Chapter 901 The Forged and Erosive Teaching of the Head of Azkaban Academy

One of the top 100 contests is a high-intensity elimination round, and only those who have passed through this round are eligible to enter the next round.

Everyone felt that just by passing this test, the honor these little wizards received in the wizarding world was already a great harvest!

Even if I am eliminated in the next level, I am already proud enough to tell others about my glory loudly——I am the winner of the selection round of the Top 100 Tournament.

Enough to become an extremely valuable qualification for future life.

Not to mention anything else, I am afraid that the Auror offices of the Ministry of Magic of various countries will rush to ask for it.

With such emotions, everyone naturally wouldn't think about what kind of rewards these little wizards could get.

But Anton wanted to say, of course there is!

His main purpose of holding the Top 100 Competition is to influence more people. Relying on the sales of the "Wizards are Gods" textbooks and the teaching of the "Azkaban Academy" is ultimately limited. Is there a better way for this kind of event to gather all the outstanding young wizards and teach them at the same time?

"Quack quack..."

Anton smiled, "Are you ready for teaching?"

"Feel the forged and erosive teachings from the head of Azkaban Academy!"

As he said that, he twisted his long duckbill and plunged into the sea water. His round body twisted on the sea surface, and instantly drew a very fast white line in the sea water, heading towards the remaining thousand people. The boat went downstream.

With Anton's swimming, all the duckbill fleeces that had plunged into the sea began to follow Anton's back, swimming very quickly in the curved surface of the seawater at the bottom of the boat.

Gradually all the duckbill cattails gathered together, forming a huge gray-black shadow under the sea, swimming irregularly around the boat.

"Haha~" A little wizard laughed and shouted, "We survived, we did it! Look, they all disappeared, and we passed the level!"

Immediately, the lanterns on the heads of many little wizards disappeared, and they all sat down on the boat panting, laughing, and shouting.

"We haven't won yet!" Hermione yelled anxiously, "Have you remembered the rules of the game? We need to board the pier on the island to pass!"

"Yes!" Draco frowned and looked around, and the duckbill velvet disappeared, "I think they may be brewing a big one, we are almost at the end, and we must not relax at this time , on the contrary, you should be more vigilant!"

"Attention everyone!" Harry also yelled, "I feel that danger may come at any time!"

Those who can make it this far are, after all, the extremely outstanding top-notch talents of the younger generation. Everyone has realized that now those fluffy animals that fly extremely fast and spew out seawater deformed soldiers have disappeared. It may be true. There's a big one in the offing.

So, everyone became vigilant again.

"Arrow deflected!"

"Arrow deflected!"

"Arrow deflected!"

A series of loud incantation sounds resounded across the sea, and the magic was released again.

Affected by such an atmosphere, many people also yelled the curse of this curse, and as their faces became resolute, the lanterns above their heads became brighter and brighter.

More and more people roared together, as if they were feeling each other's courage through such behaviors. In the end, there were thousands of wizards chanting spells together floating on the sea.

The voice is thousands of miles away, full of vigor and vitality, and the atmosphere is myriad.

On the big ship in the distance, Dumbledore looked at this scene with emotion, and suddenly his whole heart became much gentler. He happily said to Grindelwald, "Look, look!"

Grindelwald put his hands on his back, tilted his head slightly to stare at these figures, and finally smiled slightly, "I saw it, yes, Albus, I saw it, this is the future of our wizarding world!"

No matter how different the routes of the two of them are, for the sake of it, why not this scene.

After more than a hundred years of ups and downs, it is not a kind of comfort to see such a picture before the end of life.

Behold, the future of our wizarding world!

boom!

There was a sudden change at sea, duck-billed cattails flew up from the sea in groups, mixed with a lot of water splashes, setting off a high wave, pouring down towards the future of the wizarding world.

That terrifying wave was so high, like a towering wall, like a mountain falling down, enough to easily destroy all the buildings in a coastal city.

I don't know how many tons of seawater rose up and smashed down like this.

"We can defeat it!" Harry roared, vigorously swung the wand held high in his hand, and chanted the spell loudly with all his strength, "The arrow is deflected!"

That momentum seemed to be on par with this wave.

Then, all the little wizards roared together, "The arrow is deflected!"

Boom~

blah blah blah~~

Under the protection of the spell, the boat swayed up and down on the waves, and the waves blocked by countless protective spells exploded, as if a huge splash bloomed in the ocean.

And the duck-billed velvet group seemed unable to break through the defense of the little wizards. They bounced off the small boat and fell towards the distant sea, as if they were floating in the water.

"oh!!"

"Merlin's beard, it's terrible!"

"Is this something humans can resist?"

Almost everyone on the big ship was exclaiming. They were shocked to see that the warriors survived such an attack, which obviously exceeded their definition of a 'little wizard'.

Yes, that's the magic of group casting.

This is the ability of the best new generation in the wizarding world.

However, just when everyone thought it was about to end, the group of duck-billed cattails broke through the sea again and rushed up, carrying high waves, spewing sea water and turning into countless small deformed duck-billed cattails, heading towards the small The wizards fell down.

once!

twice!

five times!

ten times!

The high wave attack was like a huge forging hammer, beating the group of little wizards crazily.

With such beatings, all the little wizards focused more and more on the spell of 'arrow deflection'.

They chanted the spell in unison, influencing each other, maintaining a state of defense, and refused to relax in the slightest.

And in this state...

In the field of vision observed by Anton's lake of mind, the collective consciousness of all individuals seems to be imprinted with a certain will.

Will is an extremely powerful force in the mind that moves the magic.

The wills of so many individuals gathered together, leveraging the magic power, and a group of magic power appeared in the collective consciousness.

And this group of magic power pulls every little wizard, making them involuntarily release magic to maintain this magic, forming a wonderful cycle.

The memory, emotion, will, thinking, time traces, etc. of each mind are affecting their spellcasting, and these spellcastings converge into the environment of the magic group of collective consciousness, which in turn affects their minds in reverse.

Anton once told his classmates in the school auditorium that wizards cast black magic, and black magic will in turn erode the wizard's mind, and the eroded and distorted mind will become a boost to cast black magic. And this kind of influence also exists in regular magic.

This principle, the underlying logic of magic operation, is also applicable to the gray magic of collective consciousness!

And what Anton intends to do is to promote the acceleration of this cycle!

He was also immersed in the magical power of the collective consciousness of "Arrow Deflection", absorbed the understanding and perception of "Arrow Deflection" from these thousands of little wizards, and shared his own perception of this magic, and finally put everything together. The perception of the collective consciousness is stuffed into the bottom layer of each participant's mind.

The little wizards didn't realize that it became easier, more powerful, and calmer for them to cast the "Arrow Deflection" magic.

This is a silent change that moisturizes things, but it has far-reaching effects.

This is also the characteristic of gray magic, which is thin and profound.

"Quack quack..."

Anton's mind laughed maniacally in the collective consciousness, "I'm so awesome! I'm so awesome!"

"With my own strength, I can drive the entire wizarding world to a higher level!"

"Just ask, who else can do it except me!"

"Who else!"

"Is it Dumbledore? Or Gryffindor? Or Merlin? No, none of them can do it!"

"Quack quack..."

"In the realm of gray magic, I am a god!"

Once upon a time, he could only use some rough methods such as the Forgetting Curse to give the prisoners in Azkaban Prison a 'cramming' teaching, but now he has quietly entered a more magical and magical stage.

Boom~~~

As the water splashed high and then subsided quickly, suddenly, the entire sea became calm.

When there were no waves affecting their vision, the little wizards were surprised to find that they had arrived at the pier of the island before they knew it!

"We did it!"

Someone roared and wept with joy.

"Yes, we did!"

"Come on!"

I don't know who yelled first, these thousand and eighty little wizards scrambled to the pier, where the referees of the Top 100 Tournament were waiting for them with smiles on their faces.

"I'm in the right place. Say yes, my dear professor." Tom Riddle's dark eyes were shining red, and he greedily looked at the faces of these little wizards, and licked them involuntarily. lips.

"No." Dumbledore glanced at him faintly from the side, and sneered, "Tom, you will find that you can only watch from the sidelines, and they are probably all Anton's, otherwise why do you think he would Hold a game like this."

you are...

Want to grab something from Anton's bowl?

Oh, based on what Dumbledore knew about Anton, it should be like this - are you trying to snatch the toy from Anton?

Tom Riddle pondered slowly with a stagnant expression, "Anthony Weasley..."

Behind him, Grindelwald looked at the silly boy with a mocking expression and shook his head. Tsk tsk tsk, young Tom seems to be a lot more sensible, but I'm afraid he will still be played by Dumbledore.