Chapter 323 The Storm Is Coming

Anton has a pair of more and more magical eyes, which is caused by using more eye magic. He can gradually see some visual sensations that are difficult to describe in detail.

Yes, seeing a feeling.

He calls it 'a move in the heart'.

Anton watched the stars all night, and he didn't know why he took so long to watch, he just felt that his whole heart was empty.

Sometimes the longer I understand magic, the more I have new insights into many spells, and there have been some interesting changes.

During this night, his subconscious mind completely took over the floating spell, making all the snowflakes float away automatically.

This night, he vaguely "felt" a certain "movement in his heart" in the sky - a storm was about to come.

There is even a more distant feeling—a catastrophe is approaching.

However, this "big disaster is coming" is more distant and vague, vague and ambiguous.

Anton frowned, and finally just shook his head slightly.

This thing is a bit mysterious, and he himself has never studied divination, which is an elective course for the third grade.

Besides...

Can he divination? Anton himself didn't believe it.

Anton didn't realize that when he was staring at the sky for a long time, the black mist in his eyes filled with blue lightning, and the spell of 'Grindelwald's eyes' started automatically.

This curse is slowly changing. Originally it was only used to see the depths of the soul, but it seems to be able to penetrate deeper and farther places, looking at the galaxy of collective consciousness.

The black mist dissipated, and the azure blue lightning surged faster and faster, turning one of his eye holes into a strange azure blue.

Only occasionally when the eyes blink, the galaxy of the collective consciousness and the galaxy in the sky quietly overlap.

...

Snowflakes fluttered and fell gently on the ends of his hair, and Anton's eyes returned to normal again.

He was shivered by the cold wind, pulled out his wand and released a body-warming spell on himself, shook his head and smiled, "What nerves do you have in the middle of the night?"

Putting his hands in the pockets of his wizard's robe, he walked slowly towards the Hogwarts castle.

...

The next morning, all the little wizards looked a little sleepy.

The Christmas holiday lasted for two full weeks. After the holiday, good friends always had endless interesting things to talk about, and the common rooms of the major colleges were very lively.

In Gryffindor College, Harry Potter and Dumbledore's Army were discussing his next call. Neville found one good friend after another and planned to form a new Dumbledore's Army.

George and Fred talked about the animal pen they owned, and all the children got excited when they heard it. They planned to go to see it together after school tomorrow.

By the way...

Take them to the hut to spend a wave. Recently, the hut's finances are about to collapse.

In Slytherin, they are more concerned about the upcoming "European Inter-school Magic School Quidditch League". Although Gryffindor is representing Hogwarts, this matter has a far-reaching significance in Slytherin. significance.

Prefect Faney brought very important information, stood in the common room, and told various careerists about the importance of this matter.

"We all know that the Durmstrang School of Magic has a relatively relaxed attitude towards black magic, focusing on combat and war magic. There is a 'Battle Wizard Club' in their school, all of which are the elite of the elite!"

Draco was sitting on the sofa with his slender legs on the table, and upon hearing this message, he silently lowered his feet and stared at Farney.

"what do you mean?"

"Yes!" Fane looked very excited, "The members of their 'Battle Wizard Club' will come with them."

Everyone's face was serious, did this kind of fighting club come with them?

What are you going to do?

"Please remember one thing!" Faney propped his hands on the table vigorously, his well-manicured hair trembling slightly, "Although we always joke that there are too many Mudbloods in other colleges..."

He looked around with a cold face, "But in fact, the majority of half-blood wizards in our academy is true!"

"And the Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry only recruits pure-blood wizards!"

"We discriminate against others, and others discriminate against us!"

Draco shook his head, "This sentence is wrong, even counting the non-sacred pure-blood families, there are too few pure-blood students, they have recruited a large number of half-blood wizards, they have to do make such a compromise."

"My father has a good relationship with the headmaster of Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Magic, and I know some information about them." Draco watched everyone staring at him, stood up triumphantly, walked to Farney, and looked at everyone.

"The 'Battle Wizard Club' selects the elite seedlings in the school to enter, but they also have a 'War Wizard Club', which is a more dangerous club. Their members are often screened from the 'Battle Wizard Club', and Bestowed with the most dangerous war magics."

War magic, oh, is so foreign to Hogwarts students.

"Fortunately, the big star Viktor Krum is a member of the 'War Wizard Club', and he will not appear in this inter-school league."

Farney frowned and looked at Draco, seeing him standing beside him, watching him enjoy everyone's gaze, he couldn't help but feel a sense of threat.

He snorted coldly, "Is this the vision of lower grade students? Quidditch?"

Faney waved his hands wildly, "The battle is about to start!"

He began to talk at length about the challenges he would face at that time, and how Slytherin would take on the responsibility of guarding the honor of Hogwarts.

Someone was attracted by his crazy remarks and gradually became fanatical.

Some people thought about it and began to think about other things.

...

Anyway, that's it.

At breakfast the next day, everyone looked sleepy and blurred.

Professor McGonagall looked at the long tables one by one with a serious face, pursed his lips, and decided that the first thing to do after the holiday was to rectify the school spirit and discipline.

There is a saying that if you don't repair a small tree, you won't be straight.

She stepped forward and was about to say something when she suddenly looked up.

The owl flew in through the door of the hall.

Countless owls flew in.

Everyone was uproarious.

It was as if the restrictions on owls had just been lifted at breakfast time when they were allowed to receive letters and parcels, and all the owls were jammed together.

"Is it the Daily Prophet, or a special periodical!" Draco turned his head in amazement and said to Anton beside him.

Anton nodded slightly, frowned and looked at the middle seat on the rostrum, Dumbledore was almost covered by the letter.

Draco spread out the newspaper and took a deep breath.

"Merlin's beard!"

Anton leaned over and took a look.

The headline on the front page, a line of black and bold fonts - Dumbledore's huge conspiracy!

It is still a report written by reporter Rita, Dumbledore's number one black fan, who is a small troublemaker.

The subtitle reads - The fate of Muggles is about to be changed! The wizard can no longer be on top! The potion from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft gives Muggles the ability to temporarily transform into werewolves!

——According to the reporter of this newspaper, a student who did not want to be named said that the potion was circulated by a mysterious club in the school, and the club even had a history of forming the 'Dumbledore's Army'.

——The reporter asked an internationally renowned master. It is said that this ability to turn a Muggle into a werewolf belongs to the extremely high-end and complex metamorphology. We all know that if anyone in this world can do such a thing, it must be Dumbledore. His abilities in Transfiguration are astounding to all.

——But the greater the ability, it does not mean that the mind is correct. It is reported that Dumbledore has always stood in the position of "protecting Muggles and treating Muggles well" in the International Federation of Wizards. We have reason to suspect that this is a conspiracy of Dumbledore!

above……

It's just a brief introduction in a huge space, and this thick newspaper is almost all about such a thing.

And in the middle of the front page, there is a moving magic photo.

A ferocious-looking werewolf came out of a broken bank vault, carrying a huge travel backpack, with countless banknotes scattered on the ground.

The werewolf bared its teeth and roared as if it saw the person shooting it.

Sorry for the late update. There are too many things to tell in this volume. My outline is still in a mess and needs a lot of time to sort out. There may be 3 changes in the future. I need to constantly revise the written chapters so that this volume will not be scattered.

Sometimes it will even be the 2nd update, but in fact, it is because I suddenly have an inspiration, and I will write a thousand-word later content of this volume, which delays time. But it would be a shame not to write down that inspiration. So the next update should be 3 updates, occasionally 2 updates, and when the plot is written smoothly, it will resume 4 updates.

Well, let’s just talk about this, I will continue to code words.