Chapter 347 Pure Blood Family Is Mixed Blood

In the second week after Christmas, the European Interschool Quidditch League, proposed by the former headmaster Lockhart and organized by the current headmaster Dumbledore, officially kicked off.

It was a very lively day.

Although Mr. Filch, the school's only doorman, security guard and corridor cleaner, was still unconscious, every corner of the school felt like it had undergone an extremely thorough cleaning.

Several grimy portraits were scrubbed clean, much to the displeasure of those scrubbed. They sat huddled in the picture frame, muttering sullenly, and grinning in pain every time they touched the new pink tender flesh on their faces.

Banners were flying, and huge silk banners were hung in the great hall on the first floor of the castle.

Gryffindor with a golden lion on a red background, Ravenclaw with a bronze eagle on a blue background, Hufflepuff with a black badger on a yellow background, and Stanley with a silver boa constrictor on a green background Leitlin. Behind the teacher's desk hung the largest banner with the Hogwarts coat of arms: a lion, eagle, badger, and snake joined together, surrounded by a large letter H.

Anton did not expect that this matter would attract such attention.

Even the professors are like that.

Now that Dumbledore is not at home, Professor McGonagall is in charge of the overall situation as the vice-principal, but something bad happens to him again. Anyone who sees the nervous expression will be scared.

"Longbottom, please do me a favor. Don't show your secrets in front of Durmstrang's people. Let them see that you don't even have a simple conversion spell!" Professor McGonagall snarled when the class was about to end. .

That class didn't go very well, and Neville had inadvertently grafted his ear onto a cactus.

Everyone seemed tense, and early in the morning, Prefect Farney and another female prefect scooped up everyone and held a meeting in the common room.

"Everyone must be neatly dressed, and I cannot allow the slightest wrinkle. You are the best college students in Hogwarts, representing the taste, pride, confidence, and strength of Hogwarts."

Prefect Faney seemed very excited, waving his arms, and when he was most excited, his blond hair also trembled.

"Everyone must be extra energetic, don't look like you can't wake up, put away your lazy look!"

He paused, frowned and looked at everyone, and found that everyone's expressions were weird, and suddenly he was angry, "Who has an opinion?"

"Whoever has an opinion, stand up, and I will explain to you the necessity of doing this!"

In the end, he finally came to his senses, twisting his neck stiffly, and saw the sleepy-eyed Anton lazily coming back from the outside.

"Anthony!"

Farney was out of breath, "I can't believe it, at such an important moment, you..."

Anton froze for a moment, scratched his head, "What's wrong with me?"

"you……"

Faney forced himself to show a smile, and waved his hands, "You have a good rest, you must recharge your spirits."

What can I do, if I can't beat...

And members of the Fighting Club from the Durmstrang School of Magic will also come over, and this lovely classmate may be needed at that time, so don't dare to mess with it.

Anton gave them a strange look, "Yeah."

He walked towards the stairs a little tiredly, and could vaguely hear Farney's roar, "You all cheer me up, who can you count on? Reckless Gryffindor? Can't find a Ravenclaw with a name?"

"No!"

"You can't count on anyone, you can only count on yourself, you are Slytherin, proud Slytherin!"

After that, Anton didn't hear anything.

He lazily carried the toiletries to the bathroom, intending to take a comfortable bath.

"Human Transfiguration..."

Anton walked slowly thoughtfully. In fact, Transfiguration is Transfiguration. Humans can become animals, and animals can become humans. No big deal either.

It's just that on the way back just now, he always thought of the 'switch' inside the sub-dragon fat ball.

Add a limit to polymorph and it will be perfect.

He planned to concentrate on studying this next, and put a lock on Angara, otherwise such a rabbit suddenly turned into a girl, it would definitely kill him.

Or it could be said to be an intermediate state similar to 'subdragon species', 'big white bear', and 'Mr. Cordyceps sinensis'.

It also seems to be very stable.

"Intermediate state..."

Anton raised his eyebrows and whistled, thinking of rabbit ears and fluffy tail for some reason.

...

The European Interschool Quidditch League seems to be a very distant thing for Anton, and he has no interest in this activity at all.

However, he still underestimated the enthusiasm of these wizarding natives for this movement.

In other words, everyone is also very excited about the upcoming people from other schools.

It is said that the castle of Beauxbaton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is a palace, as well as a breathtaking manor. The most famous alumni are the couple Nicolas. It is also said that this school in France is very authoritative. They don't have colleges, but they have lower grades and upper grades. There is a strict hierarchy.

It is said that the castle of the Durmstrang School of Magic has only four floors, but the school occupies a very large area. Of course, the most famous thing is the school's attitude towards black magic, which is more tolerant and open. It's just that they have a former student Grindelwald, and they don't recruit Muggle-born children. The combination of the three makes the image in front of outsiders not so good.

"Karkaroff won't come, and neither will Maxim."

At noon, everyone gathered in Professor McGonagall's dormitory again to study the treatment of Mr. Urquhart, and it was inevitable to mention this topic during the break.

Snape nodded, indicating that he had also received a letter from Headmaster Dumbledore. He looked at Anton with a sneer on his face, "Werewolves experience candy? This matter is not that simple. The International Federation of Wizards has repeatedly expanded the scale of the discussion. A while ago, it called all the ministers of the Ministry of Magic of various countries. Now even the magic school The principal is gone."

Anton blinked in amazement, to be honest, he had even forgotten about it!

Old Si sneered, "You should be glad that your headmaster is Professor Dumbledore. If it were Karkaroff, you would either be questioned by everyone in the International Federation of Wizards, or you would be directly imprisoned by the Ministry of Magic. Interrogation in prison."

"Body Transfiguration isn't some exaggerated magic, right?" Anton expressed his incomprehension. "Werewolves are not uncommon. I just made a small breakthrough."

The old wizard chuckled, "The key is that your potion can transform Muggles, understand? Muggles!"

"This is no longer a matter of the Wizarding Secrecy Act."

"Not Muggles!" Anton shook his head seriously. "Although people who don't know magic are regarded as Muggles, many of them are actually people of wizarding blood."

"These people will have wizard descendants at any time, which shows that their own wizard blood is not too thin, but they can't see many magical creatures, they are just weaker squibs."

"The relationship between magic power..."

Anton froze suddenly in the middle of speaking, his eyes lit up, and pointed at the 'Mr. Cordyceps', "What's the status of the magic power on him now?"

"I'm not talking about the poisonous tentacles. Everyone has been studying the poisonous tentacles these days. It seems that we haven't paid attention to his own magic power?"

"You know, he is from a pure-blooded family, theoretically the bloodline will be stronger."

Professor McGonagall frowned. Although her mother was from a pure-blood family and her husband was also from a pure-blood family, she never minded letting others know how proud she was of her Muggle father's blood.

"Anthony, a pure-blood family doesn't mean anything, and the theory of pure-blood supremacy is just a lie of careerists!"

As she said that, she also glared at Snape, thinking that this Death Eater teacher must have taught some bad things to the students.

The corners of Snape's eyes twitched, his face was innocent, how could Merlin's beard teach Anton these things, he doesn't even believe it now, okay?

He didn't believe it himself! (If you get a chance to retort, do so loudly.)

"actually……"

Anton stretched out his hand weakly, "I don't think pure-blood families are supreme, but pure-blood families do have one more bloodline system than ordinary wizards."

Seeing the bewildered faces of everyone, he danced and gestured, "Actually, although everyone calls it a pure-blooded family, those born in this family are the least pure-blooded. They are no longer pure wizard blood, and have some other creatures The lineage of information."

"Well, let's put it this way."

"Professor Dumbledore, people in their family are often accompanied by the phoenix and the phoenix. This powerful magical animal is almost equivalent to a cheat given by blood?"

"Or the Weasley you are all more familiar with, who is good at inventing and creating, right? Needless to say the situation of my uncle Arthur, my cousin Bill, who has excellent grades, has been a prefect and the president of the student union. My cousin Brother Charlie, although his grades are not as good as Bill's, his Quidditch talent is extremely high, and Percy, George, Fred..."

Anton shrugged, "Don't you think that the talents of this family are better than ordinary people?"

"Biologically there is a strange lineage maintained."

In fact, Anton had an evil idea.

Perhaps these wizards were more or less influenced by the blood of some magical animals in ancient times.

As for how to affect it, there are too many ways, such as Transfiguration, which can turn magical animals into humans, or humans into magical animals.

Of course, sometimes, the European wizarding world still has some more outrageous hybrid methods.

There are two more chapters, in codewords.