Chapter 405 Will, Memory and Emotions

Back to this morning.

"Wizards are gods. This sentence is correct, but it is too broad."

With Anton transforming all the Death Eaters into Pyrenees with antlers, the fun game ended, but he didn't fall into that boring state again.

After he summed up his knowledge little by little, and with the enthusiastic help of the Death Eaters, everything became clear.

"The wizard's will, memory, emotion, and the angle of influence are completely different."

"But they complement each other."

"Floating Curse..." Anton raised his hand lightly, and there were several screams in the corridor of the prison, and everyone was controlled by the magic power to float.

"This should be mainly the influence of the will, and it represents the wizard's control over the magic power."

He shook his hand slightly.

bang bang~

There was a sound of falling to the ground, and soon, a Death Eater's mournful wailing echoed in the corridor, "You lunatic, you devil, you killed me, you killed me, I can't take it anymore. "

"Ahhhh~~ why ignore me, haha, come and kill me."

"Dolohov and Rookwood are both dead, that would kill me too..."

The hoarse cry almost collapsed, it was almost tears for those who heard it and sadness for those who heard it.

That's right, instead of waiting for the death that may come at any time, it's better to be killed directly, at least it's more enjoyable. This feeling of being killed every day, whether sleeping or waking up, is really desperate.

I have been imprisoned in Azkaban for more than ten years, I have survived the darkness, I have survived the dementors, and I have survived the back and forth news of the master's resurrection from the dead.

But now...

I can't stand it anymore.

"Woo woo woo..."

The Death Eater was crying, crying loudly, crying furiously.

At this moment, countless white spells of light, like mist, diffused from Anton's cell, and in just an instant, the entire prison seemed like a fairyland.

Of course, the Death Eaters are all Europeans, they don't know what this Wonderland thing is, they just want to laugh.

"Woooooooo..." The Death Eater was still crying in despair, and suddenly his eyes widened, "Here we go again!"

As soon as the words fell, he raised his head and laughed so long that the flowers and branches trembled, his eyes were filled with despair, and he wanted to find a dagger to plunge into his chest.

"Hahaha……"

The corridors of the prison were full of laughter and laughter.

Everyone is very happy.

"Tickle curse..." Anton was silent for a moment, "This is the leading role of emotion, triggering the subconscious happy memories of the subject with unique magic power, guiding these memories to generate emotions in the subconscious, and finally using these emotions to pry Unique magical power, so that the wizard himself can't help laughing."

"Although it is said that there is the participation of the element of memory, it is actually just a link in it."

"This spell focuses more on emotions."

"If you add the will of the floating spell."

Snapped.

He snapped his fingers lightly.

All of a sudden, all the Death Eaters floated up, laughing, dancing, and dancing in mid-air.

Now, everyone really had a happy smile on their faces, the kind of smile that came from the inside out, and even the eyes were full of joy.

They are completely controlled by will, no longer the kind of involuntary controlled by the curse.

"Finally, there is one more memory."

"Transfiguration obviously involves this field, memory, or information."

"They got my information about the great pyrenes with antlers, so they have the ability to transform this creature. The dementors got the information about the 'negative emotion aggregate', so they have the current ability. Wizards got the 'werewolf collective consciousness' Galaxy', so you can turn into a werewolf."

"What's interesting is that the memories of all intelligent beings jointly construct the concept of 'time' and 'collective consciousness galaxy'."

"As long as I research a spell, they cast it according to the spell I researched, and they can use it directly without delving into the principles inside."

"This is to use this spell to retrieve the information of the 'Galaxy of Collective Consciousness'."

As Anton muttered under his breath, all the Death Eaters began to grow long white hair.

Then retracted again.

After a while, another pair of antlers protruded from their heads, and everyone could feel something in their bodies rushing towards the antlers along their bodies.

Shrunk back again, emerged again, shrank back again...

In the end, Anton gently dispersed everything.

"Will, memory, emotion, these three items completely constitute the wizard's true self, and they are also the copied parts of the Horcrux."

"Voldemort can't feel love. In fact, the part of 'emotion' is missing, which eventually causes the extreme imbalance of the three elements."

"In particular, spells that require 'hate' will become spells that he is extremely good at, such as Avada Kedavra."

"That makes sense."

"Hehe, what a knife, it's just creating an imbalance."

Interesting cases like this are not just Voldemort.

Neville, whose memory had been damaged by his grandma's frenzied use of the Oblivion Charm, had created this imbalance.

He thus acquired a strong will!

See, that makes sense too, and everything fits together perfectly.

"So I just need to create this imbalance to maximize the effect of a certain spell." Anton looked up at the Dementor beside him, "You mean it?"

The dementor was silent.

"Oh, I almost forgot." Anton snapped his fingers to restore the close-fitting cage formed by the iron railing to its original shape, allowing the dementor to float out of it, "How about we try it?"

"You are actually a creature, a creature with a complete body and a torn soul. Are you created by the death curse?"

"Relying on the 'galaxy of negative emotions' to fill the incompleteness of your soul, no wonder no one can touch your soul, half of it is somewhere."

"No wonder you want to absorb happy memories. If you don't rely on these to balance the emotions in your body, I'm afraid it will completely destroy your will."

Boom~

Countless white lights emerged from Anton's body.

"Oh~~"

He yelled happily, "Casting the spell under imbalance really has this effect. It's really interesting, so I used the floating spell to make the Black Lake float. At that time, my will has exceeded this balance?"

"It's amazing, hahahaha..."

Anton couldn't speak anymore, the laughter flooded all his thoughts, and his whole body twitched from laughter.

The magic power produced by this imbalance is so terrifying, just for a moment, the whole body of the dementor feels as if it is going to be stuffed.

Its carrioned and scabbed hands braced Anton's shoulders, trying to keep himself away from the horrible monster, but it couldn't struggle.

It can only continue to sink, sink.

The black robe on it is turning white little by little, a kind of white with a hint of holiness, its hands are also recovering little by little, showing delicate and fair skin little by little.

I don't know how long it took, but the dementor's fingers completely turned into a human appearance. Not only that, it also grew a body below the waist, with a pair of white and fleshy feet protruding from the hem of the black robe.

The empty eye sockets and mouth also recovered little by little. A pair of eyeballs suddenly appeared in the eye sockets in the light, and the two rows of teeth that grew out were biting together, as if they were about to say something.

In the end, the dementor completely turned into a blonde girl in a white robe. She gave Anton a grateful glance, and with a bang, it turned into stars and dissipated into the air.

When Anton came to his senses, there was nothing in front of him.

But something interesting happened. He saw the 'galaxy of negative emotions' extending here, and a black robe was built in the real world little by little.

Maybe wait for some soulless shell to enter, and a dementor will appear again.

"So this is ah."

Anton was still immersed in the joy of the tickle curse, watching all these changes with a smile, watching the dementors swarming towards him.

Then the Aurors were alarmed by the strange situation.

Later, Fudge came too.

This feeling was so wonderful that Anton couldn't get rid of it. Finally, all the knowledge was digested and finally merged into the theory of "three elements of self".

Although it is only applied to the tickle spell now, Anton already has too many ideas.

By the way, this tickling spell is completely different from the original one, what spell should I replace it with?

"Crackling?"

"It doesn't seem to work. This spell has been given as the 'Happy Barbecue Curse' before."

"Why don't you change your tone?"

"It's like the Levitation Charm and the Summoning Buffalo Charm, one note away?"

"That should work."

Anton was carried by the Aurors to a separate meeting room, still muttering in a low voice.