Chapter 861 Anton's Most Powerful Magic Attack Ability
Dumbledore didn't stay in the old hut for too long. He obviously had a lot of things to discuss with Grindelwald. Since Professor McGonagall was present, Anton guessed that it should be about the next "Top 100 Tournament". Scheduling between the School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft at Durmstrang.
Of course, some topics about Tom Riddle, the younger generation, will definitely be included.
Before leaving, Professor McGonagall looked at Anton with some concern, and exchanged glances with Lupine.
Lupine just sat where he was in silence, nodding slightly.
"Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw..."
He looked up at Anton with some worry, "The four great wizards who founded the school used their own surnames as the name of the college. If a fifth college is to be expanded, it should be called 'Weasley College' instead of 'Anton'. East College'."
"Even the name 'Anton College' is wrong. It should be called 'Antony College'. We generally don't use the abbreviation 'Anton' on formal occasions."
"not to mention……"
Lupine pursed his lips, "Dumbledore is the greatest wizard of this century, and has been the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for nearly a hundred years. He plans to expand the Fifth Academy, which should be called 'Dumbledore Academy' more suitable."
The implication is that this domineering old man wants to push Anton to the front.
Dumbledore is not domineering now, he has always been like this.
Lao Deng belongs to the kind of peace and harmony, you put his nose on his face, he is also smiling, but when it comes to the 'greatest interests', he is as cold as a stone, even insisting that no one can change what he sees. degree.
The unquestionable overbearing and stubbornness hidden under the gentle and kind smile is deep in his bones.
Anton shrugged indifferently, took a look at the peaches on the fruit plate on the table, and took a bite.
For a moment, the fragrant and sweet juice splashed everywhere.
"What else can it be? He just wants to pull me out to stand in the front. This old bee is planning on people, and you don't even know how much he is hiding."
Anton looked indifferent, and raised his eyebrows at Lupin, "Many things he wants will be integrated into things that many people can't imagine, so that the development of things will follow the track he expected. "
"From the perspective of the headmaster, he probably wants to completely tie my night school to Hogwarts. At the same time, if all the members of our cabin are in Hogwarts, the 'Top 100 Tournament' can only be held in Hogwarts." With Hogwarts unfolding, he can take the opportunity to set some standards for a possible second and third in the future."
"From the perspective of a great wizard, as you know, such a big event is enough to affect too many aspects. As the principal of the host venue, no matter what he wants to do, it will be under his nose."
"For example, what we chatted by the Black Lake this morning."
Lu Ping froze for a moment, a little dumbfounded, "I don't know how he knew what we were chatting at that time. There are too many things at home, and I'm also training Occlumency."
"This..."
Anton took another bite of the peach, raised his head and thought for a while, "Principal Dairis Dewent may be able to give the answer."
Lupine blinked. "Who?"
"Dalice Dewent, headmaster at Hogwarts from 1741 to 1768, before that, he was chief therapist at St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Wounds, this record comes from "Hogwarts: A School History". "Anton cleared his throat, and recited the content recorded in the book in a Lockhart-like tone.
"In this beautiful campus...the wind is me...the cloud is me...every piece of wood on the wall, every piece of wood that makes up the handrail is me..."
"I am the wind wandering on the Black Lake, I am the rain swaying in the castle complex, I am the dirt on the grass of the Quidditch field, I am the flower that exudes a faint fragrance in the cracks in the corner..."
"I feel like I'm everywhere...so wonderful..."
Anton spread his hands, "Maybe it's the magical support given to the headmaster by the castle complex of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry? Who knows."
Lupine leaned back slightly, "Merlin's beard, maybe he just wrote a poem? Tell me about your love for Hogwarts?"
Anton shook his head, "I've read a book written by this master. His style of writing tends to be rigorous. It can be seen that he is a somewhat serious old man. He is not like Lockhart. There is definitely something in this passage. intention."
This small talk could not dilute Lupine's worries, he looked at Anton with some concern.
Anyway, no matter what the name is, Anton definitely wants to lead this academy, and after all, he still has to go to the forefront to accept the eyes of the whole world.
A fourth-year student who is also the dean of a school college.
What an exaggerated and explosive news this is.
After all, people are social animals, and it doesn't mean that a strong military force can completely convince the public.
Dumbledore took advantage of the trend to use Anton to promote the process of globalization. With Anton's domineering personality, of course he could do whatever he wanted, and there was no force to oppose it.
But not opposing does not mean agreeing, and there will even be many individuals, forces, and even countries whose interests have been damaged will point the finger at Anton.
"I really don't care."
Anton felt the 'emotions' surging in Lu Ping's body, and he chuckled, "This is a game of interests. If he takes a step forward, he will have to take a step back in some places."
"You can't have all of them."
Anton grinned, "Dumbledore wants too much, and I get too little, so we can't agree, so don't blame me for not caring about anything."
Lupine looked at Anton thoughtfully, "You mean..."
"Clap your ass and leave."
Anton giggled and laughed, "One shoot and two break up, each go to the other side, and each is safe."
He is not a person who will be bound by his name. No matter what Anton College or Weasley College is, I really feel unhappy in this college. He is definitely the kind who pats his ass on the spot and leaves. .
At that time, as long as he doesn't feel embarrassed, it will be Dumbledore who will be embarrassed.
Hehe, I hope that when Dumbledore cleans up the mess, he will have some regrets, because he was too tough on some issues in this academy or the "Top 100 Tournament".
it doesn't matter~
He didn't take it to heart at all.
"When we are looking for the power of the group, we should pay more attention to the power of our own mind and find the most suitable boundary between the individual and the group."
Anton didn't really care about Dumbledore's plans, and he didn't even care about the debate that took place at the Ministry of Magic today. He was now thinking about the contents of the magical manuscripts of "Lily Evans".
"I found that magic, to a certain extent, is a reflection of human behavior and the world."
"It's important to stick to what we want."
The boundary between magic and reality seems to be blurred. What Anton said is not only a reflection on the "grey magic" of collective consciousness, but also an analysis of his own status quo.
"Uncle Lupine, don't worry about me."
The corners of Anton's mouth curled up slightly, "I can't lose."
Lao Deng's life is in his own hands.
No one knows how confident Anton is now, he can even resurrect an 'Albus Dumbledore' directly from the long river of time.
In terms of time magic, these two Dumbledores are extremely easy to become immortal.
This is the struggle for 'the only existence', which belongs to the instinct of life existence.
It is also the most dangerous place in time travel using the 'Time Turner'.
In this regard, Pedro and Anna, who are "collectors and travelers of time and memory", can avoid it. As for Anton himself, he doesn't care more.
He has a big heart and doesn't mind the existence of many selves at the same time.
But even so, he still rarely time travels, who knows when he will mind.
This kind of spellcasting is Anton's most powerful magic attack ability at this stage, the ability to flip the table.