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Chapter 335 Ryan's Problem

Chapter 335 Ryan's Problem

After being beaten up, Ryan forced himself to return to Hogwarts, and upon entering the castle, he declined all interview invitations.

He simply didn't have the energy to pay attention to those who wanted to interview him. He only left a message saying that Voldemort would return before hiding in the headmaster's office.

This single sentence was enough to excite newspapers like sharks smelling blood. These news-oriented people, upon hearing that Voldemort would return, immediately thought it was big news, and their second reaction was to launch a series of sections to publish articles analyzing why Voldemort had risen from the dead.

Ryan hid in his office, and Dumbledore used his headmaster privileges to project footage of the battle that had just taken place.

"Shouldn't you meet with the volunteers in each wizard's tower?"

Dumbledore was surprised to see Lane walk in. Given Lane's character, shouldn't he be enjoying the compliments of others after accomplishing such a great feat?

"I can't take it anymore. Having access to the magic network and trying to forcibly control such a massive amount of magic power is extremely taxing on one's mental strength. At least right now, I don't have much energy left to chat with them."

Ryan rubbed his temples, took out his communicator, and sent a few messages.

Finally, he said to Dumbledore, "I have arranged for my friends stationed at the various wizarding towers to take good care of me. I will meet with them again tomorrow at noon in the Great Hall of Howorth, and also take the opportunity to promote the expansion of the influence of the School League."

Some of the volunteers he recruited this time were purebreds from various places, all in order to promote the influence of the college alliance.

Expanding their power, they used unimaginable capabilities and technologies to recruit these purebreds.

There was no other way. Unless he wanted to erase all the opponents and leave only alchemical puppets and android wizards in the world of nothingness, he could only unite the majority of people, those who held a lot of power, even those who still retained the mentality of several centuries or even ten centuries ago.

Whenever he thinks about this, he feels very helpless. Why are those who control the traditional means of production always so stubborn? This is true even for people of all races and regions.

At the same time, there's a worry: that I might become like that in the future. Because I'll be the one controlling the Wizard Tower, and if I also fall into senile dementia then, the trauma I cause to the world might be far greater than I imagine.

It's also possible that even if you control the Wizard Tower, various conflicts will still arise in the face of existing beneficiaries. In the end, you might be forced into senility due to the interests chosen by more people, leading to things like plane crashes and sleepless nights.

Forget it, there's always a way out. At worst, I'll work for a decade or two, then hand this job over to Harry, and the rest will be none of my business. — The higher you stand on the mountaintop, the more you feel the fierce winds and turbulent waves; a slight misstep could bring disaster to the entire world.

Everything is under control now because he has three legends standing behind him. The old masters don't need to say much; they are enough to suppress the opposition of the entire wizarding world and give the wizarding world other confidence.

But in ten, twenty, or thirty years, he will have to rely on himself for everything.

"Help! Harry has to become a legend soon! So I can pass the mantle to him." He seemed to be half-jokingly comforting himself, but in reality, he had no other choice but to run away when the market was at its best.

"Harry has a fragment of Voldemort's soul, which gives him a significant advantage in the final step. As for you, having remained at your current level, no wizard throughout history has been more skilled than you. Why haven't you become a legend yet?"

Not only Dumbledore was curious, but Gale was equally curious as well. After entering the ranks of Archmages with the essence of pure magic, Ryan's magical level and attainments had reached the upper limit of Archmages in every aspect.

After the success of the Wizard Tower and the Super-Rank Spell, Ryan's abilities in all aspects have been completely stabilized at the Grand Wizard level, making him arguably the most well-rounded wizard in history.

Logically speaking, Ryan should be able to easily cross the final threshold.

First, understanding the essence of magic, Ryan, who became a great wizard through magic itself, has already taken a solid step in this aspect.

Secondly, it promotes a qualitative change in one's own body and magical source, transforming them into natural abilities like those of a born high-risk magical creature. For example, a wizard's skin might become like the scales of a fire dragon, possessing powerful magical energy that grants immunity to a large number of spells.

With the help of the Wizard Tower, Ryan was able to take this step in a very short time.

The third point is the transformation of the soul and will.

On this point, Dumbledore would never question Lane's soul and will—a person who, as a minor, aspires to change the world and actually does so, possesses an indisputable tenacity and strength of will and soul.

But why hasn't Ryan taken that final step yet?

Faced with this question, Ryan twitched the corner of his mouth but didn't speak. He already knew the reason, but it was inconvenient to explain to Dumbledore. He planned to explain it to Dumbledore and the others after he had dealt with the situation.

What do you think?

After Ryan returned to his office through the fireplace, Gale suddenly asked.

"For things beyond his capabilities, he would definitely seek help immediately. But he has been slow to become a wizard like us—"

Dumbledore frowned. He had a guess, because Ryan definitely met the first two of the three conditions for becoming a legend, and they were verifiable and existed.

Only the third condition was one that he considered to be without problem.

Is it will, or soul?

Considering his speculations about Lane's true nature, Dumbledore suspected to some extent that there might be something wrong with Lane's soul.

"We need to bring Voldemort back as soon as possible—" he muttered to himself, delving into the deepest legends of the soul and death.

Throughout history, there has only been one Voldemort.

Gail narrowed his eyes, making a fairly accurate judgment from Dumbledore's words: "You mean, this kid's soul has been tampered with? My disciple's soul has been tampered with?"

"I don't know, I'm not sure." Dumbledore shook his head. He wasn't sure about the specific situation and didn't dare to make any rash judgments. He planned to talk to Nicolas Flamel to see what Flamel thought about Lane's situation.

Adventurers' Club.

The volunteer wizards who had "logged in" here made an orderly exit after the battle, led by Penelope and Little Doro.

Their experiences won't be a secret on campus, because some of them are little wizards who want to show off.

Gradually, word of this wondrous journey spread.

The discussion on the communicator became increasingly heated.

The wizards were amazed.

For ordinary people and important figures, it was like listening to a foreign language—the wizard's abilities further challenged their worldview.

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