Chapter 2 Learning? Learn a fart!

Listening to Dumbledore's narration, Ash Black had a somewhat distant expression on his face. Because for him, the 'history' of a hundred years ago in Dumbledore's mouth seemed to have happened yesterday.

"Wait a minute, let me take a break."

Ash Black rubbed his temples and stood there for a long time, seemingly having some difficulty accepting reality.

But in reality, he was thinking about his own situation.

Ash Black, an ordinary Celestial Empire traveler with good roots.

Different from traditional traversal methods such as mud trucks and electric shocks, he suddenly crossed while playing "Hogwarts Legacy" -

The good news is that he travels through the world of Hogwarts, and as a time-traveler, he knows the plot well.

The bad news is that he travels through Hogwarts at the end of the 19th century, more than a hundred years away from the main timeline.

Of course, this did not prevent him from enrolling in Hogwarts to study magic.

When Ash heard Dumbledore tell the story of 'Blake the Hero died to protect Hogwarts and Ranlock', his expression became a little subtle...... Because it's actually a wonderful misunderstanding.

Under the premise of being familiar with the plot, and being able to give full play to the subjective initiative without being limited by the game framework, the final boss in the game, Lan Lock, cannot pose any substantial threat to Ash at all, but is imprisoned underground by Ash and cooperates with him to do some experiments that are not so accepted by the wizarding world-

For example, the bloodline of Meiwa and the wizard is artificially crossed, and then the study of how to use magic to achieve immortality, or the eternal youth...... In Ash's eyes, these experiments were as epoch-making as Mendel's hybrid experiments, but he also knew that it was difficult for the old-fashioned wizarding world to accept all this, so he had been secretly looking for volunteers to refine his research.

And the reason why the ruins collapsed, and the reason why Ash was 'rejuvenated', was because of a failed experiment.

Of course, judging by the results, the experiment is not a failure.

After all, this made him come to 1991 by mistake, that is, the year when the main story happened.

Good news, landing met Dumbledore.

Bad news, he's from the Snake Courtyard.

After a long time, Ash seemed to finally accept the reality, raised the wide sleeve hanging down from his right hand, looked at the tall white-bearded old man, and asked:

"So, Headmaster Dumbledore, can you explain why I'm the way I am?"

"I don't know."

Dumbledore shook his head, then added:

"This may be the result of out-of-control ancient magic, but I don't know much about ancient magic."

He was actually a little surprised, because the hero of history, Blake, was still a student at Hogwarts when he 'died', and he should have been sixteen or seventeen years old.

What could emerge from the purple crystal was a boy who was only eleven or twelve years old!

Obviously, a hundred years have passed, but Ash Black has become several years younger, how do you look at it.

Dumbledore had thought it was Ash himself, but judging by his stunned reaction, it was due to the accident of the battle.

And since it was an accident, there is no need to delve into it.

Dumbledore thought so, and Ash wished he did.

Ash looked at Snape and said:

"Professor Snape, can you lend me a wand?"

Snape glanced at Dumbledore, who acquiesced. Snape then handed his wand over, and then he saw Ash gesturing with his wand to his clothes.

In the next second, the suit of clothes, which was slightly wide and bloated for Ash now, quickly shrank, perfectly fitting his current figure.

"Silent spells?" Snape's expression moved slightly, and he quickly made a mental judgment about Ash's strength—he was a highly gifted wizard, but not high enough to cast spells without a wand, at least not yet.

As for the magic used by Ash, Snape didn't pay attention to it, after all, this kind of magic that makes clothes smaller is really not worth paying attention to.

"Thank you." Ash returned the wand to Snape and thanked him politely.

Snape didn't speak, only bowed slightly.

His first impression of Ash was not bad, but it would be a little awkward to say hello - in terms of age, Ash was a hundred years older than him. But judging from the appearance, the other party is only an eleven or twelve-year-old boy after all, and he is still thinking about what attitude to use and what way to call the other party.

"Same as Professor Figo's assessment." Dumbledore watched from the sidelines, and made a silent comment in his heart.

When Snape took the wand, he smiled and said:

"I think you must have a lot of questions, but maybe we should go to my office first and have a cup of tea and talk slowly."

Ash didn't refuse the offer, and left the map chamber with them, returning to the principal's office through Floo Powder.

Ash looked at the furnishings in the office and said with some emotion:

"More than 100 years later, it's almost the same."

"In fact, it's not just the office."

Dumbledore poured him a cup of black tea and smiled kindly:

"It's like this all of Hogwarts, almost the same as it was a hundred years ago, and I'm sure you'll be no stranger to it here."

"Oh! Who's this? A hero of Hogwarts, a true Slytherin! ”

Exaggerated exclamations rang out from behind several people, coming from a portrait on the wall.

The portrait depicts an old man with a goatee, dressed in a silver and green Slytherin costume.

It was the former Headmaster of Hogwarts, Phineas Black.

At this time, he was proudly showing off to other portraits around him, looking like he wanted the whole world to know.

Everyone present was well aware of the reason why the principal was so excited.

Because Phineas Black is the only Slytherin headmaster in Hogwarts history, he has always been proud of it. But to his haunt, there was no one else in Slytherin to brag about.

Now that there is finally an Ash appearing, and his surname is still Black, doesn't this headmaster have to blow hard?

However.

Not only was he the only Slytherin headmaster, but he was also the least popular, with hardly any students liking him.

As for Ash, he didn't like the headmaster very much, but he didn't hate him either.

So—

"Dumbledore."

With a look of obvious disgust, Ash looked at Dumbledore and asked:

"Can Hogwarts be re-transferred?"

"Nope! You can't do this! Phineas Black shouted.

"There is no precedent for this at Hogwarts."

Dumbledore shook his head, but the next second he changed his mind:

"But you're not a Hogwarts student right now, and in a few days it's the day the new students will be on campus. You can enroll with new students, um, so that the sorting hat can give you a new house. ”

Dumbledore was smiling, and he was very supportive of the Slytherin's choice to re-sort the 'Hogwarts Hero'.