Chapter 487 The Afternoon Sunshine

The magic document has thirty-six pages, and Anton has to use the goblin's secret method of retrieving memory to review this document. Be extremely cautious, so as not to be tricked accidentally.

The contract type of magic may be the top level of magic that Anton has ever come into contact with. This kind of magic even Dumbledore has to work hard to break it, and still has to pay a high price.

There are many contract magics in the magic world, such as unbreakable oaths, blood alliances, loyalty spells...

Such spells, like war magic, do not appear in the teaching of Hogwarts school.

They have extremely powerful destructive power, and those who break the contract will die at every turn. This is indeed not a suitable content for teaching among children with hormonal surges.

A breakup would be dead, and that alone would be a colossal disaster.

In fact, although these contents can be found in the school library, it is not easy to obtain the signature slip given by the professor.

The same is true of this magical document.

But it leaves a hole for Aurors - the potion can only be used with a signed permission form from the Auror office.

Gives Aurors the possibility to use them on missions.

Imagine if an Auror becomes a ghost, not only can no one harm them, even normal wizards will not fortify them, walk through any wall at will, and hear all the information they want to hear.

Anton even thought of a very suitable application scenario - Hogwarts.

"!!!"

His heart moved, he looked at the document thoughtfully, and suddenly the alarm bell rang in his heart, it's not impossible!

If Hogwarts was suspected of having the Ministry of Magic's eyeliner, even Dumbledore would not investigate those ghosts that seemed harmless to humans and animals!

As Anton signed the magic document, Scrimgeour also signed a document and placed it in front of Anton.

"Proof of Special Study Permit!"

He patted the box lightly, "There are ten potion materials for your study and research."

The file turned into a ray of light that entwined Anton, Scrimgeour and the magic box, flickered and disappeared.

Scrimgeour flicked the sleeve of his suit and glanced at his watch, "You can take it home to study, and I will contact you by letter before the weekend of next week to agree on a suitable day for teaching. I hope that by then you should at least try to make a few Two."

Anton didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

Just as he was about to pick up the box from the table, a powerful big hand of Kong Wu pressed hard on the box, Scrimgeour's eagle-like eyes stared at Anton, "Remember, they belong to the Ministry of Magic, no matter what Whether your experiment is successful or not, any finished or semi-finished products must be put back into the box. Also, don't try to keep any finished products, and you can't use your own potion ingredients to develop this potion in private!"

"You don't want to try the power of the Ministry of Magic's Box Magic's Covenant of Protection."

Anton still just nodded, "I understand."

The box is very light, and it feels empty when you lift it up, but there is an inexplicable illusion of grasping something heavy.

He slowly walked out of the 'Auror Command Room' with the suitcase in his hand. Looking back, the door of the office creaked and slowly closed automatically, covering up all the light pouring in from the corridor.

The dappled light from the windows made everything in the office a bit eerie.

Anton pursed his lips, clenched the box tightly, and twisted his body quickly.

Boom~

When it reappeared, it was already on the viaduct of the Hogwarts school castle.

Looking down along the viaduct, the green grass is swaying with the warm wind in early summer, and the shouts of the Quidditch field can be heard from a distance.

Gryffindor won the previous European inter-school Quidditch competition on behalf of Hogwarts, which made many students burst into endless enthusiasm for Quidditch.

Anton squinted his eyes, and looked back, the vast black lake was located among the mountains, a huge octopus flicked its tentacles, and the stirred lake water shimmered in the afternoon sun.

He took a deep breath.

The whole person feels relaxed.

The outside world is very interesting, the Ministry of Magic is full of intrigue, and the newspaper Anton read from old Ronaldo is even more disturbing.

"My restless heart that wants to stay in the nest, but also longs to find excitement everywhere."

He chuckled.

With brisk steps, he walked along the stairs of the castle to the hut beside the black lake.

Along the way, a few classmates ran chasing after him, and a black and foul-smelling man chased after him angrily holding up his wand.

Anton raised his eyebrows. Ever since Filch stayed in the school infirmary for a long time, their hut suddenly lost the mood to develop a new 'stinky egg'.

"Hey, Anton~", nodding with a smile.

"Hey, Anthony~", nodding with a smile.

From time to time, I also met some students in the first grade, and there was a child who was hung by Draco on the wall lamp in the common room because he was angry with Anton. When he saw Anton, he stopped and walked to salute, "Senior."

Patting on the shoulder, Anton moved on.

Walking all the way along the shore of the Black Lake, and finally came to the hut, Anton looked up at the small building woven with elephant vines, and his heart suddenly moved.

The original elephant-eating vine protected his Horcrux puppet and other research materials and sank into the ground, but it was not a good way to deal with it either.

After all, plants like eclipse vines prefer sunlight.

Maybe transplant that one to the barrel hut in Hogsmeade.

"It's a good idea." He said to himself, as if waking up the two stone monsters sitting on the left and right of the door.

"Hey, Anton." The stone monster on the left of the door of the hut grew two small hands, rubbed his cheeks, and opened his eyes to look at him.

"Hello, Eternal."

"Oh~" The stone monster looked very happy, "Great, you remember my name."

The stone monster on the right also woke up, "I also have a name, Anton, I also have a name, from now on I will be called—the witness of history."

Anton laughed, "Okay, your Excellency 'History Witness'."

The "Witness of History" stone monster put one hand on his hips, and made a gesture of raising the other hand, "I have experienced too many years and seen too many things."

"Awesome!" Anton was amused, "What have you seen?"

The "History Witness" made a grimace, "For example, the old man with the white beard came to your hut again."

"Yes!" The 'Eternal One' put his hips on his hips, with an angry expression on his face, "He went in like this without notifying the owner of the hut. It's so rude, he didn't even say hello to us."

"Oh~ I thought the two respected lords were sleeping." Dumbledore walked out with a smile, and patted the head of the "Eternal One" with his old arm.

So the 'Eternal One' squinted his eyes like a cat being plucked, with a happy expression on his face.

Old Deng's blue eyes looked at the box in Anton's hand through half-moon glasses, "The box magic of the Ministry of Magic?"

Anton smiled and nodded, "Thank you also for your letter of recommendation to the Auror office."

Dumbledore spread his hands, "You know, I wasn't in school at the time, it was Gellert's (Grindelwald's name) idea, and I don't really suggest that you get involved in the Ministry of Magic at this time."

Anton smiled and nodded, hey, "If you didn't contact them again..."

"Perhaps many 'informed people', including Minister Fudge, Director Scrimgeour, Mr. Malfoy, etc., all think that you are now Mr. Grindelwald in disguise."

Dumbledore had a weird smile on his face, and the finger with the weird ring stood up in front of his lips, "Shh~, don't tell anyone, you know, sometimes Gellert's identity can help me do something It's a secret between us."

As he spoke, he blinked mischievously.

So, under the misty rays of the afternoon sun falling from the Black Lake, the old and the young seemed to have returned to the time when they talked about everything last year. Anton warmly invited Dumbledore to the second floor of the hut with brisk steps. Go taste the juice Hannah bred.

Dumbledore also asked the house-elf to bring some sweets and treats.

Listening to Anton's narration of what he had seen and heard during this period, he exclaimed from time to time, "Come on, you also have a cockroach pile."

"Okay, Dumbledore."

"Hey, this pile of cockroaches seems to have a new flavor. It tastes, uh, it tastes..."

"This is their new flavor. They haven't released a new flavor for many years. It is said that there is something wrong with the chocolate frog factory. In order not to affect sales, they just released this recipe."

"Well, it tastes like a fruity aroma, with a little walnut added?"

"Yes, I think this new flavor is really good!"

"Yes."