Chapter 451 You Make Me Difficult

After all, Anton began to write novels according to the framework that Lockhart made up.

This transfiguration, which was born out of Dumbledore's Transfiguration thesis and can defend against the death curse, disassembled all its basic theories and integrated them into the story.

In the same way, the things that have been encountered since time travel are disassembled and put into them.

Lockhart didn't start writing. He asked Anton to write by himself, and he coached beside him, such as where to add emotional rendering, where to speed up the pace, and where to restrain his desire to express.

As it was written, Anton also had more insights into this transfiguration, and would add it to the storybook.

"Everyone has their own style of writing, and there is also a style of writing that is difficult to describe in words." Lockhart sometimes said very mysteriously, "If I write it, some of my former fans will recognize that this book is my book. written."

"But this is your book."

"Writing style?" Anton looked at Lockhart suspiciously.

"Yes!" Lockhart shook the manuscript in his hand, "You can get a glimpse of the author's heart from the text, and reading is a kind of heart-to-heart resonance, Anton, I feel a kind of warmth towards the world from you. "

"Warmth?" Anton was completely confused. He was a programmer in his previous life, let alone his writing skills. Reading and writing essays were the most difficult moments in all exams.

What?

What the hell?

Can you tell that I have warmth in my heart?

Anton curled his lips, ignoring the flamboyant Lockhart, and continued to write.

Lockhart smiled slightly, and didn't talk about it anymore. He took the manuscript written by Anton and sat by the window sill, blowing the cool wind blowing from the black lake, watching quietly.

A few children upstairs seemed to be discussing something, which passed through this magical vine floor faintly, so vague that they could not be heard clearly.

A few birds chirping from the Forbidden Forest in the distance made this end of spring seem quiet and quiet.

Before you know it, night falls.

Before you know it, time flies.

Unknowingly, the Easter holiday ushered in the last two days.

Unknowingly, Anton finally finished the book "Anton's Adventure Story: Teach You to Prevent Killing Curse".

Yes, because the book incorporates too many real experiences and real emotions, Anton is no longer willing to use such a particularly weird and outrageous shocking party title as the title of the book.

At the same time, he controlled the ink to quickly smear on the remaining manuscript paper, and wrote "Dumbledore's Wisdom" that had already been in his mind.

He looked at the two thick books, filled with emotion, and gently pushed them in front of Lockhart.

"I'll give them to the school newspaper."

Lockhart flipped through the book in satisfaction, smelling the fragrance of ink on it, "Don't worry, I've picked some content and put it in the newspaper to warm up the new book, and I've already started doing it."

Anton stretched his waist, looked at the cabin suspiciously, "Hey, where are the others?"

"George and Fred went to the animal pen. It is said that the pudding they raised has achieved great results, but I don't understand it very well. I have already arranged for a small reporter to interview them."

"Neville and Hannah should go to discuss with the students and find out what elective courses everyone should choose in the third grade."

"Elective courses?"

Anton inexplicably felt as if he was in another world, his eyes widened suddenly, "Damn, I've been writing books this holiday, and I haven't had time to do my homework at all."

Oh, according to the usual practice, during dinner tonight, my younger brother Ron will come to ask me for my homework to copy.

only……

Anton could only express his deep regret.

But, electives?

He hesitated a little, Anton seldom hesitated, he was always decisive.

But he was really struggling with the subjects he had to study in the third grade.

There are five courses in total, and at least two must be selected. Anton's favorites are the 'Protection of Fantastic Beasts' and 'Muggle Studies'.

The other three subjects, one of which is 'Ancient Runes', Anton has already consulted the senior students, and knows that this course is actually only teaching the literacy and meaning of 'Runes', which Anton has studied a long time ago To such an extent that I don't want to waste this time.

But I wonder if this course will have more advanced content in the 'N.E.W.T. Enhancement Class'.

The other two are divination, 'arithmetic divination' and 'divination science'.

Anton is not interested in divination. According to Professor Trelawney in the original book, learning divination to become a prophet requires talent.

Anton didn't realize that he had such a talent. At most, he used the bionic spell to imitate the 'Grindelwald's eyes', and had a little bit of 'prophet' ability.

But not many, and the only one he managed to do was not so obvious.

And prophets and seers are not the same thing at all.

The last one is 'arithmetic divination', logically speaking, this is definitely the most suitable for me.

He was a programmer in his previous life, and his grades in mathematics have always been very good. With this foundation, he has an advantage among the many students who can't even figure out currency conversion.

Note: 1 Galleon = 17 Silver Sickles = 493 Copper Nats.

only……

He was actually quite resistant, thinking that learning this would always remind him of the horror scene when the programmer sat in front of the computer and messed with his brain.

He used his brain intensively for a month, plus working overtime, which caused him frequent insomnia.

Oh~ it's terrible.

Anton thought for a while, and planned to ask Professor Snape and Lupine before making a decision. As for the Principal Lockhart next to him, hehe, he is a scumbag. As for the old wizard Fiennes, it is even more outrageous, he has never been to school.

At this moment, there were footsteps outside the door, and after a while, someone knocked on the door of the hut.

"Come in, it's unlocked."

It was Aberforth who came in, holding Albus's "The World of Transfiguration" in the family library in his hand, which didn't look thick.

The book is made of extremely thick material, but it is still very thin. The upper and lower book covers plus the three inside.

Anton was very pleasantly surprised, concentration is the essence, especially this kind of writing for his family, it is definitely good material!

He rubbed his hands together and stood up, surprised to see someone coming in behind Aberforth.

"Dumbledore?"

Anton blinked, yes, this is Lao Deng, not the old Deng transformed by Grindelwald.

"Are you back? Is the world of the dead fun?"

Dumbledore smiled slightly, "That was really an interesting experience."

Aberforth turned around and glared at Dumbledore, walked over very unhappily, and put the book on the table in front of Anton, "Son, I must make it clear to you that before Albus donated it to Before the Hogwarts school was made public, the contents of it belonged to the Dumbledore family's secrets."

"You can open it, but you can't lend it to others."

"Oh, Aberforth." Dumbledore smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "It's nothing."

Aberforth broke away from his hand angrily, "If I live longer than you, I will give all the books and family inheritance to the offshoot of the Dumbledore family in Italy, don't expect me to give them To Hogwarts, I'm not as noble and great as you."

Dumbledore shrugged helplessly, "Okay, okay, you are the patriarch of the family, you have the final say."

Lockhart stood beside him a little excitedly, "Deng...Principal Dumbledore."

Dumbledore looked at him with a smile, "You've done a good job. I think I can fulfill my promise to let you serve as the vice-principal and the editor-in-chief of the school newspaper in my own capacity."

Lockhart looked surprised, "Great, I...I..."

He was too excited to speak, and suddenly Dumbledore smiled mischievously, "Someone is coming."

Speaking, Dumbledore put his hands on Aberforth, and the two disappeared at the same time.

Sure enough, after a while, someone visited the cabin again.

'Dumbledore'.

He walked in with a smile, "I feel it, everything is quietly on the right track, it's great."

'Dumbledore' looked at the two books on the table, and nodded with satisfaction, "I will initiate some relationships to help you promote the book as soon as possible."

"No, Gellert, I think I can do this myself."

'Dumbledore' turned around in astonishment, and found that Dumbledore suddenly appeared, and his younger brother Aberforth was guarding the gate with his wand, looking at him with a sneer.

"..."

There was a distorted face on his face, and Grindelwald restored his appearance, staring at Dumbledore's old cheeks, and sighed slightly, "Long time no see."

Dumbledore rubbed the weird ring on his finger, "Gellert, I think I told you before I left school, take care of yourself and Anton."

"seem……"

"You didn't follow my advice?"

"Not only did he become me to do a lot of things at the Ministry of Magic, but also sent Anton to the terrible place of Azkaban?"

Grindelwald sneered, "You don't have the right to question me in this manner, Albus, you gave me a chance because you didn't know where you went."

"Yeah, I gave you a chance." Dumbledore sighed, "I left on purpose, just to let Tom and the Death Eaters jump out, but your saints are too noisy, Death Eaters Instead, they hid."

"Gellert..."

Dumbledore looked into Grindelwald's eyes, "You make it difficult for me."

Anton, who was standing behind Grindelwald, looked at this scene with emotion. He had imagined the scene where these two people met officially in their true colors, but no matter which one it was, it was not such a tense appearance.

Perhaps this is the world of careerists, where personal emotions and everything you pay for your beliefs can always be easily distinguished.

only……

Anton looked at Grindelwald with his back to him, with his hands on his back, his head held high like a proud rooster, but that hand kept waving wildly at him, as if he was begging for something.

this……

Anton looked at the Elder Wand, one of the Three Hallows in his hand, in silence.

So, is it time to let yourself choose to stand in line? Choosing between Grindelwald and Dumbledore?

It's a personal matter, the code word will be released later tomorrow, I would like to apologize to the book friends, I'm really sorry.