Wow, So Scary

Am I going to turn back into a Muggle?

Anton suddenly thought of this.

Then he sighed in relief. Oh, it seemed there was nothing to worry about.

So what if he became a Muggle? It was no big deal. After all, he had already developed the ability to stack magical creature bloodlines. At worst, he could have someone else activate the Ritual Magic for him when the time came!

As for worrying that no one would help him do it?

Haha, that did not seem worth worrying about either.

Officially, there was the Training Center at the Animagus Office.

Privately, there were his companions at the Cottage. Under his guidance, they had fully mastered the Ritual Magic for stacking magical creature bloodlines.

There was one more hidden concern: time might take away everything Anton had experienced since crossing over.

Mm, that really was something to worry about.

After all, Anton had gone through it once before. Back then, he had put himself into a deep sleep, then resurrected his past-life self. He had wandered the streets of London with nothing, and Anna had given him a thorough teasing.

Other than that...

There did not seem to be anything else to worry about. Anna had completely anchored herself as his anchor point. She would find him easily and protect him.

Anton believed that without question.

And then?

What else was there to worry about?

Oh, right. It was not merely his ability to cast magic. Everything he had experienced since crossing over—his memories, emotions, and will—would be erased by Time Magic.

Wow.

So scary.

Fortunately, he had just updated his Horcrux. After all, the self constituted the River of Time, and the River of Time ensured the indestructibility of the self.

In short, on the level of time, a Horcrux