Chapter 667 I Saw the Surge of Information, Heh~

Friday night.

Piles of materials were packed into suitcases cast with the No Trace Stretch Charm, and arranged.

The partners in the hut are making the final arrangements. According to Hannah, the thorough treatment of the werewolf group is a great thing, enough to be recorded in the history of magic in the wizarding world, and it is an honor.

Neville came over and looked at Anton, "Everything is ready, we should set off."

Anton didn't speak, but stared blankly at the full moon in the sky, and took a deep breath, his right eyeball turned into a blue pupil, flashing an inexplicable and strange expression.

"I saw a blood moon from the vast galaxy."

Neville was stunned for a moment, then looked up, the moon was shining brightly, the clouds were floating, and the stars were also bright. He couldn't help but shrugged, "I think this is a pretty good weather."

The corners of Anton's mouth curled up slightly, and he smiled, "Yes."

He stretched out his hand, and the broomstick flew into his palm, "Let's go!"

Shh~

Shhhhh~

The broomsticks took off into the sky, Anton took out his wand and waved it around, and pink feather pattern cursors flickered on everyone's broomsticks.

hum~

In just an instant, the speed of all the brooms increased again, and the broomsticks made a faint buzzing sound.

This is the result of Professor Snape's initial research on the sub-dragon species (fat ball) for the dragon farm. The feathers of this hybrid sub-dragon species can enhance the flying speed of the broomstick. (80 chapters)

Anton used the 'bionic spell' to simulate the magic contained in it. (139 chapters)

Although the effect of this speed increase is not comparable to the flying speed of the Thestral, it is also much faster than the latest Firebolt.

Well, what's more, everyone rides Firebolts now.

It didn't take long for the members of the cabin to land at the werewolf home company's premises outside London.

It occupies a very large area. Although it is located in a busy city, there are continuous factories hidden behind the street. The deepest family villa area is even close to a sparsely populated mountain road.

On this day, the Werewolf House seemed extremely quiet.

Few people know that this furniture manufacturing factory will have a holiday on this day.

But the werewolves weren't going anywhere.

Anton and his friends flew along the factory complex and landed in front of a relatively large circular warehouse building.

Waving his wand, the tall and thick iron gate of the factory creaked, opening a gap, and a terrible roar was transmitted immediately.

Anton pursed his lips and beckoned everyone to walk in.

At this moment, the electric skylight of the high-walled factory building was opened to let the moonlight shine down, and the poles were welded to the cross-shaped iron castings on the ground, and a group of terrifying werewolves were tied with chains.

When they heard the noise, they all roared at Anton and the others, struggling and twisting vigorously on the chain.

But obviously they have no way to break free from this magical alchemy item, they can only make the iron chain make a rattling sound.

Rows of crosses are neatly arranged, and at a glance, they are all werewolves.

Through their transformed appearances, one can vaguely tell that there are old people, adults, and children.

In the middle of the factory building stood a not-so-high brick wall, and on both sides of the wall were wooden shelves filled with loose wizard robes.

This is to save the last bit of decency for those poor female werewolves, at least after returning to their human form, they won't look particularly embarrassed because they don't have clothes in public.

No one would want to spy on anything at this time. Everyone is the most pitiful person in the world, suffering from the most terrible disease, wandering on the edge of the wizarding world for so long, suffering from blind eyes and hunger, just huddling together to keep warm.

The little friends in the hut went through the initial fear, and slowly, their eyes were full of pity.

Anna looked up at Anton, with tears in her eyes, "They...they will all be cured, right?"

Once upon a time, she was one of them, even scarier.

The werewolf would only turn into a terrifying beast on the night of the full moon every month, and the blood curse orc would completely turn into a viper as it grew older, and there was no possibility of recovery.

No one knew how she spent that time with a strong heart until Anton healed her well.

"Of course." Anton smiled and rubbed her little head, "Go get ready."

Anna vigorously lifted the suitcase in her hand and nodded.

Two days ago, everyone had already made a model of the factory building in the hut, analyzed the various arrangements required for ritual magic, and assigned their respective tasks early.

The two ladies, Anna and Hannah, will go to the other side of the wall to set up on the female werewolf's side, so that the scope of the entire ritual magic will be covered in front of everyone.

George and Fred looked at each other and sighed.

"Compared to them, we are actually very lucky, George."

"Yes, Fred, we'll fix them!"

The two clapped their hands together, each drew out their magic wands, and flew towards the ground. The soil churned, and ravines rolled out, creating paths of magic power.

As they walked, floating in the suitcase behind them, various spell-casting materials and candles jumped out and floated into the ravine.

Neville calculated the position carefully, walked to the middle of several werewolves step by step, dragged a wooden circular altar out of the suitcase, placed it on the ground, and carefully corrected the position.

No one spoke, and the roar of the werewolf burst out, which made people's hair stand on end.

Anton waved his wand with both hands, one eye turned into a colorful vortex, and the other turned into azure blue, as if he was controlling something.

Suddenly, as his wand was lifted and pressed, the friends suddenly felt that their eyes seemed to be much brighter, and the moonlight was so dense that it seemed to be able to squeeze out water.

"Sorting out the spellcasting environment..."

Anton murmured in a low voice, "The preparatory conditions for large-scale ritual magic, to ensure that all disturbing information is..."

"Huh?"

He froze for a moment, then suddenly turned his head to look at the corner of the wall, his eyes flickered, as if he saw strange lines twisting.

His left eye blinked and returned to normal human vision, and he suddenly discovered...

There's a fucking monitor over there!

"Shet!"

Anton's eyes turned cold, and he walked slowly into the field, looked up at one of the werewolves tied to the cross, put his hand gently on his chest, and waved his wand lightly.

This is the "Humanization Charm", which can temporarily change a werewolf back into a human form. It is recorded in Professor Lockhart's best-selling book "Wandering with Werewolves". Well, the book tells about Lockhart's experience of bravely fighting against werewolves, and describes in detail the main points of this magic.

Gradually, the werewolf calmed down, and slowly turned into a strong bearded man with fierce eyes and panting heavily.

"Calm down, come, come with me, take a deep breath." Anton put one hand on his chest, and gestured with his right hand, "Take a deep breath, eh, yes, and then let it out completely, so that you will calm down very quickly Come down, yes, yes."

The bearded burly man shook his head, the bloodshot eyes subsided, and when he heard the howling of wolves beside him, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he sighed.

He looked at Anton and called out respectfully, "Master Anton, I'm sorry, I can't salute you right now."

Anton shrugged, indicating that he didn't mind, and pointed vaguely at the corner of the wall, "What's the matter with that monitor?"

The bearded strong man froze for a moment, and was about to raise his head.

"Don't look, it's focusing on you now."

The strong man immediately realized that these weather-beaten werewolves have a sensitivity that ordinary people don't have. "A few thieves came to the factory a few months ago and stole some money. Money doesn't matter. We are more worried that the secrets of werewolves will be leaked out." .”

"So we found a professional company to help us install the surveillance system. Master, I don't understand. Is it still working?"

"We obviously cut off all the power in the factory area, and even turned off these monitors specially."

Anton chuckled, "Obviously, you don't understand that in the Muggle world, there is a kind of energy called batteries."

"If I didn't happen to see the surge of information, heh~"

He patted the strong man's shoulder lightly, "Don't worry, it's all small things, you just take it as a sleep, wake up, and start a new life."

The bearded burly man was about to say something when suddenly his whole body began to tremble, wolf hairs grew out of his skin, and his head swelled rapidly.

"Anton, get ready." George and Fred came over.

Neville stood by the altar, poured a jar of clean water, and nodded, "I can do it here, too."

At this time, Anna and Hannah also came over, "We are also ready."

"Well, good."

Anton grinned, "But I have to say goodbye for a while, to deal with a little episode."

"I'll go with you!" Anna looked at Anton worriedly. She knew him too well. This expression was clearly in a state of anger.

Anton didn't speak, just grabbed Anna's little hand with one hand, and waved his wand with the other. In just an instant, the figure disappeared.

Fortunately, with the current development of Muggle technology, it is still necessary to transmit data by wire for the time being. Otherwise, if it is wireless, they can only use some troublesome magic such as prophecy to find people.

Under the vision of his magic eyes, the lines of information transmission surging in the monitor are surging all the way to the distance...

Shh~