Chapter 1064 The Prying of the Soul

Harry was completely immersed in the study of "Magic of Hatred", but Hermione came to the cottage to find Hannah and Anna, hoping to become a member of the "Navigator".

She has been confused all this time, not knowing how to achieve the ability to 'control' magic that Anton described.

So she finally found Professor McGonagall, hoping that this great witch could give her the answer.

When she got to the headmaster's office, it happened that Ron's father, Mr. Arthur Weasley, was also there.

Mr. Weasley gave her an answer.

"Relax and let everything come naturally. If pure thinking can't bring you an answer, it means that past practice is not enough to support your judgment, and maybe you should choose to act."

"Do what you want to do, time will give you the answer."

Professor McGonagall obviously agreed with this statement, and pointed out the direction for Hermione.

two.

Professor Dumbledore's Academy of Magic, Anton's Navigator Organization.

No matter what the future direction of Miss Granger's life is, being involved in either of these two directions as a student is an excellent qualification.

Hermione chose Navigator in the end.

the reason is simple.

After not blindly taking Harry's hatred as her own hatred, reason took over the high ground, and she clearly found that her ability to resist danger was extremely low.

In short, if she completely stands in the ranks of the Order of the Phoenix, then her parents and family will always face the crisis of harm that Voldemort and Death Eaters may come at any time.

This is a very real thing.

She is not qualified or qualified to stand against Voldemort at all.

Unless she turns into a powerful wizard too.

Everyone has their own way to walk, she is not Harry Potter's follower, nor Harry Potter's boss, she is herself.

She has no obligation to pay attention to Harry's mood and study status at all times, she needs to be responsible for herself.

But that's it, unknowingly, she has drifted away from Harry.

Yes, she and Ron, in the last week, have no time to get together to exchange anything except class time.

...

On this day, there were many people in the hut, although everyone was quietly doing their own research in their respective corners.

Anton is writing textbooks for courses at the Academy of Azkaban.

He did not give up the research on individual minds. In fact, the research on collective consciousness relies on countless minds.

In his magic system, every bit of research on the mind will affect the gray magic of the collective consciousness.

Maybe the stars and the sea are too illusory for most people, and the trivial things around them are the most important part of life.

"Gourmet Magic", "Everyday Magic", "Magic Grafting Muggle Scientific Memory".

These three books are the three advanced textbooks after "Wizard is God".

What it records is not only the magic invented by Anton, but also the thinking of human life behavior from the perspective of magic.

Ego, man and man, man and environment, man and magic, everything.

Of course, not every one of them is a newly invented spell, some are improvements to existing spells.

For example, Apparition, if the wizard does not cast Apparition on himself, but casts this magic on a glass of water, and then makes this glass of water appear in front of him, and then he can also make the paper cup of this glass of water appear in the trash can.

This is not impossible.

In principle, it is still the three requirements for Apparition: goal, determination, and calmness.

For self-casting and casting on other objects, the difficulty is undoubtedly increased, because such casting lacks those subconscious actions that the mind itself is quietly mobilizing magic power to cast spells.

That's what Mr. McGonagall explained in his book "Trust Your Eyes, Idiot"—there is some kind of mental activity behind the behavior that does not go through the brain.

Anton refers to it as the 'I'.

He needs to find a way to find a way to leverage the power of the 'self' and let it help to perform magic.

Few wizards can cast spells by relying on the power of the 'self' deep in the soul, and more rely on 'memory, emotion, and will'.

Unless, this wizard is a little mentally retarded.

Oh, and while it might be a bad way to say it, it's just like Goyle.

If you go a little deeper, the final form is the magical animal commonly seen in the wizarding world.

The spellcasting of these magical animals is not as troublesome as a wizard's. It is instinctive and the effect is extremely strong and fast.

For example, the ability of magical animals such as birds and snakes to grow and shrink at will, and the fluency and effect of the spells that can be used to make them bigger and smaller are just like Dumbledore, a top wizard who is also good at shapeshifting. , to the same extent.

So sometimes the problem that the descendants of pure blood families start to show, seems to be developing in the direction of more powerful magical creatures. More instinctive spellcasting - becoming more sensitive to magic perception like magical animals - the mind can easily breed a powerful silence that fits its own soul...

"it is done!"

Anna excitedly raised the alchemy prop in her hand.

The "Palette of the Soul" can spy on the traces of the soul behind life behavior.

Calling it a color palette is not accurate, it looks more like a small spotting telescope.

In other words, its style should be a small barrel of a magnifying glass worn by modern watch repairmen on their eye sockets.

"Did you wear it to see the effect?"

Anton took the small lens tube in Anna's book and asked curiously.

"Looking dizzy!" Anna's expression suddenly became extremely exaggerated, her two eyeballs swayed unconsciously, her tongue stuck out, and her head shook irregularly, "That's it, it makes me spit it out."

"!!!"

Anton froze for a moment, and tried to put the small lens tube on the socket of his left eye. Looking out from this 'soul palette', it was a vast expanse of whiteness.

It was as if everything in the whole world had turned white, distorted and expanded, emitting distorted white light.

For a moment, a feeling of extreme discomfort rushed into his brain, as if he had spied something that he couldn't look directly at.

But Anton can actually explain it.

If this thing really works in theory, then spying on the life self is equivalent to peeling off a person's flesh and blood, penetrating into the soul, and spying on the bottommost spirituality, which is a practice that is extremely contrary to the instinct of life.

Everyone's spirituality is not pure, all life instincts converge, there is a desire to shelter the weak, to protect cubs, to destroy others, to plunder others to satisfy oneself...

It is neither pure white nor dirty black, but a distorted gray.

Human beings reject this level of interaction, and everyone only likes others to see what they want to show—I am a good person, and I will do good deeds all my life, even if I often harbor evil thoughts in my heart. I am a bad person, you should be afraid of me, although I actually feel sorry for you in my heart.

It's like a girl who dresses up carefully to find a man she likes, but the man asks her to take off her makeup to see her real face covered with acne marks and freckles.

Very impolite.

There is such a feeling in prying into the truth of the soul with the "soul palette". The instinct of the soul resists doing this to oneself, and resists doing this to oneself by others.

Anton just glanced at Hermione at the opposite long table through the 'soul palette' for a while, and Hermione jumped up almost instantly, clutching the thick book on the table with one hand, frantically Slammed towards Anton.

"Merlin's beard!" Hermione exclaimed after the book was separated from her fingers. Seeing that the book was controlled by the levitation spell and floated back to the long table, she looked at Anton with regret, "I... I don't know why, just suddenly..."

Anton shrugged, smiled at her, and looked at Anna with a small lens tube.

Anna also shook her head, "I only looked at the experimental mouse, and that mouse looked crazy."

"Yes."

Anton clicked his tongue twice, "I dare say that Mr. McGonagall has never used it even if he made it. Most people have no way to use this alchemy tool. First of all, their own minds will resist and refuse to use it."

He was still able to use it under the protection of the high-end spellcasting of the 'A Ray of Sunshine' magic and the 'Patronus Charm' developed by Professor Snape.

The reality of life is indescribable, and cannot be prying, otherwise the san value will be lost.

Just now, Hermione was sitting at the side, listening to Hannah, Neville and Draco's discussion, and her whole person showed a color like a palette.

Countless colors filled her whole body.

Moreover, this color is different from the magical image seen by the "wizard's eyes". It is not only particularly vivid, full, and full of extreme emotions, but also dynamic, with a rhythm of life.

Anton recalled the picture he had just spied from his memory, and compared it with the life existence of Hermione in the lake of mind that he had collected before.

Little by little, he interpreted the meaning inside.

"Depressed, eager to express, eager to succeed, confused, restless..."

Anna looked at Anton curiously, "What?"

"Quack quack..." Anton approached her and whispered, "She is accumulating strength in her heart, and she needs to find something to do, such as the part in Navigator that needs to communicate with Muggle forces, tell Hannah , leave these things to Hermione, and something interesting will definitely happen."

As for what is interesting, of course it is magical.

The navigator organization, to Anton only, is essentially a magical experimental auxiliary organization, which is most suitable for such a thing.

As for what Granger could gain from it, Anton never considered it.

If they have the ability, they can follow the ups and downs all the way and get what they want, such as Fudge. This is not within Anton's consideration, and they have to fight for it themselves.

All he cares about is magic.

"Then what's the use of this?" Anna frowned and looked at Anton. "It doesn't seem to help you study the self very well. Just looking at a person's behavior may be resisted by the other party's mind and attack. I I even suspect that if you observe a person too much, the other person's instinct will bury malice towards you that they themselves will not be aware of."

She looked at Anton seriously, "This is not a wise approach."

Anton nodded, "Of course, so I can use it to spy on myself."

Examining himself or something, this is what he is best at when he first entered the magic path, and he doesn't have to worry about the possibility of self-hostility at all.

With this, Anton excitedly tidied up the manuscripts on the table, and picked up a bottle of magma used as fuel for the 'space converter' from the shelf, "I think this may help me find a way to escape from the space shuttle channel, I have Can’t wait to study it.”

"I'll go with you." Anna looked at Anton nervously.

"Okay, let's go!"