Chapter 762 Muggles, Environment and Magic

Anton found that this magical power almost spread throughout the entire building.

Whether it's old handrails, mottled and damp walls, or corridor windows that sway and creak in the wind.

All exude a faint sadness and depressing charm.

Yes, flavor.

A feeling that is much lighter than emotion, let alone will.

Anton has seen a house cursed by a sea monster, and the strong emotions in it have reached the level of will, but here is the opposite, it is just a touch of charm.

The charm is hard to find.

He can only feel it through the "Lake of Soul", whether it is the technique of feeling the magic power of potion materials in school, or the "wizard's eyes" or "eyes of divining birds" that he had before, it is very difficult to observe such a faint magic.

Faded to the extreme, it is almost difficult to bring any magical effect.

But it is so huge that it covers the entire apartment building.

This charm is so obscure that it is difficult for ordinary wizards to feel the surge of magic power attached to it.

"Is this the magic power characteristic of some kind of black magic creature?" Anton stroked the cold wall in front of him suspiciously, a little unsure.

Not everything with magic power in this world can make wizards feel the existence of magic power intuitively, such as the sunshine in the sky, moonlight, thunderstorms and so on.

Everything that exists in nature has the greatest magical power, but wizards can only confirm this in the use of ritual magic.

Of course, Anton can also see this scene if he transforms into the 'Dun Bird'. Everything turns into colored lines, including the sun.

Oh, and now 'Lake of the Mind' does too.

At this moment, there was a noise from downstairs, and Anton vaguely felt the magic power covering the whole building boiling up, as if turning from a quiet and sad lake into a sea with huge waves.

He went to the window in the stairwell and looked down, only to see several cars parked at the door of the apartment building, and several people in suits and leather shoes were pointing at the building and talking, one of them opened a sheet drawing.

"You can't take our house away!" Several apartment building residents rushed towards them, but were blocked by several burly bodyguards.

Anton frowned, walked down the stairs, and returned to the house where Lupine and the others were now.

The middle-aged couple also stood by the window and looked downstairs.

"Damn it! Damn it!" the husband gripped the window sill tightly with both hands, his face flushed, and he roared in a low voice.

The wife just folded her hands on her chest and wept in a low voice.

The middle-aged man with the goatee also came out of the room and looked at them suspiciously, "What happened?"

"They're going to sell this building and run the mall for that guy with a cigar!" The husband turned his head angrily, pointing at the people outside the window and said, "They're going to kick us out, we're going to have nowhere to live !"

"It's all your fault!" The wife yelled in a broken voice, "It's all your fault for not being able to give us a home, and letting me and my daughter live on the streets!"

"I tell you, Tom, don't expect us to become homeless with you, I will find someone else who is willing to take us in, a capable man!"

The husband's flushed face turned blue and purple. He looked at the middle-aged man with goatee and Anton who seemed to be frightened at the door with some embarrassment, and couldn't help gnashing his teeth, "Do you have to quarrel with me at this time?"

"Yes!" His wife looked at him coldly, "Do you think that if you don't talk about this now, and you are kicked out and wandered on the street, can you still maintain your face and dignity?"

"Let me tell you, if they really drive us away, I will divorce you immediately and leave you with my daughter. Anyway, you have no ability to give us a home!"

They quarreled louder and more intensely, and the middle-aged man with a goatee was caught in the middle with a wry smile on his face. He shouldn't have asked such a topic just now, and it made them quarrel again.

Anton quietly slipped in from the door and walked into the little girl's room.

At this moment, the little girl was sitting in the corner of the bed with tears streaming down her face, curled up, and muttered in a low voice, "Stop arguing, stop arguing..."

Behind her, a hideous shadow slowly emerged.

Lupine sighed, and turned his head to look at Anton and Anna, "This is the shadow of destruction in the spirit of desire. Unfortunately, with such a powerful name, it can't help the host destroy anything, it can only destroy the host's own soul."

Anna looked curiously at the little girl who seemed to be unable to hear their conversation, and asked suspiciously, "Does every child who hears their parents quarrel have a shadow of destruction?"

"It's not." Lupine shook his head and pulled out a piece of parchment from the suitcase. He had to record the situation and report it to the local Magic Congress, so that they would allow him to expel the shadow attached to the little girl.

Without this procedure, he would have been sued by the Magic Congress for violating the Secrecy Act.

Although he has a way to deal with this matter and cast spells directly, but now is a critical moment, with Dumbledore standing behind him, and he cannot let himself become a breakthrough for the Death Eaters and saints to attack Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix.

"It's an occasional situation. Neither Defense Against the Dark Arts nor Mysticism can explain why under the same conditions, there are Boggarts in some places, and there are no Boggarts in other places."

As he explained, he wrote quickly.

"I think I know the answer." Anton raised his eyebrows, "There is a huge and thin magic power accumulated here, and they need to find a vent. Obviously, this little girl is the most emotional in the range covered by this magic power , leveraged this magic power."

Lupine raised his head in astonishment, "A huge magic power?"

He stared back at the door, took out his wand from his windbreaker pocket, shook it for a while, and looked at Anton suspiciously, "I didn't feel any magic here? There are only a few wizards here, and none of us cast magic. Others It's all Muggles!"

Anton just grinned, "Muggles also have magical powers, just like sunlight has magical powers."

He walked to the window, drew the curtains, opened the window, and suddenly the noise outside the window came out.

"Wow~ There are more and more people, and Muggle police officers are here!"

Anton looked at this scene in amazement, feeling the unique reflection in the "lake of the soul", "Although muggles can't cast magic and lack the blood of wizards, they still have magic power. So many muggles have such strong Negative emotions, it will change the entire environment, and then humans and the environment jointly breed a magic group that is so weak that it cannot be felt, and is so huge.”

Everything outside the window seemed to be a silent drama, rising and falling with the magic that enveloped the whole building.

The police officers drew their guns, and the apartment residents were driven away from the businessman who was planning to invest in the place. They are so angry, so sad, so gnashing of teeth, so strong.

Then~

Boom~

The magic map on the building was boiling and rolling rapidly, becoming more and more intense.

The officers also backed off as a group emerged holding various flags and signs.

Then, in a particularly dramatic way, this place seemed to become a stage, and investors, businessmen, police officers, and residents were all squeezed to the sidelines.

Soon, another man in a suit and leather shoes came here, and surrounded by a group of people, he waved his fists with extremely touching words, and for some reason, this place became his stage again.

Very lively.

And the magic power permeated in this building, along with the suppressed emotions of the residents who were squeezed in the corner, became more and more surging.