Chapter 475 Because I'm Your Student

Anton was lucky enough to have some amazing teachers.

For example, Lockhart's top-notch Oblivion Curse control technique can even make a powerful wizard have no doubt about his altered memory.

And this method of change is closely related to Lockhart's literature class.

Like Lockhart said—you need a little bit of emotional resonance, a little bit of unfettered imagination, a little bit of down-to-earth grounding.

Only in this way can it be seamless.

There is a counter-curse to the Forgetting Charm, but if you don't know that you have been cast on the Forgetting Charm, then there is no way to start a targeted counter-curse.

According to Professor Lockhart, in the brain research hall in the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic, there are some ways to check the Forgetting Charm, but no one will completely open their hearts and open up all their memories for no reason. Others went to check.

The effect is better than the Imperius Curse, and it is not illegal.

Although not breaking the law does not mean it is legal, but Anton does not have such a high moral awareness.

He will also miss another super awesome professor.

Professor Quirrell.

With a simple deformed rope in one hand, he insisted on creating a magical pulling rope spell.

This spell is not simple. At that time, the trolls made a scene at Hogwarts, and Professor Quirrell and Professor Snape rushed to the secret room where the Sorcerer's Stone was stored at the same time. What happened later...

Professor Quirrell was unharmed, and Professor Snape's foot was bitten by a three-headed dog, which is very telling.

At the same time, the pull rope spell extremely restrained the giant, and Professor Quirrell easily captured a giant to serve as Dumbledore's guard for the Philosopher's Stone. You know, giant monsters are ranked 4X dangerous magical animals together with centaurs, griffins, invisible monsters, horse-shaped water monsters, thestrals, and phoenix phoenixes.

Especially the one that Quirrell caught was the most powerful mountain monster among the monsters.

"There are three types of trolls, mountain trolls, river trolls, and forest trolls." Anton looked at the surging waves and told all the details about trolls. He couldn't help recalling the past images in his mind.

"It seems that you have learned well." Old Ronaldo nodded with a smile. "Although the river monster can simply control the water flow and have a great impact on the sailing of ships, as long as it masters the corresponding counter-curse, it is nothing to be afraid of."

"In the face of such a huge monster, the wizard must first overcome the fear in his heart. It is twelve feet tall (3.6 meters) and has infinite strength. Tsk tsk tsk, to be honest, anyone who sees it will be scared."

(There are pictures)

As the boat sailed in from the mouth of the river, the strange rocks on both sides of the river came into view, and the huge wind shook the boat. As far as the eye could see, there were strange rocky reefs like devil's fangs everywhere on the river.

"This is the protection magic arranged by the Ministry of Magic. In the Muggle world, this is the famous Devil's Estuary, the legendary gate to hell. Occasionally, some greedy fishermen risk their lives to fish here."

Old Ronaldo took out a piece of dried mango from his pocket and bit hard, "Don't think those are illusions, they are all real landform transformations."

As the ship ran aground on a beach, the dark wizards in the banquet hall downstairs came out in a daze, "What happened?"

Then, the six big black wizards walked down the ladder with serious expressions, followed by more than a hundred black wizards.

In the crowd, some people called for friends, and before they knew it, nearly three hundred black wizards gathered behind the six big black wizards.

Old Ronaldo couldn't help but tighten his grip on the railing, "I thought it would be more than thirty at most, which was enough before, but I didn't expect..."

Anton nodded vigorously, "I didn't expect the mysterious man's appeal to be so terrifying that he could summon almost all the dark wizards in the country."

Old Ronaldo glanced at Anton, thought for a while, and nodded seriously, "Yes, damn the mysterious man!"

He took a deep breath, and tremblingly took out a metal stick that looked like a pen from his pocket.

"I never thought that there would be a chance to use this thing in the years after the mysterious man's downfall. Even if everyone knows that the current situation is too chaotic..."

Hold the two ends of the stick with both hands, and twist a certain frequency forward and backward quickly with different strengths, and finally break it into two pieces with a strong force.

Anton froze for a moment, "What is this?"

"The map marks the location, the most dangerous warning, and other Aurors will see a flashing asterisk on the magic map."

Old Ronaldo looked at the stick in his hand with some exclamation.

"This magic item has more than 20 kinds of signals, which represent various information. I will give you a special course on this in the future."

"For example, now, the signal I provide is - highly dangerous, a large number of wizards, no top wizards, optional control."

"Then the corresponding information will be displayed on the map of the Auror office, and Director Scrimgeour will make corresponding judgments and arrangements."

Old Ronaldo stuffed the stick back into the pocket of his suit jacket, "Let's go, usually this kind of signal will have 10 minutes to arrange, and they will use the positioning provided by this stick, according to the Floo network or apparition. Go to a nearby stronghold and deploy the siege."

He shrugged helplessly, "Fudge told me to take the opportunity to cut off half a mandrake, and then call the Auror office. Now this situation seems unfeasible. I can't just sit and watch them kill the river troll here. and mandrakes."

Anton blinked, "Director Scrimgeour doesn't know what we are going to do?"

Old Ronaldo chuckled, "He thought it was just an ordinary investigation of a gathering of dark wizards. Usually nothing can be found out about this kind of thing, so he should think that I brought you out to see the world."

"I guess they are jumping around and scolding mothers in the office now."

Anton keenly discovered a very magical tradition of the Ministry of Magic-throwing pots.

The boss of the department is responsible for the work of the minister, the younger brother of the department is responsible for the work, and the boss of the department is responsible for the blame.

As long as the younger brothers act in accordance with the law, then only the boss of the department can be responsible for this pot.

"It seems that I should first learn the laws and departmental rules that our Aurors follow?" Anton looked thoughtfully at Master Auror.

Old Ronaldo looked at Anton in surprise, "I only realized this in the seventh year of being an Auror. How could you react so quickly?!"

Anton straightened his collar, with a serious face, "The most important thing for an Auror is procedural justice, which is taught by my dear Auror master."

Old Ronaldo froze for a moment, and whistled, "It seems that you will be a great Auror, haha, Anton, there are so many information that make people despair."

Anton raised his eyebrows, "The number of members in the Auror office has always been small. If the regulations exceed the number understood by normal people, there must be a lot of room for flexibility."

"Elastic space?" Old Ronaldo was stunned again, took out dried mango from his pocket and bit it vigorously, muttering, "Oh~ God, what have I been doing all my life, Anton, you really make me feel I'm stupid myself. I've been known in the department for being smart and slick."

"Because I'm your student." The little wizard smiled brightly, his delicate and neat white teeth gleaming in the morning sun.