Chapter 849 It's So Beautiful!

"Do you know Fantastic Beasts?"

Although the political considerations Fudge talked about were very emotional and sensational, Anton felt drowsy after listening to them, but when he mentioned magic at this moment, his whole body seemed to come alive.

"Oh, of course you'll know, I mean, the feeling of magical animals working magic!"

Anton jumped down from the wicker chair, gesticulating with his hands and feet, "It's more natural and smoother, as if it came from instinct."

"Wizards can do that, too!"

"I understood this truth when I was in the first grade. I called it 'natal magic', but in fact there is something wrong with this name. The correct name should be 'mood magic', a magic that is extremely suitable for the current state of mind. "

"The most powerful force tapped from the depths of our hearts!"

"If you can find this magic, even ordinary wizards can burst out with powerful power, just like magical animals!"

"Smooth casting is just the most basic thing!"

Anton excitedly talked about these magic theories. He liked to explain the magic theories he had explored to others. This feeling made him feel satisfied, an inexplicable joy, maybe it was good to be a teacher.

Perhaps, watching a weak student who is obviously weak, and being able to erupt into a powerful strength after some training in his own hands, that kind of feeling will make him extra proud.

It comes from the sense of responsibility of the traveler to change the world and change others inexplicably.

Anton waved his arms, clenched his fists vigorously and slowly, "Casting spells without a wand, casting spells without spells, casting spells instantly, like magical animals casting spells, this magic spreads from the most powerful place in your heart It represents one's greatest desire for the surrounding environment..."

"Boom~"

He yelled and waved his hands, "Just like that, the magic power exploded, but the ordinary body exploded with powerful magic."

Fudge's breathing became short of breath, as if he had returned to his childhood, sitting in the classroom and listening to the professors talk about the beauty of magic.

The desire to see greatness crawled in his heart.

"Very simple!"

Anton gently pulled out his wand, "Come on, raise your wand, oh, don't put on a standard casting posture, although your posture is not very standard, take it easy, my magic doesn't pay attention to these things."

"Close your eyes, relax, yes, take a deep breath."

"Slowly, take a deep breath, take a deep breath, slowly relax, let yourself become calm, and let your mind be quiet."

"To feel your heart, to feel your state of mind."

"When facing Professor Dumbledore, the sense of powerlessness, the sense of insecurity, the confusion of longing for shelter and guidance but not being able to ask for it, the confusion of the whole future, so you feel more and more uncomfortable. Safety, you inexplicably start to panic..."

"Give up your stupid plan to fight against Dumbledore's naive idea. This will not attract his attention, but will make him loathe you even more, and the original bad attitude will intensify."

"Instead of seeking others, we should pay more attention to exploring inwardly and exploring the power of the soul."

"You have to feel your own heart, find strength from yourself, and find strength from your own heart."

"Magic is everywhere, and it is in the heart of every living being."

"Magic is not strong or weak. Everyone can be great, it just depends on whether you are willing to touch the power of your own heart, to pry it, and let it explode."

"Believe in yourself, everyone's heart is equal."

"Mysterious Man's mind will not be nobler than yours, and Dumbledore's mind will not be greater than yours."

"The mind of every intelligent creature is great, no matter how weak or strong they usually look, weakness is also a kind of strength."

"It's a good feeling..."

The figure of Fudge reflected in the lake of mind fluctuates with the lake water, and countless lines twist and twist. The magic wand in Anton's hand shakes slightly, releasing a weakened version of the 'Imperius Curse' to affect Fudge, adjusting for him little by little. to adapt to his state of mind.

With the research on the power of the individual mind and the collective power of the subconscious mind of the collective mind, the Imperius Curse, one of the three unforgivable magics, gradually began to enter Anton's vision.

It has a powerful ability to interfere with the mind, which is extremely convenient for Anton to guide others to explore the mind.

Yes, the Cruciatus Curse could be the Soul Scalpel.

The 'Death Curse' could be the 'Food Processing and Sterilization Technique'.

Of course, the 'soul-repelling curse' could also be a 'spiritual guidance technique'.

In the words of his old family, the magic of using it comes from one heart.

Slowly leading Fudge to start exploring the power of the mind, Anton spoke softly about the various casting points and characteristics of the 'Bone Shield Curse', as well as the principles inside.

I don't know how long it took, Anton felt that Fuji's state in the "lake of the soul" had reached a certain critical point, and raised his eyebrows.

"Very good, follow me to recite this mantra. You can shout it loudly at the beginning, the louder the better. This will help you mobilize your will, which is a higher power than emotions."

"Don't care about the gesture of casting a spell, just feel your heart, just wave your wand casually."

"Come……"

"Bone Shield!"

"Bone shield!" growled Fudge.

"Not enough! Louder, this is learning, nothing, don't care about failure, loud, shout out with all your strength."

"Bone shield!" Fudge roared.

"It's still a little bit short, don't worry, don't think about what you plan to do after casting the spell, just focus on this magic, and let the magic handle the rest for you, you have to learn to rely on the power of the mind. "

"It, omnipotent!"

"Come again."

"Shield of bones!" Fudge's whole face turned red, and he roared until his voice broke, his voice distorted, but there was an inexplicable sense of joy.

He closed his eyes tightly, and suddenly felt a little panicked, "Anton, I... I seem to... It seems that there is a stream of water flowing out of my heart... It's cold... That feeling is very strange."

Anton chuckled, "Well, why don't you try to open your eyes?"

Fudge hesitated for a moment, and slowly opened his eyes, a little worried about gain and loss. Suddenly, he was stunned, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he looked at everything in front of him in astonishment.

"Merlin's beard!"

What did he see!

A huge translucent wizard robe, golden, glittering golden wizard robe, fully three meters high, enveloped his whole body in it.

"Anton, this is..."

Anton just looked at him with a smile, and waved the wand in his hand, "Torn apart!"

"Ah!" Fudge took a step back in horror, only to find that the magic light released by Anton's wand hit the translucent golden wizard robe floating around him, and the wizard robe just swayed slightly, Unscathed.

"I……"

"I did it?"

"I did this?"

He couldn't believe it.

Anton shrugged, "As I said, it's very simple, and it's not a difficult spell. It's just a little harder than the Iron Armor Curse."

Fudge looked at this gorgeous magic effect in amazement, and tried to touch it with his hands, but he didn't get anything. Instead, the translucent golden wizard robe flickered, shattered and disappeared.

"Ah, here, what's the matter, what happened?"

"Well, this magic comes from the power of your mind. You didn't pay much attention to your mind at this time, so it dissipated. It's not a big problem, just practice more." Anton lay back lazily again. On the rattan chair, it seems that after teaching, there is no interest.

Fudge probably really understood some of Anton's character, so he walked outside the door with some joy, and greeted the house elf Ryefield, who was waiting at the door with the document, to serve Anton, and practiced outside the door.

"Bone Shield!"

"Bone Shield!"

"Bone Shield!"

He tried again and again, and suddenly, a bright golden light filled his eyes again.

"Woooooo..." For some reason, tears filled his eyes suddenly, and his heart felt sore.

As a wizard, a wizard who can cast magic, how can he not care about the power he has. However, his talent was too poor to learn anything, and he did not dare to touch black magic for the sake of his political future. In the end, he accomplished nothing on the road of magic.

Now, he can also cast such powerful magic.

"Wheatfield, did you see it?" He turned to look at the house elf who came out again, "Haha, I can cast powerful magic too, did you see it? It's so beautiful!"

Smiling like a two-hundred-pound fool.

Mai Tian also grinned, his old eyes were full of relief, and tears were streaming down together, "Yes, my master, I saw it."