Chapter

According to the characteristics of a magic, use its principles to develop potions, ritual magic, and even alchemical items or magic props.

This approach is uncommon in the wizarding world and is extremely difficult.

Under Anton's influence, several friends in the hut unknowingly began to develop in this direction.

Anton has always imparted knowledge to the people around him without reservation, and he has not hidden any knowledge from others.

He also hopes that others will follow his magical path, produce some results, point the way for him from different angles or become some important references.

The old wizard's 'Integration of Curses and Potions' gave Anton a good start, and also profoundly affected the research of the members of the hut.

Everything in the world is connected. To find the connections between them, Anton’s way is to study different ‘eye magic’ as a tool, observe and summarize the path, and form a complete theoretical system.

In comparison, the twins George and Fred seem to prefer the 'wizard' approach.

Do research in a way that is close to mysticism or even intuition.

Most wizards in history have studied in this way, relying on their own talents and spirituality.

In this way, the strong ones are ridiculously strong, and the weak ones are as weak as novices.

"Constructing the theoretical system, you are obviously here to save these novices." During the chat, Anna smiled a little happily, "So they are not wrong, Weasley, our king!"

Anton shrugged, picked up a paw on the plate and chewed it.

This thing should be the little hand of some kind of animal. It is chewier than chicken feet and tastes great. "Maybe."

Anna glanced at Anton with a smile, took off the monocle tube on her cheek, picked up a thick-looking but relatively small crucible from under the experimental table, and poured some metal fragments into it.

She waved her wand and released a fire spell to control the temperature in the crucible. She stared at Anton with her green eyes and said softly, "Maybe you will become a great person like Merlin."

"Merlin..." Anton's expression became strange, "Now that you mention Merlin, I will always think of George and his family's velvet hair. I don't know what happened to the litter recently."

"Giggle..." Anna narrowed her eyes in amused laughter.

"Merlin's fur!" Suddenly there was a scream from the door. George looked at Anton in disbelief, "Anton, you actually ate Merlin's snacks!"

"???"

Anton blinked, glanced at George, and then at the pile of little paws on the plate. He chewed a few times, his eyes full of confusion, "Merlin's snacks?"

"Yes! Merlin has worked very hard, and the snacks we prepared for her are actually eaten by others!" George came over with a sad expression on his face and looked at the little paw in Anton's hand.

"We are reluctant to eat them ourselves. These hundred-hand wrinkled frogs are cultivated to supplement Merlin's nutrition during confinement!"

"!!!" Anton rolled his eyes, and when he saw George coming to grab the little paw in his hand, he quickly stuffed it into his mouth.

"Speaking of George, is there ever a day when your Merlin is not in confinement?"

George put his hands on his hips and thought for a moment, "That's why we say Merlin is very hard!"

"..."

"..."

Anton smacked his mouth and said, "To be honest, this thing tastes really good. Let me have another one?"

George quickly grabbed the plate from the table with both hands and held it tightly in his arms, "No! Our research depends on Merlin, so we can't treat her badly!"

"Walter?" Anton was stunned for a moment, "Aren't you going to study the subject of flocks of flying birds and swoosh-boom fireworks? Why are you trying to cultivate new magical animal species again?"

"There is no conflict!" George said proudly, "We have found a good partner for Merlin, a toad that can spew venom. We just need to cast some curses on the toad, drink some prepared magic potions, and add some animals.

Transformation Polyjuice Potion can definitely give birth to the Fluffy Toad we want as a 'Splatoon'."

Anton took a breath and leaned back, "It's terrible! You actually put your research ideas on magic props into the cultivation of magical animals?"

Why does this thing sound a bit like the BOSS monster in the game, and it also comes with the ability to summon minions?

"Hahaha..." George looked at Anton with a look, "Just wait and see, the results will be absolutely amazing!"

Anton's face was wrinkled like an old man's subway phone.jpg, "I feel magical now, so magical!"

"Hannah is right, you two brothers are simply evil wizards!"

"Giggle..." Anna laughed beside her, "No, we all agree that you three should be called 'Evil Weasley'."

"!!!"

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Anton discovered that the cabin seemed to be having trouble with the 'little hands' recently.

George took away the pot of delicacies said to be made by the magical animal "Hundred-hand Wrinkled Skin Frog". Anton strolled in the hall and saw an extremely weird-looking potted plant next to Hannah's exclusive bookshelf in the hall.

The milky white branches have a unique elasticity to the touch, a bit like the whites of boiled eggs.

The branches are covered with large and small bifurcation lines, and the color gradually changes from blood red to light red, looking like bloodshot eyes.

The most important thing is that this thing can still move.

The branches twitched from time to time, with the jade-like leaves on them shaking, knocking against each other, making the sound of the mouth closing and the teeth tapping.

"Kakaka~"

Looks weirdly cute.

The most interesting thing is the little pink hands growing out from the ends of the branches.

It's a few centimeters long, about the thickness of an adult's finger, and looks a bit like some kind of mushroom.

The small hand-shaped fruit swayed with the twitching of the branches, and the four pink fingers swayed in the wind, as if they were grabbing something.

Anton counted and found that a pot like this had more than a dozen roots growing out of it. Some looked translucent with a bit of green, some started to glow with patches of pink, and there was another one in the corner that looked like it should be...

It has matured and turned completely red in color.

The little red hands were covered with bloodshot white lines like eyeballs.

"Creak, creak, creak~~"

Anton reached out and scratched his little red hand, and his fingers were grabbed by it with considerable strength.

"interesting!"

He laughed and pulled his fingers, trying to see the power of this little hand.

As a result, with just a little force, the little hand fell off, and its little claws were still holding his fingers hard.

"Huh?"

Anton stared at the fruit that looked like a small hand, and suddenly raised his eyebrows. With his other hand, he took out his wand and gently pressed it against the fruit. A ball of light sprayed out from the tip of the wand.

This is the method used by potion masters to test the properties of potion materials. In the first grade, he learned the basics of potions from Professor Snape. At that time, Old Si had high requirements for Anton's proficiency in mastering this magic.

"A bit of the magical power of 'Thunder of the Soul'..."

This is obviously a very familiar magical property. Using the feces of rabbits raised by George and Fred as fertilizer, a mushroom with gray-green hands can be cultivated.

"It comes from the same source..." Anton looked curiously at the little hand grasped on his fingers, "Is this an improved version?"

Hannah has made many improved versions of this, such as a stick figure-shaped fruit that grows on a tree and is most commonly used as meatballs in their cabin.

"In comparison, the magic power of the 'Thunder of the Soul' here seems to be several times stronger than that of the little gray-green hand."

This is amazing.

You must know that in terms of magic power, in addition to being the largest and even ignored nature, the magic power of magical plants has always been much higher than that of magical animals, and it is even stronger than wizards.

Many herbs don't even need to be prepared by potions. Just a little bit can have an effect on a wizard that magic spells cannot.

For example, a small amount of white moss can reattach a broken arm or head.

The doubling of the medicinal efficacy of the fruit in front of you is an earth-shaking change for a wizard whose magic power is much weaker!

"Thunder of the Soul..."

Anton thought thoughtfully and put the little finger on his finger into his mouth.

Among the current members of the hut, Neville can definitely be regarded as the first in analyzing the medicinal properties of magical plants, but if you want to consider the application fields of magical plants, Neville is definitely not as good as Anton.

He knows very well how to explore the applicable directions of these medicinal properties.

It doesn't taste good on little hands.

A spicy feeling spread rapidly in the mouth. After chewing a few times and swallowing, the spicy and burning sensation rushed up the throat to the stomach.

It's different from the taste of chili or white wine, it's more like a ball of electricity.

"No, it should be rapidly affecting the bodies wherever it passes along the way."

Anton moved his jaw and was surprised to find that his entire mouth felt numb, his tongue seemed to be swollen, and it was as fluffy as a ball.

That fluffy feeling went all the way from the throat to the stomach, and quickly spread to the limbs and bones.

"Ah!" Anna looked over from a distance and exclaimed, "Anton, what's wrong with you?"

Anton carefully felt the changes in his body and shook his head, but found that he was speechless.

He hurriedly walked to a full-length mirror in the corner of the hall of the cabin, and his eyes suddenly widened.

When I saw myself in the mirror, my mouth had completely disappeared from my face, turning into twisted black lines. There were also some places around the Adam's apple on my neck that seemed to be damaged, turning into twisted black lines.
To be continued...