Anton had a super treasure trove in his head, which was the countless discussions of knowledge between the ancient witch Volkanova and the ancient goblin Pedro, originating from the goblin Pedro's memories.
Unfortunately, despite sitting on a mountain of treasure, he couldn't get any of it.
The topics these two discussed were simply too advanced, and they wouldn't mention anything rudimentary, so Anton was mostly lost and confused.
It was as if he now had a hard drive recording hundreds of years of scientific discussions between giants like Einstein and Tesla, but because he only had the knowledge of a first-grader, he could only understand the tiniest fraction.
Oh, which was just the little bit he managed to incorporate into his 'Bionic Charm'.
Voldemort...
Pah.
It was Professor Quirrell's class, which explained things in a simple yet profound way, from the modern magic of the 'Scarecrow Jinx' to the ancient curse that transformed magical creatures, the 'Scarecrow Sprite', tracing its origins with clear logic.
This research method of systematically organizing the evolution of a spell was the perfect way to decipher the great treasure trove of memories!
It was a true epiphany!
Old Voldy really is Old Voldy, so awesome!
From just one class, Anton truly understood a lot.
Coupled with Snape's guidance, countless inspirations gushed out.
It was already very late when he returned, but he still sprinted quickly towards the outside of the castle.
He moved through the secret passage that George and the others had told him about and soon arrived at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, where he could see from a distance that Filch was still stubbornly standing guard nearby, Anton crouched down and snuck to the back of the hut.
The Elephant-Eating Vine swayed its branches cheerfully in welcome, parting a door on the wall for him to enter.
This was the advantage of a living house, he didn't need to use the main entrance, for him, every place could be the main entrance.
tangled vines twisted, pulling a suitcase up from the deep roots in the ground.
Anton drew his wand and waved it gently, the suitcase opened, and the materials on the bookshelf inside floated out page by page.
Those drawn by the old wizard, those drawn by him, floated one by one before him.
Jumping, drifting.
Finally, they settled on the magical images belonging to the werewolf.
"Yes, yes, yes, this is the feeling!"
He waved his wand, and these drawings changed rapidly, like a revolving lantern, the changes in the magical images turned into an animation.
"Hahaha, I finally understand!"
"Old wizard, you foolish teacher, I've figured it out, you know?"
"Hahaha!"
Mimicking Old Voldy's gesture, he elegantly raised his hand, fingertips pointing up.
Suddenly, his entire middle finger began to grow larger and larger.
Long wolf fur sprouted out, a werewolf's finger had one more joint than a human's, and when tensed, it was a full foot long.
The sharp nail glinted under the light, like a dagger.
In an instant, it changed back again.
Previously, he could also turn his arm into a werewolf arm, but that required a long wind-up, not anymore!
From viper to werewolf, Anton could proudly say that he had glimpsed the realm of transformation!
"Full body transformation, hahaha!"
Being alone, Anton didn't mind letting his laughter sound maniacal, because he was just too happy.
Life was already hard enough, he couldn't always be so tense, he had often danced in his room when hiding away.
"Barbara, full body transformation!"
Anton quickly took off his cumbersome clothes, he had to wear them back to the dormitory later and couldn't let his werewolf form rip them apart.
But just as he was feeling the gentle breeze on his feet, he whipped his head around.
"!!!"
Damn!
Countless heads were peeking out from the threshold between his lab and the twins' lab.
"Whoa~" George said with an amazed look.
"Mmm~~~" Fred nodded with a mysterious, knowing expression.
Besides these two, there were also Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger.
Harry and Ron were stunned, Hermione covered her face but didn't know to pull her head back.
"..." Anton really wanted to say I can explain.
Just then, a translucent head suddenly dropped from the ceiling, caught by the hair by a hand and dangled in mid-air. "I heard you call me, foolish apprentice, eh?"
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"A terrible day, a crappy day!" Anton paced unhappily in front of the sofa.
The five kids squeezed obediently on the sofa, pretending to be good children, Anton looked coldly at their pretense, almost laughing in anger, what, should I give you a little red flower?
"You didn't even turn on the lights! Just waiting to see me make a fool of myself!" Anton was so angry he was flailing his arms, okay, he knew he shouldn't be angry, after all, there wasn't even a door between the two labs.
But it was just so annoying.
Ahhhhhh~~~~~
This is social death!
"Hey, Anton, it's nothing, when we go to the pool, we also only wear shorts." George threw an arm around Anton's neck.
"That's right." Fred said with a serious face, bumping Anton's shoulder with his own, "We all like to wear tight ones."
Anton stared at their expressions, then looked at Harry and the other two, he leaned on the table with both hands, looking down at the trio's faces, "But you're holding back laughter!"
"You're still laughing!"
"You haven't stopped!"
Pfft~ Hermione let out a laugh, and when she saw Anton looking over, she quickly covered her mouth.
Seeing that Anton was about to get angry again, Harry Potter quickly explained, "Anton, we didn't mean to look, George and the others also told us not to go into your lab, but your laughter was just too loud, that's why we got curious, and we didn't go in..."
"So it's my fault?" Anton was completely speechless.
He pointed at each of them, "You're still snickering!"
"Gagaga!" The old wizard wasn't afraid of him, laughing gleefully on the side.
Joy is contagious, and everyone else started laughing too.
Now there was no way to vent his anger, what else could he do but forgive them.
Anton looked displeased.
Seeing the atmosphere lighten up, Harry Potter asked curiously, "What were you doing just now, some kind of evil ritual?"
This kid's train of thought was always peculiar.
Anton smiled, a wide grin that showed his white teeth, looking like a vicious beast in the dim light, "Yes, since you're so curious, I'll show you!"
Just that abruptly, countless wolf hairs sprouted from his body, scaring George and Fred into running to the side.
"Oh, Merlin's bald head!" the old wizard exclaimed, quickly approaching, "You figured it out?"
"You figured it out!"
"Hehe." Anton grinned at the old wizard, his head began to rapidly elongate and grow larger.
At the same time, his entire body was rapidly elongating and growing, in less than ten seconds, a 7-foot-tall (2.1 meters) werewolf stood before them.
Huge, thick, long arms rested on the table.
The werewolf's mouth was huge, large enough to swallow the three little kids in front of it in one bite.
Especially those sharp, hooked teeth, which snapped together with a clatter, scaring Harry and Ron's faces pale.
"Werewolf!" Hermione screamed, reacting quickly and pulling her wand from her wizard robe pocket.
"Werewolf?" Anton cackled, suddenly lunging at them.
Harry screamed: "Ahhhhh~~~~"
Ron screamed: "Ahhhhh~~~~"
Hermione screamed: "Petrificus Totalus!"
Many people expressed their dislike for this plot point, feeling it was offensive, so I changed it. It's now changed so that George and the others are looking in from the doorway of their own lab, there is no door between their two labs. Hmm, I hope everyone is satisfied.