"Huh~ The wizards outside are still talented?" Lyle, who has always been indifferent to Hogwarts wizards, changes his attitude for the first time when he accidentally seizes the truant candy and cheat items invented by George and Fred.

"Talent!" George perked up.

"Will you open a small stove for us?" Fred hits the snake with the stick.

Although they are open-minded and have a much lower desire for power and immortality than ordinary wizards, the Weasley twins don't mind learning more new magic from ancient wizards who are stronger than Dumbledore.

"Open a small stove? Is this still necessary? Lyle smiled and shook his head, returning the gizmo to the two of them, "You who have been able to invent multiple unconventional alchemy items in a short period of time have mastered the essence of magic, and I have nothing to teach you." ”

"The nature of magic?" The brothers looked at each other.

Lyle once again scolded the magic teaching mode outside, and prompted: "Alchemy props that have never appeared before, can someone still teach you how to wave your wand and chant spells?" ”

"Ah, that's it!" The onlookers were still at a loss, but George and Fred had suddenly realized that the answer they came up with was not necessarily the word "idealism", but what could be understood was inseparable.

"Of course, how far you can go depends on talent and hard work, it is possible to make small alchemy items for the rest of your life, and it is possible to become a legendary wizard that even death can't take with you...... But at least you're getting started. Lyle glanced at the young wizards onlookers, and clearly conveyed the assessment that 'you didn't even get started'.

"I love talent."

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"I hate working hard."

George and Fred clapped each other.

Lyle thought for a moment, took out two pairs of alchemy glasses from his pocket, and handed them to the twins: "If you really want to move forward on the path of magic, the first step is to wear these glasses that can see your magic power, improve the accuracy of magic through training, and abandon the wand as soon as possible; The second step is to stop chanting spells and try to forget the stereotypical standard magic; The third step is to use magic constantly, preferably in all aspects of your life. ”

George took the glasses and asked curiously, "Is this how the principal is also trained?" ”

"Pretty much." Lyle told a white lie to avoid discouraging the juniors.

Fred asked, "That's why you live alone in Antarctica, to facilitate daily training?" ”

"Who told you I lived alone?" Lyle asked inexplicably, "I built a city in Antarctica six hundred years ago, and it is still quite lively, not inferior to any wizarding colony. ”

Naturally, it can't be compared to the big Muggle cities, even if the citizens of the Fantasy City are only born and not die of old age, and the population growth rate is not very fast, the immortals will not think of themselves as breeding pigs.

"Huh?! Is there another city in Antarctica? ”

"I've never heard of it!"

The little wizards were talking.

In fact, in the past 600 years, many wizards have learned about the Fantasy City, arrived in the village of Hyareth, some of them entered the branch of the Fantasy Academy, and a small number of them became new residents of the Fantasy City. However, considering that the information dissemination method in the wizarding world is extremely backward, and even junk newspapers such as the Daily Prophet can guide public opinion, it is not uncommon for information to be disseminated halfway through.

"That's right!" Lyle remembered one thing and reminded him seriously, "Don't do it easily, building a magical city will provoke strong enemies, and if your fist is not big enough, you will lose your life." ”

"A strong enemy?" George and Fred looked at each other.

"Haha, Gryffindor is characterized by recklessness, I'll sell it here, maybe one day you have a burst of curiosity and look for death?" Lyle ended the topic and waved his hand away, "I won't have any expectations to cheer you up, junior explorer on the path of magic~"

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Hallie's story is aside, and after losing contact with Voldemort, the rest is pure campus content.

Dumbledore only came back once for a school meeting to convey the correct three views related to Voldemort, and then disappeared again, continuing to fight with the members of the Order of the Phoenix for a just cause.

The Weasley brothers, who were evaluated by Lyle as 'beginners', became popular seniors for younger students to ask for guidance, and the young wizards finally knew what the nature of magic was, but few of them could cross that threshold according to the Hogwarts teaching model of learning magic.

The Hogwarts faculty were younger, the others were mostly selling miserably, and Snape had traded his life in Potions for a young body because of a possibility that even he found terrible.

- Not far has passed, Dumbledore's plan is about to be completed.

"What about the Dementors?" Taken from Hogwarts to an unknown street by Dumbledore as a phantasmagion, Lyle looked left and right.

Dumbledore explained, "I thought it would take some time to leave the school, so I set aside a little time. ”

"Please, I'm just a temporary worker, I don't have much contact with professors and students, do I have to say goodbye to them one by one?" Lyle, who spends most of his time in the Headmaster's office reading Hogwarts magic books, has a clear position for himself.

"Uh...... I mean packing. Dumbledore smiled wryly.

"Ah Qin is in charge of packing your luggage." Regardless of appearance, only ability, the house elf-Ah Qin is the best servant of Lyle, "Then again, I haven't seen my own maid for almost a month...... It's an inexplicable job. ”

"Haha......" Dumbledore chose not to take advantage of the stubble, and the elimination of Voldemort really had nothing to do with Lyle.

After waiting like a fool for almost five minutes, today's protagonist appears in a majestic manner, a whole frenzied group chasing Sirius-Black, who is fleeing for his life on a magic broomstick.

(Phew!) Dumbledore hurriedly fired a conspicuous spell into the sky, acting like a flare.

Seeing the signal, Blake shifted his direction and led the Dementors towards Lyle.

"Cang." As the Dementors approached, Lyle unleashed the general application of Infinite Magic, sucking one of the Dementors into the body and pressing one hand on its rag-draped skull.

With a dazzling flash of magic, the rest of the Dementors gave up their pursuit of Blake, and all turned their heads and poured into the individual that Lyle had captured.

Once all the Dementors were fused into one, Lyle withdrew his hand and retreated, gradually changing its appearance from 'a decomposing corpse with no features in rags' to 'a thin old man in a cloak'.

“…… Did it work? Members of the nearby Order of the Phoenix have appeared, wand in hand to guard against the Dementor Fusion.

"There's still the last subject—" Lyle pointed to the street floor.

I saw a slightly different Dementor slowly rise from the ground, stretch out his hands, and hug the fusion as if he wanted to hug, but its body was also blending in.

The thin old man's eyes lit up with a blue-white soul fire, and the magic power full of the will to die erupted.

"Woo!!" Dumbledore was able to bear it, but the other members of the Order of the Phoenix were affected, and they all cast defensive magic with pale faces.

Lyle greeted with a hippie smile: "Yo~ Death, don't you have anything to tell me?" ”

（…… Wizard, get out of Earth as soon as possible...... The magic of death gradually subsided, and the Grim Reaper issued an official statement.

"It's boring, I thought the Grim Reaper would say something sarcastic because he couldn't die~" Lyle shrugged and moved to the side.

Dumbledore stepped forward and said aloud, "O Death, there is a wizard who tears apart his soul and crafts Horcruxes to avoid death, and only you can lead him into the right death. ”

（…… Tom Marvolo Riddle...... A huge scythe appeared in the Grim Reaper's hand, and his body contracted like a vortex, disappearing in an instant.

"Success?" Bryce, who had a very unpleasant face due to the power of death, jumped off the magic broom and asked.

"Well, it's just one last step." Dumbledore took a deep breath, although the ideal situation was for the Grim Reaper to solve everything, and Voldemort could only do so, he still considered the possibility of a positive wave.

"Is there really a fool who takes the initiative to tear his soul apart......?" Lyle pouted, "Forget it, I don't need the rest of the things, I'll go first." ”

Dumbledore politely said, "I'm sorry to bother you for so long. ”

"It's okay, don't come to the Fantasy Capital again, we're busy with the final preparations to leave the earth, and we don't have time to greet outsiders." With that, teleport away and leave.

"Let's go back to London first." The people of the Order of the Phoenix phantom and left.

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Ahem, both Lyle and Dumbledore have forgotten one thing - Harley, Lorne, and Hemin haven't regained their gender yet.