Chapter 633 Mr. Crouch, You Have to Calm Down (2 in 1)
"Roar~~~"
With a roar, Old Batty flew up in the air, and the slender and explosive werewolf arm was like a big bow, waving its dagger-like claws, and swept towards Anton.
The speed was extremely fast, with the afterimage dragged by his arm, he tore the little wizard on the ground who was watching him curiously to pieces in an instant.
"Merlin's beard!"
"Anton!"
"Oh my god, murder!"
"..."
With exclamations erupting from all directions, Old Batty roared irritably, stood in place, staring blankly at Anton's shadow that had turned into nothingness, only then did he realize that he hadn't hit Anton just now.
"Disapparation?"
He shook his drowsy head and muttered something.
"Impossible!" Someone on the stage exclaimed, and after seeing everyone looking over, he explained, "This is the courtroom of the Ministry of Magic, and it is forbidden to use Apparition. How is that possible!"
"In fact, this is 'Xiao Yuan Wu Phantom Shuttle', the box magic in Auror's office, and the high-end application spell of apparition. Obviously, Anton has mastered it very well, and has been able to tear apart the confinement to a small extent."
A middle-aged wizard wearing the dark green standard wizard robe of the Resistor of the Department of Mysteries stared at the field below, licked his lips, and looked very excited, "Like some powerful magical animals, like Dumbledore The family's phoenix phoenix can ignore the wizard's defenses that imprison the apparition field."
"This is simply exquisite!"
As for the subtlety, the reticent man kept silent.
This made everyone's hearts itch, but there was no way to ask questions about the silent man, this was the Ministry of Magic's regulation.
Anton appeared from not far away very silky, and looked at old Batty with a smile, "Relax, look, this is what I call animal nature, when we are emotionally excited, when we are immersed in a certain will , the human nature that belongs to human beings will be eroded and affected by animal nature in an instant.”
So, everyone stared at the werewolf who was panting endlessly under the stage. He was 8 feet (2 meters 4) tall, his muscular and powerful chest was rising and falling rapidly, and the long arms hanging below his knees were slightly Shaking, a pair of animal eyes with vertical pupils were staring at Anton viciously.
In just an instant, the werewolf's back heel was pushed hard, and the huge thrust brought his body to rush towards Anton quickly, waving his arms again.
"Hey, Mr. Crouch, calm down, calm down, you can do it, you are not turning into a werewolf, this is just the form of the Animagus transfiguration!"
It's a pity that the werewolf didn't obey Anton's command. Instead, he roared angrily, and his eyes became more and more red.
In this way, whether it was on the trial stand or the seat, the top wizards from the British wizarding world and the international wizarding world watched the reaction of this 'werewolf' curiously.
"Today's Prophet" has reported the werewolf Animagus ceremony presided over by Anton before, but because the people who learned it were either Aurors or students in the school, everyone has been unable to observe what is going on .
"It's unbelievable!" Akinbad, the chairman of the International Animagus Association, pushed his glasses with great interest, and muttered, "The Animagus of Fantastic Beasts, this is really achieved The attack power of a werewolf with a dangerous level of 5X, you must know that for thousands of years, many wizards have been tirelessly studying how to borrow the power of magical animals and transform them into weapons of war to resist the witch-hunting movement of Muggles..."
His dim eyes are full of complicated expressions, and he has obviously experienced many things in the dark corners of the wizarding world in his life of more than a hundred years old, so he can't help but feel a little emotional, "Anthony Weasley can be called the master of Animagus gone."
But at this moment, this Master Weasley seemed a little flustered, constantly using the 'Little Waldance Phantom Shuttle' to avoid the pursuit of the werewolf, chattering non-stop.
"I see!" He yelled, staring at old Barty, raised his eyebrows, "Haha, so that's the case, Mr. Crouch, you are obviously extremely depressed in your heart, right?"
"You must be very angry, don't you?"
"Sometimes you even yearn for the destruction of the world, don't you?"
"Relax, it's obviously the first time you've been influenced by beastliness, which triggered a catharsis of your inner emotions, but you have to know how to restrain yourself~"
"Wow, how did you become more fierce, I'm just analyzing it for you!"
Anton's figure quickly shuttled to another corner, looked at the roaring werewolf, and shouted, "Mr. Crouch, you have to calm down!"
"Relax, take a deep breath, you have to remember, you are a wizard, control your emotions, it's very simple, come, follow me, hoo~~~~"
"Roar~~~" The werewolf's roar became more ferocious, and old Batty's werewolf eyes were full of red bloodshot eyes, as if he wanted to tear the bug in front of him.
"Hey, everyone has a dark side in their hearts, it's okay, don't let yourself immerse yourself, don't let negative emotions completely erode your soul."
Anton evaded the attack of the werewolf again, and looked helplessly at the old Batty who seemed to be attacking endlessly, "I just asked you to cooperate, why are you so devoted?"
"Don't be like a black wizard whose mind has been eroded by black magic, you must know restraint, restraint, hold the grass~~"
The werewolf suddenly made a detour, and the old Barty, who had gradually become proficient in werewolf instincts, made a feint, opened his huge mouth full of fangs, and bit Anton's shoulder.
Just a little bit, just a little bit.
Anton couldn't help but widen his eyes, "Mr. Crouch, I'm going to be angry if you do this!"
All that answered him was the roar of the werewolf.
On the stage, everyone's expressions became weird. Oh, the majestic and calm old Barty, if his son Barty Jr. hadn't become a Death Eater, he would definitely be the best candidate for the Minister of Magic. , Under the watchful eyes of everyone, being affected by this magic to reveal the dark side of the heart is simply too terrifying.
It's social death!
If you are yourself, you have to pretend to be crazy even if you are not crazy.
What else can we do?
No matter how powerful Anthony Weasley was, he was really just a child. He didn't understand how important an adult's face was, and he still foolishly stimulated old Batty's nerves.
Sometimes an adult meltdown is just a split second.
Barty Sr., who was supposed to be the Minister of Magic, had completely lost his chance to reach the top of his political career because it was revealed that his son was a Death Eater of black magic. After his son Barty Jr. was imprisoned in Azkaban, his wife drank compound potion and entered Azkaban for his son to keep his appearance and die in exchange for his son's freedom.
But obviously little Barty didn't appreciate it, and kept clamoring to find his master Voldemort, and even kept saying that he wanted to learn from Voldemort to kill his father. Old Barty could only constantly cast the Imperius Curse and the Forgetting Curse on his son.
However, this son finally found an opportunity to run away without a trace, turning into an explosive that could destroy his political future at any time.
Everyone feels depressed and resentful.
His heart has long been scarred and exhausted.
Old Batty stopped in his tracks, looked up in a daze at the expressions of all the familiar people on the stage, and watched everyone whispering to each other, feeling as if his whole head was going to explode.
No!
What face do you have to survive in this Ministry of Magic in the future?
The point is, he doesn't know how to turn back into a human now, and can only maintain the damned disgusting werewolf body. This feeling is really...
He only felt that the anger in his chest was burning crazily, sweeping, and the emotions that were usually easy to restrain became extremely flammable like dry firewood.
He didn't know why, but suddenly he felt great, strong muscle power filled his chest, his limbs, and his head. For a moment, he felt that he had mastered the power to destroy the world.
Clenched his fist slightly, feeling the muscles from wrist to forearm, from shoulder to waist. This kind of excellent control over the body made him fascinated.
seem……
It's also pretty good!
So, he followed the call of the wild, immersed in the endless anger in his chest, "Roar~~"
Roaring up to the sky.
Then, almost like an afterimage, he rushed towards Anton like crazy, the strength of his feet extended to his back, and as he twisted, he waved the huge wolf claws. He had an intuition that even a fire dragon would Sometimes he can tear it apart.
Cool!
Cool!
This sense of power is simply refreshing!
"Oh~" Anton frowned and looked at Old Batty, "You have to learn to calm down, restrain your emotions, control your mind, and control your Animagus body like mastering magic."
No!
Stop yelling blindly, old Batty's wolf mouth slightly opened to reveal huge fangs, he couldn't stand this bullshit talker anymore, all the strength of his body gathered in one place, and the wolf claws pointed towards Watching Anton tear it down.
Everyone exclaimed.
Different wizards have different effects when casting spells. Old Barty is obviously that kind of top wizard. In the original book, he broke through the Imperius Curse, one of the Unforgivable Curses, with great willpower. Controlled, very vigorous.
Almost all the wizards present could feel the surging magic power blooming under the old Batty's wolf claws. It was a kind of magic breath of the 'Quickly Imprisonment' spell.
At this time, it has become difficult for Anton to use Apparition to escape again.
On the stage, Snape stood up abruptly and drew out his wand. At the same time, Lupine, Arthur, McGonagall, old Ronaldo and others also drew out their wands at the same time.
Boom~
However, before they released the spell, a huge roar appeared on the interrogation platform below.
Stone fragments were flying, and the smoke was filled. The solid stone floor of the court room was cracked into countless cracks towards the surroundings, extending towards the judgment platform and the seating platform.
The wizards around who were close to the position screamed in panic.
The smoke dissipated, and Anton's arm turned into an extremely thick animal arm, which was as thick as an adult's shoulder. The huge palm was even bigger than a truck tire, and it was covered with white long long hair.
This is the extinct magical animal, the flame white bear, which Anton learned from two fighting witches of the witch tribe.
At this moment, Anton bent over, and his huge arms pressed the werewolf to the ground one after another. His face was full of sincerity, and he said in a tone of 'to appease the noisy children in the kindergarten', "Mr. Crouch, you have to calm down. Ah~~~”
Long sigh.
A look of concern.
As a result, everyone's expressions became weird, they looked at each other, and laughed silently.
The werewolf's body had become very large, but under the pressure of the huge white bear's arm, he could only plan the ground like an antelope being held down by a tiger. Amidst the falling stones, in this suddenly quiet courtroom Here, it looks extremely abrupt.
In the stands, some wizards who had originally harbored ill will toward Anton fell silent.
Looking at the little friend Barty Crouch who seemed to be beaten, he couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness.
This Director Weasley is different from Arthur Weasley, who has a good temper. He can't be bullied casually.
And they are not bad, but a kind of 'ignorance' like a child. When they hurt others, they don't even feel that there is a problem. This is the most desperate thing.
I don't know who whispered, "This is a wizard."
In an instant, many people nodded in infinite agreement, whether it was the exploration of magic or temperament, this is simply a pure wizard.
A standard lunatic in the eyes of Muggles.
Finally, Old Barty stopped struggling and just lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead. After a while, seeing that Anton still didn't let go, he could only sigh. The huge werewolf head fell to the ground, and a tear flowed from the corner of his eye. He said dully, "Let me go."
"Oh huh~"
Anton was pleasantly surprised that his arm returned to normal, and carefully helped him up, "Haha, old Mr. Batty, you finally regained your senses, come, come, take a deep breath with me, come, don't be shy, take a deep breath."
"It's very simple to change back to a human form. Books in the Animagus domain have already recorded enough research on this aspect. Just try to recall your human appearance as much as possible. It's very easy."
"After my 'Animagus Research and Training Office' is set up, you can come and practice more. In the future, you can even become a werewolf proficiently without using a magic wand, and master this feeling of easy switching."
All the wizards watched quietly as Anthony Weasley recounted various points seriously, and carefully corrected old Batty's movements. An awe-inspiring respect.
Children who are still studying?
Oh, no, no, everyone will seriously treat this Mr. Weasley as a master of magic in the future.
I don't know how long it took, but with a burst of magical fluctuations, old Batty regained his human form again, and fierce applause burst out all around.
Old Batty walked slowly towards the trial seat. He knew that the applause was for Anton.
Walking up the steps, he slowly looked back at Anton, pursed his lips, and his complexion became complicated.
"So……"
A bright smile appeared on Anton's face again, and his white teeth shone brightly in the courtroom, "This is a demonstration of the Animagus's beastly erosion of humanity. I hope that everyone will be in our office in the future." Magus Training Center' became familiar with the use of this transfiguration magic."
"At the same time, I also hope that everyone can give Jordan Lee, a young wizard, a chance. You have also seen that even a powerful wizard like Crouch will not be able to grasp the control of the werewolf Animagus right away."
"What do you think?"
Boom!
Dumbledore, who had been silent all this time, finally picked up the gavel in his hand and tapped it lightly, stood up, and stared at the surroundings seriously, "I think... it should be possible to declare that the accusation is not established."
However, at this moment, no one paid any attention to Jordan Lee who was locked in the chair, they just whispered about the incident just now.
Obviously, this is definitely an extremely far-reaching matter.
Dumbledore winked at Anton and struck the gavel again as the Aurors came on stage to untie Jordan Lee and lead him out of the courtroom.
"quiet!"
"Everyone, in ten minutes, there will be another case. With so many people present at the venue, I think this is definitely the best opportunity. I sincerely hope that everyone can stay and sit in on the jury."
"Regarding the case of Voldemort's subordinate Sirius killing Pettigrew Peter, now that we have caught Pettigrew Peter, the case has a new situation."
"The next case is..."
"Interrogators: Cornelius Oswald Fudge, Minister for Magic; Amelia Susan Bones, Member of the Wizengamot; Dolores Jane Umbridge, Senior Undersecretary. "
As Dumbledore's voice fell, the Aurors brought two people to the trial stand, one was Sirius and the other was Pettigrew.
Anton also returned to the reception desk, and was surprised to find that George, Fred, and Ron also walked in from the door.
"We'll come with Harry." Fred looked at Harry who was silent and clenched his fists, and sighed.
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