Chapter 387 It Looks Like Fun

Grindelwald is really good at talking.

But he might have misjudged Anton's brain circuits a bit.

"Muggles...Muggles with wizarding blood...Muggle wizards with explosive magic power...Wizards..." Anton focused on this strange point, thoughtfully.

Thinking about it, suddenly a light shines in front of my eyes.

He once again searched for the source along the black soul line of the "Dementor World", and his vision returned to the "Human Galaxy".

"So, is this place exclusively for wizards? Or is it shared by all humans?"

This is an interesting thought.

Anton walked tirelessly among the black lines of the soul, exploring the past one by one.

He couldn't get too close. The memory planets of each living body seemed to have a strong repulsion to each other. After touching several in a row, he could only look at these memory planets from a distance.

There are countless soul black lines extending from the memory planet, extending in all directions, and the negative information represented by the "Dementor World" is just one of them.

Anton didn't dare to sense the information on the black line of the soul recklessly, and the ghost knows what inexplicable changes will happen.

He simply returned to the 'Dementor World' again, immersing himself in the murmurs of countless mixed voices.

To feel, to listen.

Trying to find the information he wanted, information belonging to Muggles.

But the information was too much, and he had to try his best to let go of his self-defense and receive the information more clearly and inclusively.

"He left, he just left, this scumbag..."

"I will definitely take revenge, this bloody revenge, I will, I will..."

"Why, just because I'm not pure-blooded? You can humiliate me at will..."

"..."

There were too many negative information, and under such a huge impact, Anton once again fell into a trance state, and the anger, resentment and hatred in his eyes kept rising.

Boom~

Another 'ray of sunshine' came out.

One, one, and another.

The spell comes from the magic power, and the magic power comes from the wizard's emotions, will, memory and so on.

In other words, these "rays of sunshine" seem to be the product of Anton's firm will tempered by negative information.

It is the effect, not the cause that Anton can resist, but Anton can resist the erosion of these negative information only by relying on the spell of "a ray of sunshine".

The world of magic is sometimes so mysterious.

"I got you!"

Anton's eyes lit up, and he grabbed the black soul thread suddenly, grabbing one of the gray-black soul threads.

——"Damn manager, obviously I am the one who has contributed so much to the company. I need qualifications, qualifications, ability and ability. When it comes to promoting people, the standard I choose is..."

—— "His father is a shareholder? Less than 10% of the shares are considered ass shareholders!"

——"Are you right, manager, I'm really sorry, but I didn't listen to you when I tried to reason with you. Look, I cut your thigh artery, can't you listen to my appeal seriously?"

—— "Remember, I earned most of your damn performance for you. Crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, right? Then destroy it with me!"

——"The smell of gasoline is actually quite fragrant, right..."

In the ocean of negative information, there are really all kinds of messes, but most of them are the thoughts of some desperate people.

Moreover, these black lines of souls extending to the "Dementor World" do not remain unchanged all the time. Every second, countless black lines of souls disappear, and countless black lines of souls appear again.

The other Antons had no way to confirm whether they belonged to Muggles, but this one truly belonged to Muggles.

Anton remembered that Grindelwald once told him that intelligent creatures are magical.

It's just that Muggles have no way to perceive and release these magic powers.

(See Chapter 209 for details)

This is the preciousness of wizard blood.

But this is not all worry-free, even if it is a pure-blood wizard family, not every offspring will become a wizard, and they have a certain chance to become a squib.

Neville's family suspected that he was a Squib for a while, and his uncle threw him from upstairs to test this.

The effect is good, and the magic power is awakened on the spot.

"Huh?"

Anton suddenly remembered what he had observed before, the 'Deathly Hallows' pattern constructed by the black lines of the soul in the wizard's body. At that time, he suspected that this was the reason for the ability to control magic power.

(See Chapter 240 for details)

Numerous thoughts danced in his mind, and Anton even recalled the operation of Voldemort to activate the magical ability of Filch, the squib.

(See Chapter 193 for details)

He also thought that Hannah, a member of the hut, had obtained the innate magical ability of the "Flower Fairy" country elf, the ability to cast spells on plants was almost innate, and there was no need to learn it at all.

"Animagus?"

Anton tilted his head, raised his eyebrows, "Bionic spell?"

if……

If he transfigured a non-wizard Muggle with an Animagus-like 'bionic charm'...

This doesn't seem impossible.

After all, he can make people switch between wizards and werewolves, and he can also turn black magic creatures Angara into humans.

Then, it's not impossible to let Muggles who don't have wizard blood get some kind of magical blood.

In this way, it is equivalent to that all human beings can become wizards.

"!!!"

Anton's eyes widened, and his whole body trembled with excitement, "It looks like fun!"

Ever since Anton crossed over, he has always done things according to his whims, without fear of life and death, and he doesn't care about profit.

If it is meaningful to treat Lupine, Nagini and Anna, well, then spend several years studying and learning.

As for what to gain?

Anton didn't care, he only knew that when he gained happiness, happiness was over.

Living a new life, money can't buy happiness.

He rubbed his chin, "Perhaps we should start with Squibs and Muggle Squibs with wizard blood, and you can also get funding from Old Ge, hehe."

This is bound to be a difficult thing.

A genius like Professor Voldemort managed to come up with one, hehe, Filch is still lying on the hospital bed half dead.

but……

Anton's whole body became excited.

Of course, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and the most important thing for Anton now is to pay attention to the things in front of him.

Like addressing the sea of ​​spells gushing from the Pale Spine.

Anton always gets an extra benefit out of a seemingly pointless thing, and he's surprised to find that 'A Ray of Sunshine' has evolved.

Under the long-term pressure of the huge amount of negative information in the "Dementor World", a ray of sunshine has finally changed.

Yes, it became 'a blob of sunshine'.

Like a seed, it is clustered together, exuding an extraordinarily comfortable light.

Anton waved the 'pale spine' lightly thoughtfully, boo~, as if a small bug had exploded from a huge soap bubble, he shook his wings and flew away from this place.

The black thread of the soul danced and twisted, and turned into his left hand again. Countless sunshine gushed out from the 'pale spine', warming and soothing the hearts of all those affected by the curse.

It flickered once, then disappeared again.

"A meaningful attempt."

Anton muttered, sat on the bed, flicked his fingers lightly, and began to record everything he saw and thought just now.

The dementor woke up and drifted away quietly.

The Death Eaters also woke up, and everyone seemed very quiet, or rather frightened.

I don't know how long it took, Rabastan Lestrange in the prison next to Anton suddenly burst into tears (Bella's husband's younger brother), he grabbed the railing and looked at the opposite brother, crying loudly, "I can't take it anymore, this kid is a devil at all."

"When I see this cell now, I feel like a rat in a Potions cage. I can't stand it."

"Woo woo woo..."

"I don't play anymore, I want to go home, Mom, I want to go home."

The corners of Rodolphus Lestrange's (brother) eyes twitched, and he gave him an anxious look, "Shut up, are you crazy? You have been in prison for more than ten years, and the dementors have endured it again and again, Now you tell me you can't take it anymore?"

Labastan shook his head with snot and tears, his mouth was trembling, and his eyes were full of despair.

This chapter is considered today's update, and there are two more chapters.