Having escaped famine, I was accepted into Hogwarts

Kane has decided that he will go to Diagon Alley tomorrow to buy a bunch of gifts for the centaur tribe as souvenirs.

Then the next day when he told Hagrid about the idea, the latter immediately shook his head.

"The centaurs said we only need to bring Lupin and... and one other thing, nothing else. And he seemed to be saying that some kind of ceremony would also be beneficial to their platform?"

"That's probably how it's phrased," Hagrid said, his memory not being particularly good, and his recitation not entirely complete, but Kane still understood.

It seems that after upgrading the Starcaller's Wand through the platform, the platform should also be able to obtain some benefits from the moon.

This also explains why the centaurs selflessly offered up the platform.

Summer vacation passed very quickly, and Kane woke up to find a postcard from Ron in Egypt.

It was a postcard depicting a dark bronze statue of a young girl. There was also a very peculiar and powerful magic on the postcard. He curiously used his shadow to cut through the magic, and the next moment the bronze statue of the young girl flew out of the postcard with the air of a great celestial being creating everything.

Fortunately, Kane dodged quickly enough and didn't get his head split open.

"Wow, Ron is really realistic." Kane remarked as he placed the bronze statue at the dormitory entrance. Now, with flower pots on one side and the statue on the other, the entrance was quite a good match.

It was used as a talisman against evil spirits.

Following the postcard was a letter from Ron, roughly asking if he had read the Daily Prophet, which contained photos they had taken during their trip to Egypt.

Another thing to do is ask him if he has finished what he is currently busy with. If he has, he must go to the humble abode and not secretly rummage through the trash cans outside by himself.

Ron even put the last sentence in parentheses, noting that it was a joke.

"Hmm..." Kane sighed and put the letter aside to write a reply. The Daily Prophet... of course he hadn't read it. Dumbledore didn't trust its authority, Kane was too lazy to subscribe, Hagrid was too lazy to read it, Lupin didn't have the money to read it, and Felch... was even more useless; even owls wouldn't bother delivering letters to him.

Therefore, Hogwarts today can be described as an information island.

Even so, he still had to say...

I saw the photos, your family took such great pictures!

After praising him in the letter, Kane made another trip to the owl shed.

At the same time, he made up his mind that from now on, Hu Jin would definitely make his own birdcage and take care of it himself, so that it would never be taken away by Harry again.

After all, the feeling right now is like having a car but still having to take the bus, which is quite frustrating.

Even if it's just to make a birdcage myself... a large one, made of gold.

He secretly made up his mind, and so he stayed there until evening.

Kane, Dumbledore, Lupin, Hagrid, and the other two gathered at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

A month has passed, and Lupin is about to endure the pain of becoming a werewolf once again. Dumbledore has given him a bottle of wolfsbane potion in advance to prevent any unforeseen problems from happening to Lupin or accidentally injuring a centaur.

Neither of these two things is a good thing.

And so, led by Hagrid, the four of them arrived at a place about a mile outside the centaur camp.

A centaur with a silver body and golden hair stood there waiting for them.

Lupin looked at the gorgeous color combination and felt a strange sense of familiarity with it. Finally, he tentatively asked, "Ferenze?"

“It’s been a long time since Lupin.” Ferenze nodded to each of the four humans, then slowly said, “Not everyone in the tribe approves of you getting close to the platform.”

Dumbledore chuckled twice: "It's all thanks to you, Ferrenze."

"Not so. There are many friends like me who, like me, believe that centaurs should become stronger and closer to humans, and that the platform will become even stronger afterward."

After Ferenczek finished speaking, he deliberately turned around and glanced at Kane, who was walking in the middle. Kane waved politely at him and then took out the Starcaller's Staff from his shadow.

"If I may ask, when you say upgrade, do you mean just upgrading the platform, or do you mean upgrading other parts of the platform as well?"

Ferenze knew what Kane meant, of course, and he shook his head: "The centaurs won't take what doesn't belong to us."

Kane felt relieved with those words. Although he knew that it would be easy to find fault with them, he knew that even if a conflict did arise, he would have a legitimate reason to act.

Soon, the four of them followed Ferenze to the centaur camp, where they were divided into two groups. One group seemed to favor Ferenze and showed little resistance to the appearance of the four humans, while the other group looked at the humans as if they were a thesis defense.

However, since I had promised Ferenczec before, I couldn't very well drive him away now, so I had no choice but to leave and avoid seeing him altogether.

Kane didn't have any particular thoughts on this. After all, people discriminate based on skin color alone, let alone different races.

After all, we had trespassed into someone else's tribe and were even going to use long, thick poles to poke at their sacred platform.

If you don't like it, then don't...

Even if you despise yourself, you'll still stab yourself.

Soon, Kane and his group of four saw the platform. Seeing that the platform was intact, his opinion of the centaurs rose to another level.

Don't say how much they dislike you; at least they fixed the platform. You know, even the genuine platform in the Eternal Realm was damaged when we first met, let alone in the real world.

To be honest, I was prepared to rob Peter to pay Paul and repair the platform, but when I got there, I found out that the platform itself was fine.

What a surprise! A huge surprise!

So what if I get cursed at by some people? What can I do about it?

First, the platform doesn't need to be repaired by yourself; second, it can heal Lupin; and third, it can upgrade your Starcaller's Wand to Mooncaller's Wand.

Who wouldn't say something in this situation, Brother Ma, Silverwing?

The four of them, plus Ferenze, waited by the platform for a while. About ten minutes later, the moon was already high in the sky. Lu Ping looked pained and turned into a werewolf in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, Ferenze had already informed the other centaurs in advance, so there was no panic.

Driven by a sense of ritual, Kane took one last look at the full moon in the sky.

"It's time."

With that, he slammed the Starcaller's Wand into the platform, and the next moment a silvery-white beam of light descended from the sky!

Chapter 164 The Mooncaller's Wand

As the silvery-white light descended from the moon high in the sky, everyone who witnessed it was shocked, and most of them took a half step back.

These people even included Lupin and Hagrid.

Kane looked at Lupin, who had become a werewolf, and waved to him with a hint of helplessness as he stepped back, reminding him of tonight's main quest: to come into contact with the power of the moon.

Lupin seemed to forget to breathe as he slowly walked towards the pillar of light. He glanced back at Kane, and after seeing Kane nod, he reached out and touched the pillar of light.

For a moment, Lupin felt a sharp pain, as if countless panes of glass were cutting his hand. However, perhaps it was because werewolves, creatures that transform by relying on the moon, inherently possess a slight affinity for the moon.

After the pain subsides, it feels different.

Unlike Lupin, who was trying to establish a connection with the moon, Kane snapped his fingers at Dumbledore, who was still gazing at the moon in the sky, bringing him back to his senses.

"Is the moon really that beautiful?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, actually I'm more curious about you, but I feel it's a bit impolite to stare at you like that." Dumbledore looked at Kane with a very strange expression. To be honest, he had tried his best to imagine Kane's past experiences in an abstract, dangerous, and legendary way.

Seeing this, Dumbledore finally realized that his usual tales of Kane's adventures, which he used to lull himself to sleep every night, were too conservative.

Kane, of course, had no idea what Dumbledore was thinking. He was only curious about how long it would take Lupin to finish communicating with the Moon, and how long the upgrade time for the Mooncaller's Wand had become.

Actually, he had another idea before that. In the Eternal Realm, every time he used the platform to upgrade the Mooncaller's Wand, some shadow creatures would appear around the platform to cause trouble.

After all, the Shadow doesn't like the Moon, and it would be even more unacceptable for it to watch the Moon diminish its power.

So at first he was a little scared that if he returned to the real world and upgraded the Mooncaller's Wand again, would a bunch of shadow creatures come to cause trouble again?

And what answer has Kane received so far...?

No.

There were no strange shadowy figures causing trouble; everything was perfectly normal.

However, before Kane could even praise the unclaimed shadows for being obedient, a tiny, jet-black two-dimensional dog, resembling a child's scribbles, suddenly darted out of the woods and charged straight toward the platform in the center of the centaur tribe.

Then, fate was seized by the back of Kane's Shadow's small hand, and the next moment, the claws suddenly transformed into a gaping maw that swallowed it whole.

Hagrid's reaction differed from that of most others present. For example, Dumbledore raised an eyebrow in curiosity, while the centaurs were shocked, wondering when such things had appeared around their camp.

Hagrid's reaction was more down-to-earth: "You ate that cute little dog?"

"That's not Hagrid the dog, that thing just looks like a dog."

After casually replying, Kane felt a sense of fulfillment, then his eyes lit up as he looked in other directions to see if there were any other Shadow Hounds he could devour.

To be honest, he had just felt that those unclaimed shadows were giving him no face, but now he suddenly felt... this wasn't so bad.

They would be even better if they were a little more unruly.

Unfortunately, perhaps because of the presence of a former owner of this shadow toilet, or perhaps because there are not many shadows left in the real world, the entire ritual lasted from the moment the moon sent down the pillar of light until it ended.

Kane never saw a second Shadow Dog...

There were no wild boars either.

But that slight disappointment felt completely different to Dumbledore.

Perhaps I really should test Kane's mental state, even though I know that what Kane just did was probably an act to enhance his own power.

However, this kind of expressiveness... has a touch of the bizarre.

To be honest, before this holiday, Dumbledore had been worried about Kane's mental state. After all, his strange clothes, abstract behavior, and bizarre hat were not typical of a normal person.

But when the holiday arrived, he actually managed to recreate a small corner of Kane's past life in his mind through Kane's actions and some of his strange knowledge.

In that instant, Dumbledore suddenly felt relieved. Kane had lived in a place with this kind of knowledge of the trenches, and now he had only made a small change in his external aesthetics. To be honest, his willpower was so strong that it was not like that of a human.

So much so that during this time he actually subconsciously regarded Kane as a normal person, and it was only just now, after watching Kane fuse that Shadow Dog into it in such a bizarre and grotesque way, that he remembered.

Aha~ This Kane has almost all the characteristics that talented young wizards share...

in short...

He's a lunatic.

I really need to make the most of the psychology books on the bookshelf.

Dumbledore looked helplessly at Lupin, who was still in werewolf form not far away, but he was not surprised by this scene.

Or rather, it's truly odd that Kane solved the werewolf problem, which had plagued the wizarding world for nearly a century, so easily.

And it's not necessarily that Kane isn't professionally competent; maybe Lupin is just bad at talking? Trying to reason with the Moon might just make him angry.

Kane and Hagrid were also a little disappointed as they watched this scene.

Lupin appears unchanged, still resembling a werewolf, and even lacking the moon's aura he should possess...