Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Dumbledore sat at the head of the long table, and there was no emotion on his face. Of course, it might be because his beard was too long and covered the lower half of his face. All the teachers at Hogwarts were sitting there.

At this long table, they looked solemn and no one spoke, waiting for Dumbledore to speak.

"I believe everyone felt it two days ago." The old man spoke slowly, his voice full of energy and his words very clear.

"Frankly speaking, I'm not sure who it is, or the magic fluctuations coming from the thing. After many discussions, cautious guesses, and communication, we still can't know what it is. But I'm sure it is.

After speaking with wizarding school principals and law enforcement agencies around the world, I can confirm that this phenomenon is worldwide. If anyone here has any guesses, please speak up. We need to discuss it."

After a long pause, Dumbledore saw his long-time colleague, Professor Minerva McGonagall, speaking. This lady wore a black pointed hat and looked dignified and elegant. She was clear and elegant.

Cleared his throat and said: "I think that is a message, some kind of invitation. I can feel from the fluctuation that He has no ill intentions...at least for now."

Madam Pomfrey also spoke. This woman's voice always made people feel her rigor: "Although I can't perceive the message in the fluctuation as clearly as Professor McGonagall, after conducting a physical examination on all the students in the school yesterday,

, that fluctuation did not affect them. Some young wizards even had their magic power levels rise a bit because of that special throbbing."

"Severus, what do you think?" Dumbledore suddenly asked the gloomy man sitting next to his right hand. He had greasy black straight hair that reached behind his ears and was all black, giving people a very depressing look.

The feeling. His voice did match his appearance, and there was a certain precision in the low tone: "At least, it won't be him."

As these words were coldly thrown out of his mouth, the temperature in the flickering candlelight conference room seemed to drop a bit. Dumbledore made a gesture to indicate that he should stop talking. The old man

Standing up, his gray robe dragged on the ground. Dumbledore said without hesitation: "Actually, everyone, I can feel the exact meaning of the wave of messages. It is indeed an invitation. The location is in Estin, France."

.I will set off to go there tomorrow to find out. The time is uncertain. I hope that you can perform your duties during this period and manage all aspects of Hogwarts."

He paused for a while, not knowing what emotion was brewing in his eyes. After a while, he slowly said: "...If I don't come back within a week, the duties of the principal will be handed over to Minerva.

Mag." He nodded towards Mag, and then announced: "The meeting is adjourned! Everyone, please go and have a rest, it's getting late."

As the meeting ended, he seemed to become more relaxed. Others walked out of the meeting room in twos and threes. Only McGonagall, Severus, and Dumbledore, who was taking out a bag of candy from nowhere and eating it, remained.

Bit.

"Are you really going?" Severus asked suddenly.

"Of course, if someone invites you to go somewhere, how can you refuse? You can't be a rude person." Dumbledore winked at him playfully. Severus Snape turned his head, he

Got up and left.

Professor McGonagall looked at the old man worriedly: "But we don't know if it's him... or another one."

"Don't worry, Minerva. I've already confirmed that my old friend is still staying well in New Meng Garden. And Tom... I don't think he has the strength." Dumbledore said with a smile.

He seemed unworried, but only he knew what he was really thinking. Professor McGonagall shook her head, stood up and left. Only the old man with white hair and beard was left sitting alone in the conference room eating.

with candy.

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Dumbledore acted very quickly. The old man, who was the most powerful white wizard in the world, used Apparition with his Elder Wand early in the morning to arrive at Estin. This beautiful countryside is located in the countryside of France.

, surrounded by mountains and rivers, the environment is charming. The simple spire houses were hardly damaged and still retained the antique charm. He almost fell in love with this small place.

But he had something serious to do here. Dumbledore let go of his magic power to search the village, and only after the third time did he find something slightly wrong. It was like a hair on the bed sheet, and you couldn't see it unless you looked carefully.

come out.

He walked forward, and the passers-by on the street turned a blind eye to him. He allowed the tall old man with a beard that reached his waist to walk around as he pleased. He arrived at the door of the villa, and just as he was about to reach out and ring the doorbell, he found that the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

Suddenly, he came into a void.

It feels like you are in the center of the universe, surrounded by hovering stars, which are shining charmingly. Even Dumbledore was fascinated by this scene for a while, and he tried to cast a spell with his elder wand.

, but as soon as he took it out, the wand disappeared. A young voice said: "Ah, your wand is a bit interesting, almost as good as a ten-year-old's."

"Who is your Excellency?" Dumbledore calmly prepared to cast a spell without a wand. The young voice said enthusiastically: "Don't worry about it for now, you are much better than others."

There was a condescending attitude in his tone, but Dumbledore didn't hate it, because it was more like a teacher criticizing a student. This made Dumbledore a little stunned, and also a little dumbfounded. He didn't know what this person was.

What was the purpose? But soon, he discovered that the stars began to rotate - the young voice spoke again: "Please forgive me for being rude, but this is my personality. You are the only one who has found this place, you

You passed the first test, this is the second. If you still pass...then, I will show you real magic."

The star rotated and flew in front of him. Dumbledore was attracted by the rotating white star. Although he didn't want to, the inexplicable attraction attracted him like honey. The surrounding scene began to blur.

, only the star remained in his eyes. In the next second, he found himself appearing in an empty square again, floating in the sky.

"This is...?"

"Don't worry, like I said. It's just a small test. The fact that you stared at the star before and didn't get burned to death means that you are not a bad person, at least not a treacherous person." A young man

Turn your back to him and stand upright with your hands behind your back.

He turned around, and Dumbledore found that this man with long hair and shawl was almost devilishly handsome, but it was not that people wanted to get close to him, but he was very aggressive. Especially those eyes, which seemed to contain starlight.

, just one look at it gives people the illusion that their soul has been sucked away.

Seemingly noticing this, the man smiled helplessly and snapped his fingers. Dumbledore noticed the flash of black magic between his fingers. He said gently: "I'm sorry, because this is the world of souls."

, so the illusion I used on myself failed."

Dumbledore said jokingly: "So, this is your true appearance?"

"Ah, yes. As I improve in magic, my appearance becomes more and more distressing to me. As a last resort, I had to cast a long-lasting illusion on myself. Not to mention this, please be prepared.

Oh, I haven’t asked your name yet. My name is He Shenyan, who are you?"

"Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore."

"It's really long, but it doesn't matter." The man clapped his hands, and the sunlight above his head disappeared instantly, turning into a starless night. He snapped his fingers again, causing a floor tile in the middle of the square to shatter. He

Pointing at the feet of the two of them, he said, "Is there any way you can restore the broken floor tiles without using a magic wand?"

"I can try." Out of politeness, Dumbledore did not speak too confidently. He was full of curiosity about the current situation and everything the young man showed him - but at the same time, he also understood that this was definitely not something a wizard could do.

Arrive. If you don't consider the man's true identity, he might think it's a joke from the gods.

Dumbledore stretched out his right hand, and his magic power was rapidly gathering in his hand. The old man hadn't tried to cast a basic spell so seriously for a long time, and he shouted: "Return to the original state!"

So the broken bricks re-formed into a perfect state. He Shenyan applauded, nodded and said: "Not bad. You are much better than other people I have seen. They are really ruining themselves."

talent."

"But now, I want to tell you the true meaning of magic." After he finished speaking, he pointed with his hand, and the floor tiles that had just been transformed by Dumbledore's spell became shattered again. And Dumbledore was shocked to find that,

That was done in a way that restored him to his original state - he could cast a counter-spell after just one glance at his own spell?!

He Shenyan noticed his shock and smiled: "It's not a big deal. Please look carefully."

Dumbledore looked carefully at his outstretched right hand, which was slender and powerful. The finger pointed casually, and the same amount of magic as when he cast Restore came out, but what he did next made Dumbledore's eyes widen.

He rolled his eyes. He saw that He Shenyan used that tiny bit of magic power to make the floor tile turn back time in an instant - it first changed into what it looked like after Dumbledore cast the spell, and then He Shenyan asked him to use magic power.

The broken appearance finally became what it was when it first appeared. No trace of magic remained, it was just an ordinary floor tile.

And it still uses the same magic power operation method as before.

"Do you understand?" He Shenyan asked with a smile.

"You...you, how did you do that? Please forgive me for being rude..." Dumbledore was a little incoherent. After noticing this, he tried to recover from his blunder. But He Shenyan didn't care about this at all, he

He smiled and grabbed Dumbledore, and the two squatted down. He pointed at the piece of land and patiently explained: "The simple spell you just released should use magic to change the object back to your memory.

The appearance inside is the complete appearance. Well, you may not understand what I say. Because this involves the essence of magic, that is, the will interferes with reality. But you should have seen the way it manifested when you used that spell,

It's like going back in time, right?"

Dumbledore nodded blankly. He Shenyan continued: "Yes, that is the truth behind this spell. I am surprised that you don't realize that behind this simple spell is the essence of magic! Think about it.

I thought, if I just use magic power to make the object look as good as in my memory, I can make it have a reaction similar to turning back time. Then why can't I just make it turn back time?"

He Shenyan's right index finger wrote a word in the air, which was exactly the restoration spell that Dumbledore shouted when he cast the spell before. He picked up the black magic spell and mixed it together, and a black magic ball emerged.

Appeared in his palm. He broke another floor tile and threw the magic ball up. The black magic ball disappeared after a burst of light, and the floor tile became intact again.

He added: "Look, even if you don't use those advanced techniques, I can simply change the operating mechanism of this spell, as long as you understand the nature of magic well enough."

Dumbledore looked up at the man and asked in a daze: "What is the essence of magic...?"

The handsome man smiled and replied: "It's a miracle. Anything that can't happen but happens, that's a miracle."

He pulled Dumbledore to his feet and stretched out a hand as if to shake.

Dumbledore did not shake his hand, he still looked shocked: "Uh, sir, what do you mean...?"

He even used honorifics subconsciously.

He Shenyan raised his eyebrows and said with some humor: "Can't you see? I'm just an environmentalist who is very sad about your waste of magic power. I'm here to teach you magic."

After a moment, Dumbledore held his hand and the two looked at each other. He Shenyan had a satisfied smile, while Dumbledore had not yet recovered. But he knew that if this person wanted to do something

He doesn't need to bother with any evil deeds. With the kind of power he shows...

Dumbledore didn't want to think about it anymore. He threw away those messy thoughts and his mind was filled with what He Shen said just now.

"So... when do we, ahem. I mean, when do we start?" He even coughed nervously, which reminded him of his mood when he first learned spells, which was no different from now.

"Now you can."

The man replied with a smile.