Chapter 472: Hogwarts Learning Panel Chapter 199

"Headmaster Dumbledore."

Jia Siting said, then followed the Headmaster's instruction and sat on a chair by the hearth.

Only then did Headmaster Dumbledore withdraw his gaze from the distant and hazy sky, sit in front of Jia Siting, and blink:

"I guess you must have many questions, but that's okay, we have plenty of time to solve these problems."

Jia Siting indeed had many questions; after Headmaster Dumbledore nodded to signal, he spoke quickly:

"Where exactly am I? Headmaster. Regarding... is the content in 'Dream Stories' real?"

Jia Siting chose a core question to ask, which was where exactly he had gone. What kind of strange magical power existed there?

"You always understand what is most important; compared to you, many wizards haven't understood this point in their long lives."

Dumbledore's long, silver-white beard trembled slightly,

"The boundary between life and death, we call it that. As for its powerful forces... I think they exist; I have to tell you, child, that is a realm no one knows, no one has set foot in.

It possesses sufficient danger; for thousands of years, even Uagadou wizards haven't dared to go deep into it.

There are too many lessons telling wizards what price they will pay for underestimating the most profound and secret parts of magic..."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, his eyes under his thick silver eyebrows looked at Jia Siting thoughtfully; this Headmaster seemed a bit... nervous.

Jia Siting was silent for a while; he had indeed experienced many incredible things there.

He saw multiple versions of himself; saw the bizarre scenes hidden in the mist; saw Babajide Akingbade who wanted to pull him to Uagadou—he could even keep Jia Siting in the boundary for a while.

"This is the beautiful part of magic."

Jia Siting heard a voice speaking.

"Headmaster, what is that bizarre mist? Why did I see the orphanage at the end? Why could Headmaster Babajide Akingbade find me, can he always do this? If you can all speak, why... can't I speak? How did you come?"

Every time Jia Siting asked a question, Dumbledore nodded slightly, but after Jia Siting finished asking all the questions, the kind smile on his face was already brilliant.

"Very good, very good. Let me answer one by one..."

His voice was low and powerful, like an elder guiding a junior,

"The orphanage, truly interesting. I didn't expect it to be this place, but for you, its significance is enough to bear its role.

Yes, that is also a boundary land."

Jia Siting didn't have much emotional change; he asked with slight curiosity:

"Is it magic and Muggles?"

"Very smart, child."

Dumbledore's words made Jia Siting breathe a slight sigh of relief; when Headmaster Dumbledore pointed out the concept of the boundary land, he should have realized that it was not only the place where magic and non-magic were separated, but also should be... death and rebirth.

"As for those strange scenes you saw... let me explain to you: in the eyes of the former Scandinavians, the soul does not follow the principle of uniqueness.

The act of looking directly at the soul will mislead you into the wrong direction; those places are the most dangerous temptations. People who cannot keep their souls pure and their minds clear will sooner or later be entangled by trouble; they may never be able to return, that is a fate worse than death.

As for Babajide Akingbade, it was just an accident. Uagadou wizards have indeed mastered many magics we don't know, but it is very clear that he cannot succeed every time.

When your will is firm enough, he cannot enter your dream."

"My... dream?"

Jia Siting was a bit confused; wasn't that the boundary land?

"Oh, child, you aren't confused, are you? Truly rare..."

Dumbledore said with a smile, his expression changing from deep to playful.

Jia Siting thought slightly:

"Dreams can make elves, ghosts, and duplicates act freely, distance will not cause any obstacles.

The freedom of action here refers to the boundary land, so it is precisely my dream that connects to the boundary land.

As for you, I think you were called by me.

The empty talisman, the role of the soul holy relic perhaps lies in this; it can help wizards achieve the purpose of connection, it is a medium, a powerful alchemical creation that can achieve this purpose."

Headmaster Dumbledore's teasing made Jia Siting's thoughts rotate; he quickly sorted all this out.

"Oh, oh, does Taila often have such headaches too?"

Dumbledore was slightly helpless.

Jia Siting didn't hear Headmaster Dumbledore's shallow and light words; he had figured out many things.

Why did Headmaster Dumbledore appear?

The soul holy relic is not the Resurrection Stone of the Deathly Hallows; since it can bring Jia Siting, why can't it bring Headmaster Dumbledore?

When Babajide Akingbade arrived, Jia Siting, who didn't want to go to Uagadou, subconsciously called Headmaster Dumbledore, which was that subconscious shout of the black cat...

"If you think it's because of the soul holy relic, you are too humble... In fact,"

Headmaster Dumbledore suddenly spoke,

"I once studied Uagadou's soul holy relic with intoxication; its power is too profound. Among the many people who studied it, I was just the most inconspicuous, most insignificant, most featureless one.

Bringing a wizard into one's own 'dream' is something no one has been able to do to this day.

Uagadou wizards can easily perform transfiguration, and can also make some true prophecies based on astronomy, just like those centaurs you've seen.

But they have always believed that only a wizard who can bring a soul in or out is the true master of the soul holy relic, and also the eldest son of the Supreme God Katunda."

This surprised Jia Siting somewhat. What he could think of was that he called Headmaster Dumbledore. But he was more willing to believe that Headmaster Dumbledore could be called, rather than that he could call any wizard at will.

"Why me?"

Jia Siting was somewhat puzzled.

"Child, this is the key point; perhaps the one most suitable for mastering this power is the one who never thought of obtaining it, just like you."

Headmaster Dumbledore looked down at Jia Siting.

The thin mist outside had dissipated, the Black Lake was not as clear as the sunlight, looking very beautiful.

An owl flew past the window in front of the Headmaster's office, making a cooing sound, its claws tightly grasping some symbols of longing.

"Child, can I ask you for a favor?"

Headmaster Dumbledore was silent for a long time before saying slowly; at this moment, his entire beard was trembling.

"You say."

Jia Siting thought of something.

"Exploring the boundary land is an incredibly dangerous thing, even Uagadou wizards wouldn't stay for a long time.

If you think I'm selfish for saying such things, I couldn't agree more."

Headmaster Dumbledore's sincere eyes revealed a gloom.

"I hope you explore as much as possible; when you are sure, I also want you to do an incredibly dangerous thing..."

"Is it... pulling out a soul?"

Jia Siting naturally knew why, but he acted as if he had only realized it after deep thought.

"People like us are always busy destroying our own souls, adding chips like greed, desire, violence, etc., to them, never having time to understand what kind of unparalleled power a pure and sound soul possesses...

When this power is possessed by you, I can only say such greedy words; perhaps this is the reason why I am never recognized...

What is disappointing is that I once did such a terrible thing..."

Jia Siting had never seen Headmaster Dumbledore reveal this conflicted and depressed state.

He was originally supposed to be open and kind, but now he was like a lost person.

"I will try."

Jia Siting felt somewhat depressed for no reason.

What kind of person is Headmaster Dumbledore?

If judged only by his actions, it seems there are both good and bad.

But when this old man truly stood in front of Jia Siting, revealing his confused and uneasy side, he would think that even Dumbledore was just an old man who had no love until his old age.

He would be tired, make mistakes, feel remorse,

He kept saying that love is the greatest magic, but how much had he felt himself?

"The past... is something that no longer has weight; please don't criticize yourself at that time anymore, Headmaster, that is very unfair.

You know, he was also very confused standing in the mist at that time."

Jia Siting said. ===== CHAPTER 473 =====