Magical Studies at Hogwarts

The Dark Lord is suspicious, and his past experiences prevent him from easily giving his trust to others.

Before Ike, perhaps there were only three people who gained his trust: Barty Jr., Bella, and Snape.Now, Ike has become the fourth, and perhaps the most special one among them.

But no matter what, Ike got a way to become stronger from Lao Fu. It was also the path of finding the roots in Lao Fu's words, aiming to pursue the most essential form of magic.

Athens is the first stop.

During the years when Lao Fu traveled around the world, he collected many historical secrets and legends. After careful analysis, he personally verified them one by one.It's obvious that he got a lot.

But there are some who have not succeeded, and this miraculous olive tree on the Acropolis of Athens is one of them.At that time, his mastery of magic was not as good as Ike's now, but he was just more advanced in those weird black magic.

And that kind of magic is not enough to allow him to pass through the guarding power that has been in existence since unknown times.

After a peaceful sleep in the hotel, and after breakfast the next day, Ike headed to the Acropolis like an ordinary tourist.After arriving, he naturally blended into a tour group, fell at the back, and started touring while listening to the tour guide's explanation.

Pass through the mountain gate and tour all the way, looking at the remaining ruins of the once majestic temples and buildings until you reach the Parthenon. Stop and take photos in front of this most famous building, and praise ancient times with your fellow travelers. The miracle of Athens.

There were some older people in the tour group who were a little tired after visiting several ruins, so they simply rested where they were.There were a lot of people taking a break, and there was more than just this tour group. If I calculated it carefully, there were dozens of people.

Ike quietly leaned against a boulder and took a sip from a bottle of water, no different from anyone else.After they had rested enough, each tour group continued moving forward at the call of the tour guide.

There are many attractions in the Acropolis. Even if you walk for a day, you can only visit the famous places.

Almost no one will choose to go back the next day because there are still some places that have not been transferred. For most people, this is the only time they visit the Acropolis in their lives, and they will never visit this place again in this life.

It wasn't until after four o'clock in the afternoon that the tour group that Ike had sneaked in left the Acropolis.People were satisfied, and the rolls of film consumed were a testament to that.

Ike was also satisfied, especially when he discovered that the old man with a white beard who had sneaked in with him had disappeared without knowing it.

Thanks to his strong control over magic power, he can almost ignore most magic detection methods.It would be impossible for the guards to detect it unless they used some ancient and strange methods.

It was obvious that the old man with a white beard who had sneaked into the tour group like him did not have such means.

Quietly left the tour group and strolled on the streets.It seemed to be walking very slowly, but it didn't take long for Ike to arrive at the beach.The blue roof of the white house complements the color of the sea water, and the sunlight shines down, making it dazzlingly bright.

Of course, if you want to enjoy this beauty, you need to ignore the noisy crowds around you and the dirty parts of the streets.

Also, ignore the old man with a white beard who suddenly appears next to you.

"It's not the time yet. When the sun sets, that will be the most beautiful scenery that makes people calm down unconsciously."

Dumbledore stood quietly next to Ike, wearing a gray robe and gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.People were coming and going around him, but no one noticed him. In their eyes, there was only a young handsome guy here.

"Last night was very lively. The Greek Ministry of Magic was in chaos. A group of old guys tied the minister directly to the Acropolis, and then the entire Greek magical world was shaken." Dumbledore looked at the sea from a distance and said, "That's not all. They brought this matter to the International Federation of Wizards..."

"So?" Ike said softly.

"So?" Dumbledore smiled and said, "So many old guys like me came to Athens today, because we all know exactly what was lost in the Acropolis last night."

Ike nodded when he heard this and said: "It seems that it is indeed a very precious thing."

"Yes..." Dumbledore sighed, "It is said that the goddess of wisdom gave the Athenians a treasure. Its fruit can give people extraordinary power..."

At this point, Dumbledore suddenly smiled: "There are many mysteries in the world that even I cannot know, but this so-called fruit that can make people extraordinary is not among them."

"Olive fruit? Wisdom fruit? It's just a name, but it is indeed something of great benefit to wizards."

"You came here just to tell a story?" Ike interrupted Dumbledore who was about to say something more, looking a little impatient.

Dumbledore smiled again, waved his hand, and said: "It's just an old guy's nonsense. Maybe it can be called a suggestion..."

"What advice?" Ike asked.

"If your next stop is Istanbul, I think you can give up." Dumbledore said with a smile. "You should go directly to Baghdad and to the banks of the Tigris River. If you are lucky, you may be able to find another possibility there. Something for an old guy like me to fiddle with again.”

"You know what I'm going to do?"

"Of course, the road to roots, the road to pilgrimage, the magic road, whatever you want to call it, this is the travel route of many wizards, it can also be called the treasure hunting route." Dumbledore pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said .

"I walked this road with someone decades ago, then Tom, and now you."

"Although I had long thought that you would set foot on this road one day, I never thought that it would be now." Dumbledore sighed, "You may be the youngest traveler in history..."

After a pause, Dumbledore continued: "Don't think too much. The reason why I advise you not to go to Istanbul is because the last miraculous thing there has been taken away by Tom, and what is left now is just an exquisite fake. .”

"And it seems to me that even if that thing still existed, it wouldn't be of much help to you."

"Your soul is the hardest thing I have ever seen to break through."

"So, are you admitting that you once wanted to peek into my brain?" Ike also had a bright smile on his face.

"Yes, I admit it, I did." Dumbledore admitted without hesitation, "After all, no little wizard has ever done what you did in the first year."

"I have to promise that you won't go astray."

"What about now?" Ike asked.

"Now?"

"Now, you are on the right path..."