Hogwarts: This Dark Lord is so evil

"I see. So you can see these blue lights too..." Leifde pondered, nodding slightly. "What exactly are these blue lights? What does seeing them mean?"

"It means that you and I actually possess the same qualities. Have you heard of... Ancient Magic?"

Leifde couldn't help but widen his eyes. "Ancient Magic?!"

Leifde had encountered the concept of Ancient Magic in a game called 'Hogwarts Legacy' before his transmigration.

It was a powerful magic... that only a few wizards could master and use. It could be said to be the protagonist's greatest trump card, his ultimate move... in that game.

"It seems you already know about it. Then I won't need to explain too much."

The strange man didn't ask how Leifde knew.

He simply glanced at the table, and then a delicate teapot and two teacups appeared on it.

The teapot floated up, automatically pouring tea into the two teacups. Then, one teacup floated in front of Leifde.

Leifde immediately smelled a rich aroma of black tea, but he didn't touch the cup in front of him.

"Although all of this is a dream, the feeling it gives you is real. So why not take a sip of tea before continuing your questions?"

Hearing this, Leifde had no choice but to pick up the teacup and take a sip... a lingering fragrance between his teeth.

"Such tea can only be found in dreams, right...? Why do you also know Dreamscape Magic? Are you a member of the Somlenno family?" Leifde asked again.

The strange man shook his head and said, "I am not a member of the Somlenno family. I know this magic because I created it in the first place. However, decades ago, I did teach this magic to a member of the Somlenno family."

"Impossible. The manuscript recording this magic has been around for at least several hundred years. How could you have taught it to them just decades ago?" Leifde immediately noticed the flaw in his words.

"There's no helping it. Who told you to specifically choose a black magic spell from hundreds of years ago? I had to use some means to make you think that the manuscript had enough history..." The strange man said with a hint of helplessness.

Leifde looked at the strange man in surprise. "You were there when I was choosing black magic spells?!"

The strange man sighed. "Leifde, I understand you more than you think..."

"In fact, after I discovered that you possessed the same qualities as me, I wanted to chat with you in your dream."

"Unfortunately... you were too far away from me, beyond the maximum distance of this magic. Even I could only barely appear in front of you, unable to make any sound."

"Until I discovered that you had unexpectedly inherited the Somlenno family's tower, and happened to have a lighter with the aura of Ancient Magic in your hand..."

Leifde said, "So, you guided me to get that Dreamscape Magic manuscript, and then had me practice Dreamscape Magic, so that only after I also learned Dreamscape Magic could you make a sound in my dream? And then use the lighter to lead me here?"

"Yes. I had to find a way to get you to come to me," the strange man said.

Leifde was silent for a while before suddenly asking, "Those white mists that appeared in my dreams... were they also your doing?"

"Yes..." the strange man nodded.

"No wonder... Thanks to the reminder of those white mists, I was able to touch the threshold of Dreamscape Magic so quickly," Leifde said.

"Yes... because I don't have much time left. I can't slowly wait for you to learn Dreamscape Magic, so I had to give you a hand. If I have offended you, I apologize in advance..."

Leifde stared intently at the strange man in front of him. "Now, besides you and me, who else possesses the qualities of Ancient Magic?"

"No one else. So far, I have only discovered you," the strange man replied.

Leifde took a deep breath. This strange man, couldn't he be the protagonist of Hogwarts Legacy?

That was a ruthless person who had to kill seven or eight people even on the way to class!

To think that he would end up in such a state...

"Why couldn't you just contact me directly, but had to put in so much effort to contact me in a dream? Even now that I'm here, you still can't show me your true face?" Leifde asked in one breath.

"As I said at the beginning... I am a pitiful person enslaved by power. I have failed my teacher's expectations of me... I have absorbed too much Ancient Magic power," the strange man's tone was full of bitterness.

"When I discovered that I had too much Ancient Magic power in my body, it was already too late. I paid the price for my conceit... I could explode at any time, and the power of my explosion might be enough to destroy an entire city!"

"At that time, a friend of mine was very accomplished in alchemy... He made me a cloak that could temporarily freeze all the Ancient Magic power in my body, which could delay the time of my death."

"But at the same time, my own body was also frozen..."

"For safety's sake, my friends moved my body here, away from the crowds. Then they slowly tried to solve the problem with my body... As a result, I have been here for decades."

"Now, my friends haven't come to see me for a long time. Perhaps they have all passed away. I can no longer observe them..."

"... I can't go out, and my friends are all dead, so I can only contact you through dreams."

Leifde asked suspiciously, "Then how did you discover that I had this quality if you can't even come out? How do you know so much about me?"

"This has to do with Dreamscape Magic... Do you know how I created this magic?"

Leifde shook his head.

"You should be able to imagine how boring it is for me to stay in this place alone, unable to move. At the same time, how terrifying is the feeling of helplessness that arises..." The strange man's tone became agitated.

"Later, with Dreamscape Magic, I wasn't so bored or desperate... As time passed, I discovered that my dream power could actually spread out and observe many, many things..."

Leifde immediately understood that Dreamscape Magic was created because he was too bored.

A dream that can be changed according to one's own will at any time is perfect for someone who can't even move.

Leifde felt that perhaps it was because of Dreamscape Magic that this strange man was not driven crazy by this endless emptiness and loneliness.

No wonder his Dreamscape Magic could reach this level...

He could even use the power of dreams to observe things outside? How terrifying...

"Then your friends just left you here and left without a care? Why didn't they leave someone to accompany you? They could take turns accompanying you for a while, right?" Leifde asked suspiciously.

"I told them to leave... I'm just a powder keg that could explode at any time. It's not safe for them to stay here..." The strange man's tone was full of helplessness.

How could he not want to face this situation alone? But...

"All of this was originally my own fault... I promised my teacher that I could control this power, but in the end..."

Leifde asked, "Then what do you want me to do to save you?"

"You also have the talent to control Ancient Magic, so... absorb me! Absorb a portion of the Ancient Magic power from my body! That way, I can regain my freedom!"