Chapter 271 "Chop and Mash, One Finger"

After dinner in the auditorium, it was already late at night when we returned to the hut.

After a while, the windows of the hut were lit up, and on the second floor, a glass of green bubbling drink was filled in the petals of the 'juice flower' cultivated by Anna, and Anton sat alone in front of the experimental table.

"Ton, ton, ton~"

Anton looked at the cup in surprise, and smacked his mouth, "It unexpectedly tastes refreshing."

It's not very sweet, but has a floral fragrance. Apart from the weird appearance full of wizard style, the entrance of this thing is surprisingly smooth.

Inexplicably, there is still a little regret.

After tasting the juice, Anton looked at the book in front of him seriously.

Black magic books are very dangerous, not only because of the content inside, the book itself is a very dangerous magic item.

Therefore, every black magic book that is borrowed will be equipped with a detailed user guide.

This is not a joke, if you open it casually and read it, that is something reckless would do, and the final result will not be too beautiful.

Especially the one in front of me, it is extraordinarily weird.

It is estimated that Mrs. Pince gave Anton this book on the premise that Anton had already borrowed so many banned books.

First, prepare a bottle of sobriety potion.

Although Anton already had the spell of 'A Ray of Sunshine' to help maintain his conscience, he cautiously found this potion from the suitcase and drank it.

This thing is a practice work when studying Potions with Professor Snape.

Snape let him keep the bottle not because of generosity, but because he had to analyze the differences between the potions he had made several times to determine how far he had mastered.

Habitually left a bottom, Anton dried the lid and put it back in the suitcase, letting the elephant vine drag it into the ground again.

Then, there is a long list of spells in runes.

Waving the wand, I practiced for a long time according to the wand gestures and key notes in the user guide, and then I waved and aimed at the book.

Muttering this super long spell in his mouth.

The brown book returned to a black texture with strange horniness, and the two rows of huge fangs opened and closed, exhaling thick black smoke.

The black smoke condenses and does not disperse, wrapping the books.

As the casting of the spell continued, the black smoke began to turn into a strange dark red, and began to float in the air, eventually turning into a thick fog the size of a human head.

At this time, put your head into this weird thick fog, and then open the book.

In this way, you can watch normally.

Not very difficult.

The title of the book is Chopped and Pounded, One Finger, and the author is a man named Andy Vian Jay Smith in 1623.

"Written by the descendants of Hufflepuff?" Anton was surprised for a moment, and he suddenly realized that the descendants of the founder of the Great Academy should be a very powerful magic family when the family inheritance has not been cut off.

This book really explains the mysteries of the human body. The author uses a very lazy tone to tell the story of a child whose finger was pricked by a thorny magic flower and who coughed for a whole month.

After studying herbalism and potion science, he began to examine this memory, and discovered a magical thing—fingers, blood, and lungs, there is a certain magical connection.

This connection exists in the human body as well as in magic.

Yes, when wizards study the human body, they must talk about magic power, which is an unavoidable topic. Wizards really are very different from Muggles. The body under the influence of magic is already very different from that of Muggles.

Of course, this difference is not reflected in anatomy.

The author decided to start his own research from the fingers, from the small to the big, from the fingers to the whole body, from the fingers to the soul, from the fingers to the magic power.

He divided a complete wizard into three levels: body, soul, and magic.

After elaborating on such stratification, he explained his multiple experiments: how different magic powers affect the body and soul, how different body changes affect the soul and magic power, and a small amount of research on the soul.

Based on such research, he found a creature that was suitable as a comparison group with wizards-house elves.

An intelligent creature that casts spells with its fingers.

If the knowledge is profound but understandable, the second half of the content makes Anton feel extremely uncomfortable.

The author grafted himself a finger, the finger of a house-elf.

Yes, he actually cut off a finger from his own slave's hand and put it in his own hand. And his original finger was attached to the hand of the house elf.

Then came the long decades of records, recording that after he released countless times of magic, the elf finger completely turned into a human finger, although the nails still looked black and big.

The finger on the house-elf's hand was also slowly changing into a house-elf-specific appearance.

Although it still maintains a human size.

In the end, the author cut off his goblin fingers again, and did countless experiments, including the last step, chopping and mashing.

"..."

To be honest, although it was a little creepy, Anton really looked at this book with a kind of worshipful eyes.

This boss has drawn countless conclusions—the body and soul of a wizard are not the soul residing in the body, but two sides of one body.

When our body loses a certain part, as long as the soul is intact, we can restore it through the intermediate medium of magic power at any time.

When our soul loses a certain part, in fact, the body has already retained all the information, and it can also be restored through magic.

The second conclusion is: long-term deformation of a certain non-human form, or long-term impact of a certain spell, and eventually this change will be reflected on the soul, resulting in a situation that cannot be recovered by magic power. (Anton thought of Voldemort's nose.)

The third conclusion is: Even if the body and soul are damaged, the magic power flowing in our body has already recorded all this, and the integrity of the soul and the integrity of the body can be restored through magic power.

The premise is that the magic power must have a fixed way of operation.

That is to say, there must be a habitual spell to completely change the 'shape' of the magic so that it becomes a constant anchor.

The fourth conclusion is: when the magic power is deformed by the spell, it will affect the body and soul at the same time, and the soul will be affected first.

For example, if you learn black magic, you will easily become cruel, vicious, and negative.

For example, if you learn healing spells, you will easily become caring and dedicated...

To put it simply, all the spells in the world will change people's character, and this change is because our character, heart, experience, desire, purpose, etc. determine what spells we will often use.

The spell affects the mind, but in the final analysis, the mind is choosing the spell, which has a subconscious subjective consciousness.

In addition to these four conclusions, there are also a large number of experimental records and countless records of spells in the book.

"Yeah, I actually forgot the role of magic power in it." Anton closed the book in admiration, and swung the airflow over the book, turning the red smoke into black smoke again and swallowing it into the mouth of the fangs.

The magic book returned to the appearance of a brown book again.

"It seems that I have to update my theory of the Trinity." Anton smiled and wrote four words on the notepad: id, soul body, magic power, body.

"But it's not right, I have two kinds of Animagus, the owl and the aurora, and I even have another side of the soul 'color-changing wind bird', according to his theory, I should be affected by these Yes."

not at all.

Anton was very sure.

After being affected by Lao Fu's "Confusion Curse", Anton had a good review of his experience and all the changes afterwards, and he was clear about his state.

"..."

Let's assume that the big guy is right, after all, there are so many experiments as evidence for the point of view.

So……

Anton flicked his palm away lightly, and a ray of sunlight burst into a warm, hazy light.

"Follow your heart, live according to your heart, is this my subconscious choice?"

"Stay true to yourself?"

Anton waved his wand suddenly, and a mirror formed by the surface of the water came into view clearly. He stared at his face and his figure.

They were all changing slowly, and after a while, he became a thin, black-haired, yellow-skinned person.

This is what he looked like in his previous life.

However, the changes continued, and he turned into red hair, light blue eyes, and fair skin again.

This is what he looks like now.

"so……"

Anton's eyes widened, "My broken soul, although there are reasons why the old wizard cast too many curses, there are also reasons why I'm not sure about my position?"

"Who am I supposed to be?"

"What kind of appearance, what kind of state, what kind of mentality do you plan to live in this wizarding world..."

Anton's heart was completely confused, and now, even "A Ray of Sunshine" couldn't give him an answer.

"Stay in the past, or blend into this world?"

"Ha~"

"Why do I have to think about this kind of problem? What's so messed up? Is the wizarding world so troublesome? To study magic, you must first understand your heart?"

"I... I lived in a muddle in my previous life, so I lived a good life. My salary increased year by year, and I started to save money to buy a house and find a beautiful girl to be my wife."

"I……"

Elephant Elephant Vine dragged the suitcase up from the ground, and Anton threw everything in, watching it shrink back to the ground in confusion.

"I……"

"I do not know."

Anton pursed his lips, pushed open the door of the hut and walked out to the shore of the Black Lake, staring blankly at the slightly rippling lake water.

After Halloween, the time quietly entered November, and the cold wind came down with sparse snow.

Anton put on the hood of the wizard's robe, put his hands in the pocket of the wizard's robe, and sighed faintly.

Reminiscing about the time he traveled back, he still retains the playful tone of the internet keyboard geek from his previous life, still has the mentality of a libertine traveling to another world, and still doesn't care about anything except his family and friends.

He is like these thin snowflakes floating in the air.

Gently falling on the black lake, rippling, may disappear and melt at any time.

"Damn!"

"It's been four years, maybe it's time to think about this issue."