Chapter 523 Hey, Brother, Wake Up!

Professor McGonagall and six experts called by the Ministry of Magic conducted a meticulous and thorough inspection on Scrimgeour, and finally announced that the "Werewolf Animagus" that opened a new chapter in history was a success.

Accompanied by the excited screams of the crowd, everyone was arranged to start learning the 'Werewolf Animagus'.

The Aurors are under the responsibility of the Ministry of Magic. For the students, a few professors discussed it and decided to do it in batches. With their one-on-one care, at least there will be no bad situations.

Oh, don't think that if Scrimgeour succeeds, other little wizards can follow suit completely.

Look at the usual performance of these little guys. In the potion class, sometimes they even put the wrong potion ingredients, make a mistake in the steps, and even get injured due to distraction. The professors dare not let these students do it by themselves. .

Anton wasn't idle either. There were so many experimental materials, bah, so many people were learning magic, so he could take a good look at it.

For example, body deformation.

Theoretically speaking, human beings have one side of other species in the world, and Animagus just helps to create one of them, allowing wizards to have two bodies of 'human' and 'animal' at the same time, with the function of switching at will .

But in practice, the Animagus deforms the human body, and the wounds in the animal form will also be reflected on the human body, and similarly, the wounds in the human form will also be reflected in the animal form.

Well, since it's actually the same body, the transformation process is extra interesting.

Especially the subtle changes in magic power during this period.

"It seems that you have made a great achievement." Dumbledore looked at everything in front of him with a smile.

Anton put down the wand in his hand, and remained silent, "Maybe it's because he feels that if he wants to integrate into this world and become a member of wizards, he should do something for wizards."

Dumbledore froze for a moment, looked at Anton in surprise, and smiled dumbly, "That's really good."

"I always thought that the sense of alienation in your heart will always exist. After all, wizards from Muggle families will also have this situation, let alone..." He didn't continue, just showing a "you understand" expression.

Anton pursed his lips, "People always change."

He didn't really want to talk about this topic with Dumbledore, "It is said that you have been with the International Federation of Wizards recently, because of the 'Muggle Squib' thing?"

Dumbledore sighed softly when he heard this, "Everything is messed up, and there is gossip everywhere."

As he said that, he blinked mischievously, "But Grindelwald's name is really useful. I have contacted some people in private, and they all expressed their loyalty to me. My situation is much better now than before."

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Anton's eyes twitched.

"If I remember correctly..." Dumbledore looked around and said in a low voice, "The Tom who appeared in the school infirmary last time was you, right?"

"..."

"How did you recognize it?"

"Well, I know Tom too well, you may not understand him, if it was him at that time, he would definitely have given me a death curse in front of everyone." Dumbledore smiled softly, "You must understand my joy in bearing someone else's name, oh, the feeling of not being able to tell others is really suffocating."

"Professor Dumbledore, have you realized that you seem to have some personality...well, or a change in the way things happened?" Anton's expression became strange.

"I died once." Dumbledore spread his hands. "At that time, Lupine was preparing for the resurrection ceremony. Professor Fiennes once came to persuade me that death is not an easy thing. It will change people."

"I didn't quite understand it at the time, but I probably understand it a little bit now."

"Including you, Anton, you also died once, a few years ago, right?"

Anton didn't answer him.

He seemed to be lost in thought, as if a little bit of inspiration had quietly jumped into his mind.

"It's thinking!"

"Thinking is free from the shackles of the body, yes, it must be like this, thinking is no longer using the body to call memory, no longer be affected by the body, yes, such as the influence of hormones, endocrine, etc., the emotions it produces, the will it condenses , it becomes pure!"

Anton's eyes sparkled, his brain was working fast, and countless related memories automatically jumped into his mind in an instant, "Professor Voldemort, if he had a body, he would definitely be different, Professor Dumbledore, you should pay attention to this. "

Dumbledore rolled his eyes, took out a small metal box from his pocket, opened it, took out a pile of cockroaches and threw it into his mouth, "Everyone is counting on me to deal with Tom, as if it's my responsibility to take care of him Same."

"That's right..." Old Deng sighed, "Aside from me, a centenarian, who else can you count on?"

He glanced at Anton, "You are very interesting, and you have a lot of affection for people you care about. I'm afraid you don't want to deal with Tom?"

Anton just grinned, raised his eyebrows, grabbed a pile of cockroaches from the iron box in Lao Deng's hand, and threw it into his mouth.

"Oh, you nasty kid, don't try to grab my candy."

Old Deng glared at Anton, quickly covered the box, and stuffed it into the pocket of his wizard robe.

"Professor Voldemort, Professor Voldemort, you are so affectionate." He winked in a strange way.

At this moment, there was a scream in the distance.

I saw that Neville was rapidly expanding and growing, reaching a height of 4 meters. His body was like a mountain, with a terrifyingly huge werewolf head, and a strong body covered by thick wolf hair. They all quickly moved away in fear.

Dumbledore's face changed, and he quickly drew out the old wand and walked up.

"..."

Anton didn't move, he knew that Neville was fine, this child had an extremely frightening tenacity in 'will', and at the same time, because of being cast too many 'forgetting spells' in childhood, both 'memory' and 'thinking' were impaired. Something went wrong, and according to Professor Voldemort, this imbalance will definitely create powerful magic.

only……

"Professor Voldemort..."

"Screaming affectionately..."

Anton looked down at the ground, and kicked some small stones on the ground silently.

Lao Fu is indeed a big villain, but he seems to be really kind to himself. As a professor, he has indeed done his best.

"Roar~"

Neville raised his head to the sky and roared furiously, as if he was suppressing extreme madness in his emotions. It was a sadistic desire, and the huge wolf's eyes were bloodshot.

"Damn, you actually ignored the influence of practicing the Cruciatus Curse, a black magic!" Anton raised his head in astonishment, two magic eyes lit up, one turned into a colorful vortex, and the other turned into azure blue, observing carefully.

I saw Neville's body tense, his fists clenched, like a huge bowstring, full of vigor and ferocity, he raised his head to face the white moon, "Aww~~~~"

Howling, howling, a pair of huge antlers are growing rapidly on his wolf head, getting bigger and bigger, with sharp and sharp ends, looking extremely ferocious.

The antlers were an eerie purple-red color with a shimmer.

At the same time, countless white bear hairs were protruding from his black-brown werewolf hair, and his body continued to swell rapidly. It seems to be steel bars, with an inexplicable luster.

"Neville..."

Anton looked at it with some emotion. The conflict between the werewolf transformation and the antlered great pyrene bear was an interesting discovery. They seemed to be robbing each other of the transformation form, and they were slowly reaching a strange balance.

It's nothing, it's still in Anton's understanding.

Only the pair of extremely ferocious and huge antlers exuded an extremely strong black magic atmosphere, which made people feel a little fear from the bottom of their hearts.

This feeling...

That is the coercion of the perpetrator.

Anton smacked his lips. Obviously, under Neville's silly smile in the past, he didn't know how many Cruciatus Curse effects on him were covered up.

He even suspected that Neville must still be secretly studying the Cruciatus Curse.

Oh, it seems that there is no doubt, but certainty. Neville's persistence and firmness in belief are so moving.

He didn't learn the Cruciatus Curse to master a powerful attack magic, but to heal his parents. How could he give up after learning it.

No one can succeed casually, Neville has always been a hardworking kid.

Seeing that everyone retreated into the distance, Dumbledore stretched out his wand and pinned Neville to his feet, thinking about how to rescue him. Anton took a deep breath and walked past Dumbledore with ease. .

"You're right. I'm really emotional. I think it's a good quality."

As he said that, Anton's body began to change. Countless golden and red wolf fur grew from his body, and he began to grow taller and longer.

Getting bigger and taller.

Finally, Anton took a deep breath, and roared at the moonlight that seemed to be touching, "Roar~~~"

He moved his slender werewolf fingers, and let out a strange grin, "Indeed, there is a sense of real muscle strength surging in the body, and it really feels very good."

As he said that, he lowered his head and looked at the doll-like big muscular 'little werewolf' who was almost as high as his knees, grabbed the opponent's neck and pulled him up.

Anton raised his other hand high, the palm stretched naturally, and with an elegant swing, he slapped it quickly!

Snapped!

"Hey bro, wake up!"

The werewolf who looked like a doll in his hand shook his head and yelled at Anton. The wolf claws grabbed Anton's arm. After finding that it didn't work, he yanked Anton's fingers hard, and his whole body scrambled in midair. twisted.

Snapped!

"Hey bro, wake up!"

Snapped!

"Hey bro, wake up!"

...

In the end, Neville shook his head vigorously, looked up at the huge werewolf head in doubt, as if frightened, "An... Anton?"

The wolf eyes of the huge werewolf head lit up with azure blue light, and examined it carefully, "Hey, brother, it seems that you need to sleep to restore your energy and spirit."

Neville's eyes widened sharply, "Oh, Anton, what are you doing, no, I can go down by myself and go back to the dormitory to sleep, don't..."

"Quack quack..."

"You really know me, Neville."

Power through the back!

Ah da!

Anton held the leather doll in his hand, twisted his powerful waist and abdomen, and his arm fell!

Boom~

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Neville hit the ground, blowing up rubble smoke.

His eyeballs rolled around, rolled his eyes and passed out.

In just an instant, his body changed, shrinking back to his human form little by little.

In the smoke, Anton quickly recovered his human form, walked out briskly clapping his hands, and smiled brightly at Dumbledore, "It's done!"