Chapter 204 Hogwarts Surprise Change

"A huge, boundless forest." Lupine went on to tell about the world behind the stone door of the Hufflepuff Chamber of Secrets.

"You're going to be some kind of animal and live in it for a year. Oh, don't worry about your studies, you can think of it as one long dream, and wake up and you'll realize it's just been a fantastic night."

"The key point of this is..."

Lupine pointed at himself with chopsticks, in a gentle and magnetic voice, but with an unquestionable firmness, "Remember us!"

"This is also the secret to practicing Animagus. Now that you have learned this spell, you should know the risks of this high-end transformation technique."

"Lose yourself, and you will be swallowed up by magic."

"!!!" Anton instantly thought of Lockhart.

"For example, if you become a fire snake, then you will feel the beauty of flames. This is Hufflepuff's guide to understanding the magic of nature, but if you get lost, you will completely become a fire snake .”

"It's impossible!" Pedro exclaimed. "Except for Witch Volcanova, I have never seen anyone who has the ability to completely turn people into magical animals!"

"Of course not, God, don't you understand this is an adjective?" Lupine looked at Pedro helplessly, "Describe!"

"Having said that, Witch Volcanova said that the human soul has the side of all things in the world, but it lacks the magic spell and powerful magic power to turn it over. Maybe Hufflepuff has come to this point." Lupine fell into deep thought.

"Very likely." Rozier poured himself a glass of red wine, held it up and took a sip, "The four wizards who founded Hogwarts are extremely powerful."

At this time, Anton also interjected, "According to your magic theory just now, I think that if there is such a reversed spell, the simple spell in front of it may be a misplaced soul spell."

The first spell that Anton taught himself was to turn the turtle.

He thought about Lockhart's appearance, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Maybe this flipping effect is not reflected in the body, but in the soul."

Oh, open your mind, Anton has too many ideas.

"If the soul changes, it is impossible not to affect the body when the magic power is abundant."

"So maybe part of the soul flipped over to the side that had the magical beasts."

"Then, if this is really the case, we can even guess that the soul is not a single shape, it also has a complex structure. Just like the five sense organs of human beings."

"Oh~" Lupine snapped his fingers, "That is to say, part of the werewolf's soul has been reversed to one side, so it has the ability to switch bodies by itself? In this way, suppression may not be the best way, maybe you should consider How to control this switching ability?"

After a long illness became a cure, coupled with being freed from company affairs, Lupine has been studying the materials Anton left behind recently.

There is a lot of knowledge about the Vokanova witch in it, and Anton also has a little knowledge of it.

Lupine's views on this matter quietly went ahead of Anton's.

Their Lupine family has always had many unique insights into the research of black magic creatures. (Lupine's father is an expert in this field, and he was hired by the Ministry of Magic because of his specialty. Lupine was also hired as a professor of defense against the dark arts because of his ability in this area. He focused on defense against black magic creatures, not defense against the dark curse. )

Four people brainstormed all day.

It's a fun, high-level family gathering.

Talk about magic, talk about life, Lupine will care about Anton's food, drink, housing, transportation and making friends at school, and Rozier will ask if Anton has a girlfriend.

"I'm only twelve years old!" Anton gestured with his fingers, "Twelve, do you understand!"

"Quack quack..." Pedro smiled obscenely, "In ancient times, no matter if you were a wizard or a goblin, you could have children at the age of twelve."

"!!!" Anton took a breath, and stepped back tactically.

...

...

The next morning, Anton returned to school early, just in time for Meimeida to have breakfast.

The sky at Hogwarts Castle was still gloomy, covered with endless haze and dark clouds, feeling the dull air and earthy smell, Anton knew that there would be another heavy rain soon.

A rainstorm may be followed by clear skies, which will remain cloudy soon after.

This damn rainy season is sticky and uncomfortable.

The long table in the auditorium was filled with all kinds of delicacies, and the aroma was pervasive. As usual, the rustling sounds of the little wizards enjoying the delicacies at this time would be particularly quiet.

On the teacher's bench on the steps, the professors will also look at these little wizards kindly, looking forward to everyone's healthy growth.

But something is wrong today.

Very wrong!

The long tables of the four colleges were as noisy as a vegetable market, and the professors were all in a trance, and they didn't try to control the mood of the students at all.

Anton walked to the long table in Slytherin in surprise, looked at the prefect Faney surrounded by a large group of people, and heard a mess of messages in his ears.

Looking up, Gryffindor looked extremely excited, the twins, Hermione, Ron, and a large group of people gathered around to discuss what this was.

Neville sat aside, curled up against the figure, looking small and helpless.

Anton frowned, thought for a while, and walked over.

People along the way fell silent when they saw Anton, and whispered something after he passed by.

"Neville, what happened?"

Neville raised his head and looked at Anton blankly, his eyes were full of bewilderment, "Don't you know?"

"Well, I had something to leave school yesterday, what happened!"

Neville sighed, "A lot of things happened yesterday. In the morning, several Ravenclaw students were petrified again. Everyone said you did it."

"At that time, you happened to disappear again. Everyone said that you absconded in fear of crime."

"Ha~" Anton laughed, what the hell is outrageous that his mother opened the door for Outrageous, and Outrageous got home. "Do you think it's possible? What's in it for me?"

"And after thinking about it, I know that now that I have appeared, no one from the professors has come to arrest me."

"Yeah." Neville nodded with a sigh, "Dumbledore stood up, he said he believed you wouldn't do such a thing, so that everyone can't guess."

Anton curled his lips, why didn't he just explain about the basilisk, he liked to play charades. The management of these schools knew how to cover up the news, which made the students guess wildly.

"Then what's the matter with your expression?"

"Dumbledore!" Neville clenched his fists vigorously. "This afternoon, Lucius Malfoy and several school managers came to the school and brought with them the resolution of the school board. They expelled Dumbledore."

"Dumbledore did not agree with the resolution, and they had a heated argument and finally fought."

Anton's mouth twitched.

fight?

Lucius and Dumbledore fighting?

Thank you for being laughed at.

"Dumbledore was injured and vomited a lot of blood." Neville was about to cry, "I was there at the time, and I heard the bearded old man on crutches say... say..."

He covered his mouth and whimpered a few times, "Say Dumbledore is too old to swing his wand anymore, he's dying!"

Anton rolled his eyes.

"Then, where is Professor Dumbledore now?"

"That old man with the white beard is entangled in the Phoenix Bird, not allowing it to take Dumbledore away, this nasty fellow!"

"Later, Professor McGonagall rushed over, stopped these people from the school board, and even locked them up."

Anton blinked, "Locked up? People from the school board?"

Neville nodded vigorously, "Yes, they must be severely punished, how dare you treat Dumbledore like this!"

"They only have the right to appoint and revoke the headmaster's position. The right to appoint professors and teachers belongs to the headmaster, so they can't control McGonagall to teach them."

Oh huh~

Anton raised his eyebrows, and this kind of system is interesting.

"Everyone is very worried. It is impossible for Professor McGonagall to lock up the members of the school board for a long time. If they appoint a new principal, they will definitely fire Professor McGonagall and them."

Ok.

Now I know what happened.

Anton took a deep breath, feeling that everything was terrible. Nima Hogwarts didn't have professors like Dumbledore and McGonagall, so there was a fart.

"Where's Professor Dumbledore?"

"In the school infirmary, Madam Pomfrey is trying to save her."

Anton turned around and left, picked up a fried chicken leg on the Gryffindor long table, and tore off a large piece viciously and forcefully. Everyone who passed by looked at him with ferocious eyes and burst into tears. Quiet.

heh~

He now knows what Gryffindor is. Nima is as wise as Dumbledore, and he doesn't care if he is reckless.

Anton wants to ask Lao Deng now, can the current situation be controlled?

If he was going to die and let Voldemort escape, as planned, then...

I'm afraid that the desperate professors will fight with the school board first. Tom Riddle who is hiding in the dark is definitely the one with the happiest smile. Oh, maybe Voldemort is also very happy.

Gan!

Now there are two Voldemorts preparing to do something in the dark!

Great.

Old Deng, if you don’t know how to play tricks, then don’t play, take it off, right?

Looking at Lao Deng's history of more than one hundred years old, apart from his mighty power comparable to that of a god that can overwhelm the whole world, there is really not much to marvel at in terms of tactics and tactics.

Even if death is used to play chess at the end in the original book, it just made Voldemort trust Snape more. This kind of input-output ratio is estimated to be a joke even for small vendors in the vegetable market.

A 'No Visitation' sign was hung on the door of the school infirmary, and Professor Flitwick sat on a chair and stood guard in front of the door.

Anton simply turned into a 'color-changing wind bird' and flew in from the outside window of the castle.

Reverting to his human form, Anton looked around.

Tsk tsk tsk, too many people have been petrified.

Waving his wand, "faintly." Not far away, Crabbe was eating, and fell over.

Anton walked coldly to Dumbledore's hospital bed. The old man was lying there with a pale face, and his long white hair looked a little messy.

The old man was like an old newspaper that would float away at any time, so haggard that it made people feel distressed.

"Child...you are here..." Dumbledore raised his hand tremblingly, and gently grasped Anton's wrist.

That hand was so cold, so powerless, trembling slightly, as if it was about to die in the next moment.

"After I'm gone..." Old Deng panted, "You...you must protect everyone...you...you are his student...you can...you can."

Anton sneered.

"You look alike."

Dumbledore suddenly coughed again and again, coughing as if he wanted to cough up his lungs.

Anton rolled his eyes, waved his hand violently and patted Lao Deng on the back.

"Cough!" A peanut sprayed out from Lao Deng's mouth.

"If you didn't secretly eat the pile of cockroaches..." Anton chuckled, "I really believe it."

"Oh~ you're such a boring kid." Old Deng puffed his mouth, and stretched out his other hand from under the quilt, holding a fruit plate in his hand, which was full of various snacks.

you just play.

Relying on strong strength, just play.

Anton really didn't know what to say.

"Can't you find someone who is smarter to be your adviser? Even give you a more reliable plan?"

Dumbledore shrugged. "Since we believe in magic, intrigue is not worth mentioning."

Anton sneered, "Really? I don't believe it."

But Lao Deng is right. People who firmly believe in magic are really easy to degenerate in terms of personal strategy. These are two different ways to solve problems.

Encountering a problem, using magic to solve it at the first time, or solving it with conspiracy and tricks at the first time, these are two completely different instinctive reactions.

Anyway, that's the case, the wizard is not an omnipotent god, but a bit like Anton's previous career, a programmer, or a mathematician.

Or it can be compared to Frankenstein, which may be more similar.

"Would you like some?" Dumbledore held up the plate and smiled brightly, "Oh, this is a rare vacation time, it feels so good not to be the headmaster."

"!!!" Anton.

There was a sound outside the door, maybe Professor Flitwick heard the movement in the infirmary and planned to come in to check.

"I won't come according to your plan, Professor Dumbledore." Anton curled his lips, "You master and apprentice are really in the same line in terms of conspiracy and tricks, low burst."

He swung his wand, casting a counter-curse on Crabbe.

Turned into a 'color-changing wind bird' and flew out.

...

The color-changing bird flew all the way to the black lake, and Anton appeared.

He looked at Heihu silently, and took a deep breath, "Everything is terrible."

He finally came to his senses, that inspiration, the inspiration to solve all problems.

With Lao Deng's strength, as long as he is matched with IQ, he is absolutely invincible, and he is not afraid of how many Voldemorts come.

"Yes, give him some IQ."

Anton seemed to have thought of some interesting picture, and chuckled.

"Oh, that would be so interesting."

"Since everything is messed up, it's not impossible to make it even more messy, haha."