Chapter 900 They Will Be the Future of the Wizarding World

Bobobo~~

Air bubbles emerged from the edge of the long duckbill, and rolled down obliquely upwards along the cheeks.

The cold sea water touched the skin along the long hair, making the body tremble involuntarily.

Then, all the hairs trembled, vibrating at an extremely fast frequency, and in just an instant, the body had traveled hundreds of meters along a certain level of the current in the sea.

The vision of the duckbill cattail is extremely interesting. They seem to be able to observe the airflow and water flow, and can find the gaps in various turbulent water flows. The whole world seems to have become layers of twisted surfaces.

It is a very novel experience to use the "bionic magic spell" to transform into a duckbill cattail. It feels like the long duckbill tears the sea water, and the countless long hairs are like countless motors. The feeling of rapid travel is similar to that of flying Brooms are vastly different.

Wow~

Anton penetrated the sea surface and flew straight to the sky. A pair of small wings spread out. The long hairs became quiet and smooth against the high-speed airflow. The translucent film-like wings could fine-tune the angle of short-term flight.

Like a bullet, he hit a certain little wizard on a ship.

"Ahhh..." the little wizard screamed in horror.

Another little wizard on the boat quickly waved his wand, 'The arrow is deflected! '

An ancient court lantern floated a little ahead of his head, and in Anton's vision a distorted force field appeared on the little wizard.

It was in the shape of an inverted pyramid vortex. After touching the force field one meter away from the little wizard, Anton could almost feel himself flying straight towards the vortex and towards the sky above and behind him.

Interestingly, although the duckbill fuzzy view is a distorted flow surface, and the human view is a vortex force field, but in the direct sense, he almost feels that he is flying in a straight line of.

Wuhu~

Flying high into the sky, passing the boats full of little wizards below, plunged into the sea again with a plop.

Swimming around curved surfaces in the water and making a big turn, Anton returned to the surface of the sea, poked his head out and looked at the field from afar, his little feet flopping lightly under the surface of the sea.

His 'Bionic Curse' has limitations, even if he is so deep in body shape-changing, it is still impossible to become a certain creature and master the instinctive magic of this creature, unless he deeply analyzes everything about this creature .

Duckbill velvet is not only fast in the water, these little guys fly from the sea to the air, and will spit out water from their mouths, turning into small duckbill velvet as a means of attack .

At that time, Anton described the creatures cultivated by George Fred and the others as "little bosses", and said with a smile that they would summon soldiers.

Such a double attack is extremely powerful. In fact, George and Fred sent the duckbill fleece to the Department of Magical Creature Management and Control of the Ministry of Magic. The danger level determined by Lupine himself is 3X.

XXX means: capable wizards can cope.

Hippogriffs, horned beasts, thestrals, and witches are at the same risk level.

This is not something ordinary young wizards can resist, unless they are proficient in the 'Arrow Deflection Curse' and have good magical combat qualities, such as courage and tenacity.

Successfully casting the 'Arrow Deflecting Curse' on the practice field is a completely different concept from successfully casting it in battle.

Just in the first half minute of the game, thousands of little wizards fell from the small boat, and they would be carried by a force into a blue halo on the bottom of the sea, and then appear in the distance On the big boat, it also meant that they lost their qualifications for the competition.

Some of these little wizards can resist for a while, casting the 'Arrow Deflecting Curse' defensively, but as more and more duck-billed velvet flies, they can no longer maintain their mentality and lose their mind. The control of magic was knocked down.

That's it, he's already the best among his peers.

Some little wizards didn't even perform magic, and were so frightened that they backed away and staggered into the sea.

"It's like making dumplings..."

Anton floated on the surface of the sea, his long duckbill let out a weird laugh, quack quack...

He followed the boats far away, with a pair of extremely crystal-clear eyes on his fluffy head, staring at the sky shrouded in these boats.

There, the collective consciousness is emerging bit by bit, with every desire to resist the erosion of danger surges, as the little wizards with chaotic thoughts are screened out one by one, and as the thoughts of each little wizard left behind become more concentrated... …

That piece of collective consciousness became more and more pure.

Somehow, Anton thought of the picture of the believers praying to the evil god. Perhaps in that scene, the desires, emotions, and thoughts of countless beings with the same frequency would condense into a highly active collective consciousness, prying at that level. Moving magic is absolutely terrifying.

No wonder it can be used to give birth to evil spirits, or to give magic power to certain items.

Anton's research has always been like this. He observes something, proposes a concept, and then constantly confirms and adjusts it through various dimensions of reality.

Magic is the power of the mind.

Gray magic is the power of the collective consciousness brought together by countless individual minds.

This magical field is so magical, it changes the natural environment, bestows the magic power of the sun and the moon, and breeds magical creatures...

Anton observed obsessively, observing how each individual mind builds a collective consciousness step by step.

He made an interesting discovery.

In this environment, it is mantra that builds collective consciousness.

When a little wizard yelled the spell of 'deflecting the arrow' and successfully resisted the attack of the duckbill fluff, this approach gave the others confidence, so they also yelled this magic spell.

And the scene of little wizards yelling spells on the vast sea is also giving each little wizard courage, which is a kind of blindness and courage to follow the army to charge.

This is obviously an extremely complex change.

The individual affects the environment, the environment affects the individual, the individual affects the individual, and the affected individual in turn affects the environment and other individuals. Such changes occur every moment among all minds, mixed to varying degrees.

With these changes, Anton can observe in the dimension of reality that the effect of this 'arrow deflection' magic is changing!

Yes, the effects of magic are changing!

At first, as a result of the little wizard's spellcasting, the platypus velvet was either thrown down the sea or thrown into the sky, and the angles were different.

Some little wizards cast spells with almost vertical force fields, some with oblique angles, and some with straight-line reentry similar to the repelling spell.

And with this change in collective consciousness, everyone's spellcasting effects gradually began to tend to be similar.

In the vision of the duckbill fuzz, along the camouflage of the tip of the little wizard's wand, the force field presents a picture of a pyramid funnel up and down.

really!

Anton yelled excitedly.

The cohesion of collective consciousness and the influence of each individual will indeed bring about such an effect.

He can almost guess that when these little wizards return to the world after the game, the final impact may be that this magic is finally finalized in the collective consciousness of mankind.

And he also observed an interesting situation - in the collective consciousness environment, the speed of learning magic for little wizards has become faster, and the difficulty has dropped linearly!

For example, in Draco's small boat.

Dudley and Crabbe were almost protected from falling into the sea by Draco and Goyle, but as the boat sailed forward, it was impossible for the two children to stand still and accept the protection of others, and they also fell into the sea together. Little by little try to cast spells.

In the later stage, they can also support the defensive magic of 'arrow deflection'.

Anton didn't know whether the ancient wizards would have discovered such a situation, which changed the way of teaching from master to student to collective teaching in schools, or whether it was just a coincidence.

But in any case, this approach can indeed more effectively cultivate more students who master magic.

...

When Anton was researching magic, little wizards kept falling from the boat, and then teleported to the boat through the light on the bottom of the sea.

"It's too difficult!"

A student of Durmstrang complained with resignation, "No one can hold on!"

"Yes!" His classmate shivered while wrapped in a blanket. Although he had been cast by the school professor to clean up the water stains on his body, the sea water that had been deeply affected by the dementors all year round still brought him the whole body. An uncomfortable feeling of chills.

"I have come into contact with many adult wizards, and I don't think even they can resist these hairy monsters!"

He looked at the duckbill fluff flying across the sea with some fear, and shivered again with lingering fear.

Their discussion clearly resonated with everyone.

"That's right, I think it's still on the sea, but it's just luck, I was hit by three monsters at the same time! Three!"

"It was even worse for me. I was dragged into the water with my clothes grabbed by my panicked companion. I knew I would not be on the same boat with him. Friends are gone!"

"What are you, I cast spells well, but I fell off the boat. You will never know how I fell, ha, Merlin's beard, I was actually pushed away by someone else's 'Arrow Deflection' magic down!"

"..."

The little wizards chattered.

Three thousand six hundred and twenty-five people who signed up for the competition, each of them is a leader in their own life circle, and some have never experienced any setbacks in their study career, so they were rejected in the first round. After sifting it down, it was a shame.

Looking around at the dark figures beside them, they felt that almost all applicants had been eliminated.

Is this a game?

This is nothing short of fooling!

In fact, the high-level officials of the Ministry of Magic, professors of magic schools, and various social celebrities at the bow of the ship were all discussing this topic.

As they were discussing, the number on a display board hanging above the bow deck was changing rapidly.

From the initial 3625 warriors, it became 2619 in the blink of an eye, and 1725 in the blink of an eye.

Everyone discussed a few words, then suddenly looked up, hey, there are only 1216 left.

The beating of numbers that are rapidly eliminated is simply teasing everyone's nerves.

Standing on the deck and looking from a distance, the distance at this moment is only halfway between the Ministry of Magic and the island of Azkaban.

Everyone is discussing, I am afraid that when they arrive at the pier of Azkaban Island, there may be only one or two who can arrive?

That would be great!

The Top 100 Tournament can end immediately!

At this moment, someone exclaimed, "Look, the speed of decreasing numbers has slowed down!"

So, everyone looked at the display board one after another.

The numbers that changed like running water just now are gradually slowing down.

1197...

1196...

1195...

It no longer looks like there are hundreds or dozens of them in the blink of an eye, sometimes it takes a while before one is missing.

At this moment, Tom Riddle, who was standing on the edge of the boat with a smile on his face, slowly turned his head to look at these people, "I think only these people can be called warriors."

"This is obviously the best group of young people in the entire wizarding world. When you get old, you will be surprised to find that these thousand children are the new generation supporting the top of the entire wizarding world."

The corners of Tom's mouth curled up slightly, his eyes sparkled, "Oh, no, not to take over from you guys, they have already mastered such a difficult 'arrow deflection' at such a young age, they are much better than many of you. "

"Maybe in a few years after they graduate and enter the society, you will be horrified to find that they will replace you!"

"Hahaha……"

Tom's presumptuous and hearty laughter was full of sarcasm, but every wizard present could only keep their mouths shut and dare not refute.

In the distance, Grindelwald looked at this young version of Voldemort with a smile, and raised his eyebrows at Dumbledore, "I finally know why you were so hostile to him before, hahaha, if you didn't know that when he was old What kind of virtue, I like this child so much."

Dumbledore pouted, ignoring him.

"Merlin's beard!" After Tom looked back at the arena, the group of people slowly resumed their discussion, and a witch exclaimed, "Stop!"

Yes, the numbers on the display boards have stopped!

Everyone stared at the display board almost breathlessly, ten seconds, twenty seconds, one minute, two minutes...

The numbers never changed again - 1080! ! !

As the values ​​stagnated, a magical and magnificent scene appeared on the sea surface. On small boats, little wizards raised their wands in unison, and lanterns floated above them, even the sea breeze was repelled. open.

All the duckbill velvet that came out of the bottom of the sea couldn't even intersect between them. After being thrown out by the "arrow deflection" magic of the marginal little wizard, they flew away under the influence of another little wizard's magic before falling down. In the end, he could only pass over the sky above the little wizard, and fall into the sea from the other side.

People couldn't help but start to discuss, the guess that everyone feared at the beginning, if Anthony Weasley brought bombers and cannons to this arena, it seemed impossible to affect the remaining little wizards!

Kacha~

Reporters frantically filmed this shocking scene.

Holding the parchment in one hand, Lockhart quickly wrote on it with a quill in the other - the Dark Lord personally certified that these little wizards will be the future of the wizarding world!

After finishing writing, he excitedly turned his head to look at the little reporters beside him. These were students selected from Hogwarts students to participate in the "Hogwarts Weekly", most of them came from Ravenclaw College.

"Hurry up, find the parents or school professors of these people, we need to write a report for each of them!"

"Remember, if you encounter that kind of family with difficulties, this kind of description. Especially the kind that is very topical, why the father was a black wizard and was arrested and imprisoned, and he was bullied because of his kind personality since he was a child. , we must dig deeper!"

"Topic, I want a topic!"

"Hurry up, I hope this will appear in tomorrow's "Hogwarts Weekly" event issue, this is definitely going to be a global hit!"