The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

"Wizard Prime Minister, that sounds interesting!"

After automatically blocking some Indian Prime Minister, Harry and Ron really thought about whether there would really be a wizard Prime Minister in the future.

If there really is a wizard prime minister, Anthony feels that the probability is almost the same whether he is black or white.

After all, there is no racial discrimination in the wizarding world, and maybe even worship it.

The older the land, the more exquisite the magic skills. The African continent has explored the origin of magic earlier than Europe. Even the Indian continent has many local pure-blood wizard families.

For example, the school beauties of Gryffindor, the two twin sisters Parvati Patil and Padma Patil from India.

The girls in Hermione's dormitory come from ancient Indian magic families.

From this point of view, the probability of an Indian-born Minister of Magic appearing is much greater than that of an Indian-born Prime Minister.

"Wow! I really want to see that world, what it would be like!" Ron said with emotion.

"At that time?" Anthony smiled slightly, "You were still wandering around London, but buddy, I had already driven the spaceship to Centauri to fight the Trisolarans."

"Think about what kind of sparks will come from the combination of magic and technology?" he continued.

"In a few decades, human beings will be able to enter the interstellar age."

"Sometimes I really don't understand why those idiots are fighting and fighting over this broken planet for what? It's just like a group of baboons fighting over a waterhole millions of years ago. "

"But obviously there is a big river leading to the sea not far from them."

"Sure enough, the thinking of some baboons cannot be understood by normal humans." Anthony shook his head, and then picked up the teacup on the table.

Hermione on the side looked at Anthony with a clear look. He had said this before in the history of magic.

Professor Binns was shocked by this.

But if you think about it carefully, what Anthony said does make sense. Hermione naturally knows the achievements of mankind in science and technology, such as manned spaceflight, Apollo moon landing, etc. She has heard stories since she was a child.

According to the current level of science and technology of mankind, with the help of magic, even a simple infinite extension spell, at least a lunar base, and even a Mars base can be completed.

Of course, she knew that the effect of combining with magic was far beyond that. She had also taken the ancient magic pattern class.

Those wonderful alchemical products may really be able to realize Anthony's long-talked-about dream of breaking out of the earth and traveling among the stars and the sea.

"Let me tell you, I have thought about it. When Muggles and wizards are no longer restricted by the secrecy law, I will buy European Orbital Space. If I can't buy it, I will also get some talents and some technology, and then establish My own company, develop my magic spaceship. When the time comes, no one on this earth will care about me. Goodbye to you! My brother is about to go on a long voyage."

Anthony continued to talk about his ambitions. He took a sip of tea from the cup and waved to the twins: "How about you, do you want to be the first mate on my spaceship? Let's work together to develop and find a colonial planet. Become a master and experience the decadent life of the feudal aristocracy."

"Haha, they will definitely take us with them." George and Fred suddenly became interested, "Our experience in developing Muggle aircraft can be put to good use."

Ever since they met Anthony, their dreams were like balloons filled with air, rapidly inflating. The immature idea of ​​opening a prank shop had long since died in their hearts.

"You're right, from now on we will be captains of the sea of ​​stars. Haha!" Fred yelled, as if the next moment they would be picking up the stars with one hand.

And Anthony was also infected by their pride. Maybe he could actually get a rocket for George Fred and the others to study. Anyway, there is no need for a rocket as huge as manned spaceflight, just the kind that propels missiles.

"Okay, stop thinking nonsense." Hermione interrupted the fantasy time of the three of them, especially the look in Anthony's eyes that instantly became sharp.

snort!Still want to colonize planets and become a human being?Experience the decadent life of feudal nobles?

What is a decadent life?

This guy! ! !

"It's lunch time, let's go eat first!" Hermione said with a smile on her face, but there was no trace of happiness in her eyes.

Anthony also felt the strange look in his eyes, and then put down the tea cup in his hand with a smile.

But at this moment, he discovered that there seemed to be a beetle falling on the seat. The pattern on the beetle was very strange, with dots of various colors. They were all connected together by a golden silk thread, far away. It looks like a pair of glasses.

He smiled slightly, then flipped the tea cup upside down to cover the beetle.

Pointing his finger on the cup, he muttered in his mouth: "The force will drain the powerful pines. Everything will be petrified."

After doing this, he stood up as if nothing was wrong, and left the common room with Hermione and the others.

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The auditorium was full of people, everyone was discussing what happened this morning.

As Anthony and the others walked in, the discussion suddenly took on a higher tone.

Everyone looked at them intently, eager to know more about their heroic deeds - at least that's what Ron thought. If it weren't for Harry's obstruction, he would have been able to keep the medal on his chest all the time. .

After approaching the Gryffindor seats, George and Fred suddenly became playful and jumped in front of everyone. Like British gentlemen and royal butlers, they were on both sides and bowed slightly towards them, "Also. Please take your seats, the distinguished Sirs Harry and Sir Ron, oh! And your Royal Highness the Prince, and your Princess."

"That's enough of you!" Hermione shouted with a blush.

Turning around, the two men returned to their previous playful expressions.

"Congratulations, Harry and Ron." This was a blonde girl walking up from the Ravenclaw desk and chair, and she said in her signature ethereal voice.

"Thank you Luna."

"You deserve this, Harry." Luna added: "My dad has prepared a whole page to report on your deeds. You can see it in the new issue of "The Quibbler" tomorrow."

"Thank you!" Harry thanked him again.

"By the way, can you tell me the details of what happened that day?" Finally, little Luna's true identity was exposed, and she came here just to find material for her father.

...Of course this was just Anthony's joking idea, he knew that Luna sincerely wished them well.

"Of course." Harry did not refuse.

"Come sit down together!" Anthony waved his hand and motioned for her to sit down, sitting opposite them.

Luna nodded slightly and sat down.

Then, Ron did the main narration, and lunch time passed by with a few other people just supplementary.

After listening to their stories, it was not only Luna, but also the Gemini and Navisimo who heard their stories for the first time.

Especially when Anthony told about how Voldemort controlled countless dead wizards to attack Dumbledore and Grindelwald, it caused the young wizards to scream.

The weird town, the terrible magic, and Voldemort's cruel methods all left a deep impression on them. Only then did they realize that Anthony and the others were not able to survive safely because of good luck.

But solid magic.

In the afternoon it was Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration.

No one dares to be late for this class.

Since the dementor riots, the enthusiasm for learning among the young wizards has suddenly increased. Although the professors know that this is just a whim, as professors, they are still happy to teach as much content as possible during this time. For the little wizard.

For example, right now, Professor McGonagall is standing in the middle of the classroom, waving her wand to show everyone various transformation magics, dazzling everyone present.

Manipulate fire, control water, and shoot dangerous lightning bolts from your wand, turning the floor into a swamp, churning mud to bind enemies, or become a barrier to protect yourself from oncoming spells.

These are the opposite aspects of the Combat-Transformation Spell.

It is also what the little wizards are most interested in now.

Including Anthony, all the little wizards in the classroom looked at Professor McGonagall's magic with fascination.

However, they did not notice a big problem, that is, if they want to reach the level of Professor McGonagall, the time and hard work required is not what the school can achieve in the past few years.

Most wizards will never reach the level of Professor McGonagall in their lifetime.

Because this requires not only long-term contact, but also talent.

In front of me, Professor McGonagall was showing everyone how to turn ordinary things around into creatures, and then control them to assist in combat.

She waved her magic wand, and a python transformed from water suddenly surged out of the basin next to the lecture table.

The python stood upright.The windward becomes huge.

In the blink of an eye, the water in the basin disappeared, leaving only a python. It opened its mouth and made a silky sound, climbed out of the basin, and followed Professor McGonagall's instructions to wrap itself around a table.

Then with a bang, the python disappeared, leaving only the water prison that bound the table.

"That's awesome!" The little wizard on the side suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

Then, Professor McGonagall waved her magic wand, and the cage that trapped the table turned into a puddle of water again, and the water stains wet the ground.

"Wow!!!"

"cool!!!"

"Amazing!"

"It's a bit like the magic taught by Professor Zhang. So do we British wizards also have such skills?"

Such an eye-catching skill immediately reminded the little wizard of the transformation magic displayed by Zhang Qingqiu in the first grade.

"It doesn't matter if it's flame, water, mist, or dirt." Professor McGonagall said, "I know that the Smoke Curse was taught in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

"Can smoke also be used?" A Hufflepuff wizard raised his hand and asked.

"Of course, any form of object is acceptable." Professor McGonagall nodded affirmatively.Then his eyes passed over the little wizard with an expectant look on his face, and finally his eyes stopped on Anthony.

"Anthony, come and cover it up!"

"Okay, Professor!" Anthony, who was suddenly called out, took out his wand angrily.

He knew that this was Professor McGonagall testing him.

However, the smoke deformation was too easy for him.

"Misty."

Anthony waved his wand, and suddenly the tip of his wand produced a lot of smoke out of thin air. If he wanted, the smoke would be enough to cover the entire Hogwarts.

But now it was demonstration time, and Anthony only summoned a little bit.

After summoning the smoke, he waved his wand again.

The next moment, countless clouds and mist began to gather, and gradually a soaring eagle appeared, waving its wings through the smoke, and flew on the professor's ceiling.

He stretched out his arm, and the eagle landed on his arm.

"Very good." Professor McGonagall finally had a smile on her expressionless face.She looked at Anthony and nodded, motioning for him to sit down, "Five points to Gryffindor."

"Wow, cool!!!" Ron exclaimed.

"It's really amazing. I didn't even know you had this trick."

"Tch, this is nothing." Anthony raised his head proudly, then waved his arms, and the eagle turned into smoke again, and he followed suit. "That's amazing, Anthony. I wish I could have half your magic talent." Neville, who was sitting in front of Anthony, looked back at him with envy.

"You are very talented Neville. Everyone has their own strengths in potions and herbs. For example, I can't recognize flowers and plants that look similar."

After hearing this, Neville's bitter face relaxed a little.

But she still looked at him with envy.

"Okay, be quiet!" Professor McGonagall said loudly.

Suddenly the classroom became quiet again.

"Transfiguration has an unparalleled advantage in wizard duels. No one will compete like this. Two people confront each other and cast spells on each other. When you encounter danger, you must use everything around you that can help you as much as possible. Build an advantage for yourself.”

"The victory or defeat of a wizard's battle may depend on that moment, a spell, a mistake, and an opportunity. And transfiguration is a method you should never forget."

She looked around.

The little wizards all cheered and applauded warmly.

Professor McGonagall raised her hand to signal everyone to keep quiet, and then continued: "Go back and write a paper on the application of transfiguration in actual combat, Thirteen Feet."

"Anthony, Hermione, Harry, and Ron, your paper is to analyze how many types of magic I just used, what types they were, and to discuss the significance of these magics in actual combat."

"Okay, get out of class is over!"

As Professor McGonagall read out the last words, Anthony stood up quickly.

He still had another question, but he didn't ask it yet. He just had some free time now.

"Professor! Can you tell us about human transfiguration, the Animagus?"

Hearing the sound, Professor McGonagall looked at Anthony in surprise, "Animagus?"

"Yes."

"I didn't expect you to be interested in this magic. This is an extremely dangerous magic. It may take several years to become an Animagus. Moreover, people may become obsessed and unable to return to normal humans. I don't recommend it to you. Now that you are exposed to this magic, maybe you can try it again in a few years.”