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Anton wore a strange expression, he had never quite dared to face Dumbledore.
As the greatest white wizard of the century in everyone's words, this man's power was undoubtedly extremely formidable, especially since he was also proficient in Legilimency, and who knows what other tricks he had up his sleeve, while Anton himself had a terrible past as a dark wizard's apprentice.
He sometimes feared that Dumbledore would discover his proficiency in dark magic and expel him from the school.
Don't think it wouldn't happen, throughout the history of Hogwarts, there were countless people who dropped out midway.
Anton liked Hogwarts, the learning atmosphere here was great, it was full of talented people who spoke pleasantly, and the professors were all dedicated, he felt he was making great gains every day.
"This doesn't look like one of George and his brother's prank inventions." Dumbledore looked at him, "I can see you have a very deep understanding of werewolves."
Speaking of this, Anton was no longer sleepy.
He had never been a humble person and never minded showing off his excellence.
Struggling to get up, a magical light flickered, and a cool sensation washed over him, he instantly felt much more comfortable.
"Thank you."
Anton sat up, "I'm treating Lupin's condition."
"Lupin?" Dumbledore's eyes were filled with emotion, "I haven't seen him in a long time, he is a sensitive child at heart, always refusing others' kindness, as if afraid of owing a debt he can't repay, living his life cautiously."
"Lupin admires you very much, Professor."
"He is indeed a grateful person." Dumbledore took off his glasses and wiped them gently, "Although I don't need it, I just hope he can live a good life."
Anton chuckled, "He's living quite well now, and my initial treatment has shown results."
"?" Dumbledore raised his eyelids, his gaze questioning, "Werewolves are not a recent problem."
"He can now freely choose to transform into a werewolf at any time of the month." Anton's face was full of pride.
This time, Dumbledore was no longer his usual extremely calm self, he looked the mummy before him up and down in astonishment, confirming that this was a first-year student from his own school.
"Not only that, I'm also treating Nagini, she was on the verge of turning into a snake completely, I've delayed this process by ten years!"
Now Dumbledore could no longer sit still, his gaze became sharp.
When Nagini came to him with Newt back then, he had also thought of many methods, but none were effective, in the end, that girl left Hogwarts with a look of despair, for which he often blamed himself.
"Snake Transformation Candy, Werewolf Experience Candy..."
Dumbledore raised an eyebrow, "It seems an extraordinary student has come to Hogwarts."
"May I explain my experimental process to you?" Anton looked at him expectantly, "There are many difficult problems that I have to explore bit by bit, I hope to get your help."
Dumbledore had a strange look on his face, the old man even gave a mischievous wink, "You restless child, learning Potions from Snape on Saturdays, learning spells from Quirrell on weekends, and now you plan to have me help you with your research? Which day of the week do you think would be suitable?"
Anton had a righteous expression, of course, with his face covered in bandages, no expression could be seen, "Lupin and Nagini need your help!"
His words were resolute.
"Haha." Dumbledore stood up, smiling, "Alright, get some good rest."
???
Was he rejected?
Anton was somewhat disappointed.
"Come to my office when you've recovered, you little fellow who's busier than I am, I'm very interested in your research."
Yay~
Dumbledore left.
But Anton could no longer sleep.
Why sleep, there's plenty of time to sleep after death!
The light of the Photomemory Charm flickered, and countless lines appeared before him, a total of four diagrams.
The magical images of Nagini in her human and viper states.
The magical images of Lupin in his human and werewolf states.
Suddenly, an idea struck him, he enlarged the werewolf's magical image and conjured another magical image beside it.
This was the magical image of the dragonhide part of a lesser dragon species.
He stared at the two images, "Why do I feel there's some inexplicable connection between these two?"
The goblin Pedro had always said that Anton was on the wrong path, researching things with no future.
This old goblin, who had lived for hundreds of years, was knowledgeable and despised the view held by many that modern spells were a regression, "Modern spells tend to be more complete and stable, this is the most suitable path summarized by our predecessors after falling into countless pits."
He believed that no matter how strong a werewolf's magic resistance was, it couldn't change the fact that werewolves were at the bottom of the wizarding world.
The upper limit for this thing was too low, that's all it could be.
It would be better to honestly study the Shield Charm, become a master of a certain spell like Fiennes (the old wizard), a Shield Charm master could almost be said to be on a bright path.
In Anton's words, it was like having an invincibility cheat.
But today.
Just today.
Anton saw the view beyond the werewolf's upper limit!
The werewolf's magical image and the fire dragon's dragonhide magical image had an inexplicable compatibility!
What did this mean?
Was it like installing an airplane engine in a supercar?
He suddenly had a new idea about the crossbreeding of magical creatures in the wizarding world, could it be that these species also had similar compatibilities in certain areas, which allowed them to cross the species barrier and give birth to new species under the influence of magic?
"I think I've discovered something incredible!"
Anton murmured, his eyes dazed.
He gently extended a bandaged finger and tapped a point on the structural diagram of countless colored lines before him.
The werewolf's magical image continuously flipped along the key point he had tapped, its internal structure enlarging, twisting, and being exposed.
His finger moved sideways, and it truly aligned with the dragonhide's magical image at a certain node.
Then, the two continuously flipped and enveloped each other.
Anton kept searching for other points of compatibility, "Just two more, only two, if I can find them, it'll work..."
His eyes, reflecting the lines of the Photomemory Charm, were brighter than ever before.
...
That evening, Anton welcomed two fellow patients.
To be precise, two werewolves.
Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter.
"You're saying everyone else recovered under Professor Dumbledore's spell, but you two didn't?" Anton expressed his disbelief, gently putting down the cup in his hand.
"I ate seven." Draco looked dejected, "I look so ugly now, I don't even dare to look in the mirror."
"I ate nine." Harry glared at Draco.
The two started arguing again.
Anton's mouth twitched, he found the answer in their argument, such an absurd situation was probably because when Harry and Draco were fighting over them, they stuffed the candies into each other's mouths.
The wildly stacking potion effect was so strong that even Dumbledore's 'Human-Restoring Charm' was useless.
"You should be quiet!" Madam Pomfrey took away the medicine cups from the three of them and gave each a piece of chocolate. "Rest well, I don't want to hear you two arguing again."
When asked about his condition, Anton said his whole body was starting to itch.
"It seems you're recovering well." Madam Pomfrey smiled with relief.