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Chapter 175 Gaining New Spatial Senses
Of course, this "not too long" was a benchmark set by Dumbledore based on himself as an old man who had experienced both World War I and World War II.

This is also the reason why Dumbledore did not show his anxiety openly. He felt that he would not see the outbreak of the second witch hunt in his lifetime.

Therefore, Dumbledore’s main mentality is: believe in the wisdom of future generations.

Anyway, a way out has been opened up for you, and the drawbacks of magic have been patched up for you. The predecessors have fulfilled their responsibilities, and the descendants cannot say that they, as old men, have done nothing.

So Dumbledore was quite relaxed.

After all, he is a peace-loving person. Although he is a little power-hungry, he realized this when he was young. Therefore, he tried his best to stay away from positions with real power and be a principal who teaches and educates people.

Dumbledore's attitude towards the wizarding world remained the same. He introduced magic power only to leave a way out for the wizarding world, not like Voldemort, who hoped that wizards would run away and enslave Muggles to become the masters.

So just take a mana class, there's no need to worry about more problems.

Dumbledore did not reveal his thoughts to Du Mu.

After all, Du Mu is from another world, and the future of the wizarding world has nothing to do with him. This is a problem that wizards like them should consider themselves.

Of course, this was only out of consideration of not wanting to trouble the other party. Magic power was also a product of another world, and Dumbledore welcomed it.

He was so relaxed that he had no idea how ambitious this professor from another world was.

Du Mu put down the student registration form and sensed the situation of the school... This time he used magic power to scan, not Kryptonian hearing, so it was more detailed.

Well, Harry and the others are taking a break.

Although Harry once became the top star in the school, and his every word and action was closely watched, as time passed, as long as there was no professional fan who was paid to pretend to be fanatical, the emotions of normal people would slowly return to the mean.

Therefore, Harry's life is much more normal now. Although he is still the focus of everyone's attention as long as he opens his mouth, he can also blend into the crowd when he doesn't speak.

Not only that, Harry seemed to have made a lot of friends and could happily talk and laugh with other classmates.

But Du Mu noticed that their main topic was Quidditch.

Du Mu couldn't help laughing at their excited words.

The existence of magic power naturally has no restrictions in the rules of Quidditch.

In this situation, any little wizard could easily grab the Golden Snitch by relying on the control of magic power, not to mention Harry who gets a Golden Snitch almost every year.

I just don't know whether next year's Quidditch game will include rules restricting magic power.

As expected, Harry's current friends are all senior students, and they should also be members of the original Quidditch team.

At this time, Dumbledore looked at Du Mu's expression, suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly, and said: "Professor Du Mu, have you been troubled recently?"

"Huh?" Du Mu was slightly stunned, not understanding why Dumbledore suddenly asked this.

Dumbledore looked at Du Mu, mainly out of curiosity about the situation in the other world, so he asked: "Did you encounter any difficulties in other worlds? You can tell me about it, after all, we are friends."

Du Mu thought to himself that he had handled the situations in other worlds very smoothly and there were no problems at all.

But Du Mu lowered his eyes slightly and understood why Dumbledore suddenly asked the question.

Because Du Mu's mood was indeed not very good.

After all, he devotes two-thirds of his energy to dealing with the vicious crimes that can be found everywhere in the world.

For an ordinary person, his understanding of society is like a blind man touching an elephant. He can only feel whether the environment around him is good or bad.

But for Du Mu, every minute and every second, he was actively looking for the ugliest and most unacceptable situations in the world to stop them.

It would be fine if his mental power could sense the living environment of every human being on Earth. The lives of ordinary and happy people could offset this part of the darkness.

But Du Mu's attention span is not that broad. He must take the initiative to find and pay attention to those who desperately need to be saved... and there are just too many of them.

It’s no wonder that after Superman acquires his super powers as an adult, it takes him another ten years to grow from a young man in a small town in Kansas to Superman.

This level of the dark side of the world is extremely deadly and poisonous to people with immature minds.

Fortunately, Du Mu's thoughts were already very mature, and he understood that even what he saw was only one-sided, and he did not develop childish emotions such as disappointment in humanity and human nature.

But to put it bluntly, ordinary people are angry after reading all kinds of toxic news on the Internet, but Du Mu is actually exposed to dozens or hundreds of such news every second. It would be strange if he could be in a good mood.

Of course, one thing that is better than ordinary people is that when ordinary people see angry news, they can't wait to reach into the screen and beat up the person.

And Du Mu is really capable.

Therefore, he could vent his negative emotions wherever they came from, which made Du Mu appear normal on the surface, and he could even talk and laugh with Dumbledore normally.

But Du Mu's mental strength is too strong compared to ordinary people. While he can feel the emotions of ordinary people, ordinary people actually feel his emotions more strongly.

It's just that Du Mu's mood is usually very calm, and he is very relaxed when interacting with his disciples. He is even secretly excited about receiving ten times the feedback, and rarely shows any negative emotions. This was the first time that he was noticed.

Du Mu closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, Dumbledore felt that the vague sense of oppression had disappeared.

Du Mu smiled at Dumbledore and said, "It's okay, Principal Dumbledore... Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who is stubborn. If I need help from my friends, I will definitely ask for it."

Apart from this, Du Mu did not explain any further, and Dumbledore could only put away his curiosity.

At the same time, he was constantly wondering in his heart, what kind of powerful enemies and difficulties would make Du Mu, a strong man who could integrate the power systems of all the worlds, feel so... depressed, angry, and even sad?

But it's no wonder. The other party can travel to different worlds, and it is normal to encounter powerful and difficult to deal with people in a certain super-standard world.

Professor Du Mu is not invincible after all.

Maybe he is just a little bit better than me? Then it is normal to encounter setbacks.

Dumbledore's life was not smooth sailing.

"Then I will ask Professor McGonagall to inform the children who have signed up for the magic course that they can start the class."

"The first class should be for the sixth graders, right? Otherwise, they will graduate in a month."

Dumbledore said, standing up.

Du Mu noticed that he had lost some weight and no longer looked like Santa Claus.

And the amount of snacks in the principal's office seems to have decreased.

At this age, he still has the time to lose weight. It is obvious that he is quite confident in his longevity.

Du Mu smiled and nodded slightly, saying, "It's all up to the principal."

His mood had just improved, and it was indeed partly due to Dumbledore.

Friends? Since crossing over, I have almost always accepted disciples, and there are indeed very few people of the same mental age who can communicate with each other.

Zhao Yuanhai and the others were very nice, but after his strength improved, they couldn't help but appear respectful. Sometimes, Du Mu could even clearly feel the hidden nervousness in their hearts when facing him.

Du Mu was also helpless about this. Seeing how much pressure they felt to get along with him, he rarely took the initiative to meet with them.

Dumbledore naturally had no worries in this regard. He was even more relaxed than usual when getting along with Du Mu because he didn't have to act like a principal.

At the same time, an idea arose in Du Mu's mind: collect the power of faith as soon as possible and create a screening mechanism that conforms to his own values.

It will be easy then.

Thinking of this, Du Mu's expression suddenly changed.

He turned to Dumbledore and said, "I'll be back in a minute."

Dumbledore thought he was going to check on Harry, so he nodded casually.

After Du Mu passed away, the empty portraits began to be filled with the figures of past principals.

"Huh... Remember the last time he left, there wasn't such a strong sense of oppression? Could it be that he has become stronger again?"

"That's impossible. The improvement of the soul and spirit cannot be achieved through exercise alone."

"Or has he become weaker?"

Dumbledore was too lazy to get involved in the conversation between these former headmasters. He looked up and asked, "Weaker? How is that possible? I feel like he must have become stronger."

The headmaster's portrait shook his head and frowned, "Maybe it's because I died a long time ago, so I feel it more clearly. In my opinion, the last time he left, he was able to perfectly gather his spiritual power into his body and would no longer affect the surrounding spiritual bodies..."

"But this time, his control has decreased, and it has decreased a lot."

"Yes, at least two-thirds!"

Dumbledore nodded, lost in thought.

It seems that Professor Du Mu really encountered some danger in the other world, which caused his mental strength to weaken?

Is the reason why he didn't tell me that you feel you are not capable enough to help the other person?

Dumbledore, who was originally in a relaxed posture, slowly straightened his back.

Then, shouldn’t I be too lazy?
What if Professor Du Mu really encounters an unsolvable problem one day, but does not seek help because he does not want to get himself into trouble, wouldn’t I lose a good friend?
Do you want to... learn some magic skills yourself?

It's always better to be prepared.

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The Dali family is living a happy life now.

Although it doesn't quite fit the routine of the Dragon King with a crooked mouth, the personalities of the Daly family are indeed very compatible. After Harry left completely, the atmosphere at home was not affected at all and it looked like everyone was having fun.

Of course, it is an ordinary happy family. Harry's aunt and uncle are still worried about Dali's grades, and Dali often behaves in the childishness and immaturity of a spoiled teenager.

Du Mu was not looking for them, so why should he care about them?

Du Mu came to look for Harry's closet.

He was suspended high in the sky, looking at Uncle Harry's house below him and stretched out his hand.

A thin golden stream of light swirled in Du Mu's palm.

Du Mu closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then raised his hand and swallowed the power of faith in one gulp.

This is not about eating the power of faith in the physical sense, but a ritual performed using the action of "eating".

This amount of power of faith is not small, and it is almost all Du Mu has in stock at the moment, so Du Mu still opened his eyes with anticipation.

Then he showed a hint of disappointment.

Compared to before using this power of faith, the scene before him had hardly changed at all.

Du Mu used the power of these faiths in order to gain "spatial perception" and to confirm the scope of the portal in Harry's closet.

After all, having experienced the demolition of Crime Alley by Hulk in the DC Universe, Du Mu knew that a building originally bound to a portal would not regain its teleportation ability after being roughly demolished and restored.

So Du Mu thought, can I try the power of faith? Unfortunately, the power of faith that had always brought Du Mu surprises seemed to be weak this time.

Du Mu did not give up. He easily came to the closet door where Harry used to live without disturbing the Dali family.

He could see right through the door and saw that the closet had long been rebuilt into a proper storage room, with no trace of Harry at all.

Du Mu put his hand on the door handle.

Suddenly, he was slightly stunned.

The moment he touched the door handle, Du Mu's senses directly came to the world of martial arts hall, and he heard again the countless voices that were recovering from Shura's attack.

But at the same time, the sounds of the Hogwarts world continued to pour into Du Mu's ears.

This was the first time that Du Mu felt like he was in two worlds at the same time.

It is also because of this that Du Mu can clearly perceive where the boundary between the two worlds is.

Du Mu couldn't help but smile.

"The power of faith is indeed strong. It can even do things like spatial perception, which is almost equivalent to having an extra sense."

However, the power of faith that Du Mu has currently obtained is weak after all, and the effect is not very obvious. It requires physical contact to be felt.

But it's already amazing.

The transformation from 0 to 1 is the most difficult.

Du Mu followed the edge of the space he felt and used his magic power to slowly peel off this part.

Suddenly, when the Daly family was having dinner, dust suddenly fell from the ceiling.

They looked at each other and looked towards the source of the tremor.

Then he was shocked to find that... the stairs in his house were slowly moving away from the wall.

The ceiling was also lifted up, and the entire triangular staircase, including the closet and the floor, slowly floated up into the sky.

It was daytime, and all of the neighbors, whether they were walking their dogs, taking a stroll, working out, reading the newspaper, or mowing the lawn, all noticed that the people around them had stopped what they were doing and were looking up at the sky with shocked expressions.

A triangular building was floating in the sky, with its edges so neat that it looked as if it had been cut off.

Standing on the stairs, Du Mu thought for a moment, then stretched out his hand, and suddenly two gold bricks flew down from the sky.

This was moved from a drug den that was completely wiped out. They had been poisoning the area for many years, and all the early victims were dead. The local people who were exploited have changed several times, and the gold has become purely ownerless.

In order to protect Dali's family, Du Mu even used Magneto's ability to fuse the two gold bricks into a line of text.

【Repay the closet】

Du Mu then flew these golden words neatly into Dali's house, and they landed at the original location of the stairs right under the family's noses.

The Vernon family, who were originally extremely furious, were slightly stunned after seeing the golden three-dimensional text.

Immediately, the eyes of the family of three were illuminated by the golden reflected light.

Vernon muttered, "So wizards also know how to trade..."

Penny, who was originally immersed in the surprise, suddenly panicked and said: "Wait, this can't be made by damn witchcraft?"

Vernon was stunned, and said anxiously: "Damn it, we have to act quickly, otherwise the gold will disappear in a while!"

Du Mu shook his head and laughed, but ignored it and flew back to Hogwarts with the stairs that hid the closet.

How should I put it? When dealing with the real dark side of the world all the time, even Vernon's greasy face doesn't seem so annoying anymore.

Du Mu, who spent two-thirds of his attention dealing with global crimes, became more tolerant when facing ordinary people who appeared in front of him.

However, Du Mu was monitoring the voices from around the world at all times, and since no malicious incidents had occurred in this area, he naturally did not pay much attention to it.

So much so that he didn't care even when he heard the sirens of police cars approaching in the distance.

After all, it is normal for the police to take a look at such things.

As for being coveted for its gold?

This was a white community in the suburbs of London, and it was also the peak period of the Western human rights myth. The gold worth just two houses was not enough to make the respectable middle-class people nearby take risks.

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When Dumbledore followed the message sent by Du Mu and asked the sixth-grade students to gather on the grass in the campus as if they were taking a flying lesson, he never expected that Du Mu would fly back carrying a ladder.

"What is that? A Muggle plane?" A sixth-year student looked at the sky and asked curiously.

Another student said disdainfully: "How could a Muggle plane fly over Hogwarts? It must be a bird."

"No...it seems to be..."

A little girl in the sixth grade gradually opened her eyes wide.

"It's the stairs!"

Then a group of children, including Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore, all looked at Du Mu falling from the sky in astonishment.

Since all the sixth grade students took Du Mu's magic class, Professor McGonagall, who was supposed to teach another elective class to the sixth grade students, simply came to audit the class.

But she couldn't figure out what the mana class had to do with stairs?
Du Mu stood on the stairs, which slowly descended to a blank wall surrounding the lawn.

It even happens to connect to the window of a classroom.

Harry was originally bored in class, he didn't care about the history of the wizarding world at all, he only cared about studying magic.

But suddenly, he keenly noticed the movement and turned his head to look out the window.

Then I saw a familiar-looking stair corner...and it appeared outside the window.

Through the handrails of the stairs, you can see a group of stunned sixth-year seniors, as well as Professor McGonagall and Headmaster Dumbledore.

But Harry stared at the stairs, frowning and looking as if he was in a state of deep thought.

So familiar.

Where have you seen this staircase before?

Then, a pair of quaint boots stepped into the focus of Harry's attention.

Harry was stunned and raised his eyes.

Then he stood up from his seat and said in surprise, "Uncle Du Mu!"

For Harry, he hadn't seen Du Mu for a long time, and he was particularly surprised to see him this time.

All the students looked at him curiously.

The ghost professor Binns Cuthbert, who was teaching the class, was still reading the textbook in his hand lifelessly.

Fortunately, the class was taught by Professor Binns, otherwise Harry would definitely be deducted points for disrupting the class.

The other students, who couldn't stand Professor Binns' dry reading of the textbooks, were immediately attracted and shifted their gazes over.

Malfoy, sitting high in the back seat, watched the movement outside the window with his eyes slightly narrowed.

Then he suddenly opened his eyes, sparkling with brilliance, and shouted excitedly: "It's the magic elective course! The magic elective course is finally open! Magic is finally not just Harry's patent!"

Hearing this, the first-grade children could no longer hold back and rushed to the window.

His expression was filled with excitement and excitement, no less than Harry's when he saw Uncle Du Mu again.

After all... that was the magic power used by Harry and Voldemort!

They have long wanted to learn the magic that can create transparent substances at will!
Apart from anything else, as long as one can learn magic, everyone will be the strongest seeker, and the glory on the Quidditch field alone will be countless!
Only Hermione was still sitting in her seat. Although she was paying attention to the movements outside the window, what Professor Binns was talking about was the focus of the exam, so there was no way she could slack off in taking notes.

Besides...

Hermione calmly took notes while speaking, "Elective courses are not available until the third year. There's no point in you getting so excited now. You still have to wait two years."

There was a burst of complaints from the children, all of them feeling discouraged.

But even so, they still looked out the window curiously... After all, even the sound of frogs croaking was more interesting than Professor Binns' lectures.

After Du Mu greeted Harry, he turned to face his students.

The closet door under the stairs slowly opened by itself, revealing an empty interior.

Those miscellaneous items were unnecessary and were not Harry's daily necessities. They were just some ordinary dishes, chopsticks and brooms. Du Mu disposed of them halfway.

Then Du Mu said to the sixth grade students, "From now on, this closet will be the classroom for mana lessons, but you are only allowed to enter when I am here. Do you understand?"

"Yes!" the sixth graders said in unison.

After all, they are about to graduate and will not be able to play Quidditch in the future, but their excitement is no less than that of the young wizards in the lower grades.

After all, in the eyes of these older kids who have matured a little, the magic power that can make up for the shortcoming of needing a wand to cast spells will definitely shine in their future work.

Even in the foreseeable future, those who do not have magical powers will inevitably have a narrower scope of work than those who do.

This is not a question of glory or being in the limelight, but a question of finding a job and making a living in the future.

The significance of the mana course has far exceeded the impact of the elective course scores. Perhaps some people do not understand it and are unwilling to learn it, but when everyone around them takes it, they immediately realize that they cannot fall behind and naturally rush to sign up.

It can also be considered a kind of internal circulation.

Then Du Mu floated down the stairs and opened the closet door for the children himself.

That feeling of being in two worlds at once came back.

Du Mu smiled slightly as he watched the children walk into the closet one by one and disappear in an instant.

Sure enough... I can now control the function of the portal to a certain extent.

Most of these children still have living parents. Logically speaking, they do not meet the conditions that Du Mu once summarized for being a time traveler who can use a portal, and Du Mu did not use blood patches on them.

But these students were still able to go to the martial arts hall one by one smoothly, naturally because Du Mu had given them permission.

The new senses I opened today using the power of faith were really used in the right place.

The convenience of using the portal will be greatly increased in the future.

(End of this chapter)