Chapter 438 Immersed in the Ocean of Knowledge

Past lives represent the past, not ongoing time.

That is to say, it is impossible for Anton to be immersed in the past with all his thoughts. He is different from the past in some respects.

For example, in his previous life, he longed for financial freedom, having money and leisure, sleeping until dark on a super-large luxury bed in a spacious villa, doing nothing, not even traveling.

After time travel, some things have quietly changed.

Anton inexplicably has the consciousness of "treating money like dung". Yes, since time travel, he has never worried about money, nor has he been greedy for money.

I even hate money a little bit, and I don't know why.

However, the dream of longing for a dead house in the previous life has now become a restlessness.

Want to try everything.

Even going to Azkaban to be imprisoned was an interesting experience.

So his trouble now is - he doesn't know what to do next.

He is like a glutton who can never get enough to eat. The manuscript of the book "Dumbledore's Wisdom" has not been completed yet, and he starts to worry about what to do after finishing it. Bah, he is looking for the meaning of life .

It is a very interesting thing to sort out the manuscripts. All the knowledge I sorted out by myself collided with the wisdom of Dumbledore who compiled the thesis.

Always give him too much inspiration.

Magic is a very interesting thing. Magic power arises from the heart, moves with the heart, and reflects a person's heart.

Like Transfiguration.

Generally speaking, there are two types of transfiguration, one is inward human body transfiguration, and the other is outward (to the world) transfiguration.

What's interesting here is that Grindelwald, like Anton, is a transfiguration technique that explores inwardly, and they are even more capable of digging - what do I want.

And Dumbledore is the transfiguration that expands outward, and he will dig out-what impact can I bring to the world.

The universe and me, me and the universe—this is Anton's classification of all the papers after combing through Dumbledore's manuscript again.

When categories appear, everything becomes clear.

The "Dumbledore's Wisdom" that Anton completed before can probably be classified as "the universe and me".

And the ones he doesn't understand can probably be classified as 'me and the universe'.

As for the last ones that are really incomprehensible, Anton can probably guess that this is a transfiguration technique that breaks through the limitations of 'me' and 'universe'.

Unified classification into the third volume - "Master".

"Hmm..." Anton scratched the fat ball squatting beside the desk with the end of the quill, "Actually, it shouldn't be called 'Masters', it should have a theme, but at my current level, it doesn't matter at all. There's no way to tease out the gist of it."

"So be it."

He didn't get too hung up on this.

It only took two days, the first volume "The Universe and Me" was completely finished, and the third volume "Masters" was also directly stacked and listed.

The rest is the length of "Me and the Universe".

Starting from the simplest, if you don’t understand, you can ponder Dumbledore’s original manuscripts, as well as the headmaster’s collection that Lockhart opened to him, and sometimes go to the school library to find various books for reference.

In this way, time passed quietly.

During this period, Lockhart came over once, as if he was going to do some kind of interview, as a way for the "Hogwarts Weekly" to open up the situation. Anton narrated a bunch of professional knowledge, and Lockhart was prevaricated to help supplement the others.

"I'm interviewing you!" Lockhart was stunned.

Anton raised his head from the book and spread his hands, "Oh, we all know that you can expand a novel with this knowledge, let alone write a report, you can."

"Let me make up...not...let me lie...Oh, Merlin's beard, what am I talking about." Lockhart waved his hands, and finally stopped to look at Anton, "I just write?"

Anton looked at him with a smile, "You are a professional."

"Hahaha, of course." Lockhart seemed to enjoy Anton's compliment, grabbed his notebook and couldn't wait to go back.

As for what was finally written in the newspaper, Anton didn't know and didn't read it.

never mind.

None of his business.

But it should be a strong response and full of positive meaning. Lockhart came to the cabin again with thousands of readers' replies.

"Oh, Anton, look, this is a famous master, he praises you..."

Anton looked up from the manuscript helplessly, "Principal Lockhart..."

"Oh, don't, don't call me that." Lockhart looked around nervously and whispered, "Call me Editor-in-Chief Aibo."

"Okay, Principal Lockhart." Anton pointed to a mountain of letters beside him and sighed. "It's impossible for me to read these, and I'm not interested in them."

"You don't understand!" Lockhart looked excited, "Dealing with letters from readers is the most important thing for a novelist, oh, look, look, this is the recipient of the Order of Merlin, Second Class, he is almost Praise you to heaven."

"Okay, okay." Anton pursed his lips, "Otherwise, you should stop reading, and I will take care of these replies, okay?"

Lockhart was stunned for a moment, "Aren't you excited? Merlin's beard, this is the praise of countless people."

Anton just blinked at him.

"Okay..." Lockhart felt helpless, picked up his small suitcase and put on his hat, "You remember to deal with it."

Anton nodded obediently.

So, after Lockhart left, Anton curled his lips and snapped his fingers lightly.

Boom~

The flames filled the air.

In an instant all the letters turned into a mountain of fire, and the fire followed some kind of wind channel, and all the debris and heat flowed out of the window.

"Oh, I have one more thing..." Lockhart pushed open the door again, looked at the huge flame with wide eyes, looked at Anton with an innocent face, and swallowed.

Lao Luo's shocked expression was too exaggerated, which made Anton feel embarrassed. Everyone maintained a stalemate for almost two minutes, and finally all the ashes and flames of the letters disappeared along the air duct.

"Principal Lockhart, what else do you need?"

grunt.

Lockhart gripped the doorknob hard, not to look too nervous, but...

The familiar scene in front of me!

What the hell am I!

"Haha, haha, I want to remind you to pay attention to rest, ahaha, then I'm leaving."

Before Anton could say anything, the door was slammed shut, and the sound of Lockhart's hurried footsteps gradually faded away.

"baffling."

Anton picked up a glass of juice on the table and took a sip, then continued to bury his head in the manuscript.

The world is noisy and disturbing. Except for going to class and eating, Anton is immersed in the manuscript and cannot extricate himself.

In a trance, George and Fred excitedly said in the cabin that they were going to start the final.

In a daze, Anna returned to school and said that the family training was over.

In a trance, the shouts from the Quidditch pitch opposite the Black Lake drifted here with the wind.

Anton took a sip from his cup and continued writing.

"Huh?"

He picked it up and took another sip, but it wasn't Hannah's juice. When did the tea in the cabin change?

You know, these British people like sweetness very much. Except for a fruit juice with a taste of Pu’er tea and a little bit of bitterness, the other friends said that the great juice Anton felt was too sweet.

And the cup in front of me is just right.

He raised his head in astonishment, and found that Anna was sitting in front of a laboratory table in the corner of his laboratory, fiddle with some machine.

Judging from the scattered parts on the table, it seems that Anna has not been here for a short time.

Seeing Anton looking over, Anna grinned shyly.

Anton raised his eyebrows and immersed himself in the sea of ​​manuscripts again.

In a trance, it seems that Professor Dumbledore is coming, oh, it should be Grindelwald, Anton can feel the inexplicable 'confusion spell', and Dumbledore's strangeness to Anna.

Lao Ge came over to see Anton's progress, and asked if he needed any advice.

Then, it seemed, Aberforth came too.

He seemed to be asking about the Horcruxes. Anyway, after Lao Ge and Aberforth had a quarrel beside them, the two old men pushed each other and left the hut.

Anton raised his head in doubt, looked around in a daze, and continued to lower his head to immerse himself in the ocean of knowledge.