The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts

The person with the most powerful force is not necessarily the one who obtains the greatest benefits, because obtaining benefits ultimately requires more political wisdom.

From this perspective, Grindelwald may be the one who is most likely to gain the most benefit among the top wizards.

The remaining three people, no matter what they care about, have always been too lazy to pay attention to what they don't care about.

It's as if Dumbledore doesn't like or even care about power, what he wants is to have decisive influence, that's all.

And Anton cares about...

"The Lord of the Rings?"

When Anton took such a thing from Lucius Malfoy, his expression was dazed.

Lucius was really brave. He dared to come to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft when the American Magic Congress and the European wizarding world were in flames, and when Voldemort was planning to fight Dumbledore.

Oh, it looks like he is still the school manager.

And this guy really helped Anton and Dumbledore a lot. His past efforts have paid off. He may be the only Death Eater in Voldemort's forces who can easily come to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

It is said that Lao Lu just visited Dumbledore, and he really missed his old love for not being slapped to death by Lao Deng.

"What is this thing for?" Anton looked curiously at the so-called 'Lord of the Rings' in his hand. There was indeed extraordinary magical power surging on it, but this alchemy product obviously had a certain tendency, and the magical power inside was powerful but And lack of agility.

Lucius raised his hand and stretched out his palm from the sleeve of the wide wizard robe, revealing a ring inlaid with golden gemstones on his finger, "This one in my hand is the 'Golden Lord of the Rings', which represents ' The Golden Family' rights belong to the highest tier under the Dark Lord."

"As for the 'Supreme Lord of the Rings' in your hand, only a few were released, representing the wizards recognized by the Dark Lord."

Anton chuckled, "I don't need Professor Voldemort's approval."

Listening to Anton's address to the Dark Lord, Lucius' expression became weird, but he continued to talk, "It has a function, and I think you will be satisfied."

"The 'Wizard Wisdom Library' that will be established to collect and store the knowledge of the entire wizard world is not completely open to everyone, and everyone can only obtain the corresponding authority."

"And the 'Supreme Lord of the Rings' means that you can browse and read any book, material, manuscript, etc. in this library without restriction."

"Great!" Anton's eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt that the ring in front of him had become a little more delicate, "Thank you to Professor Voldemort for me."

Old Lu is definitely the most thoughtful person Anton has ever met. There are countless thoughts beating wildly in his mind, which makes Anton, who is releasing the instigator, feel dizzy for a while. Gentle smile.

He just gracefully performed the wizard etiquette of an ancient pure-blood family, and planned to say goodbye to Anton.

Obviously, he came to Anton with only this request.

But Anton knew that Old Lu was here to help Voldemort through his past relationships, reduce the resistance of various forces to Voldemort's control of the Magic Congress, and try to bring back Barty Crouch Jr.

Old Lu didn't say anything, and Anton didn't bother to speak.

He just looked at the ring in his hand thoughtfully, raised his eyebrows, and asked Lucius who was about to leave, "The name of the Supreme Lord of the Rings is simply amazing, who gave Professor Voldemort the idea?"

Lucius froze for a moment, rubbed the snake head scepter in his hand to recall for a while, and then replied, "It's Alessandro Harris, he is the Potions professor at Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He wants to The standardization of potions was opposed by many famous potions masters, who believed that he was making potions lose their spirituality, which was a stupid act."

"The Lord Dark Lord gave him the opportunity and agreed to let him make some attempts in the places under the jurisdiction of the Magic Congress."

Anton nodded, "I know, Professor Harris, heh, when I brought the Beauxbaton School students to participate in the Quidditch competition, I drove him to the Black Lake to soak for a day."

"!

! "Lucius was stunned. He opened his mouth, decided to be cautious in his words and deeds, saluted, and left.

All he had to do was watch Draco, his silly son, practicing magic in the valley of the cabin, and he would be fine.

There are no more worries.

The rest depends on whether he can follow the Dark Lord to a greater mountain, or fall into a dark abyss.

Give it a go, what if it works?

After all, what Voldemort can give him is everything that neither Anton nor Dumbledore can give him.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Anton stroked the ring in his hand, watching Lucius' leaving back from a distance.

Professor Harris, of course he knew.

The old saints under Lao Ge's subordinates bullied Voldemort for not knowing the story of Muggles, and even helped to name it "The Supreme Lord of the Rings"?

Ha, One Ring...Gandalf...Dumbledore...

Lao Ge is really full of bad humor.

Sure enough, in this game, Lao Ge was the one who quietly played chess, and Voldemort, who had no magical power, became a wage earner full of subjective initiative.

Of course, it can't be said that Voldemort will definitely lose, and he will ride the wind and take advantage of the situation. Sometimes fate is really full of all kinds of ironic arrangements.

Anton tore out a piece of paper, wrote the words 'choose a nail' on it, and asked Fat Ball to take it to Cornelius Fudge.

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So…

Since he chose to sit on the sidelines and wait for the opportunity to give them a wave of stimulation, of course he had to make arrangements early.

Anton could almost foresee an ending where Barty Crouch Jr. would be put back.

The power of magic does not mean that it can really do whatever it wants. All things in the world will be reduced to pigs and dogs. Dumbledore will compromise, Anton knows.

As for what kind of benefits Lao Deng would get in exchange, it was beyond Anton's consideration.

This old bee is unlikely to suffer.

Anton's attention was more on Barty Crouch Jr.

You know, after Anton made a 'Rune Snake Animagus' for Little Barty, Lao Fu made a 'Polyhedron Animagus' for Little Barty based on this.

As for this polyhedron, Anton killed Peter Pettigrew, destroyed Voldemort's Horcrux (Chapter 739), and successfully separated Sirius.

But Barty Crouch Jr. still has that part of the magic.

This is very interesting.

Lao Fu is thinking about the magic knowledge that Anton has researched, and Anton shares his knowledge with the whole world, hoping to study and learn through other people's research. How could he not study Lao Fu's invention.

And now, he has an interesting idea.

About the method that Lao Fu used to possess Professor Quirrell back then, about the "crack spell" researched by the old wizard Fiennes, about the "polyhedral Animagus" invented by Lao Fu...

All of a sudden, a lot of ideas were boiling, dismantling, and structuring in my mind.

"Quack quack..."

"No one knows better than me. Before the Animagus is transformed, no one can discover the existence of the other side of the wizard..."

"Lao Fu's research is a bit rough after all."

"And Barty Crouch Jr. is now a perfect container. With a little modification, he can become..."

Anton thought for a while, wondering what kind of description is more appropriate.

"A mecha that can be ridden? A wizard with a shadow space? A system with a back door?"

"Quack quack ~"

"This is so interesting."

Anton suddenly thought of Mad-Eye Moody for some reason, and he didn't know if the old man would be interested in considering hiding in Barty Jr.'s Animagus layer and playing next to Voldemort of the Magical Congress of America. ?

Tsk~

Nice!

It must be very exciting to think about it!

"What did you say?" Lao Deng was stunned by Anton's thoughts. He looked at Anton in disbelief. This kid's knowledge of magic surpassed his imagination time and time again.

"It's easy to understand. I plan to go to the cell to help Barty Crouch Jr.'s broken Animagus clean up. In theory, his polyhedral Animagus now has..." Anton waved He waved his fingers and looked at Dumbledore seriously, "It can become three vacant Animagus between existence and non-existence."

"That is to say, he has three faces that don't appear to be, but actually have a body."

"This level of possession is something no one can detect."

"You can think of him as a knight bus with three seats and people can get on and off whenever they want."

"It's very simple."

Dumbledore really stared at Anton dumbfounded. This is simply the most evil magic he has ever heard in his life, bar none!

"Merlin's beard!" Professor McGonagall yelled from the side. As a master of Animagus transfiguration, she really couldn't imagine that Animagus could do this?

It's outrageous!

"Just do it!" Mad-Eye Moody suddenly paused the wooden stick in his hand, and looked at Dumbledore with burning eyes, "Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall and I came here this time to persuade you not to let go Take Barty Crouch Jr., he can do too much damage."

"But if that's the case, I think there's a strong case for him to go back."

"I would like to hide in his Animagus!"

"No!" Professor McGonagall's eyes widened. "This is too dangerous. If Tom notices this, you will die, meaninglessly!"

Dumbledore was silent, he unconsciously twisted the weird ring on his finger, frowning and thinking.

"Albus!" Professor McGonagall stared at Dumbledore seriously, "Are you really thinking about such a thing?"

Dumbledore looked at Professor McGonagall helplessly, "It's really not good to do this, but it is undoubtedly very tempting, and I have to weigh the pros and cons."

"Professor McGonagall!" Mad-Eye Moody also called out, "Look at me, look at me like this, without a leg, without eyeballs, old and frail, and sooner or later I will go to the grave, rotten One life, why not try something meaningful while still moving and doing something meaningful before dying?"

"Great changes are taking place over there, and it's not just affecting the magical world. People like Voldemort don't care about the Secrecy Act at all. The Muggle world will also be greatly affected."

"Our influence can't reach there at all. If no one can go to see it, is it necessary to rely on some gossip or the news next to a celebrity lace news in the newspaper to make decisions?"

"This may be the best opportunity!"

At this moment, Professor McGonagall also fell silent, and she slumped in the high-back chair helplessly, looking a little weak.

Obviously, this change of Voldemort has gone far beyond what the Order of the Phoenix could have dealt with. "It's even worse than the time when Gellert transformed into the Auror Director of the Magic Congress!"

She muttered.

Dumbledore raised his brows slightly, and didn't say anything about it, but just looked at Anton, "Can you guarantee that nothing will go wrong?"

"No!" Anton spread his hands, "In theory, it is possible, but you won't know until you actually do it."

"!

! "Old Deng almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Panting heavily, he finally resisted the thought of beating up the unlucky child, and gave him a hard look, "After you complete the magic, I will study it myself. Little Barty go back."

"How can this be possible!" Anton looked at Lao Deng in displeasure, "You seem to have forgotten that I caught Little Barty! How dare you put him back without asking me to see?"

Dumbledore squinted and stared at Anton coldly, "What are you going to do?"

Anton grinned, smiling very much, "I found out that I, the excellent seed selected for the Wizarding World by the Top 100 Tournament, except for the few friends I taught privately, the other contestants are all picked by you. Divided up?"

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

"One by one moves so fast!"

"If Ron hadn't told me that Scrimgeour had found him, I wouldn't have realized it yet."

"Okay, if you want to share it, you can share it. Now every little wizard has power behind him. It's really interesting."

"I plan to treat Barty Crouch Jr. as the reward for the fourth level of the Top 100 Tournament!"

"Professor Voldemort wants, well, let the champion he secretly picks go for it!"

Mad-Eye Moody frowned as he listened to Anton's words, thinking quickly with the thinking of countless times he had dealt with criminals in the past, but still couldn't grasp Anton's motives for doing this, and couldn't help asking, "What's the point of doing this?"

Dumbledore sneered at the side~www.NovelMTL.com~ because he found it exciting! "

"Quack quack..."

"You know me so well!"

Of course Dumbledore knew Anton. When everyone was playing games at a certain game level, Anton, the shit-stirring stick, would come out and make some silly gestures, so that anyone who wanted to play had to have fun with him first.

There is simply no one more wicked than this hater of children!

Oh~

It seems that there are.

As long as Dumbledore thinks of the 'Supreme Lord of the Rings' that Lucius gave him just now, he can think of the scene of Gellert snickering behind his back.

hiss~

Headache!

Come across such a thing!