Chapter 256 Wonderful State

"What do you want from me?" Anton just looked at the other party with a smile, playing with the ballpoint pen gently in his hand.

"Dumbledore asked me to be in charge of the "Hogwarts Daily". I need a headline full of topics to open the newspaper." Emoke tidied up his sleeves slowly, raised his eyelids and stared at Anton, eyes full of is eager.

"I thought you might have something to offer me."

Anton frowned, "It really is."

"!!!" Emok was instantly excited, "What is it?"

"Returning War Chess." Anton stared into his eyes with a smile, "Our cabin has prepared all the technical reserves, and now we are waiting for the chief game planner to make the final gameplay development."

"Wizard Chess is too old to meet the needs of contemporary people. This brand new version created by our cottage..."

Emoke frowned and watched Anton talking, and listened to him blowing wildly, blowing the war chess to the limit and to the sky.

"This is a kind of subversion!" Anton became more and more excited as he spoke, dancing with his hands and feet, "But it does not represent rebellion, it is more suitable for the life of wizards in our new era, Quidditch matches, castle explorations, battles against dark wizards, etc. This unique level is exciting and exciting."

"And our chief game planner created an original point system, so that all participants..."

"..."

Finally, Emoke became impatient, and he stared at Anton closely, "The chief planner of the game?"

This is the name Anton frequently mentions.

"Oh~ Dear editor-in-chief of Abbott, of course it is Hannah Abbott from our cabin." Anton stared at Emok, "You can't just treat her as a child just because she is also a member of the Abbott family, Don't look at her achievements. Hannah's contribution is unique, and it is very rare for the wizarding world to have such a person with such unconstrained imagination and super logical thinking."

Emock looked at Anton in silence for a long time.

Anton stared at Emok with a smile for a long time.

In the end, Emoke smiled slightly, "Of course, I am her elder, and I am very proud of her achievements. Maybe our newspaper should pay more attention to 'Returning War Chess', which will help the little wizard to continue A passion for in-depth research."

"Yes." Anton looked sincere, "Hannah has lost a little confidence, she needs some encouragement, and our school's newspaper is just right."

Emoke stood up, took a deep look at Anton, and glanced at the manuscript on the table, "Then don't bother."

Anton laughed brightly, "How can you call it an interruption? You are the editor-in-chief of our school's newspaper. Every student in our school supports the "Hogwarts Daily" and hopes that this newspaper can Do it better."

He had a kind face on his face, "By the way, I would like to remind you that the next focus is the Inter-School Quidditch Tournament. This is the news that everyone is looking forward to. Several magic schools in Europe will participate, and the venue for the competition is Hogg Watts, this is definitely the best moment for our newspaper to open up Europe."

Emok nodded, turned and left noncommittal.

"Editor-in-Chief Aibo." Anton stopped him.

"?" Emok turned to look at him.

Anton pointed to the stairs not far behind him, "This is the direction to go upstairs."

"Really?" Emock looked at Anton and smiled, his gray hair trembling slightly, "Okay, thank you for reminding me."

Anton watched with a smile as the elegant old man walked towards the second floor, with his head tilted, and there was a slight gleam in his eyes.

Can't see through.

Who is this guy?

Why is there an inexplicably familiar breath.

Forget it, it's none of my business, just don't provoke me.

Anton simply ignored this person, picked up the ballpoint pen, and continued to write and draw on the notepad.

Exploring the wizarding world, sorting out the manuscript of "Dumbledore's Wisdom", finding ways to cure Nagini, Anna and Lupine, these few things have already filled all his time, and he has no interest in mixing with others.

Interestingly, these three are complementary. Anton could vaguely touch a magical realm, but he couldn't tell what it was, but the flowers bloomed there, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and it was extraordinarily charming.

More intoxicating than intrigue or anything.

And don't forget, this is a magic school, and students need to spend a lot of time and energy on their studies and homework, and the time they can squeeze out is limited.

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...

The weather is getting colder, and Professor Pomona Sprout's mandrake has gradually passed its juvenile period, but it still needs careful care.

She has to dress the little ones in cute and pretty little scarves and socks.

The call of this maturing mandrake is deadly enough, and if it is not properly insulated, the mandrake will also affect the development of the whole winter in the cold, and even freeze to death.

Professor Sprout didn't want to let those little wizards with hands and feet do these things, so she decided to do it herself.

To put it simply, the herbal medicine class was temporarily suspended, and the little wizards were able to have a relaxing extra-curricular time.

this day,

All the members of the hut came to Professor Sprout's greenhouse, hoping to help the professor deal with these mandrakes.

Professor Sprout looked seriously at the young wizards.

"Anthony, Hannah, Neville, George, Fred..."

Not bad, all kids with great talents in herbalism.

But she still looked at them suspiciously, "This is not an easy task."

Anton smiled and replied, "Professor, we hope to learn more. We are very interested in herbal medicine. You can visit our hut next to the Black Lake. We also built our own greenhouse on the third floor."

"My own greenhouse?" A smile appeared on Professor Sprout's chubby face, "Is that a house made of elephant vines?"

"Yes, Dean, when can you go and have a look." Hannah seemed a little excited, since she acquired the magical talent of a garden elf like a 'Flower Fairy' from Hufflepuff's inheritance, she has a lot of experience in herbal medicine. She's making great progress, and she's already started to grow a fruit vine that brews her own drink.

Always a bit of a dork, Hannah craves the approval of her professors.

"I'll go." Professor Sprout patted Hannah's head lovingly, "I'm looking forward to it."

She shook her shoulders, "Come in."

In fact, the members of the hut came here this time mainly because of Anton's proposal, and this was considered a collective activity of the hut.

Everyone is in favor of this approach.

Anton has his own considerations.

In his notepad, there is always a record of one thing——Hannah accidentally releases 'Pulp Separation' on a Mandrake, and a strange thing full of black lines intertwined and clumps is peeled off from it .

This continuously twisted ball of black thread can control her weird doll to walk around on the ground.

This black string...

Especially like the black thread of the soul observed by Anton.

And the effect is very similar.

Professor Sprout's mandrake is now developing from a seedling into a 'young' stage, and Anton is looking forward to seeing something in the process of this plant's transformation.

Ever since "a ray of sunshine" was lit in his heart and he saw his nature clearly, Anton once again regained the enthusiasm and focus on magic that he had in the early days of time travel, as well as his initiative and firmness in his own responsibilities.

He has re-entered the state where a lot of inspiration pops up every day.

Especially wonderful.