The three elements of the self: will, memory and emotion.

Among them, Anton has the best grasp, or what he is best at, is ‘emotions’.

From the Soul-Transfer Curse which requires the emotion of 'determination and perseverance' in time travel, to the Ray of Sunshine Curse and the Creaking Curse in the later stages.

Especially when he was in prison in Azkaban, Anton completely mastered the magical thing of 'emotions'. He could even sense Fudge's emotions under the influence of the magic power in his body.

(See Chapter 406 for details)

Nowadays, this kind of perception has almost become instinctive, just like the way the eyes see the scenery, the ears hear the sounds, and the fingers touch the objects. Emotional perception seems to have become a sixth sense that Anton is accustomed to.

He sensed Scrimgeour's nervousness and habitually made some witty remarks to tease the other person.

The effect is good.

Scrimgeour became even more anxious.

Anxiety is not a bad thing. Scrimgeour has the calmness of an experienced Auror, and his strong heart suppresses this anxiety without changing his expression. But this state, this emotion, is like a dull building.

Like an active volcano, like a stretched bowstring, so full of power.

Collecting the items needed for the magic ritual went smoothly.

Almost all the students in the school were mobilized, plus Aurors and other seniors, who swarmed to every corner of the Forbidden Forest. In addition, with the potion materials sent by the Ministry of Magic, everything was ready in a short time.

The professors also gathered here, intending to witness this moment that would affect the history of wizards.

Yes, magical Animagus has such weight.

Unlike those magics that are so powerful that they can be called "divine means" (such as Horcruxes), magical Animagus has the ability to be universally promoted.

There are not many such magics in history.

The Muggle Repelling Curse counts as one, and the Apparition counts as one...

"In other words, as long as Anton's experiment is successful, it means that the lower limit of the wizarding community has been raised, right? Ordinary Muggle firearms will no longer be feared?" Editor-in-chief Aibo (Lockhart) was a little excited.

Recording the information on the ground, he looked up at Snape.

Snape glanced at him and instantly lost interest in talking.

Lockhart looked at his expression and suddenly felt a little aggrieved, "Oh, please, Professor Snape, this is the shampoo I recommend to you..."

Before he could say anything, Snape quickly said, "Yes, yes, your guess is correct!"

"Aha~"

Lockhart rubbed his hands excitedly, "After this transformation ceremony is over, I will send out the special issue of "Hogwarts Weekly" overnight. Damn it, Minister Fudge brought too many reporters, but they are

If they need to be reviewed, I will definitely be able to get there before them!"

"To create such a sensation, Anton's previous books on resisting the Death Curse and the books on compiling Dumbledore's papers can just be used to spread them out!"

"Shut up!" Snape finally couldn't stand his noise anymore, "It's about to start!"

Lockhart's eyes shone brightly and he stuffed the small notepad into his windbreaker pocket. He held the magic camera hanging on his chest in one hand and pushed away the person in front of him with the other hand, "Give way, give way."

Along the way, I received lots of looks.

Oh~ He, Gilderoy Lockhart, recipient of the Order of Merlin 3rd Class, honorary member of the Alliance Against Dark Arts, and five-time winner of the "Wizard Weekly" Most Charming Smile Award, would care about this?

Look, he will stand at the top of the media and entertainment industry again!

What's more, he has already begun preparations for his new book, "Stories That Anthony Weisla and I Have to Tell", which will definitely top the charts again and even boost the sales of previous works.

This time I will have one, gain both fame and fortune, and reach a new high.

Anton~my good student~you have to work hard~~~~

Lockhart prayed devoutly.

…

Anton pulled out his wand and waved it gently, and the box Fudge brought floated up. When he opened it, a huge mandrake floated in the air.

To be precise, it should be half a plant, without the most essential part of the rhizome.

Even so, there are five floors and huge fluffy branches more than ten meters high stretching above the Black Lake, which still makes people feel the magic of life.

Anton waved with one hand, and a mandrake leaf fell from a branch in mid-air and floated over.

Then, it disintegrated in mid-air and turned into powder. A constantly twisting black line appeared from the powder and slowly floated in front of Scrimgeour.

"Put it in your mouth!"

Anton's expression was serious, "You will feel that your vision has turned red and your heart is filled with murderous intent. This requires you to grit your teeth and persevere."

(Killing intent is a side effect of Anton’s first revision of Animagus, see Chapter 131 for details)

Scrimgeour looked around for a week, and finally silently picked the black line bug out of mid-air and put it into his mouth without saying a word.

"Well!"

He groaned loudly, his eyes became fierce, and he just grabbed his clothes with both hands and gasped hard.

"Generally speaking, the next step should be to bathe in the moonlight and hold it in your mouth all night."

Anton pointed to the bright moon in the sky, "Oh, don't think it's long, what is recorded in the book now is that you have to hold the mandrake leaves in your mouth for a whole month."

"Of course, I have a way to shorten this time."

As he spoke, he lowered his head to open the suitcase on the floor and rummaged through it.

The Invisible Stretch Charm is strictly controlled by the Ministry of Magic and is not allowed to be cast on anything, anywhere, except suitcases and tents.

Although everyone knows that this cannot shut down everyone, they cannot use snuff boxes at will in front of so many Ministry of Magic officials and reporters. That would be too wanton and reckless.

Anton took out a basin and opened the lid. Inside was a small emerald hand with short white hair.

"This magical plant has the ability to curse and evoke fear. I will let it activate its ability on you later. After you feel it, don't think about resisting, thinking about escaping, or thinking about getting into your mouth.

Go inside the black line, and when you really get in, you will have a very clear feeling."

As he spoke, Anton held the basin with both hands and brought his little hand closer to Scrimgeour.

So, the little hands that were groping around suddenly grabbed a big nose right in front of them and grabbed it hard!

In Scrimgeour's red field of vision, a black patch suddenly appeared, like a dark cloud, pressing down. A green monkey-shaped monster with short white hair roared at him, and a wave of fear involuntarily surged in his heart.

He habitually chose to fight. Just when he was about to do so, he suddenly reacted and chose to believe Anton.

(For details on the effect of the green hands, see Chapter 460)

At the same time, Anton controlled a glass bottle to float over. Along the way, just the right amount of water floated out of a sealed clay pot. It was protected by magic and flowed into the glass bottle. Scrimgeour's hair, Ghost Face Sky

A moth's pupa, a wolf's hair... and finally, the black thread spit out by Scrimgeour.

Then, Anton waved his magic wand, the ground rolled, bottles floated in, and soil piled up.
Chapter completed!