The Plane Lottery System of the Pantheon

Zhang Chen walked around inside, but was disappointed in the end. For some reason, Zhang Chen did not encounter any interesting things in the legendary terrible Black Forest.

Zhang Chen did not stay in the forest for too long, and walked out directly. Hagrid should be back soon.

Sure enough, after Zhang Chen went out, Hagrid was already waiting for Zhang Chen in his hut.

Hagrid saw Zhang Chen coming out of the Black Forest with a calm face, and he hesitated to speak, "Chen, didn't you encounter anything?"

Zhang Chen felt a little puzzled, "No, what's wrong?"

Hagrid shook his head, "It's okay, but it's better not to go here in the future, because there are some bad things in it."

Zhang Chen nodded and stopped talking.

Hagrid and Zhang Chen sat in the hut, and their silence made the hut seem a little depressing.

Zhang Chen suddenly became curious and looked at the hunter's hut, which didn't look very big. "Hagrid, do you usually live here?"

Hagrid nodded, "Yes, this is my home. Professor Dumbledore built it for me."

Zhang Chen estimated that the hut might not even be 30 square meters in total. It was a bit crowded for Zhang Chen, not to mention a giant like Hagrid who was 3 meters tall. "Have you ever thought about moving to another place?"

Hagrid shook his head, "This place is great. I live here. Although the place is a bit small, it is comfortable."

Zhang Chen shook his head, "No, you misunderstood. What I mean is, don't you think it's crowded here? How about I help you build a new hut when I have time?"

Hagrid heard Zhang Chen's words, raised his head and looked at Zhang Chen with a complicated expression, "Chen, you are the second person who would consider me."

"It's nothing. We are friends, aren't we? Then it's settled. I will help you design a new house when I have time." Zhang Chen smiled slightly and put a piece of wood into the fireplace.

Time passed quickly, and the bells of Hogwarts began to ring.

Hagrid stood up and walked out, "Okay, the banquet is over, the students have gone back to rest, I'll take you to see Professor Dumbledore."

Zhang Chen nodded and followed Hagrid.

The whole castle was still brightly lit, and Zhang Chen followed Hagrid into the castle.

Zhang Chen found that all the buildings here were connected by magic.

Even some unreasonable places became reasonable because of the existence of magic.

And the many murals on the walls of the castle were yawning one by one, and they all looked sleepy.

"What are these? Are they all people who died here?" Zhang Chen looked at a lady who yawned and asked Hagrid.

Who knew that the lady on the wall would roll her eyes at Zhang Chen at this time, "Impolite Muggle, we are Heroic Spirits!"

Hagrid stood up at this time and bowed apologetically to the lady on the mural, "Sorry, ma'am, we don't mean to disturb you."

After walking a little further, Hagrid whispered to Zhang Chen, "All the murals here are wizards who once came out of Hogwarts. They are all Heroic Spirits. They have made great contributions to the magic world and have been preserved. They hate people saying that they are dead."

Zhang Chen nodded, "Sorry, I really don't know this."

Soon, Zhang Chen and Hagrid arrived at a hall.

There are countless stairs that rotate from time to time above the hall.

Hagrid greeted Zhang Chen, "Come with me, be careful of these stairs, they are enchanted and will move at will."

Zhang Chen followed Hagrid all the way to the top floor.

The top floor of the castle is very quiet. Zhang Chen can see that this is where Dumbledore works.

Hagrid pointed to the only door in front, "Go in, Professor Dumbledore is inside."

Zhang Chen walked to the door and was about to open it, but the door opened automatically, and Zhang Chen walked in directly.

The room looked very tidy, with only two bookshelves, a desk, and a chair with a high back.

After Zhang Chen walked into the room, the door closed automatically, and the chair with a high back slowly turned around. Dumbledore, with a white beard and kind eyes, sat on the chair and smiled at Zhang Chen.

"Welcome to Hogwarts, Mr. Zhang Chen."

Out of respect for Dumbledore, the wise man, Zhang Chen bowed slightly, "Hello, Professor Dumbledore."

Dumbledore looked at Zhang Chen, "I received Hagrid's letter a long time ago. At that time, I didn't believe that there was another system in the world besides magic, but now it seems that Mr. Zhang Chen is a good example."

"Professor, you are too kind. I have just started. This time I came to Hogwarts to see if I have any talent for magic." Zhang Chen smiled slightly.

Dumbledore stared at Zhang Chen for a long time, then turned his head to look at a hat on his desk, "What do you think?"

The hat suddenly spoke at this time, "Well, it's difficult, very difficult, I think I need him to wear me."

Dumbledore looked at Zhang Chen at this time.

Zhang Chen directly picked up the hat and put it on his head.

The hat began to mutter to himself at this time, "Oh! This magical world, wow, so that's it, my God, it's amazing!"

Dumbledore and Zhang Chen both looked at the hat in confusion.

The hat began to speak after a while of exclamation, "Well... I can't find much useful information, but as far as I know now, Mr. Zhang Chen obviously has a high potential for black magic."

"What is black magic?" Zhang Chen was a little surprised.

This time, without waiting for the hat to speak, Dumbledore began to explain, "Dark magic is magic that specifically attacks and kills, which is different from magic that helps people live more conveniently."

"Dark magic is not allowed in our academy."

Dumbledore's words disappointed Zhang Chen.

"Does that mean I can't live in Hogwarts?"

Dumbledore smiled slightly, "I'm afraid so, but nothing is absolute, right?"

If that's the case, then Zhang Chen can't stay in the academy, and it will be difficult to complete the task.

Zhang Chen turned around disappointedly and prepared to leave, but suddenly Zhang Chen thought of a brilliant idea and stopped immediately.

"Professor, do you need a tutor here?"

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, "Does Mr. Zhang Chen want to be a tutor at Hogwarts? But you don't know magic, what are you going to teach?"

Zhang Chen smiled slightly, and a trace of sword intent condensed on his fingertips, "I don't know magic, but I can teach what I am better at."

With the appearance of Zhang Chen's sword intent, the whole room was filled with pressure.

Dumbledore looked at the amazing power of the sword in Zhang Chen's hand and suddenly showed a hint of interest, "What is this?"

"This is sword power."