Chapter 674 I'm so Awesome~

No matter how the world evaluates Dumbledore, at least he protects the teachers and students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry very well.

With him around, the sound of wind and rain outside the school cannot blow into Hogwarts.

It's Saturday, sunny and sunny.

Professor Snape, who needed to go to Azkaban to participate in the Dark Lord's event, still insisted on choosing to teach Anton on Friday afternoon.

There are too many extended explanations, and Anton will only continue to explain after he has thoroughly learned the 'Flying Curse' and has his own experience.

In his words - you must first have your own ideas, and then let external ideas become a supplement to your thinking.

So on this Friday afternoon, under Snape's guidance, Anton concocted a sex-changing potion for a hen that had just laid eggs.

This is the most difficult part of the ritual magic preparation of the flying spell.

It needs to achieve a very just critical point. After the hen lays an egg, it immediately becomes a rooster to incubate the egg.

This process is fraught with a great deal of uncertainty.

The biggest problem is that after turning into a rooster, the chicken seems to be full of aggression. Especially the egg just laid before transsexuality seems to have a unique attraction to it, and the rooster will peck it.

I don't know how many chickens I tried before I found a hen that was full of maternal love. After turning into a rooster, the mother's love overwhelmed the instinct of swallowing, and it still maintained the action of hatching eggs.

After a whole night, when the sun had just risen and the moon hadn't finished get off work, Snape suddenly asked Anton to hug the cock.

As expected of a Potion Master who has an extremely keen perception of potions, Snape's exquisite control is absolutely extreme.

Without Snape's further explanation, Anton clearly felt the extremely unique vitality in this egg.

A kind of exuberant vitality that is very close to the basilisk.

Holding the egg in the hand can even make a human being feel an instinctive tremor close to a giant beast, and goosebumps all over his body instantly explode.

"You have to keep that cock!" Snape reminded.

"Of course the Dark Lord told me to dispose of the hatching rooster, thinking that if it fell into the wrong hands, it would concoct a potion against my flying spell."

"But it's also for this reason..."

Snape looked at Anton expectantly, "I know you have improved the Animagus Transfiguration from the perspective of ritual magic. Maybe you can improve this 'flying spell' one day, and by then, this A rooster can be used to dispel this flying spell."

Anton raised his eyebrows, understood, this thing can be washed, "Okay."

Taking advantage of just dawn, go to the Forbidden Forest to collect another material - the poisonous snake saliva foam in the bushes in the early morning.

In addition to other things that could be prepared beforehand, Anton found the box and put the wand in his hand into it.

This step needs to wait until tomorrow morning.

After helping Anton with these things all night, Snape drank the unpleasant refreshing potion and left the school in a hurry.

Anton looked at Lao Si's back in a little silence, and wanted to say, teacher, don't go to be a spy, you may be killed if you are not careful.

Yes, the times have changed, Voldemort has changed, and even Lao Fu's idea of ​​killing Harry Potter has faded. Under this premise, will Snape continue to continue the original situation for Voldemort? This also seems impossible.

At most, Lao V might just want to use Snape to get the Elder Wand in Dumbledore's hand.

Anton clearly remembered that Lao Fu judged Dumbledore's strength because of the old wand.

sigh~

He worried about Snape, about Lupine, who had stood in the field against Voldemort in different ways, risking their lives.

Sometimes he even had the urge to rush to Azkaban and kill Voldemort while he was weak.

It's just that he doesn't seem to be sure of it.

Just like what he said to his friends, in the final analysis, he is not a combat-oriented wizard like Sirius, Harry Potter, or Neville. He is actually more of a research-oriented wizard.

Due to his personality and talent, he doesn't have so many aggressive instincts.

What's more, the ghost knows if Lao Fu has produced other Horcruxes now, it's really hard to say.

Now the Resurrection Stone, one of the Three Great Hallows of Death, is in his hands. It was Voldemort who gave him this Horcrux and asked him to give it to Dumbledore.

Lao Fu, who has become rational, will definitely become more cautious when considering horcruxes, and he may not be so obsessed with using some historically famous items as horcruxes as in the past.

The Horcrux itself is a BUG-level magic in the wizarding world. It is said that the "despicable Haierbo" who invented this magic has not been completely extinct until now.

Anton frowned and thought for a long time, then reached out and took out the snuff box in the pocket of the wizard's robe, and took out a ring that had just been refined, a pink mushroom ring with the characteristics of the magical animal Hawklap.

Or, give this to Lao Si?

But he had meant to give it to Lupine.

"Actually, I can refine a few more, because the magic power of the large-scale ritual magic required by this kind of magic item is really hard to find a chance."

The principle of making the pink mushroom ring is actually very simple.

It is the unique effect of the combination of 'body' and 'ritual magic' when Anton presides over the operation of the ritual magic. (670 chapters)

And this kind of ring uses this effect to superimpose the instinctive magic ability of the bloodline of the magical animal "Hoclap" on the bloodline of the wizard in a "semi-superimposed" state.

Look, many seemingly awesome things are actually explained in one sentence.

As for why it wasn't directly superimposed on it, Anton was more worried that this kind of blood instinct with the magical ability of "every curse ends" would affect the wizard's own spellcasting ability.

Strictly speaking, this thing is the opposite of magic to wizards.

Anton would even guess that if all these magics are spread, there will be two academic schools in the future, the "reformed wizard blood" that directly superimposes the power of magical animal blood, and the "spell slot magic prop" that half superimposes the power of magical animal blood.

"I'm so awesome~"

Anton looked up to the sky with some emotion and sighed, groaned for a while, hummed a song, packed up his things, and walked lazily towards the hut.

Good at research and obsessed with research, Anton certainly knows that he will definitely be a wizard master praised by everyone in the future, and he will definitely be remembered by history.

But ah...

This is a chaotic era. If he doesn't have the ability to kill Voldemort like Dumbledore, it will become difficult in many cases.

He didn't want to be like Harry Potter in the original book, where his parents died, his godfather died, his professor died, his friends died...

In that case, is there any point in the research?

"Neville is right, I have to research a final move!"

Anton looked up at the sky outside the castle in the distance, and smacked his lips, "And it must be before Lao Fu fully recovers and plans to go out to make trouble."

He took a deep breath, "I don't have much time left..."

However, with things like magic, you can do whatever you want, and there is no rush.

There will be what should come.

Anton is very sure!

This is not a prophecy derived from the prophetic ability of "Grindelwald's eyes", but the self-confidence and even pride of being a traverser.

He has always been very confident, believing that he can cure the thousand-year-old wolfsbane problem in the wizarding world, and he has done it! He believed that he could completely eradicate the blood-cursed orcs that even Dumbledore could not do anything about, and he did it! I believed that I could make a body for the old wizard Fiennes, and he did it! He has done so many things~

The old man is awesome.

quack quack ~