Hogwarts: I'm the only cultivator here!

Dumbledore's decision completely shut down Ye Feng's proposal. Of course, he wasn't actually sorted into Azkaban. Instead, the Sorting Hat re-examined him to see which house he was best suited for.

"Oh, little one, I admit I misunderstood you just now."

“Courage, perseverance, wisdom, integrity, loyalty… Good heavens, I was actually thinking of assigning such a good boy with so many wonderful qualities to Azkaban. I was truly guilty.”

“Good child, to atone for my sins, I have decided to let you choose the college you like.”

Ye Feng: [?ヘ??]

Although he had just opened a crack in his sea of ​​consciousness to allow the Sorting Hat to peek into his thoughts and 'polished' them a little, surely the Sorting Hat wouldn't go to such lengths?

"Could this guy not know which college to assign me to, so he's just passing this problem back to me? But that doesn't make sense either; even if he didn't know, he could have discussed it..."

"Ahem..." Ye Feng coughed lightly, feeling slightly embarrassed, as he thought of this.

It seemed that there had indeed been a faint wisp of consciousness trying to enter his sea of ​​consciousness through the crack he had opened, to transmit some information. However, he thought it was something like Voldemort trying to probe his thoughts, so he subconsciously used his divine sense to shatter it.

"Gryffindor, after all, my good friend is in Gryffindor too."

"oh!!!"

As soon as Ye Feng made his choice, a huge cheer erupted from the Gryffindor seats. While the Gryffindor crowd cheered, a stunningly beautiful figure in the Ravenclaw crowd had a moment of gloom, but then her delicate face blossomed into a radiant smile again.

"Although my 'little brother' didn't choose to study in the same college as me, it's quite gratifying that he's made friends with people his own age so quickly. I just didn't expect my adopted little brother to be so outstanding. He must be quite popular with women. It seems I, as his older sister, need to keep an eye on things for him."

As Ye Feng hurried toward the Granville table, he seemed to sense something and glanced around, immediately spotting a girl who stood out even among a group of people dressed in similar black robes.

Seeing the radiant smile of the "sister," Ye Feng also revealed a radiant smile. At the same time, his lips moved slightly but he did not make a sound. Zhang Qiu, who was in the crowd, obviously understood Ye Feng's lip movements, so she blushed slightly and withdrew her gaze from Ye Feng.

Seeing Zhang Qiu's pretty face slightly flushed and her head lowered, Ye Feng scratched his head in confusion, because he had only told Zhang Qiu to wait for him, and that he would come to visit her when he had time.

Ye Feng only had a slight doubt before putting it out of his mind. After all, you can't expect an old single guy with little experience in communicating with girls to suddenly become incredibly emotionally intelligent after being reborn.

Not long after Ye Feng sat down, it was Harry's turn.

When Vice Principal Minerva announced Harry Potter's name, the entire hall fell silent instantly, but the next second an even louder murmur arose, and almost all the discussions in the hall were related to Harry Potter.

"He's Harry Potter? He doesn't seem like anything special."

"Do you think he really has a Z-shaped scar on his forehead?"

"It must be true, that's what's being said in the magical world."

"I don't know which house he'll be sorted into, but judging from his appearance, it's unlikely to be Ravenclaw or Slytherin. He'll probably be in Gryffindor or Hufflepuff."

"I think it must be Gryffindor, after all, his parents are Gryffindors."

...

The loud discussion caused the burning candles to flicker, and Dumbledore, seeing that Harry had stopped in his tracks instead of sitting down, coughed lightly and said, "Alright, that's enough of this."

"Harry, don't worry, come up here and sit down in the chair."

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Harry felt much more at ease. He sat down in the chair as Dumbledore instructed, and Deputy Headmistress Minerva picked up the Sorting Hat and placed it on his head as Harry sat down.

"Granfenac!"

As the name Gryffindor rang out, cheers even louder than Ye Feng's erupted. Malfoy's lips curled up slightly, because in his opinion, Harry was more popular than Ye Feng, and Ye Feng should be quite unhappy or even hate Harry.

However, when Malfoy turned his gaze to Ye Feng, who had already sat down, he was almost furious. Ye Feng was chatting with Hermione as if no one else was around, not even raising his head, as if the cheers around him didn't exist. There was none of the jealousy and envy he had expected.

“No, he just hasn’t shown it yet. He definitely sees Harry as a rival in his heart.” At this point, Malfoy’s eyes suddenly lit up and he murmured excitedly, “That’s right, that must be it.”

"The reason he didn't look at Harry and pretended to chat with that girl was definitely to hide his emotions. He must be furious now, right? Humph, what right does a Mudblood have to be my opponent? Having Harry Potter is enough."

"Looks like I'll have to try and win over Harry Potter later, that way I won't have to deal with that awful guy myself."

"Draco Malfoy..."

Malfoy had barely finished speaking when he heard his own name called. He was overjoyed and confident that he would be assigned to Slytherin, so he walked up confidently.

"Look, it's that nasty guy. I hope he doesn't get sorted into Gryffindor." As Malfoy walked up, Hermione, who was sitting next to Ye Feng, nudged him to look at the stage.

"Pfft~"

Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh as soon as Hermione finished speaking, because before Vice Principal Minerva could even place the Sorting Hat on Malfoy's head, the Sorting Hat loudly and urgently called out the name Slytherin, as if there was something dirty on Malfoy's head.

Hermione and Harry didn't think much of it at first, but after Ye Feng laughed, they realized what was going on. Ron laughed even louder than Ye Feng after he understood, since the two of them were natural enemies.

The Sorting Hat ended without any major incident, but as Dumbledore tapped his glass on the table to announce the start of the banquet, a sumptuous feast suddenly appeared on the table.

Although Ye Feng had eaten a lot of delicious food before, being able to eat his fill in this era of China was already considered good, so when he saw so much food on the table, he couldn't help but swallow.

"It's been a long time since I've had such a sumptuous dinner. Let's eat first and then talk about other things."

Seeing Ye Feng engrossed in his meal, Harry and the others also felt their appetites rise. But when they were halfway through their meal, Ye Feng suddenly put down the knife and fork he was still not used to, because he felt a special power.

"Ah!" Suddenly, Ron screamed and threw the chicken leg in his hand away. Then a transparent head popped out from the pile of food.

Hello, everyone.

"A ghost... a phantom!"

Ye Feng: (???)

Chapter 16: Teaching a Lesson to Ghosts Abroad

"Headmaster Dumbledore, may I 'touch' these ghosts?" Looking at the transparent ghosts emerging from the pile of food, Ye Feng's eyes were filled with excitement rather than fear.

This wasn't the first time Ye Feng had seen a soul. He had seen a real soul a month after he officially embarked on the path of cultivation and cultivated his first wisp of immortal power.

Ye Feng still remembers that when he cultivated his first wisp of immortal power and obtained the method of awakening the spirit, he couldn't wait to open his Heavenly Eye, but he didn't see anything. However, just one month later, without any warning, he saw a phantom figure standing by the roadside on his way home from school, gazing longingly in a certain direction.

However, neither that one 'chance encounter' nor his later attempts to deliberately study the neighborhoods of deceased elderly people could lead him to the location of those souls. None of them stayed for more than a day, and none of them would reappear after disappearing.

Therefore, Ye Feng was very excited when he learned that Hogwarts existed in this world. After all, there was not only magic, but also all kinds of magical items, and even ghosts that he could not find a trace of.

"Perhaps these ghosts of Hogwarts can give me a satisfactory answer, so..."

"Snapped!"

Just as the ghost that had crawled out from under the table was halfway out and about to fly away, a yellow talisman was slapped onto him, causing the ghost, who had successfully pulled off the prank and was about to leave with a smile, to suddenly freeze in place.

"Huh? Ye Feng, how come you can encounter these ghosts? And what is that thing you put on him?" Hermione, full of curiosity, reached out her small white hand to peel off the talisman or talisman pasted on the ghost.

"don't want…"

"Ahhhhh..."

"bump…"

Ye Feng: (?_?)ノ

Before Ye Feng could even utter the word "touch," Hermione ripped the talisman off. The instant the talisman was removed, a piercing scream suddenly rang out. The ghost, who had been frozen in place by the talisman and was nearly scared to death, screamed and disappeared into the ceiling at an extremely fast speed.

Hermione: ￣□￣｜｜

"I'm...I'm sorry, I shouldn't have touched your things without your permission. But it's really impolite to use something like this to immobilize Mr. Ghost..." Hermione's voice trailed off as she spoke, and her head drooped lower and lower.

Seeing this, Ye Feng sighed and comforted him, "It's alright, it's my fault for not explaining things clearly beforehand. And you're right, I was too excited and used a talisman to freeze him without Mr. Ghost's consent. I'll go apologize to Mr. Ghost in a bit."

Dumbledore, who had already walked behind Ye Feng and whose expression had become unusually serious, saw a hint of relief in his eyes when he heard Ye Feng's words, but he still said, "Ye Feng, it's good that you have such thoughts. I will forgive your recklessness this time, and I hope it won't happen again."

"Also, I'll keep this talisman of yours for now. You don't mind, do you?" Ye Feng used the word "talisman" directly in Chinese, so Dumbledore's accent was a little strange when he repeated it.

Ye Feng naturally had no objection to Dumbledore's suggestion. After all, although it was indeed the ghost's prank that frightened Ron, and he had 'consulted' Dumbledore before taking action, these ghosts were not Hogwarts' permanent assets; they were also self-aware life forms.

Therefore, it was indeed a bit much for Ye Feng to directly use talismans to immobilize the person, but it couldn't really be called sinful, since he only immobilized the ghost and hadn't even had a chance to do anything else.

As for an apology…

Ye Feng glanced around.

Not to mention the ghosts he had just affixed with talismans, most of the ones that weren't affixed have already run away. Even the one or two that were bolder are now floating high near the dome, far away from him, looking like they'd run away at the slightest sign of trouble.

Dumbledore also saw this situation, but there was nothing he could do. After all, Ye Feng was only an eleven-year-old child, so he couldn't say anything. He could only suggest that Ye Feng should not do such things again.

Of course, after warning Ye Feng not to casually apply talismans to the ghosts in the academy again, Dumbledore also asked the question he was most concerned about: where did Ye Feng get this talisman that could immobilize ghosts?

Faced with Dumbledore's question, Ye Feng only thought for a second before giving a nearly 'standard answer'.

"I bought this talisman from a Taoist temple near my home. It cost me half a month's allowance."

Upon hearing Ye Feng's answer, Dumbledore looked thoughtful. After all, that country was quite mysterious even in the magical world, so it was normal for it to have things that resembled magical items.

Having gotten the answer he wanted, Dumbledore nodded and turned to walk back. Ye Feng, seeing this, breathed a sigh of relief and became excited at the same time.

"If the spirit-binding talisman I drew myself works, doesn't that mean other talismans can also be used?"

Yes, the talisman that immobilized the ghost was drawn by Ye Feng himself. However, because he didn't have much pocket money, he could only afford to buy a little bit of things like yellow paper and cinnabar. Therefore, although he had obtained a lot of talisman drawing methods from the system, he didn't know if the talismans he drew were useful because he lacked materials to practice.

Of course, now that the most basic spirit-binding talisman has been proven effective, the other talismans are naturally fine as well. The only problem now is the materials for drawing the talismans. After all, drawing talismans isn't just about yellow paper and cinnabar; some talismans require the addition of other ingredients.

...

With Ye Feng's antics, the pranks involving ghosts running around in the original story were completely eliminated, and without the ghosts' pranks, the young wizards in Ye Feng's year were able to continue enjoying their feasts.

After that incident, there were no further disturbances. After they had eaten and drunk their fill, their prefect led them back to the common room. On the stairs leading to the common room, their prefect warned them that although this was the fastest way to the common room, the stairs could move at any time, so they had to be careful to remember the path they had taken and not get lost.

After a few minutes of guidance from the class monitor, Ye Feng and his group successfully arrived at a painting depicting a fat woman.

"Is this the 'legendary' Fat Lady? But I have my doubts. Can a painting really stop a wizard?" Although Ye Feng had some doubts about the painting's strength, he didn't think about trying it. After the prefect read out the command and led them into the common room, explaining the situation and precautions, they found their respective dormitories and beds to rest.

Unlike the protagonists in fanfiction, Ye Feng wasn't assigned to the same dormitory as Harry and his friends. However, neither of them felt like confiding in each other, so they fell asleep quickly, since classes would officially start tomorrow.

Ye Feng was really looking forward to tomorrow's class, since the first lesson was Transfiguration. If his idea could really come true, then the magical world might have even more Animagus.

Chapter 17 Failed at Petting the Cat

The next morning, Ye Feng opened his bright, star-like eyes before sunrise as always, while his roommates were still fast asleep.

Ye Feng got up and went to the window to feed the little owl, whose needle feathers had all grown out and were about to grow long feathers, some meat. Then he went to wash up as usual. By the time Ye Feng finished washing up, the sun was about to rise, but there were still very few people up in the entire Hogwarts.

Ye Feng wasn't one to bother others, so after getting up, he didn't plan to go out for his daily qi-gathering ritual. Instead, he gently pushed open the doors and windows. However, after opening the doors and windows, Ye Feng discovered something rather awkward.

Although Hogwarts is very large and the windows of the student dormitories are not blocked, the direction of the openings is definitely different. Unfortunately, the direction of Ye Feng's dormitory is exactly the opposite, so he can't see the sun.

"Ahem, this is a bit awkward. It seems I have to..." As he spoke, Ye Feng suddenly noticed that his dormitory was on the top floor, which meant that he could actually go out the window and climb to the roof.

Although Hogwarts' buildings have pointed roofs and steep slopes that are normally impossible to climb, Ye Feng is no ordinary person. So, a few seconds later, Ye Feng stood atop the towering spire.

"Sigh~~"

As the sun rose, Ye Feng slightly opened his mouth and took a long breath facing the rising sun. As he inhaled, a flash of purple light appeared in his eyes. Once the sun had completely risen above the mountains, Ye Feng immediately stopped inhaling and closed his mouth.