Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

Chapter 145 Ryan: Warning! Serious Problem with Strategic Reserves!

"Brother Elias, why is Dusk Cliff Town called Dusk Cliff Town?"

At the Silver Linden Welfare Home, the cool air is particularly precious as we gradually enter midsummer.

The little blonde girl asked curiously as she sat next to Ryan.

"Daisy, you should ask Ms. Perla about this—she knows more about this."

Ryan sat at the edge of the playground of the welfare home with his eyes narrowed, watching the children cheering in the field.

They are flying.

Countless white dandelions floated under their feet.

The dandelions fluttered, carrying the children high into the sky.

The falling leaves of the silver linden tree turned into tap-dancing elves in the air, waving their leaves as they fled.

And the children were riding on dandelions and chasing them.

Above the sky, an invisible blue light curtain falls, exuding a refreshing and comfortable cool air.

"Ms. Pera is busy!"

The little girl, Daisy, blinked her eyes cutely. "She said you'll be visiting a friend's house in the second half of the summer vacation, so she needs to prepare your clothes in advance...and you'll also be attending some meetings..."

She tried hard to think, but obviously couldn't figure out the complicated word.

"But, after all, Brother Elias went to school and made some friends."

She said enviously.

"Aren't you and Neil good friends too?"

Ryan had a smile on his face.

The little girl was also stunned after hearing this.

She thought about it seriously, then nodded vigorously: "Yeah! Neil, Hayes, and I are best friends. Jessica is also... I gave her half of the candy you gave me yesterday, and she gave me hers."

The little girl obviously didn't realize that exchanging half of the candy with each other would not increase the total amount of candy in the end.

She just enjoyed sharing it with her friends.

As she spoke, she swallowed.

The candies that brother Elias gave were very delicious, but unfortunately there were not many of them - he said that a kind-hearted bat warrior snatched them from a mean old bee grandfather.

But Daisy thought...the evil old man had a lot of candy in his hands, which meant he might not be that bad.

People who like candy are all good people!

Instead, it was a bat - an animal she had seen in a book, and it didn't look very pretty.

Children's thoughts are always jumping.

After briefly thinking about the good and evil of the Bat Warrior and the Bee Demon King, Daisy decided to return to the original topic.

"Brother Elias, you haven't told me yet—why is Dusk Bluff Town called Dusk Bluff Town?"

She asked.

So Ryan reluctantly told the little girl the story he had heard since childhood.

"Well, I only heard about that—it's said that when the town was being built, one day the sea's skyline... oh, that's where the ocean and the sky met."

"Where they met, even the sun was obscured, and the sky suddenly darkened, turning day into night...and when the night ended, a cliff appeared on the seashore."

"So the town is called Dusk Bluff."

Ryan casually told these ancient stories that were rumored in the town.

"Oh!? Is this magic? Is it as powerful as Brother Elias's?"

Then Daisy's eyes lit up very brightly.

"About the same... I might be a little more powerful."

Ryan said with a grin.

"Well... I don't like the night. If it were me, I definitely wouldn't turn the day into night—I wouldn't be able to play with Jessica at night."

Daisy muttered.

"Daisy!"

At this moment, a call came.

"Stop clinging to Brother Elias and come play—I almost caught that 'tap dancing elf'!"

She was a little girl about Daisy's age with red hair.

"Come on, Jessica...and...and, I'm not clinging to Brother Elias!"

Daisy responded to her good friend's invitation while blushing and retorting.

"Come on, you said last night that you also wanted to go to that Hodnodi and live with Brother Elias forever - humph, according to me..."

"oops!"

The angry little girl pounced on her friend.

Ryan watched this scene with a smile, as if he saw his past self.

"very nice."

he said softly.

"Is it really okay?"

At this moment, Ryan heard a voice coming from the side.

He turned around and saw Dean Aisha approaching.

She was not leaning on a cane, but instead she was wearing a strange robe with a magical glow constantly moving on it.

This made her walk briskly and look energetic.

"When you were studying at the school, I heard from your professor, Flitwick, that young wizards like you shouldn't use magic outside of school."

Dean Aisha seemed a little worried.

"Also, he said that your Ministry of Magic has a law that specifically restricts people like us from knowing the existence of magic... If you do this..."

She pointed to the clothes on her body, then pointed to the children flying on the playground, and the huge magic surrounding the entire orphanage - Ryan said it was called the 'constant temperature spell'.

"It's ok."

But after hearing this, Ryan just smiled.

"The Ministry of Magic's main method of tracking the spells cast by young wizards is 'Tracing Thread' - it is indeed a pretty good contract magic. I guess one of the headmasters relied on the authority of Hogwarts to sign a separate contract with the Ministry of Magic... I have cracked it."

"I also made a contract. After the children grow up and leave the orphanage, they will gradually regard everything about magic as a dream - this can circumvent the restrictions of the Statute of Secrecy."

"As for you... that robe is an alchemical tool made with the help of a friend of mine. And according to the rules, a young wizard's family is allowed to know about the existence of magic."

"And obviously, you guys are my family."

Ryan's words were calm, but unquestionable.

He respects the rules and the way wizards survive in this era.

But the premise of respect is that the rules are reasonable.

And there was no doubt about it - in Ryan's opinion, it was unreasonable to prohibit young wizards from casting spells outside of school.

Restricting wizards' spellcasting is equivalent to stopping the breath of life...that is extremely stupid.

As for whether the people of the Silver Lime Tree Welfare Home would be recognized as his family by the Ministry of Magic and allowed to know about the existence of magic?

Ryan hadn't considered it, nor did he need to.

This is his bottom line.

If the so-called Ministry of Magic and the Statute of Secrecy restrict wizards from even performing magic to help themselves love and those who love them.

So Ryan thinks...

"According to what Dumbledore said, the Ministry of Magic should probably change its Minister, and if the teachers were to follow their custom - they would change the Ministry."

"I'm leaning towards the latter."

Ryan said softly.

"You kid..."

Dean Aisha smiled.

"Always so easily excited."

She patted Ryan's head and ruffled his hair.

"I heard you're going out today?"

"Well...I need to go to Diagon Alley to purchase some important supplies—I'm having a serious problem with my strategic reserves."

Ryan looked serious.

The problem was indeed very serious - due to the large amount of inventory being shared with the children after returning to the orphanage.

His dessert storehouse has been in a state of emergency recently.

The sweets kindly provided by the kind-hearted Headmaster Dumbledore are almost finished, and Florin's Cold Drink Shop has recently launched new products.

He, Elias, must go and help out!

"I hope you can come back soon. Pera made chicken curry today. She said that the version you made with magic was an insult to the word cooking..."

"Oh, it is."

Ryan remembered the culinary magic that had transformed Indian food—it had been a nightmare.

However, when Ryan was about to say goodbye to Dean Elsa and go to Diagon Alley, Dean Elsa stopped him again.

"By the way, you asked about your parents a while ago - so I thought... maybe I should give this to you."

As she spoke, she took out a box from her arms and handed it to Ryan.