Chapter 803 Black Wizard Miaozi

Magic is the power of the mind.

Even if the Muggles can't realize the power of the mind through prying the magic power, it is still producing powerful power and affecting the world in a wonderful way.

As the dosage of the potion increased, Julia no longer seemed to be crying and rolling, but sat on the ground a little dazedly.

Her eyes were empty, her mouth was slightly open, and she remained motionless.

But Anton could clearly feel that the little girl was surging with extreme emotions beyond what the human body could bear.

Happy, very happy.

Excited, extremely excited.

Active, extremely active exuberant vitality.

As her psychic power was distorted by the potion and released excessive positive emotions far beyond what ordinary people could produce, the 'shadow of destruction' that eroded her heart began to dissipate little by little.

It dissipated like ice and snow melting.

In the end, it disappeared into ashes and disappeared completely.

So far, the black magic creature has been dealt with.

But it's not over yet!

Anton did not stop the influence of the medicine, but carefully observed the situation in the little girl's body.

The trace of the black magic creature breeding in her body did not leave with the black magic creature dissipating, like a scar, a ditch, completely left in the little girl's soul.

No, not only the soul, but also in her body.

Anton narrowed his eyes slightly, the 'lake of soul' reflected the little girl's situation, and was exploring her situation little by little.

He seemed to feel a faint magic power slowly growing from this gully.

Even if it is so inconspicuous, many wizards can make such a judgment-this is a wizard, not a Muggle!

"Mom~"

Anton exclaimed, he really guessed it!

After the death of the black magic creature bred in the Muggle body, it leaves traces that burn the soul, and has the ability to let the mind pry the magic power.

In other words, this little girl already has the blood of a wizard!

Whether or not he will become a wizard is another matter.

If there is a magic riot, then she is a wizard, if not, then she is a squib, which has uncertainty.

Not everyone with wizard blood can become a wizard.

Stronger than an ancient pure-blood family like Longbottom, Neville has always been suspected of being a Squib (a person who cannot cast magic). It was not until he was thrown from upstairs by his uncle at the age of 8 that there was a magic riot and awakened the ability to cast magic. ability.

"Pry the blood of the wizard, inspire the magic riot..."

For Anton, this kind of thing should not be too simple, as long as there is a potion that inspires the magical animal Animagus, she will randomly turn into some kind of magical animal, but because this potion is difficult for the wizard to support With such a change, the body of the magical animal will collapse and turn into a superimposed bloodline.

And this superimposed bloodline will leverage the bloodline of the wizard himself.

Dudley Dursley has already gone through this process completely. (Chapter 418)

If it weren't for the high cost of doing so and its popularity, many young wizards of the new generation would be like the descendants of pure-blood families, possessing additional talents in addition to the ability to cast magic.

The snuffbox flew out of the wizard's robe again. With the waving of the magic wand in Anton's hand, the ingredients of the potion were quickly cut into slices or turned into paste under the influence of the spell, and they were thrown into the small box one by one. In the mist that surged around the girl.

It is a pity that no one around can see this extremely high-end operation of preparing potions and applying them at the same time.

As Anton's research on magic deepened, his understanding of potions also became stronger.

The integration of potions and spells, thanks to the teaching of the old wizard Fiennes.

With a slight flick of Anton's wand, all the mist turned into rolling liquid and poured into the little girl's mouth.

After finishing everything, Anton put away all his things, rubbed his hands, and stared at the little girl with interest.

"The next step is to look at fate."

"If you are capable of magical riots, then this potion will only help you advance. If you have no way of magical riots, then this potion will also turn you into a wizard."

This aspect is beyond Anton's control.

"Ah~~~"

The little girl seemed to have woken up suddenly, and her face returned to normal again. She looked at the parents who were acting strangely and stiffly over there, and was about to speak, but she couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

Then, everything around was affected by the magic power and floated up.

Seats, bottles and cans, a lot of messy things in the open kitchen, old wall clocks hanging on the wall, etc., everything seems to be affected by the floating spell.

Anton tapped the wand lightly, and the little girl's parents regained their ability to move.

But this time they didn't dare to rush forward any more. They looked at their daughter floating in mid-air and the mess around them in horror, and stepped back in fear to cling to the corner of the wall.

The duration of the magic riot was not very long. After a while, the little girl slowly landed on the floor, and all the floating things around fell down.

A lot of things were smashed to pieces in an instant, making this poor family worse. The little girl's mother felt distressed when she saw it.

Anton frowned and shook his wand.

"Recovery!"

As his magic was cast, in the amazement of everyone, everything on the ground seemed to be spliced ​​back in time and became complete.

The shattered glass recovered, floating and hitting the head of the girl's father lightly, knocking again and again.

The girl's father was stunned for a moment, and quickly hid, so the glass flew towards the hook on the wall behind him, and hung gently on the wall.

"Is this magic?" the little girl Julia asked excitedly.

"Well, this is the Restoration Curse." Anton looked at her with a smile, "You will learn it in the magic school later."

"Magic school?" Julia and the three of them suddenly exclaimed.

Her father was taken aback. "I thought wizards... I mean, school?"

"Yes, in the magic school, wizards are not as backward and primitive as you think." Anton complained in his heart. In fact, the life of wizards is indeed quite primitive compared to Muggles.

Seeing that this family was very curious, he thought for a while and added a few words, "The name of the magic school in the United States is Ilvermorny, and it is located in Massachusetts. I think you will be able to receive the school's admission letter later."

"This is a rule. Unless the little wizard has a family or a mentor's inheritance, he will be admitted to a magic school to be taught how to use magic."

Julia looked at Anton curiously, "Are you from this school too?"

Anton shrugged, "No, I'm a British student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"Ah~" The little girl looked disappointed.

Anton laughed, "You can't move across the ocean to live in England just because you want to go to the same school as me?"

He clapped his hands, waved his wand and nodded towards the room, "I should go too."

Everything about the little girl has been found out by the 'Lake of the Soul', he knows more than the little girl herself feels, and continuing to communicate will not produce any beneficial results.

After Julia's magic riot, she became a normal little wizard, not a secondary wizard.

And because of her blood talent attached to black magic creatures, it turned out to be a talent for mind erosion. That is to say, if this girl learns the 'Forgetting Curse', 'Imperishing Soul Curse', etc., she will have a great talent.

Very good black wizard seedling.

Tut tut.

Anton turned around and was about to walk out the door, but the little girl quickly called out behind him, "Can we still meet?"

Seeing Anton looking back, feeling the eyes of her parents, the little girl's face turned red, she gritted her teeth and continued, "I don't know how to thank you yet."

Anton smiled slightly, "Then study hard in the magic school, who knows in the future?"

He looked up at the window and raised his eyebrows, "Oh, it's time."

boom!

The city was once again reduced to ruins by a nuclear bomb.