Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

The words that sounded out of nowhere awakened Dumbledore who was immersed in memories. He raised his head, flashing deep blue eyes with half-moon glasses, and came back to his senses.

"Hmm... did something happen at school again?"

Dumbledore stood up, walked to the window, opened the thick curtains, and gazed at the snow-covered courtyard through the gray weather.

"...It's nothing special, but Professor Minerva was called out by a handsome guy named Urquhart today. It seems that he went to Hogsmeade, and I don't know if it's a date.

In our era, Hogsmeade was just a place where the family members of the teaching staff lived, just a few crooked houses, I really don't know what it means, do you know..."

Dumbledore frowned slightly, came to the office table, and lightly buttoned the chattering photo frame. In just a moment, cheers resounded in the office.

"Hey, Dumbledore, you should have shut that guy's mouth a long time ago. You don't know, this guy's mouth never stopped when you were away!"

"That's right, that's right, it's this guy who forced me to hide in my picture frame at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries. It's so annoying!"

Hearing this, Dumbledore didn't care, and apologized sincerely to the portraits of the two former headmasters.

"I'm really sorry, Principal Dippet and Principal Devante, but Principal Fodsk is also a member of Hogwarts. I have no right to remove the portrait of Principal Fodsk from the principal's office. Please bear with me! "

After finishing speaking, he ignored the chattering portraits, or the portraits pretending to be dead and asleep, and came to the door of the principal's office, opened the door, and came to welcome Professor Minerva who was coming.

"Cockroach pile!"

Downstairs, Professor McGonagall called out the password for the principal's office with her hoarse voice.

To be honest, Professor Dumbledore didn't take the pains to set an undecipherable password for the principal's office like some previous principals did.

Because of the phoenix, he can ignore Hogwarts' magical force field and return to the principal's office anytime and anywhere with the phoenix apparition!

The safest guard in the principal's office is himself. With him, any password or not is basically a formality!

Therefore, the passwords he set have always been very random, and most of them use his favorite snacks as passwords. Those who know him don't need to ask at all.

This situation also caused him to be complained by the magic stone statue that guarded the principal's office every time he changed his password on a whim.

Because the duty of the magic stone statue is to guard the safety of the principal's office, and Dumbledore's actions are obviously holding back the stone statue!

If the password is so simple and you can guess it casually, then what's the point of having a stone statue? It's not as good as a mechanical lock in the Muggle world!

The stone statue has complained many times, but Professor Dumbledore admits his mistakes and never corrects them. He has always gone his own way.

Until the death of Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall continued to use this habit when he became the principal, but the password at that time was no longer desserts and snacks, but the Quidditch team...

"Professor Dumbledore!"

"Oh~ welcome, Minerva, your voice doesn't sound right!"

Hearing the concern of his teacher and close friend, Professor McGonagall showed a reassuring smile.

"Hehe, when I just came back from Hogsmeade, I just suffered from a bit of wind and cold. I have already checked with Madam Pomfrey. It's nothing serious!"

Hearing Professor McGonagall's words, Dumbledore nodded slightly, turned back to the table, tapped the silver goblet on the table with the wand in his hand, and in an instant, the table was full of Variety of refreshments.

Not only Dumbledore's favorite burp dessert, but also Professor McGonagall's favorite fish skin cake.

"It's just afternoon tea time, drink some hot tea and warm yourself up!"

With that said, Dumbledore lifted the teapot, poured a cup of fragrant Ceylon spring tea into the silver cup, and handed the cup to Professor McGonagall.

"Oh, thanks!"

Seeing the black tea, Professor McGonagall once again remembered what happened not long ago, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he was no longer in the mood to drink tea.

"Professor Dumbledore, there is something I think I must report to you about a man called the Ancient One, an Asian!

To be honest, I don't feel too good about this man, even though he gave me a gift that I really like! "

"Oh?"

Seeing Professor McGonagall's somewhat tangled expression, Professor Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, swallowed the pile of cockroaches in his hand, and put down the teacup in the other hand, pretending to be curious and joked:

"...Although it might be offensive to ask this question, I'm still quite curious...I don't know...what did that person named Gu Yi give you..."

"..."

Chapter 434 The Battle in Memories

"Thunderbolt explosion!"

At the back door of the attic, Urquhart held a thirteen-inch holly wood wand in his right hand. He looked so anxious that he didn't even care to use the Unlocking Charm, and directly blasted the heavy wooden door into pieces with the Exploding Charm!

"Meow!"

A more panicked meow than before came from the front door, and Urquhart was even more anxious.

A wizard in the state of Animagus has no ability to cast spells, especially some wizards whose Animagus is a small animal, once transformed, they will not even have the ability to protect themselves!

"Minerva! You bastard! What's coming at me!"

Professor McGonagall's Animagus is a brown tabby cat. Whether it is collecting information on weekdays or escaping in times of crisis, her small and harmless body provides her with a lot of convenience!

But today, the weakness of the Animagus being too weak is undoubtedly exposed, and Urquhart knows that if he doesn't do something, his favorite Minerva will be in danger!

"Come out, coward, what kind of skill is it to hit a woman? If you have the ability, come at me..."

Urquhart walked into the room stepping on the fragments of the wooden door, clenched the wand in his right hand tightly, and repeatedly recalled the key points of the Iron Armor Curse, Apparatus Curse and Stunning Charm in his mind, ready to be inspired at all times!

It's not that he doesn't want to use more powerful spells such as Avada Kedavra, but that Avada Kedavra's requirements for users are too harsh.

The reason why the three unforgivable curses are unforgivable is not because of his spell-casting effect, but because of the inhumane mind needed to cast the spell!

Whether it is the Cruciatus Curse, the Avada Kedavra Curse, or even the Imperius Curse that controls people's thoughts and behaviors, all of them require the wizard who casts the spell to feel pleasure from the spell he uses!

In other words, this kind of wizard must be able to experience the pleasure from killing, torturing, and controlling and enslaving human wizards, so that they can successfully achieve the effect of casting spells!

It is also for this reason that people who use the Unforgivable Curse will be imprisoned in Azkaban Prison!

For such sick and dangerous wizards, putting them in Azkaban Prison is a good choice for everyone!

Urquhart does not have such extreme and morbid psychological problems, and naturally cannot use the powerful Unforgivable Curse, so he can only use the inefficient stun spell to carefully resist unknown enemies!

"Come on! You coward, come face me, come and start a one-on-one wizard duel with me!"

He shouted loudly, one is to attract the attention of the enemy, and the other is to strengthen his courage!

No way, he has graduated for 40 to [-] years. Just like the breadth of knowledge of college students may not be comparable to that of ordinary high school students, the current Urquhart is no longer the same as Hogwarts with all excellent grades. Excellent graduates!

Now he can still recall the casting details of these spells, thanks to the fact that the person he loves is a professor of an academy.

In order to find a common language for chatting, he deliberately reviewed the knowledge that he didn't need at all, but he didn't expect to use it completely today!

"as you wish!"

An erratic voice echoed in the house, and Urquhart could only hear it was a man, but he couldn't hear the location of that man at all!

Ok?

firearms?

Seeing the guns facing him on the dining table, Urquhart's blood was a little stagnant. As a senior official of the Ministry of Magic, he had a lot of contact with the Muggle world on weekdays. He knew that these weapons meant What!

Before he had time to think about it, he ran to the dining table in three quick steps, and just wanted to pick up the gun, but he didn't expect an unstoppable force to come from behind him, and he was directly thrown into the wall!

"Bang~"

"what!"

With a cry of pain, Urquhart threw himself on his back, and saw a young man with a dark face, looking at him like a jerk, picked up the gun on the table, touched some mechanism, stretched out his hand and pushed , The gun disappeared!

"Urquhart!"

An exclamation came from outside the door, but it was Professor McGonagall who heard the voice in the room. The young man glanced at the front door indifferently, stretched out his hand, and another firearm flew into his hand from the living room. The action is stored.

Urquhart's eyes shrank when he saw this action, not because of the firearms, but because of casting spells without a wand!

At this moment, Urquhart suddenly remembered Little Lytle's words, this man knows how to cast spells without a staff!

As the most important spiritual and emotional anchor for wizards and the same frequency amplifier of emotional will, the wand is the most important spell-casting tool for every wizard!

If casting spells with a wand is like reading the ABCs, then casting spells without a wand is like reading through an English version of "War and Peace"!

In fact, the biggest problem in casting spells without a wand is not the power of the spell, but the accuracy of the spell.

It's like the same levitating spell, people who use a wand can make objects float, and people who don't use a wand are very likely to summon a bison and smash it on themselves!

It's not that the power cannot be achieved, but the effect is completely different!

Even those wizards who are accustomed to using magic gestures at the Uganda Academy of Magic in Africa must have their own customary emotional anchors, but they don't use magic wands, and the style is more unique!

A wizard who can cast spells without a stick and a wizard who can't cast spells without a stick can be said to be completely two concepts, not the concept of lethality and spell proficiency, but the concept of mind and will.

Every wizard who can cast spells without a stick, especially those who don't rely on practice makes perfect, but only rely on the mind and will to cast spells, each one is a character with extremely strong mind and will!

In modern times, the number of wizards who can truly break free from wands and use any magic at will can be counted on one hand. The two most famous contemporary wizards are Dumbledore and Grindelwald!

"Minerva, be careful, he casts without a staff!"

Hearing Urquhart's roar, the young man narrowed his eyes and swung his hand back, causing the stone floor to vibrate like waves.

Professor McGonagall, who just broke into the door, was shocked when he saw this. He turned around and disappeared, and then appeared behind the young man. To the young man's torso.

'Sa~'

"Humph!"

Unexpectedly, the young man seemed to have eyes on his back, without even looking back, he dodged the attack by leaning back, and then he bent his hands and flicked, and kicked the wand in McGonagall's hand.

A somersault, lightly landed on the ground, the toes were a little bit on the ground, and several stone pillars grew out of the ground, forming a fine cage, which locked Professor McGonagall firmly in place, not to mention people, even cats. Can't even get out!

Immediately afterwards, the young man glanced at the two of them indifferently, turned around and walked towards Urquhart step by step!

"Urquhart!"

......

"That's it. In just a few minutes, Urquhart and I were all subdued. This is the result of the other party's mercy!"

Professor McGonagall stood side by side with Professor Dumbledore, carefully observing the scene in Professor McGonagall's memory.

Professor McGonagall was paying attention to Wang Xuebin's demeanor, but Dumbledore was paying attention to Wang Xuebin's somewhat flawed movements.

"Very special... He is indeed a special young man... His name is Gu Yi..."

Listening to Professor Dumbledore's thoughtful words, Professor McGonagall nodded seriously. Seeing the memory gradually come to an end, the two of them also turned into a cloud of gray-black smoke, spinning out of the memory in the Pensieve World, return to the principal's room.

"Professor Dumbledore, what do you think?"

"view?"

Professor Dumbledore's brows were always slightly frowned. Although some details in the memory image were not particularly clear, he still saw some things worthy of attention.

"Well... I think I should meet this young man... and have a good chat with him, I think... a man who is willing to give away a limited edition golden snitch should not refuse a weird old man Come visit..."

Chapter 435 The purpose of civilization is not fighting

In the attic, Wang Xuebin frowned, watching the back of Professor McGonagall and Urquhart leaving, the feeling of being spied on finally disappeared!

Whether it was the battle with Urquhart just now, or Professor McGonagall's apology and compensation later, Wang Xuebin could always feel a pair of looming eyes watching him unscrupulously.

Although the feeling of this line of sight is a bit special and weak, but Wang Xuebin can be 100% sure that his feeling is not wrong!

At first he thought that someone was hiding in the dark, waiting to intervene in the battle, but he showed his flaws several times, but no one did it. Even when he imprisoned Professor McGonagall and taught Urquhart a lesson, he didn't cause any disturbance. Let him not know whether the opponent is an enemy or a friend.

This is also the reason why Wang Xuebin didn't keep Professor McGonagall and rudely drove each other away. He had a hunch that this line of sight followed Professor McGonagall.

Sure enough, with the departure of the two, the line of sight disappeared completely. Wang Xuebin looked at the two people who had gone away thoughtfully, and had a thought in his heart that shocked him a little. He didn't know if this thought would have a chance to be confirmed. ..

Professor McGonagall left, and Wang Xuebin didn't want to think about it so much. Anyway, in terms of combat effectiveness, he doesn't fear anyone, even if Dumbledore and Grindelwald join forces!

Compared with the magic in the world of Harry Potter, the combat power of Merlin magic is undoubtedly much stronger!

It's not about the strengths and weaknesses of the power system, but the intensity of the war in the world of apprentice magicians is higher. You know, in the world of apprentice magicians, wars have been fought for centuries!

From the initial war of wizards, to the fight between Merlin and Morgana, to the fight between Balthazar and the remnants of black wizards, until finally, the wizards were turned into protected animals!

For magic born in such an environment, combat power is definitely the first consideration. When every magic is born, the wizards will immediately think about how much damage this magic can cause to the enemy!

A thousand years of magic history is a thousand years of war history. With such a magic system, Wang Xuebin is not afraid of any enemies from the magic world!

Wang Xuebin learned the magic of the Harry Potter world not because of its lethality, but on the contrary, what Wang Xuebin valued was its breath of life!

Cook with magic, clean with magic, repair furniture with magic, and even use magic to pull pranks!

It is such ordinary magic that decorates the entire Harry Potter world into a fairytale-like beauty. Compared with fighting and killing, life undoubtedly contains more profound wisdom.

This is why Wang Xuebin came here, because the wisdom in the magician's apprentice is a war that lasts for thousands of years, but the wisdom in Harry Potter is a whole world!

Civilization has never been aimed at fighting, is it?