Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

So Ryan changed his assessment slightly - the professor was indeed enthusiastic, but seemed a little too enthusiastic.

Chapter 3: Changes after a Thousand Years, The Leaky Cauldron

After carefully introducing his origins and turning the desk into a warthog in front of Ms. Pella and Dean Aisha.

The two ladies finally believed in the existence of magic and realized for sure that Ryan was really a wizard and would enter a magic academy.

Professor Flitwick was thus able to successfully get Ryan out of the Silver Lime Tree Welfare Home.

"After the magic riot, the magic of the young wizards will become active, but almost no young wizards can freely control or even manipulate their magic before entering school."

"You are unbelievably brilliant, Mr. Elias."

Walking on the sidewalk of the orphanage, Professor Flitwick continued to praise.

"If you're already enrolled, that spell would be enough to earn your house five points!"

Professor Flitwick's voice was heated.

It's not just because his teaching style is consistent, but also because of the genuine excitement.

As a Charms professor.

Flitwick certainly knew how incredible what Ryan had just done was.

He controlled his own magic power and completed the use of the 'Flying Spell'.

Of course, this spell is not a very difficult one. Neither the magic power nor the magical attainments required for the spell itself are high.

The greatest difficulty lies in the extremely high degree of mental concentration, which is exactly the most difficult thing for young wizards to do.

If you lose concentration even slightly, the spell's effects will change.

There was once a young wizard who had been out all night the previous day, and he cast this spell tiredly the next day - the dinner knife he summoned pierced his ear directly.

That’s why at Hogwarts, only fourth-year wizards learn this spell.

Even young wizards above the fourth grade need to practice many times before they can use this spell accurately, completely and safely.

But Ryan just managed to cast the spell silently and even without a wand, which was amazing.

Of course, Flitwick didn't think Ryan was really a master of spells.

"Little wizards always have their own talents and can do incredible things."

"And you, Mr. Elias—you have an excellent talent for controlling magic and casting spells. As long as you study hard in school, you will definitely become an outstanding wizard!"

Flitwick was always generous in praising the young wizards.

"Thank you for the compliment, Professor Flitwick."

However, Ryan did not show too much joy.

He just nodded as a matter of course.

For him, what he did was indeed the right thing to do.

Although he returned to the age of eleven, the magic power in his body also returned to the level of his childhood.

However, the magical attainments and magic control gained from training with the four teachers a thousand years ago will not disappear.

So Ryan didn't feel too proud.

It was just an ordinary spell casting - if he was proud of it, the Slytherin teacher would probably make him sleep in the same nest with the basilisk for a few days after knowing it.

So, Ryan was just a little curious about another thing.

"Flying spell?"

"Yes - the Accio Charm. The spell is 'Accio' and you were supposed to learn it in fourth year."

Flitwick explained.

"Spell?"

Ryan became even more curious.

Is it true that "spells" have become the mainstream means of performing magic now?

You know, in that era thousands of years ago, wizards relied more on instinct and understanding of magic to cast spells.

There is a huge difference between a talented and powerful wizard and an ordinary wizard.

Although the concept of spells already existed at that time, and special words were used to stimulate magic power to assist in casting spells, it was only an auxiliary function.

But now it seems...spells have become the common and standard way of casting spells in the wizarding world?

Even silent and wandless spellcasting can be praised?

"..."

While thinking, Ryan quickly noticed the situation around him.

He noticed that on his way out of the orphanage, he didn't even meet any orphanage caregivers or children.

You know, now is the time for children to play.

"It's a Muggle-Repelling Charm."

After Ryan asked, Flitwick quickly gave an answer: "This spell can make Muggles feel uncomfortable when they are close to it - oh, Muggles refer to ordinary people who are not wizards."

He is obviously a very good professor, at least he is not stingy in sharing his knowledge.

"This spell is used to repel Muggles and hide the existence of the wizarding world."

Hidden? The magical world?

But his words made Ryan frown slightly - he became even more confused.

After asking indirectly, Ryan found out the specific situation from Flitwick - since 1692, the wizarding world has signed the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy, and since then the wizarding world has been isolated from the Muggle world.

"Breaking the Statute of Secrecy is a serious crime and will result in being sent to Azkaban!"

Flitwick reminded the young wizard in front of him.

In fact, Ryan didn't need his reminder at all, as he had already realized it.

The era he remembered a thousand years ago was completely different from the magical world a thousand years later.

"It seems I do have a lot to learn, Professor Flitwick."

He looked at Flitwick. "So, where do we go now?"

"We're going to Diagon Alley, Mr. Elias."

Flitwick also liked the talented and polite little wizard in front of him.

So he stretched out his slightly shorter arm and motioned Ryan to grab him.

"It might be a little uncomfortable, but please be patient - it will be over soon."

As soon as the words fell, his body and Ryan's body began to spin and twist at the same time, like water being pumped out of a toilet.

There was a sharp whistle in the air, and the two bodies disappeared from the spot.

After a short while, the two of them appeared at a completely new place at the same time.

"This is Apparition, a very convenient spell. It's just a little difficult to learn, and the movement process isn't very comfortable. But that only happens the first time. It will get much better after you get used to it."

"Mr. Elias, if you need to vomit, there's a trash can right next to it."

It was obviously not the first time that Flitwick had Apparated the little wizard, so he spoke very considerately at this moment.

But when he looked closely, he was stunned.

Because at this moment he did not see the slightest discomfort on Ryan's face, in fact, on the contrary - the little wizard was just looking at the surroundings with bright light blue eyes, like an adventurer who had come to the long-awaited jungle.

His gaze was fixed on the city with tall buildings not far away.

"This is...London?"

He asked softly.

That’s right—Ryan, who grew up in the Silver Lime Tree Orphanage, has almost never left the orphanage.

And a thousand years ago, when he traveled with his four teachers, he had never seen such a place.

The smoky sky and the city made of steel looked like a giant steel beast that was ready to devour its prey in Ryan's eyes.

It is a power that is completely different from magic, but equally magnificent and shocking.

Then, Ryan instantly understood why the Statute of Secrecy existed.

At the same time, he gradually began to understand what his teachers had said to him in the past.

In that distant past, his four teachers had different views on Muggles.

Among them, Slytherin is undoubtedly the one who dislikes Muggles the most.

Until this moment, the teacher's evaluation of Muggles unconsciously emerged in Ryan's mind.

"Wizards have noble bloodlines—magic radiance flows through their blood and souls."

"As for the Muggles, they haven't received the gift of magic... but, Ryan."

So said the proud wizard.

"You can be proud of your wizarding bloodline, but don't look down on them—don't look down on anyone."

"Wizards have their own paths, and so do Muggles."

At that time, he seemed to be able to glimpse a distant future.

And at this moment, Ryan is witnessing that future.

"Yes, this is London."

Flitwick had no idea what Ryan was thinking at the moment.

He just nodded and pointed to a bar not far away.

The bar's facade and sign were very shabby - especially compared to the beautifully renovated and elegantly decorated bookstore and record store next to it.

In London, where every inch of land is valuable, this unique decoration style is truly one of a kind.

But the strange thing is that passers-by don’t seem to notice this special bar at all. They even suddenly move away after getting close to the bar.