The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts Chapter 189

In the eyes of Hannah and Neville, Anton was crazy.

Squatting on the second floor all day and looking up at the sky to learn how to rooster.

Sometimes when I was tired, I would curl up on the sofa with a magic book and read it with relish.

The Hannah Abbot family's collection, "The Mystery of the Weather Charm", has a particularly gimmicky opening sentence - wizards have no way to summon the weather.

Anton raised his eyebrows and turned back to the book cover to look at the author.

— Drusilla Malfoy (1755~).

ohh~

It was written by someone from the Malfoy family.

Anton was not limited by the opening sentence. In fact, at least half of the books in the restricted area of ​​the Hogwarts Library were contradictory.

In the study of high-end magic spells, different perspectives and different wizards can come up with a set of self-consistent theories.

This is the advantage of reading a lot of books. We will not characterize a certain thing or magic just because of the above conclusion because of a book that seems authoritative.

The author of the book believes that the wizard's weather spell is essentially to give a boost to the world of "changes in the wind and clouds".

For example, if there is water vapor in the sky, wizards can use magic spells to condense it into clouds, and they can also use the same principle to create rain, torrential rain, hail, and so on.

Conversely, dispelling the dark clouds and turning them into water vapor is equivalent to the 'sunny spell'.

This theory made Anton frown.

What the heck, this is using a wizard as a magician, right? Throughout the article, I only focus on the use of magic.

The stronger the magic power, the stronger the aroused atmosphere.

Sounds like there's some truth to it...

But what about wizards?

What role did the wizard play in it? Magic machine?

If you really only look at magic power, let alone other things, the hundreds of rune snakes in the snake cave next to the hut are full of magic power that far exceeds that of ordinary little wizards.

Neville, a little wizard who found the right way, could easily deal with three at the same time.

Oh, this is Neville's limit now.

There is still so much value in a whole book, including the Weather Spells and Spells in the last part.

It was at such a time that Anton was stunned to discover that, in theory, he had quietly walked ahead of many wizards.

Returning the book to Hannah, he moved in his heart and began to quickly flip through the various materials and books that everyone had collected.

first.

Oh, a similar theory.

Second book.

Biased to the theory of spells, it records a bunch of weird spells full of inexplicable syllable spells.

The third.

Biased towards ritual magic, requiring wizards to find symbolic objects to make meteorological magic props, such as rocks smashed by lightning in the rainforest...

Anton immediately saw what this thing was doing.

It is to replace the three elements of spell casting with the fantasy of mysterious objects, which is equivalent to finding an object that can imitate the frequency to use the spell.

He didn't have to try it to know that the magic spell effect released by this method must be stronger than ordinary, and at the same time, it would also become uncontrollable.

Fourth.

Oh, this is even more outrageous. It is necessary to calculate the trajectory of the planets. What is it? Is it to release the weather spell, or to do the weather forecast.

One book after another, Anton finished flipping through it like a madman, and sat on the sofa blankly.

There is a saying: when you are contrary to everyone in the world, the one who is wrong must be yourself.

but…

"No!" An Dong's face turned serious, "It was them who were wrong!"

His Trinity theory pays more attention to the influence of the wizard's emotions, emotions, will, etc. on the magic spell.

If he was wrong, how did Neville, the weak chicken, successfully cast the Whole Body Binding Charm and the Flying Charm under his guidance?

If he is wrong, it is impossible to completely grasp the manufacturing method of Horcrux, and he also made one for Anna.

He has too many practical cases to support his theory.

While thinking about it, an owl flapped its wings and flew over.

There is only one card.

It was finally time for Professor McGonagall to be free.

Since the last time Professor McGonagall kept Anton's 'Tom Wreck' plug-in in front of Dumbledore, Anton has not found the right time to thank him. This vice-principal is too busy.

Especially when Filch was petrified, the whole of Gryffindor was just around the corner.

Oh, it can't be described as eager, there are rustling sounds everywhere at Hogwarts at night, which can already be described as lively.

In order to curb this practice without school rules and regulations, Professor McGonagall personally dispatched and arrested a dozen or so overnight.

Last school year, Harry and the others were deducted 50 points for being too honest, which led to almost finishing at the bottom of the Academy Cup. The Gryffindor dean no longer intends to deduct points.

In addition to punishing school discipline, these people were organized into three groups, responsible for Filch's usual cleaning and patrol work.

This practice has also led to the slow sale of various types of rotten eggs in the cottage.

It was at this time that everyone realized that the bad guy who likes to throw stinky dung on the stairs and aisles was hiding among the dozen or so students.

"Actually, I am against your use..." Mag was silent for a moment, "That Horcrux."

Anton nodded. At that time, Professor McGonagall said that students should be made aware of their mistakes so that they will not make mistakes, instead of suppressing students to make mistakes.

He knew then that McGonagall felt he was wrong to use 'Tom's Wreck'.

"I know you must be disapproving of it now."

Seeing Anton's shocked expression, Professor McGonagall couldn't help but smile, "I was like this when I was young, or so are all excellent wizards. I firmly believe in my judgment and don't waver."

"But..." Professor McGonagall stopped, put his hands in front of him, and looked at him with a smile.

"Anthony, have you ever considered, what is your best field?"

"I thought about it, but I didn't figure it out." Anton sighed deeply and said helplessly, "Floating spell, sand mimicry (moving figure), transformation spell, and I invented one myself. The Bread Curse..."

Finally, the two came to the office.

Mag motioned for Anton to sit across from the desk, and a group of teacups flew over and landed in front of the two of them. The teapot floated, filling each cup with coffee.

She took a sip and nodded to the teapot with satisfaction.

"Have you ever wondered why this is?"

"Why are you so gifted with these spells?"

Anton nodded silently and shook his head again.

"Because you want to!" Mag pushed his glasses and pointed at the location of Anton's heart with a smile, "Your desire creates your talent."

"Every thought of longing, every bit of life perception, quietly constitutes the talent of every wizard."

She drew her wand and tapped it on an empty teacup. I saw the teacup twisting and turning into a miniature monkey in an instant.

The little monkey ran to the corner of the table, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com hum hum hum brought a fruit bowl.

"Charms, Transfiguration, our desire to cast the effects of our spells."

Anton agreed, and he thought so too.

"Then..." Mag stared at Anton, "Have you ever considered that when you use the power of the Horcrux itself, you invoke the Horcrux's emotions, will, and desire."

"As long as you're used to it, you won't need your own desire to cast any spell."

"At the same time, when this powerful magical soul weapon releases a powerful spell, it will also transmit its own emotions to you unconsciously."

"That's what often happens with the possession of dangerous magic items."

"Many wizards end up being slaves to this magical item."

"Or rather, slaves of power."

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