Chapter 866 Hut Ranch

Such a god-like casting of spells, such a miraculous change, deeply shocked Dobby.

The huge towering mountains stretch from west to east, and looking down along the highest peak, it seems that all the beautiful scenery that exists in reality and only in fantasy is full of sight.

Every detail is enough to make passers-by who don't know the reason exclaim, "A magical creation of nature."

However, it was surprised to find that Mr. Anthony Weasley's spellcasting didn't seem to stop.

"not enough!"

Anton murmured, "The power of human desire has not been fully tapped. It shouldn't just be rugged rocks, strange peaks, steep and dangerous."

"It should be lively and full of life..."

As he murmured, the snuffbox floated out of the pocket of his wizard robe, and one after another the same potion ingredients flew out, flying around him quickly, moving with the surging magic power, happening quietly Playing an elusive role.

Many more cloth bags floated out of the snuffbox, opened straight in mid-air, and seeds of all kinds, colors and shapes poured out of them, dancing with the strong wind, falling from the high cliff, towards Fly away in the distance.

"Ha ha……"

"Yes, that's the feeling, I feel it!"

Anton's eyes narrowed, with a bright smile on his face, he waved his hands again.

"I seem……"

"I seem to feel that I have merged into this long river of collective consciousness, rippling in it, guiding in it, and mobilizing their power to change the world."

"Its magic power is so huge, so huge that I am just a dust in it..."

"The power I guide is just a drop in the ocean..."

Huh~~

The howling wind became stronger and stronger, and clusters of clouds suddenly appeared in the sky, spreading towards the cliff they were on little by little.

The clouds gradually turned black, blocking the morning sun in the sky, and finally, the whole world seemed to be nothing but wind and darkness.

boom! ! !

A bolt of lightning fell straight down from the clouds, hit a huge stone, and blasted it into the air.

The bushes under the stone ignited flames, instantly igniting the surrounding weeds, and the flames spread rapidly.

But it seemed that it was too late to turn into a raging fire, and the torrential rain poured down.

clatter~~~

The rainwater flows down the high peaks and turns into huge waterfalls, and the rainwater flows in the plains and converges into a complete river.

I don't know how long it has been raining.

After the rain, the sun tore through the sky, and the rays of light rushed to the ground like huge sharp swords, and in just an instant, the clouds were stirred up and disappeared.

The sun is shining, and the smell of soil after the rain is blowing in the face. From a distance, patches of green are beginning to emerge from the soil.

Then, the bushes are dotted with dots.

Then, the young sapling stretched its branches straight towards the sky, growing taller and taller visibly with the naked eye.

Dobby watched all this blankly, and suddenly felt a kind of touch of nature in his heart, which was indescribable.

"Dobby, where do your house-elves like to live?"

Dobby was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Anton, and said in a daze, "The tree... is in a small wooden house with tall trees."

Anton raised his eyebrows knowingly, and waved his wand from a distance towards the hill next to the elephant-eating vine in the middle of the hill and the plain. From a distance, it looks like a small house.

At the same time, the elephant vines at the foot of the mountain were also weaving quickly, and a building that was exactly the same as the animal stable hut on the edge of the Hogwarts Forbidden Forest appeared there.

"Done!"

Anton chuckled, took back the snuffbox, stroked the magic wand in his hand, and looked happily at the place that had undergone a drastic change.

"It seems that my magic research direction is right, gray magic is definitely promising!"

"The smoke and fire in the world..."

This is the easiest casting angle he found in the field of gray magic, maybe it has something to do with his preference for life magic.

"Fireworks in the World" is an extremely wonderful field in the blurred boundary between the individual and the collective on the magical level.

It involves both the individual and the collective.

"I think I know what to do with that 'Everyday Magic'."

"Tsk~ Ness!"

...

When classmate Hannah wrote the notes for the cabin, she called this floor "the cabin pasture".

Here, she can grow magical plants and cultivate herbs at will, and can circle a piece of land on her own land to plant some highly poisonous or dangerous plants.

George and Fred can also graze their new breed on the property.

And a third of the part cut out by the towering mountains on this land was used by Anton to graze black magic creatures.

Dark magic creatures are amazing creatures.

They are born in the hearts of humans, but they are not bound to humans. They can exist alone in this world.

Although wizards refer to many powerful dark magic creatures as 'non-existent'.

The world and the individual, the environment and the individual, the society and the individual, the individual and the gestating mother, this is a very complicated topic.

Likewise, these psychic creatures of dark magic are extremely complex.

Whether they can live together and how to raise them is still an extremely complicated subject.

Wizards have been fighting against black magic creatures in history, and intend to actually raise or even domesticate black magic creatures. Perhaps Anton is really the first.

"Perhaps the establishment of Azkaban Prison by the Ministry of Magic counts?"

Anton quacked with a smirk, "Feeding dementors with the minds of prisoners..."

The matter of herding dark magic creatures can only be done slowly. He took Dobby to the hut between the mountains and the plains. This building is the same as that in Hogwarts school. It is really not too familiar to use.

Taking the 'elevator' woven with vines in the middle all the way to the second floor, in the spacious middle hall, Anton came to a corner in the southeast direction.

He took out a huge metal door from the snuff box and placed it on the wall, and the vines twisted and twisted around the patterned lock on the side of the metal door to fix it.

"So……"

Anton rubbed his hands, "The magic of the Portkey, constructed in the form of a door, is simply perfect."

"hey-hey……"

He gently grasped the brass doorknob and pulled it outward.

A colorful mist surged inside the door frame, and through the mist, it seemed as if one could vaguely hear the chatter of friends.

"Welcome to the cottage!"

Following Anton's cry, a figure staggered out of the fog of the metal door.

Neville rushed several steps, and almost rushed out from the balcony outside the French window on the second floor of the cabin. Then he stopped and looked up, "Merlin's beard!"

Then, one figure after another came out of the mist, each of them was unsteady on their feet, and George even rolled into a ball with Fred.

"Obviously, there is still room for improvement in the Portkey alchemy props you made."

Anton complained about everyone, but no one paid any attention to him.

"Merlin's beard!" George lay on the ground, looking around in astonishment, "Are we back to the Hogwarts hut?"

Fred supported George's chest and climbed up, "Oh, brother, you should really stand up and have a look, the view from the window is so beautiful!"

Yes, beautiful and beautiful.

Both Hannah and Anna were stunned.

In the sunshine after the rain, a huge rainbow rose from the depths of the mountains and spanned the entire window sill.