Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"...Merlin's beard, is this true..."

"... Come and come... Look, Forbidden Forest, Black Lake, Quidditch Stadium, Wizards League Glory... Look, even Hagrid's Stone House..."

"Hey! Look... unicorns... and people... magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest are also here..."

"Wow, look at the sky, is that a fire dragon?"

"...That's the Shufeng Dragon... and a Zuowu... My God...so beautiful..."

The children ran around excitedly, and the familiar and fresh scenery could not be seen enough.

Even Professor McGonagall was already a big deal, but he couldn't stand his curiosity. Under the leadership of Emosen, he walked through this new Hogwarts Castle, and was constantly admiring.

The scene in front of them was really beyond their expectations...

"Dimensional World - Based on the Hungarian Mirror, with the help of phantom movement, door key, and other dimension movement magic, the safest, most stable, and closest to the real world selected from tens of thousands of dimensional spaces...

It is a real world, an affiliated world that is attached to the real world. The larger the real world, the larger the dimensional world!

Every wizard, as long as he has learned the trap in the mirror and has the coordinates of this world, he can return to this world through any mirror...

I believe that with this world, today's wizards will also have infinite possibilities...

Professor Dumbledore, I wonder if I can exchange this gift for Hogwarts Castle?"

On the campus of Hogwarts, the two sat on a bench by the black lake, looking at the children playing in the distance, with gentle smiles on their faces.

"Haha...Professor Gu Yi, I must admit that the most correct thing I have ever done in my life is to invite you to be a professor of the Dark Magic Defense Class at Hogwarts...

I think that in the history of future generations, I will be fortunate to leave a rich mark in history books because of your existence...

The magic you created...is so great..."

Dumbledore, wearing a pair of brand new half-moon glasses, looked around with his dark blue eyes, with a novel smile on his face uncontrollable, and sincerely complimenting...

When Wang Xuebin, who was standing beside him, smiled and pulled out the original land deed from Hogwarts from his arms, flicked his fingers gently, and said with a smile:

"...If that's the case, then I'm not polite..."

As he said that, his wrist trembled, and the Hogwarts Castle, which had been spread for thousands of years, completely became Wang Xuebin's private property.

When Dumbledore saw this scene, his eyebrows raised lightly, blinked mischievously, and said playfully with a smile:

"I think...even if the Big Four are resurrected, they will agree with my decision...but..."

Speaking of this, Dumbledore paused for a moment, pursed his lips, and then continued:

"...If you are willing to be the principal of Hogwarts... I believe the Big Four will be happier. Maybe they will jump out of the coffin happily..."

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Wang Xuebin burst out laughing, shook his head slightly, and asked with a smile:

"What? Are our greatest white wizards in our contemporary era really ready to retire?"

"...Haha... Professor Gu Yi, you are joking..."

When Dumbledore heard Wang Xuebin's words, he smiled modestly, shook his head, leaned back slightly, looked up at the blue sky, exhaled gently, and said slowly:

"...I just think...Professor Minerva's proposal might be good..."

"Professor Minerva's proposal? Which proposal?"

When Wang Xuebin heard this, he raised his eyebrows and asked:

"Forgive me, Professor Minerva has too many suggestions. I wonder what you are referring to?"

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, Dumbledore smiled indifferently, turned his head and said softly:

"...Haha... To be honest, Minerva has a lot of ideas. If it weren't for you, I think she would be a qualified principal...

As for the proposal...I mean the one about the Minister of Magic..."

"Minister of Magic?"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin's brow moved slightly, turned to look at Dumbledore with a calm face, raised his eyebrows and asked:

"You mean, are you going to run for the position of Minister of Magic?"

Dumbledore nodded softly when he heard this, looked at Wang Xuebin with a surprised look, smiled slightly, and explained:

"Yes, I did have the idea of ​​becoming the Minister of Magic. I can take advantage of my old bones and still have the strength to move..."

"Hiss~"

Dumbledore's words were indeed beyond Wang Xuebin's expectations. To be honest, he had never raised the mind to connect Dumbledore with the Minister of Magic. At this time, he was inevitably a little surprised when he heard Dumbledore's words.

"...If I remember correctly, it seems that you have rejected the offer from Minister of Magic more than once...why? Have you changed your mind now?"

“…change your mind…”

Dumbledore murmured slightly, leaning on his knees, and slowly stood up.

Wang Xuebin, who was beside him, stood up when he saw this scene, and the two of them walked slowly along the path by the black lake.

The gentle wind blew past the ends of the two of them, warm, itchy and very comfortable.

"...Indeed, I have rejected the position of Minister of Magic more than once..."

Dumbledore looked at the road ahead with his eyes as if answering questions or talking to himself. Wang Xuebin followed him and listened quietly without interrupting him.

"...That's because I know myself best...I'm not as noble as others say...I also have many shortcomings that ordinary people have never understood, and rights are one of them...

Although it's a bit conceited to say this, I have to say that in today's wizarding world, few people except you can stop me from doing what I want to do...

Without the blessing of rights, if I add the help of rights, I will become the most authoritarian minister in the wizarding world ever...

Under such extreme temptation, I can't guarantee that I will do anything unforgivable and stupid, which will bring unimaginable disasters to the wizarding world...

After all, Gellert is a lesson in the past. There is only one idea difference between me and Gellert..."

Dumbledore said softly, with an extremely honest expression, as if the person he was talking about was someone else, not himself.

"What about now? Why did you change your mind?"

Wang Xuebin's question was not beyond Dumbledore's expectations. After hearing Wang Xuebin's question, he smiled gently again.

He reached out and pulled out a brand new magic wand from his arms, a fifteen-inch mitrilless wand made by Wang Xuebin with alchemy.

The silver staff exudes a soft silver glow, which looks very gorgeous.

"Because, now someone can stop me from doing stupid things, right? My friend!"

Hearing this sentence, Wang Xuebin smiled. His smile was pure and clean, without any impurities staining it. He raised the fifteen-inch elderberry wand and said with a smile:

"...Yes, my friend, I swear, if you do something stupid, I will definitely hammer your head like I did!"

In the sky, Dumbledore chuckled gently, crossed the silver wand with the elderberry wand in Wang Xuebin's hand into an x-shaped shape, casting a tangled shadow on the ground, blinking his left eye slightly, and said mischievously:

"...I hope you can show mercy to my age..."