"Hmm-" Roy rubbed his sleepy eyes, sat up, and shook his hair.

"The sleeping immortal cultivator, I'm afraid it's not the only one." Roy muttered under his breath.

Usually at this time, I meditate and practice.

How did you sleep as a cultivator?

But last night was also a local custom, if you really wanted not to sleep last night, then you definitely won't sleep.

Roy got out of bed, went into the bathroom, washed up casually, and went through the procedure.

I'll have to find a time to see if I can make it a permanent state, so I can just say that I don't get dusty. He thought so.

His roommate walked in, perhaps not very awake early in the morning, and he saw Roy startled at first, and opened his mouth to remind him of something, and then reacted again, smiling awkwardly and acting as if nothing had happened.

Roy: "......"

Morning classes were nine o'clock, and the first two sessions were two Potions classes with Hufflepuffs.

But here's the problem, it's seven o'clock in the morning.

So why did his roommate get up so early?

He forgot it, no matter in his past or present life, it was already too late to get up at seven o'clock, but would a British schoolboy in the nineties really get up so early?

Roy's roommate returned from the bathroom and picked up a potions book to read.

Roy: "......"

Is this Ravenclaw.

, rolled up.

I haven't tried an idea from yesterday yet.

Roy glanced at his roommate, saw that he was still reading and didn't pay attention to it, pushed the door open and went out.

In fact, the staircase at Hogwarts could have been a little more varied. Roy thought.

What upside down and left and right extension of the Möbius ring can be more than the whole point.

When he arrived on the lawn, Roy casually set up a formation to avoid an explosion or something.

Roy faced the Black Lake, and the wind blew his hair, spilling his long silver-white hair.

Roy stretched out his hand and watched as a mana arm made of nodes extended out of his palm, and then the distance between the nodes began to lengthen, and the mana arm extended into the air, and then the mana node began to grow larger, and the entire magic arm became thicker.

There are constantly magic arms that are the same as the nodes of this magic arm from this original magic arm, one after the other, and so on.

A "tree" made up of magic arms appears.

Roy withdrew his hand, and magic poured out of him, connecting to the root system of the "tree".

A white orb of light appears at the end of a magic arm.

Balls of light began to appear in the sky, forming a sea of light.

It's September, the sun is starting to shift towards the Tropic of Capricorn, and the seven o'clock sky in the Northern Hemisphere in the UK is not yet fully bright.

The sea of white light replaces the sun.

In the Headmaster's office, Dumbledore was drinking mead and looking out the window, when suddenly, one ball after another of light appeared.

"Huh?" He stood up and vanished.

By the time he reappeared, he was already on the lawn.

He saw a student standing beside the Black Lake, and above the Black Lake was the sea of light.

Dumbledore's mind moved slightly, and he could feel the sea of light in front of him being released by the student.

He appeared next to Roy.

Here it comes.

"Good morning, classmate."

"Good morning, Headmaster." Roy turned around and took off his wizard's hat in a slight salute.

"It's a very good method, and I am amazed that a first-year freshman has such mana. A ragged colt may make a good horse. Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, I have a few questions for you." Roy looked at Dumbledore.

"You should feel the mana flowing through your body, those nodes that fluctuate a lot, right?"

Dumbledore nodded.

"When I cast spells, I felt that the nodes could be taken apart, and although each node was different, they all had something in common, like the relationship between words and letters."

"Have you tried to break these apart? I don't need to tell me the results of the split, I just need to know if it can be split. ”

Dumbledore looked at him with interest, "I've worked out some of the splits of these mana nodes. ”

Roy thought for a moment, Transfiguration is a spell that requires extremely high mana mana, and Dumbledore, as a master of Transfiguration at the time, has no doubt about mana mana, and it is normal to have achievements in this.

"How many did you resolve?"

"Thirteen."

"You...... Can you demonstrate a silent and wandless spell? Roy hesitated, but still asked, although it was a little abrupt, but it was rare to see an archmage cast a spell.

Dumbledore looked kind and nodded.

Roy breathed a sigh of relief, but wondered why Dumbledore would allow him to do this, obviously it was only the first time they met.

Dumbledore seemed to read his mind, and explained with a smile, "It's just a little bit of trivia, and if there are students who want to know about it, I'm naturally happy to tell them." ”

Roy was a little embarrassed, he was so old that he could even know what he was thinking.

As for the Regent, let's not mention that Dumbledore didn't even use Voldemort when he was a student, even if he used it, it was useless, and he really did it as an immortal?

Roy's thoughts spread out, and everything in the world was not left out to contain his heart.

Dumbledore waved his hand, and a sea of golden light appeared.

Roy was a little surprised, because Dumbledore hadn't used the node at all.

He can guarantee that it is definitely not too fast to not see, but pure and pure without nodes.

"When your mana reaches a certain level, the nature of mana will change with you, generally speaking, after you see the mana node, you can foresee changes in the nature of mana in the future." Dumbledore noticed Roy's puzzled look and explained.

“……”

Idealistic spells are terrifying.

So the universal node is the change I will have in the future? Roy thought.

Dumbledore took out his elderberry wand and began to wave it.

Mana is like ink, and a magic wand is like a pen, outlining the outlines and rendering pieces of ink, complementing each other.

Vines rose up on the ground, clinging to the void to form the skeleton of a house, and then the green leaves intertwined to cover the walls of the house.

"Converting mana into matter, the Headmaster's Transfiguration skills are impressive." Roy exclaimed.

He can do similar things by converting spiritual power into matter, but it is by borrowing the level of the system, and if it is replaced by a simple magic system, he can't do it.

But there is no need to be presumptuous, after all, he has only been in contact with the transcendent for more than ten years so far, and Dumbledore has been more than a hundred years, nearly ten times more than him.

Dumbledore smiled and said nothing.

"This is also the metamorphosis of mana...... Will there be changes after a qualitative change? "Roy was referring to mana-transforming matter.

"No, actually, you can do it as long as your mastery of Transfiguration is high enough." Dumbledore explains Roy's doubts.

"Thank you, Principal, for your guidance." Roy bowed, and the exchange with Dumbledore cleared up some of his doubts, which Dumbledore deserved. Now it's time for him to go back and put together the flash of inspiration.

But it would be rude to just walk like this, Roy thought about it, Dumbledore himself did not have any material needs, and what could touch him mentally was some sad things, and he could not reverse these tragedies now.

So he stood still here.

Dumbledore: "......"

Roy: "......"

“……”×2

"Classmate, aren't you going to class?" Dumbledore spoke first to break the embarrassment.

There is an excuse to moisten.

But Dumbledore doesn't seem to know his name yet? Isn't it a bit rude to leave without introducing yourself? But if you open your mouth now, it will be very abrupt.

What to do now?

"Look at my memory, I don't know your name, which academy are you from?" Or Dumbledore.

Jiang is still old and spicy, and the emotional intelligence of this opening is reflected, and there are steps at once.

But it seems normal to ask for a name when someone else is leaving......

Don't worry about these for now, let's go down the stairs first, and then moisten when you're done.

"My name is Roy Vaifan, Headmaster. is a student at Ravenclaw College. ”

"I'm going back to get ready for class, goodbye professor."

"Hmm." Dumbledore's jaw.

Roy saluted and walked towards the castle door with his back to Dumbledore.

There was a glint of excitement in his eyes.

Let Dumbledore find out that he did it on purpose, and it is easy to find him to solve his doubts, but the real purpose is to let Dumbledore discover his "variable".

Due to the prophecy, it is impossible to change the choice of Dumbledore to deal with Voldemort, only Harry Potter.

But it was hard for Dumbledore not to make a slight change to his plans after discovering that Roy had such a magical prowess in his first year.

In his plan, Voldemort will definitely have to kill Harry in the end, there is no doubt about it, but with the existence of Roy, he will definitely be included in the plan, and this uncontrollable factor will not be put away.

The reason why Roy couldn't not be let go by Dumbledore was simple: unless Roy didn't sit on the sidelines of everything in the wizarding world, it would definitely have an impact on the situation, and the higher Roy's height, the greater the impact on the layout.

And according to the growth rate he presented, when Voldemort is truly resurrected, no one can say how far he will grow.

He's only in his first year now, and he's able to cast spells without a wand and silently, and even if he stagnates since then, he's more than most of the wizarding world.

Not to mention that he can't stop improving from now on.

He didn't know exactly what Dumbledore would do, but wasn't that the interesting part?

The more variables that are different from the original work, the greater the world's deviation from the original work, and the more unpredictable factors will be.

But that's exactly what he wants.

His lifespan is destined to be long, even on the way to eternal life, and for a long time, it would be boring not to find something to do.

So isn't it a good idea to change a world and watch it go in its own unpredictable direction?

Anyway, he has the confidence that no matter what he does, he will not die, so he dares to wave.

But until then......

Let's go back to the dormitory and get ready for class......

On the Internet, I hit hard, but in reality, I just entered the first year of junior high school.