“Emotional catharsis should exist, but it shouldn’t last forever.”

"Otherwise, it will only taint the crown of wisdom."

So, Ryan looked at the letter in his hand again and put it away.

"very good already."

"At least it wasn't all a dream, they really existed."

"I could go back to the wizarding world and..."

His voice was low, as if he was talking to himself.

The Bournemouth sea breeze carried the scent of silver lime leaves, which wafted into Ryan's nostrils.

He seemed to hear four voices coming from the wind.

"We will meet again, Ryan - my disciple."

That was Ryan Elias's secret.

Chapter 2 The Four Great Masters of the Family, Filius Flitwick!

Ryan Elias, an orphan at Silver Lime Tree Welfare Home.

His parents died in a sudden fire when he was a child. He was the only one who survived and was sent to an orphanage by a distant relative.

He was a smart and well-behaved child who almost never caused trouble for the orphanage. The only accident that had happened to him since he was a child was a high fever of unknown cause three days ago.

The high fever caused him to be in a coma for twenty-eight hours, and even the doctors thought the child might not survive.

But only Ryan himself knew.

What a wonderful and dreamlike adventure he experienced during that high fever.

In that dream, he returned to an ancient time a thousand years ago.

There, helpless and homeless, he met four great wizards who were traveling.

Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw, Helga Hufflepuff, Salazar Slytherin.

The four wizards told him that there was a magical aura in his soul.

In other words, Ryan is also a wizard.

So, they decided to continue their journey with the young boy - even though one of the Parseltongue wizards was not too happy about it at first, he couldn't persuade his three good friends.

Ryan traveled with them to many places.

He witnessed a Muggle village, traveled to mysterious Asia, and visited the former residences of legendary wizards.

He had heard the cry of eagles in the valley, run with lions on the savannah, searched for potions among the trees of the rainforest, and even tried to fight off a fire dragon with a basilisk.

As they gradually got to know each other, the four wizards became close to Ryan and accepted him as their disciple.

To be exact, at the beginning the four of them tried to argue about who would be the most suitable teacher for Ryan.

But the arrogant and cold Mr. Slytherin secretly made a special birthday cake and sent it to Ryan's tent late one night, and found the remaining three people and their cake in the tent.

They reluctantly decided that Ryan would become their common disciple.

"You should feel honored because you will be the only one."

Ryan still remembers the tone of the Slytherin teacher's voice with a long face.

And seven years after meeting Ryan.

The four wizards ended their travels and decided to find a place to settle down.

Finally, they found a good place in the Scottish Highlands - the place with the richest magic in the whole of Britain.

They decided to build a wizarding school there, and they themselves named it 'Hogwarts'.

But one day after the college was completed, Ryan had another high fever.

After a deep sleep, he found himself back at the Silver Lime Tree Orphanage.

"We will meet again, my disciple."

Only the last words of the four teachers still echoed in his ears.

Everything seemed like a dream.

But Ryan knew it was not a dream.

The weak but existing magic power in his body and the letter in his hand are proof of this.

But obviously...

"It's just a prank, Ryan."

Ms. Pera doesn't think so.

"This prank is quite sophisticated. The stationery doesn't look cheap at all. Is this the reason you've been staying in your room lately?"

"What a lovely child."

She looked at the admission letter in her hand and smiled happily.

"Ms. Jones!"

Next to Ms. Pera, an old lady with a kind face stopped Ms. Pera from speaking.

She is the director of the Silver Lime Tree Welfare Home, Ms. Aisha.

"I'm afraid you shouldn't judge so easily."

She said this, but there was a warning in her slightly squinted presbyopic eyes.

Pera understood instantly - shattering a child's fantasy was the wrong kind of education.

"Oh, I mean...it might not be fake, if you write back..."

So, Pella quickly spoke up to try to make amends.

But at this moment, Ryan spoke first: "In fact, I wrote a reply three days ago, ma'am."

By the way, I also fed a piece of cake to the chubby snowy owl.

But he obviously saw that neither Ms. Pella nor Dean Aisha believed what he said - in fact, no normal Muggle would believe it.

So Ryan said this while waving gently at the office table.

Then a pair of crystal glass reading glasses with worn edges and a glasses cloth flew up from the table and landed directly in Ryan's hands.

After Ryan took the glasses, he wiped them carefully with a glasses cloth, and then handed them to Dean Aisha who seemed to be rubbing her eyes.

But before he could say anything, he heard a rather shrill voice in his ear: "Incredible! Superb magical control!"

So Ryan immediately looked out the window, while Dean Aisha and Ms. Pella turned their heads a little slower.

At this moment, a short figure flew into the office through the window.

Ms. Pella subconsciously protected Ryan and Dean Aisha behind her.

The three of them looked at the short man.

The other person had silver hair and beard, and was like a dwarf. He did not look very pleasant - but his eyes were wise.

"Oh, sorry... I think I scared you guys."

Noticing Pera's actions at this moment, he apologized sincerely in a shrill voice.

He landed on the ground and saluted gracefully with his short hands.

"I'm Filius Flitwick, Professor of Charms at Hogwarts and Head of Ravenclaw House."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard three voices in succession.

"Professor?" "Hogwarts?" "Ravenclaw?"

The voices came from Ms. Pella, Dean Aisha and Ryan himself.

"Yes, that's right."

Professor Flitwick stroked his beard.

"So, the school of magic does exist—and it's taught by... uh, goblins?"

Elsa crossed herself.

"In fact, I only have some fairy blood, and I am not the same kind as goblins."

Professor Flitwick did not take it as an offense, but just gently pointed out the mistakes in Dean Elsa's words.

Then he looked at Ryan enthusiastically.

"I suppose you are..."

"Hello Professor Flitwick, I'm Len Elias."

Ryan spoke as a matter of course.

As he spoke, he secretly looked at the Hogwarts professor in front of him.

He heard the other party mention 'Ravenclaw House', which proved that the school must indeed have four houses as his teachers had stipulated.

As for the other party's half-blood fairy identity, it was not enough to surprise him.

His teacher, Gryffindor, was an expert on goblins.

He once took Ryan to visit the goblin king Ragnak I and asked him to forge a sword.

Well, it's worth mentioning that... the sword was finally forged, but Ragnak I fell in love with it and was unwilling to hand it over.

In the end, it was Gryffindor who personally led Ryan into the Goblin Kingdom, had a "sincere exchange" with Ragnark I, and after getting along with the goblins, he finally succeeded in retrieving his own sword.

Gryffindor's assessment of wizards of goblin descent is also quite insightful: "Wizards of goblin descent often possess superior magic and exceptional wisdom, making them trustworthy comrades... provided, of course, that they haven't inherited the goblin race's greed."

And it was obvious that the friendly and enthusiastic Professor Flitwick in front of him was just like that.

but...

"Of course! Mr. Elias, I saw it clearly... What you just did was incredible! A brilliant flying spell! Your control over magic is impeccable at your age!"

The shrill sound reached my ears, and it was a bit harsh because it was too loud.

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