron knew.

The two little friends became so crazy, Ron persuaded what he should have persuaded, and cared what he should care about, but after half a month of this, he finally couldn't stand the current state of these two people.

Just run to the hut to hide.

His two older brothers, George and Fred, had already moved the place where magical animals were raised and bred to the 'Tower of Asylum', and they no longer needed his help.

After staying for two days, Ron was slightly affected by the atmosphere of the hut, and began to sink his mind and sat down in front of the desk.

The atmosphere of the lodge is really different.

Different from all the students in the school!

George and Fred were thinking about something in front of a cauldron, adjusting the ratio of some herbs from time to time, and they were making an extremely boring candy taste improvement.

It was really boring. Ron watched for half an hour. The two brothers had prepared seven or eight crucibles of potions, but there were only subtle differences, and there was no bubbling of light effects. But these two just can have fun.

Anna was carving a piece of crystal with a pair of fine knives, and it was said that she was helping Anton make a certain magic item.

Various small plates were placed in front of Neville, all of which were some similar-looking herbs that were obtained from nowhere.

On the other side, Hannah almost buried her whole body in the pile of books, flipping through the books she got from the Muggle world one by one, it is said that she wanted to design some kind of framework.

Anyway, that's it, Ron also asked George and the others for a blank notebook, and found a place on Anton's long table and sat down.

He didn't know what to write at first, but there was a globe-like globe on Anton's desk, which inspired Ron.

He originally wanted to compile some collections of stories, but the topic of the moon has become more and more popular recently, so he simply started the matter from the moon.

Oh, in fact, he was thinking, if he sorted out and collected all the stories about the moon, be it wizards or Muggles, would it also be a bestseller?

He doesn't have any ambitions, he just hopes to earn some pocket money with this book.

The Weasleys are so poor.

He was embarrassed to ask the twin brothers for it.

Well……

If you just want to borrow some money from your brother, it may be more reliable to ask Bill, Charlie, or Percy than to find these two damaged goods.

At such a time, Anton returned to the hut in a hurry, and invited everyone to come and hold a knowledge sharing tea party.

The lodge does this often, with each member initiating such sharing.

But this kind of thing seemed so unique to Ron, and he sat down beside George and Fred, listening quietly.

Almost without the command of the little wizard, the vines of the elephant-eating vines automatically wove a wall in front of the sofa, and turned into a blackboard on their own.

After suffering this kind of blackboard deformation time and time again, the food elephant vine has quietly possessed such a function without knowing it.

Anton's wand lightly tapped on the blackboard, and a word appeared on the blackboard - trace.

"One of the six elements of the soul, I believe you don't need me to repeat this point."

"Speaking of traces, I think I must come back to the discovery we have described before."

"No matter how the wizard invented magic, as long as someone recites the spell he invented, a similar magical effect can be released."

"As I said before, this is a trace engraved in the long river of collective consciousness."

"Here's where it gets interesting!"

Anton raised his eyebrows excitedly, and tapped the wand on the blackboard again, so the word 'trace' on it extended into four words 'spell', 'memory', 'horcrux', and 'traces of life' .

"The river of collective consciousness is not an accurate name, because it is different from the collective consciousness that gives birth to black magic creatures."

"It transcends the shackles of time and space, and spreads to all time and space."

"The rune spells invented by ancient wizards can still have the same effect when used today."

"Obviously, this spell has also become a trace in the long river of memory construction."

"same."

"Horcrux, as I said before, it is a kind of memory that is constant in the long river of time. The best way to deal with Horcruxes is to use a large-scale oblivion spell to cleanse the memory of all intelligent life in the entire world. .”

Ron listened to Anton's story with a dazed expression, every bit of it was so shocking.

Oh, in fact, every time one of these has been explored in the past, it has also been a shock to the rest of the cabin. It's just that everyone is used to it now.

It's like using the Forgetting Curse to deal with Horcruxes.

This was something Ron hadn't heard all over again.

But it doesn't seem to work.

Voldemort's terrifying reputation has spread to all corners of the wizarding world, accompanied by the blood and tears of countless bereaved relatives, friends and lovers, etc. How could it be possible to simply forget this big devil.

Ron listened to Anton ignorantly, and carefully distinguished the relationship between 'traces' and 'memory', as well as the relationship between 'magic spell' and 'Horcrux' and the two.

It's complicated, but Anton seems to explain it very thoroughly.

"Do you still remember the 'existence of life' I mentioned before?" Anton became more and more excited as he spoke, his hands and feet were dancing, his eyes were full of light, "When everyone forgets this person, it is equivalent to his memory being separated from the long river of time. This is complete death in the magical sense. He will completely disappear in the real world and the world of the dead."

"It's equivalent to this kind of memory being erased."

"Based on this theory, I figured out the concept of 'collecting the existence of life'."

"It is based on the concept of horcruxes, and it is different from horcruxes. It is more like a record of the traces of life in the long river of time, rather than forcing it to be projected from the long river of time to the real world, so that people can at least exist in the state of wandering souls. .”

Ron exclaimed in disbelief, "Collect life exists?"

He looked at the other members of the hut with a look of surprise, but everyone didn't seem to think that this was something that could almost be called a 'miracle'.

"Didn't I tell you?" Anton looked at Ron suspiciously. After thinking for a while, he waved his wand and controlled the Elephant Vine House to pull out a suitcase from the depths of the ground and let it float out of it. A painting.

The picture frame was floating in mid-air, and Ron inside looked around curiously, and finally met the eyes of Ron outside the picture frame.

"Oh, you look so stupid!" they all exclaimed at the same time.

"..."

"..."

"Hahahaha..." George and Fred didn't hold back for a moment, Qiqi laughed.

Their laughter was so magical that others laughed too.

"Oh~" Ron wrinkled his small face immediately, and seeing himself in the picture frame wrinkled too, he quickly pretended to be expressionless at the same time.

He doesn't like being laughed at.

But everyone was still laughing, and the laughter was rippling.

Ron sighed, looked at himself in the picture frame, and said to the other side at the same time, "Looking at this, I finally know what it feels like for George to see Fred."