Chapter 37 Mr. Lupine and Miss Ilsa

Anton's room is located in the southeast, which is the master bedroom of this house.

There is a spacious bedroom, a bathroom that is not too big but enough for a bath, and a cloakroom that is not much different from the bedroom.

Anton didn't have many clothes, and the big wardrobe in the bedroom was enough.

It has been converted into a study.

The bookshelves are full of various materials.

With these months of study and research, Anton's handwritten parchment almost caught up with the materials of the old wizard.

A large hand-drawn drawing was hung on the wall.

The old wizard started a new round of lessons, "Before I explained to you the basics about potions, now let's start a new lesson full of mystery."

He waved his arm proudly, "A potion knowledge course that only Fiennes in the world understands."

Fiennes is the name of the old wizard, and Anton is full of expectations for this.

"The configuration cost of the wizard's eye potion is too high, otherwise you should drink the potion and listen to my class."

He pointed to the hand-painted drawings, "During this period of time, I drank a few times during Lupine's treatment, and saw the magic image inside the werewolf's body. So, will the potion also have a magic image?"

"some!"

The old wizard looked mysterious, "This magical image is dynamic. For example, when the leech in the picture is alive, its image looks like this, in a very stable state."

"When we mash it, it becomes another kind. The most interesting thing is that the emotions brewing in your heart when you mash it will affect its character."

Anton came to his senses instantly, and exclaimed, "This is the same process as releasing a spell!"

"That's right." The old wizard chuckled, "The leech absorbs the lucky potion, it seems that it just puts the lucky potion into the leech, but in this process, if the manipulator has evil thoughts and extreme malice, then he can release it again. The potion of luck will become fraught with unknown dangers."

"Concocting potions is casting spells."

"So, little bastard, remember the first lesson I gave you? The root of our spellcasting."

Anton's eyes were full of light, "The wizard is a god, and the wizard's will commands everything."

The old wizard solemnly put his head on his neck, straightened his face, and said solemnly, "This is also the basis of Fiennes' potion theory."

"Teacher, you are a genius!"

"Quack quack..."

...

The magic lines on the door lit up, and a gap was quietly opened.

The big snake's letter hesitated and crawled out from the gap.

The twelve-foot (3.6-meter) body continuously crawled on the ground, and its dexterous tail gently lifted the doorknob of the next door, revealing a gap.

The big snake got in.

There is a huge high bed in this room, and on the bed lies a burly but short figure, Pedro the Fairy.

The big snake stared at the goblin for a long time, then turned and left.

Then, it crawled forward again and opened a door again.

This room looks very warm, with a faint fragrance. On the dressing table on the window sill, there is a glass bottle embossed with an angel, with a bouquet of fresh flowers inserted in it. Under the sunlight, the water droplets on it shone with colorful halos.

There was no one in the room, just an open suitcase on the ground.

The big snake swam over and stuck its head into the suitcase.

The capacity in the box is very large, and it looks like a huge mechanical factory inside. A small body controls a large gantry crane to move a huge mechanical structure above the machine.

Then, the girl put on dragon leather gloves, dragged out an oversized wrench from the shelf, climbed up to the eight-meter-high shelf, and locked the big nuts firmly with her body.

Sweat dripped down the ends of her black hair, and the girl wiped it off, leaving a smudge of oil on her face.

Her expression was extremely focused and serious.

It was like the snake head poking into the suitcase in mid-air, staring at her so focused and serious.

...

In such an early morning, everyone seemed extremely motivated.

In front of the mirror, Lupine combed his hair with water gel and dabbed a little moisturizer on his face.

Then, he picked up the perfume and sprayed some lightly on his body, picked up the well-made cashmere woolen coat from the hanger, and put it on.

Lupine looked at himself in the mirror with a strange expression.

this person……

So strange.

But like Anton said, it doesn't seem too bad.

He smiled slightly and said to the figure in the mirror, "New life, new life, isn't it?"

He made a funny expression to himself, smiled, walked to the big oak table opposite the bed, turned off the power of the TV series, and carefully took out the discs from the DVD player and put them into a special plastic box .

Only then did he pick up a delicate alloy lion-head walking stick from the corner, straightened his chest, raised his head, and walked out of the room with an elegant demeanor trained by Anton and Anna.

Go out from the back door of the building, come to the lobby on the first floor, and go up the stairs, which is their company's office.

Chadha Information Consulting Company.

There is a row of semi-partitioned spaces in the corner, and an employee sits in each cubicle, and several phones are placed in front of them.

These information collectors are constantly answering and answering phone calls, recording the information in the book, and some even make two calls at the same time.

The two female colleagues kept bringing the files they put aside to their desks for storage and sorting them out, and assigned them to the information processors at the desk in the middle of the hall.

Everyone is busy.

Someone saw Lupin, greeted him quickly, and left quickly with the documents in his arms.

Apparently, the company is up and running.

These people are elites recruited by the company from all walks of life. They only need a leader who can bring them hope, and they can explode with unlimited potential.

Anton was right, in fact, there wasn't much he needed to do.

For example, when encountering things, there should be no panic or anxiety, be graceful, calm and calm, and keep smiling.

Then convene all the people, hold a meeting, and let them discuss the solution by themselves.

I just need to decide on the most promising plan among them.

It's simple, isn't it?

Lupine cheered himself up, nodding and smiling at the people along the way.

Finally, he reached his own manager's office.

However, not long after he sat down, someone knocked lightly on the wooden door of the office, and when he looked up, it was the troublesome Ilsa.

Lupine tensed up instantly.

Anton had said that this man was the only wizard in the company, and he deliberately took advantage of the full moon night to test himself yesterday, and even called the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic.

He tightly grasped the hand on the armrest of the chair, resisting the urge to run away.

Smile, try to smile.

"Good morning, Miss Ilsa."

The young and beautiful girl put a cup of fragrant coffee on the table, and looked at him a little fawningly, "Mr. Lupine, good morning."

She clasped the light white fingers of both hands, obviously a little nervous, "There was a little accident yesterday..."

Lupine let out a deep breath.

Elegantly raised her hand to support the table, supported her side face, and said with a smile, "It's okay, just work hard."

Perfect!

He perfectly reproduced Anton's posture and voice, and he did it!

As expected, the company's lean elite will breathe a sigh of relief and go back to work.

Yes, Anton analyzed it in this way.

But apparently something went wrong.

Ilsa didn't leave, she just smiled sweetly, showing cute little canine teeth and a small dimple on one side.

"So, Mr. Lupine, can we have dinner together tonight?"

"what?"

"Isn't it possible?" Ilsa's beautiful blond hair trembled in the wind, and the jewel-like blue-green eyes were misty, and those eyes seemed to say——Are you just not going to forgive me?

Good guy, Lu Ping, a ten thousand-year-old nerd, is no match for such a high-ranking player. For a moment, he panicked.

"me……"

Ilsa blinked and fluttered her long eyelashes, "Then we'll make a deal."

With that said, he twisted the waist of the water snake and left.

Lupine was still at a loss, "I...I..."

How to do?

Anton, where are you?