Chapter 582 Mr. Riddle
Uncle Arthur made a mistake. Anton's exploration of the soul realm is extremely in-depth.
He even built his own knowledge system in an 'integrated' way. A series of study and research on potions, spells, transfiguration, ritual magic, etc., are all based on 'soul-side knowledge'.
That is, Anton's three elements of 'emotion, will and memory', plus 'thinking' to complete the construction of 'soul'.
And 'soul, soul body, body and magic power' together to form a wizard.
And the relationship between these elements is further divided into: the 'self' is attached to the 'soul shell', which produces the activity of 'thinking'. The 'soul' is attached to the 'body', creating the possibility of leveraging the magic power.
This set of theories is not necessarily correct, but at least now when Anton applies it to various fields, he can always easily understand the content and find a solution, and finally finds that it is feasible.
Nor was the theory complete from the start, nor is it even complete now.
Anton also has a lot of things that he hasn't figured out.
For example, what kind of whole will be formed by the collection of "memory planets" (self), the collective consciousness of the species, and what kind of operating mechanism is the magic power in it.
For example, what is the relationship between the structure capable of prying magic power represented by the "Three Deathly Hallows Symbols" and the so-called bloodline? Is it related to the "Galaxy of Species Collective Consciousness"?
Anton has too many unknowns.
He is acquiring more knowledge little by little to complement this set of theories.
What Arthur said gave Anton a lot of ideas.
First of all, it is wrong for Anton to say that the Palace of Knowledge of the Weasley family runs through all members of the Weasley family.
Because the "memory" in the three elements of the self will disappear completely as everyone forgets and loses all records that prove their existence. It will be separated in the long river of time and completely annihilated.
For example, the Weasley family, if you really want to tell which characters appeared a year ago, I'm afraid Arthur can't name a few, and most of them didn't even save the items.
In other words, the memory of these people should be missing.
"unless……"
Anton raised his brows, and suddenly remembered what the goblin Pedro called "collecting time and memory". This seems to be a way of manipulating the "galactic galaxy of collective consciousness". Then, is Weasley's palace of knowledge also Should it be something similar?
It is equivalent to the scope of the collective consciousness galaxy of members of the Weasley family.
Anton even guessed a somewhat evil idea-was it really as simple as exterminating the clan when the wizard defeated the goblin? Didn't hold the desire to plunder magic knowledge? At least Anton knew that the Scamanders had acquired the magic of small world-building from Trish Huanhuan, the collector and traveler of the wonderful world.
So, what did the Weasley family gain that year? Similar to the knowledge of the wise profession of "collector and explorer of knowledge and wisdom" similar to "collector and traveler of time and memory"? Then built a 'knowledge palace'?
If so...
According to Arthur, one needs to have a sense of identity with the family to acquire knowledge, and at the same time share one's own knowledge.
"Tsk..."
Anton exclaimed, "Isn't this the meaning of integrating into the galaxy of collective consciousness?"
honestly.
Anton really doesn't care about contributing his knowledge to help the offspring of the Weasley family. In the long run, this thing is also helping his own offspring. Under the influence of Professor Lockhart, he even liked to write books and shared his knowledge. Now he has written several books.
The only problem is getting Anton to identify with the Weasley family...
This is probably embarrassing me, Fat Tiger.
But if it is a matter of integrating into the collective consciousness galaxy of Weasley family members, it will be much simpler.
Once you have a problem, just find a solution.
What a big deal.
If it doesn't work, he can go to the memory of the goblin Pedro to find a way.
even……
Anton will think of his previous career as a programmer. It is even more evil to interpret this "knowledge palace" from the perspective of a programmer. Isn't this a database? Now that Anton has the link method of "blood", if he wants to read the data, he needs to obtain 'permissions'.
As for permissions, there are differences.
In the eyes of some authority dogs, Anton can even only obtain knowledge without sharing his own knowledge, and even restrict some members' access to data.
"No no no."
Anton smacked his lips, "The Weasley family doesn't owe me anything, such a robber's behavior is too wicked."
His soul has gone through time travel, changed the environment, and yearns for freedom more and more, but it is not this kind of freedom, and a disturbed conscience does not make him feel happy.
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When Anton returned to the castle that he bought together somewhere in Europe, the boys were hard at work learning the most basic postures under the training of the coach.
Any thing that looks cool is full of boring in the process of learning.
But just like Anton's passion for magic, everyone seems to have a unique passion for 'Kung Fu'.
Talent is sometimes very simple. If you have great enthusiasm for a certain field, you will maintain a strong interest no matter how boring and meaningless repetitive exercises. Naturally, you will become particularly prominent in this field in the end.
These coaches are all masters collected from all over the world, including a former martial arts instructor of a special force, a sports champion, and a boss who runs a survival training camp...
After all, Anton's demands for martial arts are different. The coach he asked Anna to help find was a martial arts instructor in Hollywood.
There is only one requirement for knife skills, and the movements look cool.
Yes, he has already broken away from the need for fighting skills. No matter how powerful a martial arts master is, he can easily get it done with a floating spell. Is Transfiguration a joke?
Anton learned this because he really just wanted to play games with dolls to make it more enjoyable to play, that's all.
The martial arts coach was also a fine person, and after a few chats, he quickly positioned Anton as a rich young man who wanted to learn how to be handsome.
It's easy!
If he really wanted to learn fighting techniques, Anton would have thought it a little troublesome with his physical fitness, so it would not be easy to learn acting routines.
In this way, under everyone's hard practice and Anton's fishing and paddling, the day passed away so quietly.
The friends rushed to the school in a hurry. Professor McGonagall’s restriction on the members of the hut to leave school is to return to the dormitory on time to sleep. If you don’t do so, it will not be so easy to come out next time.
Anton left the team. He had a leave note signed by Professor Lu Ping, and went to a European seaport with a well-developed fishing industry alone again.
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The waves crashed against the shore, making noise, and it seemed more and more quiet.
However, as long as you look far away, the neon lights in the distance are so dazzling that the sky is dyed red, you can feel a kind of hustle and bustle rushing towards your face.
Especially some bars with dazzling lights, and streets full of ragged ladies with strange lights. The era has brought a new look to this harbor, but it seems that everything is the same as the pirate era, and not much has changed.
Such a place is not suitable for a child to visit.
And so Anton transformed into Tom Riddle.
For this aspect of body deformation, he is not like Grindelwald, who can easily become whatever he wants. But I don't want to drink the compound soup that tastes too bad.
The only transformation object he has mastered is Voldemort, and it is still Voldemort without a nose.
With a light tap of the wand, the wizard robe on his body also changed. Old V in suit and leather shoes didn't seem so ugly even though he didn't have a nose.
(There are pictures)
"Boom~boom~boom~"
"Move every time ~"
The lights flicker with the rhythm of the music. Walking into a bar, men and women are swaying in the dimness and lights.
Several girls stood on the stage and swayed to their heart's content, while the gentlemen guarded closely below their stage, raised their heads and swayed to the music, and cheered along with a difficult split.
Anton ordered a cocktail and sat in a corner in silence.
Such an environment will always remind him of the memories of his previous life. Although he didn't like to go to this kind of occasion in his previous life, too many modern elements will always make him feel like it's just another day.
Things are not like people.
I don't know if Lao Fu's appearance is too scary, or his temperament is too weird, no one came to disturb Anton.
"..."
Anton took a sip of his wine, looked at these people quietly, and leaned lazily on the bar behind him, his thoughts racing.
Whether it was his teachers and professors or the students around him, everyone seemed to be accustomed to distinguishing Muggles from wizards, and discussing the possibility of war between the two sides.
He doesn't like it.
Anton did possess powerful magic, and killing these people in the bar was just a matter of waving his hand.
But is he really likely to do so?
Or, after wizards and Muggles really had a war, would he really attack these people?
This seems like a difficult question, and he might do it not because of the so-called inexplicable ethnic group, but because his ass is sitting on the wizard's side.
Anton curled his lips, squinted his eyes at the people on the dance floor, and raised his wine glass...
"Respect for peace."
I hate war.
Anton took another sip of his cocktail with a smile.
At this moment, a woman wearing a small leather vest and a short leather skirt swayed towards him. This woman had half-length hair, wearing a huge hoop earring, and tattooed all the way down her neck , all over the body.
Anton raised his eyebrows, thinking it was some kind of affair, the woman saluted him with a very solemn expression.
"Are you Mr. Tom Riddle?"
"Heh~" The corners of Anton's mouth curled up slightly, staring at the wine glass in his hand uninterestedly, shaking it slightly, "Why do you want me?"
The girl's expression brightened immediately, she looked around and approached again.
Facing Anton's suspicious eyes, she mysteriously placed her slender, white palm in front of her lower abdomen, wiggling her fingers in a very mysterious posture.
Suddenly, an apple-sized blue flame appeared in her palm.
The girl glanced at Huoyan very embarrassedly, then looked at Anton, removed the flame in her hand, put one hand on her shoulder, and performed a very strange etiquette, "The Association of Evolution sends you greetings."
Anton was stunned!
What he saw just now made him unbelievable!
He knew that the weakened version of wizards would be weaker. After all, if they were really talented, these people should have awakened to magic riots as wizards in childhood.
But the hot girl in front of me...
He really couldn't understand why he could only release such a weakened version of the youthful version of the Phantom Fire Curse! (It's not the Fierce Fire Curse or the Nether Flame Curse, or the kind of flame characters that Anton usually uses to mark.)
This thing is useful!
Are you kidding me?
Is it better than you if I just buy a one-yuan lighter at a street store? You are also called an 'evolutionary'?
For the first time, Anton had doubts about the correctness of his concept of 'Muggle Squib'.
This so-called 'Evolutionary Association' is really to what extent is the potion material sufficient, and to what extent is the potion master sufficient, so that when such a weak chicken is produced, it will not be frustrated and not destroyed directly on the spot?
And most importantly, do these people know what Lao Fu actually does?
To provoke unknown existences at will, if Lao Fu is unhappy, the whole organization can be gone that night. Is it true that all the Death Eaters have been imprisoned in Azkaban?
Still chanting Voldemort's real name casually, don't you know that Voldemort has a sense of name? And what's even more outrageous is that they actually knew Voldemort's real name.
Tut tut...
"I'm Phoebe Johnson, the 'Hellfire Messenger' of the association."
"We sincerely hope to speak with Mr. Riddell and hope that there may be a possibility of cooperation."
"Perhaps we have more common topics on the attitude towards Muggles, maybe you can visit our residence?"
The hot girl's eyes were full of hope.
Anton felt the sudden restlessness of the little frog in the glass bracelet on his wrist, raised his brows, "Yes."
He lazily stood up, and casually handed the wine glass in his hand to a strong man who passed by. The strong man was stunned for a moment, took the wine glass to help put it on the bar, and took out a banknote and pressed it under the glass, "This is tip."
"Let's go, lead the way, Ms. Johnson." Anton pulled his tie and said to the hot girl.
"Oh, oh, okay." The hot girl looked at the strong man in amazement, "Is your ability 'mind control'?"
Seeing that Anton didn't want to answer, he stuck out his tongue playfully, and quickly turned around and led Anton towards the door.
Throw~throw~
The lights of a red convertible supercar at the door came on, and the hot girl helped Anton open the door of the passenger seat, walked to the driver's seat, pressed the door with one hand in an extremely rebellious manner, turned over and sat in.
"!"
Anton whistled, "It's a beautiful red... sports car."
He pulled on his seat belt and fastened it himself. "The only problem is, it's not a good habit to drive in high heels."
"Oh~" Phoebe Johnson exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Please, we are evolutionaries!"
"That's it."
Anton looked at the interior of the car curiously. To be honest, in his previous life, as a social animal, open-top supercars were a bit far away from his life. He never thought that he would have the opportunity to sit in the world of wizards instead." But if an evolutionist gets into a car accident, he will die."
Phoebe Johnson rolled her eyes, chewed her gum, stepped on the accelerator, and the sports car rushed towards the intersection.