Chapter 411: Worthy of the Title of Master

To be honest, Anton is not a god, he can control so many potion changes at the same time, and can temporarily research new potion formulas.

All of this is just a little improvement in the control of magic power brought by the twin souls.

So his idea was to find a suitable potion formula in his memory.

After much deliberation, it was developed using almost the same potion materials, and they were all the formulas of this set of human body transformation that I had figured out by myself.

He hesitated for a moment, and looked up at the countless wizards in the stands.

At a time like this, wouldn't it be too exciting to turn a Muggle into a wizard?

He just wanted to have some fun, not a brain-dead man. To do such a thing at such a time would definitely have too much impact.

It's better to play it safe and get the twelfth improved version of the 'Heart-piercing Decoction'.

Well, this should not scare these people.

Maybe.

Soon, the Aurors brought that family of Muggles to the round platform, yo ho, I didn't expect to be acquaintances.

A tall and burly middle-aged fat man, wearing a suit, with a clean chin and a thick beard on his lips, looked at everyone in the stands with trepidation.

A tall, thin, middle-aged woman with a long neck and a nervous look, she hugged her chubby son's arm tightly with one hand and grabbed her husband's palm with the other.

She raised her head and looked around, and could see that her eyes were so hot, she finally fixed her gaze on Snape, and soon lowered her head with a complex expression.

"Hey, Dudley."

Anton looked at the family with interest, "Mr. Dursley, I thought you would hate wizards."

Vernon Dursley smiled with some difficulty, looked at the striped suit on Anton's body, was a little surprised, and tried his best not to look so nervous, "Oh, Antonin, there are always some accidents in life. Looks great, doesn't it?"

Anton smiled slightly, "Oh~ I like your words. But my name is not Antonin, I am Anthony, or you can just call me Anton."

"Ah!" Vernon Dursley's face turned red, and he quickly bowed and apologized, "I'm sorry, I misremembered your name."

Anton smiled and waved his hands, not minding.

"You know each other?" Fudge looked at Anton in surprise.

"Oh, of course, he's the uncle of my uncle's good friend's son."

"..." Fudge's eyes widened. What kind of outrageous relationship is this?

"He's Harry Potter's uncle."

"Oh~haha, I understand when you say that, Harry Potter..." Fudge exclaimed as if reacting, "Harry Potter!"

He took a breath, looked at the Dursleys, and then at Kingsley, the Auror who was in charge of the matter.

Kingsley also looked astonished, "I, I just randomly picked one from the list of Muggle insiders provided by the minister's office, I don't know."

Hehe, do you think I believe it?

Fudge couldn't help but glance at Dumbledore, hehe, idiot, you thought it was Dumbledore who told you to do this kind of thing, right? But, this person may not necessarily be Dumbledore.

He hated this kind of extravagance from the bottom of his heart. Under such circumstances, many people would think that this Muggle family was arranged by himself.

hateful!

Why are all these subordinates of the Ministry of Magic disobedient, each of them has to do their own things, and then let themselves take the blame!

It's very fucked up.

Sure enough, the stands exploded.

It was at this time that everyone realized, yes, the relatives of the savior are Muggles.

In these days of intense debate about Muggle wizarding, such a delicate message is all too sensitive.

It is so sensitive that many people can't help thinking about it.

At this moment, I saw Anton saying something to Fudge, and Fudge drew out his wand and waved it while chanting.

After a while, the entire courtroom suddenly gave the illusion of being upside down. With just a slight shake, all the surrounding walls and ceiling disappeared, the wind howled, and the clouds filled in from the side of the building, which was icy cold.

High in the sky, a round of cold and bright moon sprinkled the moonlight.

The werewolf who was sluggish in the iron cage suddenly roared and slammed into the cage frantically. The huge wolf's mouth protruded from the middle of the railing, and mucus dripped between the sharp and interlaced canines.

"Ah~~~"

The Dursleys screamed and took several steps back.

To be honest, let alone Muggles, even wizards have many people who are afraid of this kind of beast that looks extremely ferocious. The tyrannical ferocity, the kind of anger that wants to tear everything down, makes everyone frown head.

Among the crowd, Lupine sighed and closed his eyes sadly.

Although he had already seen the warmth and coldness of the world clearly, he felt almost suffocated when he saw everyone's attitude towards werewolves so directly, and it was the performance of these people at the top of the wizard.

He came from human beings, went to the werewolf clan, and returned to the wizard because of Anton's treatment, but he couldn't help but regard werewolves as his own kind.

No!

Werewolves are like wizards, they're just sick!

I only hope that Anton's treatment in front of everyone this time can make everyone accept the reality that werewolves are a treatable disease.

Yes, as long as such a point of view is accepted, all werewolves who have been healed can return to wizards.

I've been a werewolf for a long time, and I really don't want to be recognized by wizards so much. I feel so unwilling in my heart. Why, why should I work so hard, just to not be discriminated against by you?

Lupine took a deep breath. As the leader of the werewolf group, he knew very well that treating werewolves was just the most difficult beginning. If we really wanted to let the werewolves return to the wizard group smoothly, he couldn't do much with his status as a school professor. .

What's more, he can only teach for too long.

Before long, he will have to resign.

He didn't know what to do next, and sometimes Ilsa would laugh at herself, always inexplicably shouldering some responsibilities that didn't belong to her, as if he was the savior.

sigh.

The moonlight diffuses like yarn.

With a light scoop of the magic power, it seemed as if the veil was grasped in the palm of the hand and gently thrown into the crucible.

I saw Anton waving his wand, and all the processed potions flew into the crucible one by one. In the end, only three crucibles were left burning and boiling in midair.

ding ding ding~

The three test tubes floated up, and the potion in the crucible also floated up and was automatically sealed.

A bottle of medicinal liquid showed a dreamy purple color, and countless dark green stars were swimming in the medicinal liquid.

A bottle of blue potion seemed to be boiling continuously, countless bubbles emerged from the bottom of the bottle, and turned into streaks of milky clouds glowing green in the upper half of the bottle. There are drops of blue liquid medicine.

A bottle of red potion looked like a living thing, and the liquid was swimming around in the bottle quickly, colliding and exploding red spray.

"Everyone."

Anton looked at everyone in the stands, "The purple potion is the fourth edition of the 'Distortion Potion' in the book, and it can completely cure Wolfsbane."

Following his introduction, the bottle of purple potion floated towards the stands, paused for a moment in front of each wizard, and then automatically floated in front of another wizard.

"The blue potion is the eighth edition of 'Werewolf Experience Candy' in the book, 'Werewolf Experience Original Solution', it can be added to the raw materials of candies, such a bottle can make 150 candies."

"Of course, if the potion is not brewed well, maybe such a bottle of potion can only be effective by adding a lot of icing sugar and brewing it directly into a 'Werewolf Experience Candy'."

"I have stated this in the book. I hope everyone knows that I did not maliciously increase the cost of the 'Werewolf Experience Candy'. There is no such thing."

Anton waved his wand and let everyone take a closer look at the two bottles of potion in the stands.

He looked distressed, "There will always be some people who will misunderstand me and say that I use Wolf's Venom to dilute the blood. If it is so convenient, the werewolf experience candy will not be so expensive."

"In fact, everyone should regard this potion as a temporary transformation of the Animagus. It is my exploration of the field of transformation. I have clearly written the specific principles in the book."

"I believe everyone has prepared it according to it. You should know that I didn't lie, I didn't lie."

No one spoke.

Everyone stared blankly at the two bottles of magical potions that seemed to be full of fantasy, nonsense, of course everyone would want to try to make it.

But the cost of this thing is too expensive.

It is not affordable for ordinary wizards at all. Many so-called experts and masters who are working do not have the financial resources and channels to obtain these potion materials.

Speaking of Snape, without the support from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Wizardry behind him, he might not be able to get all these together.

Not to mention getting it together, many people can't make it.

Someone really concocted it...

Well, the finished potion concocted by many people...

Let's not talk about it, looking at the extremely beautiful potion in front of me, I really don't want to think about the things I made.

Needless to say whether it is real and effective, just concocting this potion is enough for Anthony Weasley to be called a master.

And still so young.

Second grade, such an outrageous age.

For a moment, everyone was in awe.