Hogwarts magic is justice

Chapter 64 The Pool and the Water

The professors hadn't forgotten the hidden dangers posed by Owen; in fact, the more outstanding he became, the more anxious they became, especially Dumbledore and Snape. They had been searching for a way to maintain Owen's explosive magical growth without harming him, but after searching and searching, they could only try one place now.

As the red express once again billowed black smoke and drove away, another year had passed. Owen went back to pack up and prepare to resume his trip to visit the elderly. However, this time, Dumbledore stopped him, saying that he wanted to see his old friends.

Are there new old friends?

Owen didn't think too much about it. Even with Professor Snape with him this time, he didn't think much of it. He figured it was just another old wizard living in seclusion.

But when he boarded the plane and landed after flying for more than ten hours, he realized where he had come from when he saw people with black hair, black eyes, and yellow skin everywhere.

Longhu Mountain!

Irving bought three tickets and followed behind them up the mountain. Along the way, he saw many young people who looked different from ordinary people. They were quite curious about Irving and his group because of their foreign appearance and their unique robes...

"Principal, I never imagined that your old friend was actually the Heavenly Master of Tokyo University?"

Halfway there, Dumbledore explained who he was going to see, which was something Owen hadn't expected at all. However, he still didn't quite understand why he had come here, just to see an old friend.

This doesn't seem like Dumbledore...

Wizards have magical powers that allow them to live longer, which is common knowledge. As a result, wizards tend to be somewhat detached in nature. Apart from their close relatives, they maintain contact with other friends through letters at most, and they will not meet in person unless absolutely necessary.

They went up the mountain, then through the front mountain, and straight to the back mountain. The environment here was more primitive, but also more secluded. The three of them didn't need anyone to guide them and arrived at a small wooden house. The wooden house wasn't big, but there were quite a few people inside. Two old men were sitting in the main seat, one of whom was wearing a Taoist robe and should be the Celestial Master.

Dumbledore and Snape sat down, but Owen was left in the middle. Just as he was about to greet them, the Celestial Master moved. He casually took a step and was right in front of Owen. A golden light shone from the tip of his index finger and touched Owen's forehead.

That speed... it's too fast, there's no way to dodge it.

What frustrated Owen even more was that the old Taoist was too unreasonable. With a single finger strike, he instantly pierced through the armor he had been maintaining, breaking through thirteen layers in one go. Although the last layer held him back, the golden light from the Taoist's fingertip still landed on his forehead and sank into it...

Looking at the little wizard standing still with his eyes closed, the old wizard was quite surprised: "This little guy you brought is quite interesting."

Here, everyone except Snape was an outsider, and they had no connection to the wizarding world, so Dumbledore had nothing to hide. He nodded and replied, "That's right, he's the one I found, the future headmaster."

Others might not understand; it's just a principal's position, why be so serious? But the old master knew that the so-called principal was not much different from the position of the heavenly master, only the terminology and the management level were different, but both were the heads of a power.

If this force is Hogwarts, then it could represent half of the wizarding world.

"If he can wake up within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, it wouldn't be a bad idea for the old Taoist to teach him the Golden Light Mantra."

No sooner had the old Taoist master finished speaking than Owen opened his eyes, exhaled a long breath, and looked at the old Taoist with a wary gaze: "Master, what you're doing is rather impolite."

Dumbledore laughed, then looked at his old friend: "So, how's my future headmaster going?"

The old celestial master also laughed, looking at the young wizard with gentle eyes, and said, "He is indeed a good child. Very well, considering our friendship, let him have him."

As soon as the old Taoist finished speaking, golden light suddenly appeared beneath his feet, and then he leaped up and thrust straight at Owen's heart. Owen was startled and used a teleportation spell to dodge just before the attack hit him. However, he did not notice that a tall, dark figure had appeared behind him. Before he could sense anything, a pair of hands landed on his shoulders, and he was instantly immobilized. He could only watch as the golden line pierced through his armor and then plunged into his heart.

Suddenly everything went black; I knew nothing of gods or ghosts.

Dumbledore raised his hand, and the young wizard floated in the air. Then, he asked earnestly, "Old friend, is your method really without problems?"

The old master laughed heartily: "Don't worry, his situation is actually a good thing. It's like a pool where the water keeps increasing, but the pool remains the same size. But if you expand the pool, then you won't be afraid of any amount of water. Old friend, have some tea."

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When Owen woke up, he was already at Hogwarts. His trip to the University of the East had come to an abrupt end.

But upon further reflection, Owen suddenly realized that he was still far from being good enough. His armor spells had been pierced with a single finger, and the heavy hands pressing down on his shoulders felt like mountains. Thinking back on it now, he felt a little disheartened.

There's still time...

His original trip to visit relatives was naturally canceled, so Owen stayed in the castle, where he strengthened his physical training every day, and spent most of his time practicing the Golden Light Spell.

The old master did not transmit the teachings in writing, but rather through initiation. As a result, Owen could not pass on the Golden Light Mantra to others; he could only cultivate it himself.

As people get older, they tend to overthink things. Why be so guarded around? It makes him seem like someone who can't keep secrets.

Of course, this Golden Light Mantra has also been modified. First of all, Owen cannot cultivate the auxiliary golden light; he can only use it to enhance his life cultivation and strengthen all the internal and external parts of his body.

Even wizards need to be in good health.

This golden light spell is just right; at least it won't cause any accidents when I use the illusion spell. Otherwise, a golden halo... even a fool would know to throw a stone there and see what's there.

A quiet, undisturbed environment always makes it easier for people to enter a meditative state. Just when Owen thought he would stay there until the start of the semester, Professor McGonagall rushed into the secret room and found him.

"Owen, hurry to the headmaster's office, then use Floo Powder to get to the Ministry of Magic."

Irving was taken aback: "What happened?"

"Yes, prisoners have escaped from Azkaban. The Ministry of Magic sent someone to ask Dumbledore to go and take a look, and Dumbledore asked me to inform you so that you can go with him."