Hogwarts: I'm the only cultivator here!

Chapter 77 Guardian Beast? Kun

"Boom boom boom..."

When everyone in a competition starts targeting you and treating you as a 'hunting' target, no matter how strong you are, you can't compete with them head-on.

Ye Feng was in this situation, so he stopped thinking about killing the other contestants chasing him and started using various traps to block the enemies behind him, and rushed to the finish line as fast as possible.

"woo woo woo woo…"

As Ye Feng roared past on his motorcycle, crashing into a thick, sparse tree and snapping it in half, a train billowing hot steam rumbled out with its whistle.

Although Ye Feng didn't know what was before the trap was triggered, he had set up all the traps, so he could roughly guess what it was just by looking at the fluctuations when the trap was activated. Therefore, he increased the speed the moment the toy train, which was enlarged by magic, rushed out.

However, those behind him were not so lucky. Because they were chasing too closely, the speeding train ran over their faces, and many of their motorcycles and brooms were smashed to pieces.

Seeing that the number of pursuers behind him had suddenly decreased, Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief for a moment, but soon he had to twist the accelerator again, because while he was being entangled by these people, Dumbledore and his men had moved ahead again, which forced him to change his route, otherwise even if he could break through, he would have to pay a considerable price.

Finally, amidst bursts of magical explosions and flashes, the teams of competitors, chasing each other, broke out of the Forbidden Forest and entered the Black Lake District. Once they broke out of the Black Lake District, the finish line would be within reach.

"Hey~"

Ye Feng, who was in the lead, rushed towards Black Lake. At the same time as Ye Feng rushed into the Black Lake competition area, the fishmen at the bottom of the lake also started to move.

"Boom boom…"

Streams of water shot into the sky, catching many wizards off guard and knocking them down. Moreover, these water jets were not aimed at the flying brooms but directly at the wizards above them, causing many wizards to be hit by a second wave of water jets before they could even draw their wands after being knocked away.

Fortunately, Ye Feng had distributed protective talismans to all of them before the match, so although some of them were knocked away or even fainted from the powerful impact, their injuries were at most minor. However, if they were allowed to fall into the Black Lake, it was unknown whether any dangers would arise, since these water column attacks were not arranged by Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was so certain not only because he had not been involved in the arrangement, but more importantly because most of the water jets were aimed at him, and what was even more outrageous was that many of these water jets contained sharp harpoons.

"Holy crap, are you guys trying to kill me?" Ye Feng couldn't help but shout after dodging a harpoon. After shouting, he saw a huge fish tail flash by in the water.

"Fishman?"

"Didn't I already return the fishman I caught? I even gave him a lot of gifts and pills as compensation. The fishman left with a smile and profuse thanks. Why is he turning his back on me now?"

With deep doubt, Ye Feng quickly increased his altitude, otherwise he would definitely be knocked down if he continued, since his flying broom was already badly damaged after several rounds of fierce battles, and it was basically just an empty shell.

However, the fish-man in the water had no intention of letting him leave so easily.

"boom!"

Towering columns of water shot into the sky, but that wasn't the most important thing. The most important thing was that these water columns, after shooting into the sky, didn't fall down as before. Instead, they seemed to be alive, transforming into tentacles that swept towards him.

"boom!"

Almost at the same moment Ye Feng dodged one of the lake water tentacles, a water column thicker than him and his flying broom slammed down, the turbulent current it created almost knocked Ye Feng over.

When Ye Feng came to his senses and steadied his flying broom, he realized that he was trapped by a dense array of water columns and tentacles, completely isolated from the others. The water columns on the outside were now desperately blocking Hermione and the others who were trying to rush in to save him. The level of their desperate efforts was so great that even Dumbledore and the others couldn't get in for a while, which made Ye Feng's eyes turn slightly cold.

"You... really want to fight me to the death?" Ye Feng's tone was utterly indifferent as he looked at the ugly mermaids slowly approaching from the bottom of the water.

"Hmph! You are nothing but a lowly and fragile human. What right do you have to fight us to the death? If you know what's good for you, hand over the rest of the potions and the method of making them. Perhaps I can spare your life and leave you a whole corpse."

"Oh, by the way, I have some gill sac grass here. If you're willing to eat this and become my slave to brew potions for us, I might consider sparing your life."

Ye Feng: ( ￣┏＿┓￣)

Ye Feng was speechless as he looked at the boastful male mermaid whose pale gold tail was clearly different from other mermaids. At one point, he even wondered if the male mermaid had lost his mind.

However, through the words of the male mermaid, Ye Feng understood roughly what was going on.

It seems that this male mermaid must have learned about the effects of the pills Ye Feng gave to the returning mermaid, and that the effects must have been very good for the mermaid. Otherwise, this guy wouldn't have been able to bring so many mermaids to surround Ye Feng, and even make the other mermaids willingly resist Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

Although mermaids live underwater, Dumbledore is one of the most powerful figures in the magical world. Without sufficiently substantial benefits, these fish-men probably wouldn't risk being purged by Dumbledore to 'ambush' Ye Feng.

However, they seem a bit foolish. Why would they think that someone who could casually give away such a powerful pill that could help them improve their strength would be so weak that they could easily surround and kill them?

"Sigh, I really don't know what to say to you. You live in the Black Lake, which is Hogwarts property. Is what you're doing really okay?"

Although these mermaids are a bit silly and ugly, they can still be 'optimized' after eating his pills. Maybe after a few generations, they will be able to produce mermaids like those in fairy tales? So Ye Feng decided to give them a chance.

Unfortunately, not everyone can seize the opportunity. The male mermaid with the pale golden fish tail took Ye Feng's offer of the opportunity as a weak threat and warning, so he said disdainfully, "So what? Once we get that magical potion, we only need a month to fully digest its power. At that time, let alone Dumbledore, even if his Dark Lord companion Grindelwald comes together, we are confident that we can defeat them!"

Ye Feng: ...

Ye Feng was speechless. This guy's flags were planted with incredible accuracy, so Ye Feng decided to let him try his luck again.

"Call the gods to protect you!"

Ye Feng had already learned the Guardian Spirit technique, but because he had never had the opportunity to use it, he didn't know what his guardian spirit was. Now he finally had the chance to use it openly.

"Woo~"

A long, mournful cry, like the song of a whale, resounded from the minds of all life within the Black Lake. The next second, the waters of the Black Lake surged to both sides, as if some enormous creature was about to burst out of the lake.

Indeed, a colossal creature was about to burst forth from the lake. As the long cry subsided, a massive maw, hundreds of meters wide, silently opened and swallowed all the fishmen who had surrounded Ye Feng whole.

"Kun~"

The moment they saw the gaping maw of the abyss, the name of this awe-inspiring creature naturally came to mind. Ye Feng was also stunned when he learned what the guardian beast he had summoned was, because he never expected that he would actually summon a mythical Kun.

Chapter 78 The game is over

In the Northern Sea there is a fish, its name is Kun. Kun is so large, a pot... cough cough, no one knows how many thousands of miles it is; it transforms into a bird, its name is Peng. The back of Peng is so large, no one knows how many thousands of miles it is; when it flies in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky.

This is Zhuangzi's description of the Kun in "Free and Easy Wandering". The Kun that Ye Feng summoned with the God-Summoning Guardian could not possibly be that big. What he summoned was just a miniature phantom. If the Kun were really summoned, it would be unknown whether the Black Lake could contain it.

However, even a miniature phantom was not something these merfolk could withstand. So, with one bite from the Kun, all the merfolk were killed. As the Kun's phantom disappeared, it also received a lot of information.

The reason he was able to summon the phantom of the Kun was because he spent his days fishing by the lake, and the largest of all fish was the Kun. So when he used the Summoning God's Protection, he summoned the Kun directly.

However, this thing cannot be summoned casually. After all, the Kun is a divine beast, and Harry Potter's lost magical world of the end times is obviously not able to support his status.

In other words, Ye Feng can only summon the phantom of Kun once a month at most. Any more than that and the world will instinctively reject them. At that point, he might not even be able to summon Kun or use the Guardian Angel.

However, given Ye Feng's strength, as long as he doesn't court death, there shouldn't be anything in the Harry Potter world that can truly harm him.

So when the Kun's phantom disappeared, Ye Feng didn't pay much attention. He simply patted his bottom, sat back on his flying broom, and continued running, since the competition still had to go on.

Seeing Ye Feng continue running forward as if nothing had happened, the others were stunned for a moment, while Dumbledore, who had been desperately trying to rescue Ye Feng, was so angry that he laughed.

"At a time like this, you're still thinking about the match and running away. I don't know whether to call you persistent or stubborn." Despite his words, Dumbledore was quick. Seeing Ye Feng fly away in a flash, he immediately floored the accelerator and chased after him, shouting as he ran, "What are you all standing there for? The match isn't over yet!"

Upon hearing Dumbledore's words, the surviving contestants instantly became excited. They flew around on their broomsticks, continuing their pursuit of Ye Feng. Meanwhile, in the grass on the lakeshore, a small house-elf was crouching there, trembling.

"Dobby, Dobby wants Harry to come home, but... can Dobby really bring Harry home? Those spells are so much more powerful than Dobby's; Dobby is terrified, but Harry... Harry isn't afraid at all; he's actually very excited..."

The wizards, focused on the competition, were completely unaware that a house-elf had just tried to scare Harry away from Hogwarts using a method called 'retreat,' but when the house-elf arrived, he discovered that the people of Hogwarts were far more terrifying than he had imagined.

His methods to scare Harry away were nothing compared to Ye Feng's skill on the track. Dobby was so terrified before he could even make a move that he didn't dare to get close.

Ye Feng, after wading through numerous traps while being chased by a group of people, finally crossed the finish line just before his two thousand light wheels were about to fall apart. After crossing the finish line, the two thousand light wheels under his feet could no longer withstand the pressure and broke in two with a crack. He ultimately died at the age of two months and three days.

To everyone's surprise, Harry, who had been knocked unconscious by Dumbledore's blow, came from behind to take third place. Second place went to Dumbledore and Grindelwald, who were chasing after Ye Feng at the same time.

As for Zhang Qiu and the others, the four girls stayed close behind Ye Feng after he was attacked by the fishmen and did not attack him again, so they managed to get a good ranking, getting fifth, sixth, seventh and eighth place.

Although there was a minor mishap along the way, the competition was generally very successful. Both the participants and the audience were quite satisfied with the competition because the supplier of the flying broom announced that all the materials used for the previous modifications would be given away for free.

In addition, the top ten winners also received a complete set of modification parts for free. Of course, this was just a reward from the flying broom supplier. What really excited them was the reward from the competition itself.

Because he had brought the alchemy furnace and collected a lot of materials from the Forbidden Forest, Ye Feng was quite generous this time, giving each of the top ten a low-grade spirit stone and a Spirit Condensation Pill.

Low-grade spirit stones might not be presentable in Ye Feng's hands, but if they were thrown into the magic world, they would definitely cause a frenzy, because they are quite good whether you absorb the pure power inside to increase your magic reserves or wear them on your body. As for the Concentration Pill, it is definitely a powerful weapon for wizards.

Don't be fooled by the fact that wizards in the Harry Potter world seem to be able to cast spells simply by chanting incantations. Incantations are not actually necessary. They are merely a way for wizards to concentrate and mobilize their mental energy. Once a wizard's mental energy reaches a certain level, they no longer need to chant incantations or even use a wand.

For example, Dumbledore and Grindelwald could cast spells without using wands or chanting spells. The reason they could do this was because their mental strength was stronger than that of other wizards. The Mind-Boosting Pill was a pill used to enhance mental strength.

Therefore, when the prizes were brought on stage and their respective uses were explained, even Dumbledore's breathing quickened, because these were things that would absolutely cause a frenzy throughout the entire wizarding world.

Because he understood this, when Ye Feng presented the prizes on stage and explained their purpose, Dumbledore pushed Ye Feng aside and said directly, "Mr. Ye Feng has explained the purpose of these things very clearly. I believe you all know what they mean to wizards."

"Yes, these two things can create a wizard who is at least a professor in a short time. You could say that if there were more of these, we wouldn't have to worry even if the mysterious man reappeared in the magical world. It's just a pity that I only found this much from that mysterious ancient Eastern country."

"Because there are so few of them, there are definitely not enough to go around, so I'm using them as prizes for this competition."

"Of course, don't be discouraged if you didn't win this time. Although there aren't many of these things, I still have some left. As long as you perform well enough, they can also be your prizes."

Upon hearing Dumbledore's words, the crowd below the stands, which had been stirring with excitement, instantly calmed down.

If these things belonged to that child named Ye Feng, they would have countless ways to get their hands on them. But since those magical items are now in Dumbledore's hands, things are a bit more complicated. What's more, they've discovered something even more terrifying: the former Dark Lord Grindelwald is right there in the stands.

If it were just Dumbledore, they would at most be wary of him, but if Grindelwald were added to the mix, even if they were given extra courage, they wouldn't dare to make any rash moves, because this guy really does kill.

Ye Feng felt a warmth in his heart as he looked at Dumbledore, who had pushed him away. He knew that Dumbledore had taken all these things under his wing simply to protect him, even though he didn't need them.

"Perhaps that's why so many people are willing to follow Dumbledore..."

"I've decided, next time I go to wake you up, I'll bring you breakfast on the way. I just don't know if you'll be able to get used to fried dough sticks and soy milk, Lao Deng..."

Chapter 79 Voldemort: Oh right, I'm from an animated film.

The Flying Broomstick Contest caused a sensation throughout the wizarding world. On the very day the contest ended at Hogwarts, someone approached Ye Feng, wanting him to be the track supervisor for the Flying Broomstick Contest. However, Ye Feng refused, because these guys actually rejected his offer to help out.

If the track he's producing doesn't reflect his own style, then what's the point of him being a producer? So Ye Feng refused without hesitation.

The flying broomstick competition ended, and Hogwarts returned to its usual tranquility. It was at this moment that Ye Feng finally remembered something: Voldemort's diary was still lying in his room.

(￣ ー￣)

When Ye Feng finally remembered that the diary containing Voldemort's spiritual power was still in his master's dormitory and went back to check it, he was speechless at the scene before him. Ye Feng's diary was standing upright and flipping through the pages, and each page had a different picture on it.

[?_??] "Chirp?"

Seeing Ye Feng return, Little Grey tilted its head and glanced at him. At the same time, Little Grey turned its head and stopped turning the pages of its diary.

"It's alright, you take a look first, I'll talk about my business later."

ヽ(≧?≦)ノ“啾~”

With Ye Feng's permission, Little Grey turned its head back again, and at that moment the diary began to flip through rapidly once more. However, the diary was not thick, so it was finished in just a few seconds.

"Little Grey, did you come up with this way of looking at paintings?"

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Little Grey nodded happily and put on a "praise me" expression. This made Ye Feng look at the diary with pity. How long had Little Grey 'trained' him to be able to produce a complete picture on the paper almost instantly?

But what does this have to do with him? So Ye Feng affectionately patted Little Grey's head and casually took out an orange-flavored pill and fed it to him.

"By the way, Little Grey, the way you look at these pictures makes them seem to come alive. Why don't we call them—animated cartoons!"