Chapter 829 Chicken Soup Is Here

What is the significance of the wand to a wizard?

It is said that due to the lack of wand makers in Africa, most of them learn to cast spells without wands, and talented young wizards can also cast powerful magic. It is also said that ancient wizards have not yet invented the magic wand, so it seems that the magic wand is not indispensable.

However, the Ministry of Magic on the European side still strictly restricted the outflow of magic wands, and even strictly prohibited any intelligent creature from using magic wands.

To Anton, the wand is a bit like a pedestrian's bicycle, a researcher's computer, or a mercenary's pistol.

You can travel without a bicycle, you can make an atomic bomb with a pencil without a computer, and you can kill a target with a dagger and a bow without a pistol.

But this tool is so easy to use.

But now that Anton has deepened his research on the path of magic, he feels more and more that things like wands are not simple.

It is not just a matter in the field of magic props. The body of the wand uses the magic power of magical plants, and the core of the wand uses the abilities of magical animals. Such fusion itself is already extremely complicated and difficult.

"It's a bit like our research. The blood of magical creatures is superimposed, but it's external." Anton raised his head from the book "The Canemaker's Encyclopedia" and discussed with Anna.

"Back to life, Harry Potter, Voldemort, Phoenix Feather!" Anna's eyes lit up, "You know what I'm talking about."

She waved her small fist vigorously, "Looking at it this way, the combination of the wand and the wizard even involves the domain of fate."

Anton raised his eyebrows and nodded thoughtfully.

If thermal weapons are the crystallization of human science and technology, magic wands are the highest achievement of wizards' magic props for thousands of years.

It doesn't look as powerful as the Three Deathly Hallows, but it has already spread to every corner of wizards.

"It's not just a tool, and sometimes the material used in the wand doesn't have to be completely suitable for itself..." Anton read the text on the book, "The wand grows with the wizard, through childhood, learning, practicing every magic, The love, friendship, family, and every encounter after entering the wizarding society..."

"It grows and changes with the wizard and complements each other, and it is the most suitable partner in rhythm."

"Rhythm?" Anna planned Anton's recitation.

Anton put down the book, "The rhythm of life is also a great lesson for wand makers. If you study it in depth, you can even observe a wizard to know what kind of wand the opponent is suitable for. Of course, this can also be used to analyze opponents, and even predict How the other side will react in certain situations."

"It seems to have involved the ability to analyze the niche magic field of evolutionary prophecy."

"Like Mr. Ollivander in Diagon Alley?" Anna asked curiously.

"It seems so." Anton nodded.

"The fields of magic seem to have their own differences, but it is always discovered inadvertently that they overlap each other in many places."

Having said that, Anton pulled out his commonly used wand, and took a closer look using the contents of the book and the knowledge of the lessons Dumbledore had taught before.

I couldn't help shaking my head, "It seems that it didn't grow up with me, it's still it."

"Maybe you can make a magic wand yourself." Talking about the manual work, Anna seemed a little excited.

At this moment, the door was knocked hard, and Aunt Ilsa looked at them helplessly, "Children, you shouldn't be studying magic in your room every day!"

"Okay." Anton said sincerely.

"Yeah." Anna nodded obediently.

"I know how to deal with parents like this!" Ilsa curled her lips and greeted them, "Come over for dinner, school is about to start, and we are going to have a lively family gathering."

In the hall downstairs, Aunt Nagini was still busy in the kitchen, and Mr. Rozier came out carefully carrying a plate of steaming lobster.

Lupine was discussing something with the old wizard Fiennes, and while Fiennes was dealing with it, he secretly reached out to grab the French fries on the plate on the table.

"Alex (Fiennes' name)!" Ilsa roared angrily, startling Fiennes.

"Go wash your hands! Don't touch the food without washing your hands!" She called out, turning to look at Anton and Anna, "You too, go wash your hands."

Anton and Anna looked at each other with a smile, and looked at the old wizard Fiennes who was walking towards him, giggling.

"Teacher, how old are you, and you are still like us children!"

Fiennes curled his lips in displeasure, "I obviously cleaned my hands, but they still ask me to wash my hands with creamy soapy water, this damn sense of ritual."

"Don't think I don't know, you just played with some animal offal in the room." Anton complained, picking up the soap on the sink before him.

"Well, I'm studying your sunshine barbecue spell, yes, that's right."

"Quack quack, is it?"

Turning your bench around like a slaughterhouse doesn't look like you're studying gourmet food.

Speaking of the potion research of the old wizard Fiennes, it feels like a black wizard's evil ritual, especially after he used the 'spider breeding resurrection technique', he was completely obsessed with this kind of natural breeding method to cultivate potions and way of life.

"Here comes the chicken soup~"

As Mr. Rozier brought the last plate of food, the whole big table was filled to the brim, and everyone took their seats.

The goblin Pedro came out of the fireplace with a dusty wine bottle, opened it and poured it into a slanted wine decanter, and told everyone the history of this bottle of wine in a somewhat ostentatious way.

"Anton, Minister Fudge has asked me several times about your whereabouts, and he seems to be eager to see you." Lupine squeezed a stick of mustard into the small plate with great effort.

"Quack quack..."

Before Anton could speak, Fiennes smiled and waved his hands, "Don't pay attention to him!"

"This politician definitely saw Anton's performance in New York, and thought that the investment in advance was finally beginning to pay off, and he was so excited that he wanted to do something."

"The best way at this time is to ignore him, let him calm down, and clarify his position."

"Indeed!" Mr. Rozier also agreed with Fiennes' statement, shook his glass and sniffed it, and nodded, "We will have similar cooperation between pure-blood families and politicians. In the beginning, we gave them Provide resources, and when they gain power later, they will not be willing to obey our orders, and are eager to turn back to customers."

"It's human nature."

"Anton, if you don't want yourself and Fudge to end up in the same relationship as he and Dumbledore, you need to learn how to get along in this regard."

"I think I have a lot of experience to pass on to you."

"There are many kinds of politicians, greedy dragons, vicious hyenas, cunning foxes...there are too many, and each species requires different domestication methods."

Anton didn't speak, just nodded with a smile, listening to the adults' suggestions.

We didn't talk too much about Fudge, and Mr. Rozier obviously didn't think it was a suitable topic for chatting during dinner, so he made an appointment with Anton to communicate after dinner.

Everyone has a lot to say, Lupine tells an interesting story about a magical creature, Pedro tells how he reconnected with some of his fellow goblins, Fiennes talks about going abroad after school breaks Travel news...

Laughter and laughter were accompanied by the smoke of the food on the table, and the orange lights filled the air, making everything look very warm.