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"Legendary material?!" Gawain swallowed hard. "Where did you get this from?"

"Uh..." Leona picked her nose, her eyes blinking, feeling very guilty. "My brother gave it to me."

Chapter 311 What's the difference between a person without dreams and a salted fish?

After obtaining the Golden Crow Feather, Leona instantly went from being penniless to becoming incredibly wealthy.

Looking at the points left in her system after paying out for the stairs, Leona's eyes sparkled, as if she was thinking about something unpleasant.

The golden crow, perched atop the Fusang tree at the center of the sun, sensed something was amiss. It subtly moved its wings, shielding its body from view.

It covered up even the smallest, newly grown downy hair there.

Time passed day by day, and Leona had been at Hogwarts for over a week. With her outstanding appearance and outgoing personality, she had already become familiar with all four houses.

Slytherin is mostly populated by wizards who are passionate about spell research and combat testing. They have always dominated the school's individual combat power rankings, with six of the top ten being Slytherin students.

Most of the Ravenclaws are good students in the traditional sense who love reading. They not only read all kinds of books in Hogwarts, but also those from the outside world.

Every time Leona goes to their lounge, she sees a bunch of little wizards carrying books. She can chat with any one of them and learn more about their past, talking about everything from the heavens to the earth. They can talk even more than the drivers in Chongqing.

Gryffindor is a gathering place for active people, and they have the best relationship with Gawain and the other Knights of the Round Table. Hogwarts has always had a research project that is not openly discussed, which is how to combine the characteristics and advantages of knights and wizards to create a new profession.

If it really works out, Leona thinks the first young wizard in this profession will definitely be a Gryffindor.

The last college, Hufflepuff, is Leona's favorite. It's a place where researchers who are passionate about food abound. Some learn how to grow raw materials, while others figure out how to turn various materials into edible condiments.

The lounge here is a stark contrast, with two large tables. One table displays some culinary delights that have already gained widespread recognition, while the other displays various research products from students—some may be delicious, others may be terrible.

However, there are usually more people around the experimental table. Hufflepuff is never short of warriors when it comes to food; they secretly worship Shennong here.

"Burp~" Leona let out a big burp. "I think you should find a different tester. None of the stuff you added to the food worked for me."

Leona looked at the little Hufflepuff wizard in front of her and said, "This guy is a typical researcher. It's said that he's been to the hospital more than ten times because he wanted to see if various ingredients tasted good."

“That’s exactly why it’s useless.” The little wizard took out a small box from his pocket. “This contains powdered rootless grass. When used alone, it has a laxative-like effect, but when added to food and steamed at a low temperature, it has a slightly sweet taste.”

Leona smacked her lips, savoring the memory. Indeed, the sweetness in that piece of fish, though subtle, was unforgettable.

“There are ingredients that, even just a tiny bit, can give a special flavor, but the side effects are too great. Every time I eat it, I have to go to the hospital. How can a good seasoning be determined after just one test? So please!” The little wizard bowed to Leona while holding a plate of various foods.

Leona's eyes swept over the small labels on the plate, which listed the additives.

Many of these materials are hazardous and controlled, and it's unclear where this guy got them from.

Furthermore, if it's really as he said, if someone had eaten all of these things even once, they might not have gone to the hospital a few times, and they might not have survived.

Leona suddenly felt a little admiration for the young wizard in front of her; he was really ruthless to himself.

“Since you insist, come on, but let’s be clear, I’m not a gourmet, and I can’t describe the flavors,” Leona said, tossing her hair.

"Thank you very much!" the little wizard bowed again. "I will find another opportunity to taste it in the future. Teacher, you just need to tell me your true feelings as a guest."

Leona nodded, and for the next hour or so, the two of them kept at the same pace, one eating and the other asking questions, until the entire tray of food was finished.

By this time, the little wizard had almost finished writing on the large stack of papers in his hands, and his face was flushed, as if he was extremely excited.

"Hmm...you think about this every day, aren't you afraid you won't graduate?" Leona asked, propping her head up with her hand, she was in a good mood.

The little wizard in front of me is a pretty good cook; seventy percent of his dishes are quite delicious. The rest are mostly strange and conflicting in flavor, with only one or two dishes that Leona found extremely unpalatable.

However, the little wizard was even happier to receive such praise than to receive compliments.

"No, I passed every course at least. I got full marks in courses like Potions, Magical Plants, and Magical Animal Identification. I've calculated my credits, so graduating won't be a problem at all."

The young wizard answered Leona's questions while looking down and filling in some parts he had omitted during his sketch.

"So what are your plans after graduation? To become a chef?" Leona continued to ask.

It's not that being a chef is bad, it's just that this might be the most unique career choice in the entire Hogwarts.

"That's my initial goal. My intermediate goal is to visit masters of various cuisines after I've reached a certain level, and if possible, go to the Heavenly Court to see if I can meet the God of Food." The little wizard dreamed about his future life.

"What is the advanced goal?" Leona asked curiously. It was the first time she had seen a young wizard so clearly and explicitly define what he should be like in the future.

"A high-level goal is a bit far off, you could say it's my dream, but I'll definitely work hard for it." The little wizard was a little embarrassed, afraid that Leona would think he was daydreaming, but he still spoke up in the end, "I want to open a school that specializes in learning how to make food and cultivate ingredients. I've already thought of a name."

"What's your name?"

"Trutsuki Academy, the teacher must come and support me when the time comes." The little wizard said very seriously. This was also why he kept every document. In the future, when the academy is really opened, he can put it in the library to show off.

Leona didn't know what to say. The biggest problem in opening an academy wasn't the young wizard's strength or ideas, but resources. In the current environment of scarce resources, his Far Moon Academy definitely couldn't be opened.

Just then, the bell rang in the lounge. The little wizard stuffed his things into his bag, waved to Leona, and hurried outside; he had to go to class.

Leona sighed and slumped onto the table.

Even a student knows what they want for the future, so how come I, the teacher, don't?

Chapter 312 Geniuses Everywhere

After meeting the young wizards of Hufflepuff, Leona focused more of her attention on the students than on the interesting surroundings.

It was then that Leona realized that this school, which hadn't won a single prize in the exchange competition, was full of geniuses.

Especially the second-grade students, each of them who has made it this far from the time they entered school has some skills.

Cassandra of Slytherin, the Queen of the Duels, independently developed and dissected the Lightning Bolt. Yes, the Lightning Bolt used for performances was her own invention.

In addition, Cassandra is also trying to modify the current spell to make it more suitable for herself.

Daniel of Hufflepuff is a Potions expert, but because his teacher is not particularly skilled and doesn't specialize in this field, the two sometimes argue about right and wrong during class.

At this moment, Daniel showed no signs of social anxiety. Although the teacher won most of the time, it also meant that he was right sometimes.

Ivy of Ravenclaw is a human library. It is said that there is no book in Hogwarts' four branch libraries and the main library that she has not read. If a teacher does not know something, she will know it as long as it is written in the book.

Moreover, Ivy is not only good at memory, but also an expert in Transfiguration. Just considering the Transfiguration spell alone, Ivy is already good enough to be a teacher for lower grades. If Dumbledore had returned in time, she would probably have become the second Agmannis after Dumbledore.

Robin of Gryffindor is the best candidate for the new profession and the only one who can go head-to-head with students from other schools of the same level at the exchange meeting.

According to Gawain, if resources are sufficient, he is confident that he can train Robin to become an intermediate knight within ten years, without inventing new professions. Going beyond that is not just a matter of talent; there is currently no way to guarantee that someone can cultivate to become an advanced professional.

Most importantly, these people are not only exceptionally talented, but they also know exactly what they want and have a clear goal. In this respect, they are among the best, not to mention underage children, but even if all the people on Earth are included. This is precisely what Leona envies about them.

If you're envious and don't have it yourself, then you should find a way to solve it.

Ah, as a newborn goddess of dawn whose father and mother are both stars and whose brother is still living far away, the only solution Leona can think of right now is to ask someone for advice.

Coincidentally, Gao Wen's words that night left a deep impression on her. He was a wise man, a wise man indeed.

Inside Gao Wen's office.

"Sister, can I call you sister? Stop asking, or I'll go crazy. If I could really explain all this, I wouldn't be stuck at this level for hundreds of years!" Gawain's husky nature resurfaced after Leona kept nagging him and they had gotten to know each other quite well.

There's no way to avoid exposing it; I've talked myself hoarse, used all the educational tips I learned from books, but it's still ineffective.

"No, you can explain so many things clearly, like this currency and that economy, so why can't you convince me? Can't you give me a good and satisfactory suggestion?" Leona was very puzzled, mainly because she had no one to ask except Gawain.

If you go to other teachers without knowing them, they might wonder if there's some hidden meaning behind your actions.

As for students, although there is a saying that "among three people walking together, there must be one who can teach me," Leona felt that that was still a last resort. Unless there was no other way, she would definitely not ask them.

"Those are all memorized. Read the internal newspapers and news more often. Aren't there analyses from various commentators in them?" Gao Wen asked rhetorically.

Leona blinked. "What about the understanding of the rules regarding the mystical side?"

"Oh, I do have my own insights into this, but it took me five hundred years to understand it." Gawain said helplessly. If Leona wanted to hear some flattery, that would be fine, she could just say whatever she wanted. But when she appeared in the office, Gawain knew that she was serious.

When things are taken seriously, nothing can be done without seriousness. Faced with the serious Leona, Gawain really didn't dare to say anything carelessly. He could only say some ambiguous platitudes. After all, it's okay to make a mistake, but saying something carelessly would cause a big problem.

“In that case, the only advice I can give you is to find someone,” Gao Wen continued.

"You looked for someone? Who?" Leona paused. "Am I familiar with that person? Would he teach me?"

Gao Wen opened his mouth, wanting to ask in return, "Do you really think you know me well? Is this the right time to discuss this kind of question?"

However, Gawain didn't say it out loud. Gawain guessed that Leona really felt that their relationship had reached this point, rather than it being a mistake of speaking too intimately with someone she didn't know well. After all, for a naive "kid" who had just started to open up to the world, being the most familiar with this characteristic already meant a lot.

"Don't worry, he'll definitely be willing to teach you, after all, he's the principal of this school," Gao Wen said, pointing towards the principal's office.

"Dumbledore? He's back?" Leona was a little excited. Although she hadn't seen any big shots like Yang Jian yet, seeing Dumbledore, who had entered the Legendary realm, was enough.

Gawain shook his head. Actually, he initially wanted to recommend Artoria, but King Arthur had been so busy lately that he didn't even have time to send the equipment over. "Headmaster Dumbledore hasn't returned yet, but he said before he left that if we encounter any problems that we can't solve, we can go to his office."

Leona was a little disappointed, but it seemed to be the only way at the moment. It looked like she really had to go to the principal's office.

Leona held out her hand. "Do you have a key?"

Gawain shook his head. "No, Dumbledore said that we could just turn the doorknob and go in. If we could, we could, and if not, there was nothing I could do."

"Ok."

Leona left Gawain disappointed and went upstairs alone. The castle did not look particularly big on the outside, but the interior space was expanded many times over through multiple spells. It was because of this that it was able to be divided into four different colleges.

Dumbledore's office is on the upper level of the castle, above which are the watchtower, the observatory, the temporary landing platform, and other places.

Because of the lack of teachers, no one works on this floor of Hogwarts. Apart from the occasional patrol by knights like Gawain, no one comes here. Fortunately, it is kept clean by magic, so there is no dust and it is as clean as if someone cleans it every day.

Tap tap tap, Leona's shoes made a crisp sound as they stepped on the wooden floor.

Leona soon arrived at the principal's office. The door was simple and unadorned, just like the doors to other offices in the school.

Taking a deep breath, Leona cleared her mind of distractions and reached for the doorknob.

Chapter 313 Do you know how many ways there are to write the word "legend"?

The instant Leona's hand touched the doorknob, an immense heat erupted from her palm, instantly melting the doorknob and the surrounding office door.

Leona was stunned as she stared at the empty space that had appeared in the blink of an eye. She stood there, unsure of what to do.

I just want to open a door, I'm not here to demolish a house!

"Ms. Leona, please come in."

Dumbledore's voice came from the headmaster's office.

Without even thinking about why Dumbledore, whom she had never met before, knew her, Leona instinctively obeyed Dumbledore's instructions and went inside.

Once inside the office, the open door slammed shut, and the large hole that had been melted was instantly restored.

At the same time, the ticking of a clock rang in Leona's ears.