Roy sat on one of the few non-Gothic towers in Hogwarts Castle, his talisman burning, green smoke rising, and his eyes empty.

As mentioned earlier, his spiritual power comes from the spirit, while the wizard's mana comes from the mind.

But the concept of the mind is actually still a bit abstract.

What is Mind? The mind is the collective name of all irrational things, the metaphysical, the projection of the rational world, so that human beings can come into contact with the essence of the world.

What about the spirit? What is Spirit? Spirit is the existence of all rational material and irrational ideas, all-encompassing, all-encompassing, outside the world, within the world. Therefore, spiritual power includes both mana and is higher than mana.

But it also means that it is far more difficult for users of spiritual power to break through than mana.

When Roy went from a mortal to practicing qi, he needed to open up a spiritual sea and turn out spiritual power; When he advanced to Zhuji, he needed to accumulate his aura to a certain extent.

Now, if he wants to break through from the foundation building realm to the eternal realm, he must understand what immortality is, and when breaking through this level, he also needs to be vigilant against the "poison of immortality", if he is not careful, it will be an abyss.

So he wondered if he could get around this level and go through the wizard's way.

Like now.

He closed his eyes, and the breeze blew on his face, blowing strands of silver-white hair. He felt the presence of the Great Dao. On the never-ending road, he walked, surrounded by boundless darkness.

"What is immortality?" He asked Dadao. Dadao did not respond to him. He had already expected this situation, the essence of spiritual power allowed him to come into contact with the Great Dao, but the Great Dao was the Dao, the essence of everything, how could it be possible to respond to people. So Roy replaced it with mana, which was less than the aura, so what could be seen was a derivation of the Great Dao: the soul of the world. He said to the soul of the world, "What is immortality? ”

The soul of the world moves. He saw the universe. From the fluttering wings of hummingbirds, to the supernova that is dying and collapsing, the nectar being sucked upon, and the material being thrown out, it all includes.

But only the present, the past and the future are not visible.

He gave up. Mana born from the mind still can't replace spiritual power.

"Send." He said.

The universe showed him life and death, but only for now, and for a breakthrough, not enough. He must be well versed in the past, present, and future life and death in order to have a chance to break through.

The past doesn't need to be long in the past, the past on a human scale can be, and the future is just a glimpse of the infinite possibilities of the timeline, but it is just not enough.

"I need to break through before I can peek into the past and the future."

"Then you break through."

"I need to break through before I can see it!"

"Then you break through!"

"How can I get to this if I don't break through!"

"Then you break through! How not to break through! ”

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But it's not lifeless. There are two things in the wizarding world that are perfect for his current situation: time converters and divination.

I haven't seen the time converter and don't talk about it, anyway, he can't understand divination. I really don't understand that.

Since the crossing, Roy had really rarely seen anything like this that he couldn't figure out at all.

There is no divination in that jade slip, I don't know why.

He had also tried divination, but not to mention anything to break through the fog and glimpse the future, when he looked into the future, it was all TMD fog! It's the same from any angle, whether it's looking at it from the long river of time or from the line of cause and effect, it's all a mess as bad as a mosaic of pictures that have been handled in a forum for decades and all kinds of watermarks that fill the entire screen.

As for jumping out of the river of time or breaking free from the bonds of cause and effect, if he can do it, he still needs to worry about these problems here?

"Ah, it's burning." Roy resisted the wind and blew away the burned talismans, and the ashes dispersed without a trace.

The light band lingered, the blue sky, white clouds, grass and green water, all imprinted in his eyes. His figure slowly disappeared from the tower.

Back in the classroom (where he had just replaced himself with a puppet), he watched boredly as Professor Flitwick lectured on the stage.

Now the professor began to divide the two into groups, two by two, his partner was one of his Ravenclaw roommates, he had an impression of him, when he went out before, he found this roommate studying with a Potions book at seven o'clock in the morning, there were not many students who got up so early in the nineties in England, so Roy still had some impressions. Because this behavior succeeded in deepening his stereotype of Ravenclaw.

The roommate's name is Lynn Blazer, who comes from a wizarding family, and it is said that his ancestors were once earls, but now the family is lonely and has lost its glory.

The young man has black hair and brown eyes, a high nose bridge, and moderate lips, and is now embarrassed to greet Roy. As much as he told him, the other party was a man, but he still unconsciously substituted for a woman.

Roy was used to this kind of reaction, and as long as the other party didn't want to fencing him, he didn't care.

"Vaifan-san, it's time to practice the Levitation Charm." The roommate reminded Roy, who was caught in a deep Dao realm (out of his mind).

"Huh? Oh, good. Roy snapped his fingers absentmindedly, letting the feather float silently in the air, and then continued to be in a daze.

Roommate: "?!! ”

Lynn was stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses. His tone trembled, and he asked, "Roy, can you cast spells without a wand?" He even called Roy by his name.

The eyes of the others around him were also drawn in.

"Huh?" Roy only then completely regained his senses and found that everyone around him was looking at him.

Professor Flitwick saw this, and he ran over in a hurry, his comically short body almost falling on the road.

"Oh my God, I've never seen such a gifted student." Professor Flitsch shouted with a red face, but the next moment he denied himself, "No, no, no, it's not just a matter of talent. You must have been taught by the elders of the family," he asked.

"Well, I'm from a Muggle, and I'm the only one in my family who knows magic." Roy replied, looking a little embarrassed.

"That's even more incredible! People who have never been exposed to magic can cast spells without a wand! Professor Flitwick looked like he was about to pass out, as if he was going to fall to the ground and disappear the next moment, just like he had in the first class of the semester.

Roy was already thinking about whether to slip away again, after all, it didn't feel good to be watched by so many people. If it weren't for the fact that his alchemy skills hadn't reached a level where he could interact with others, he would have gotten better than he could.

Roy exchanged a few words with the teacher before sending him away.

This class was held by Ravenclaw and Gryffindor, so many lion cubs excitedly surrounded the professor after he left, squeezing out a lot of Ravenclaw around Roy.

A Gryffindor student excitedly asks him why he casts spells without a wand, and he snorts.

If only there was a puppet who answered the question in his place, Roy complained to himself.

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration.