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Under this voice, Leona saw countless phantoms, overlapping phantoms, and among these images were incomprehensible lines of cause and effect.

A few seconds later, the scene gradually calmed down, and everything in front of Leona returned to normal, turning into an ordinary office.

Meanwhile, Dumbledore's phantom sat behind the desk, looking at Leona with a kind gaze.

"Principal... I didn't mean to..." Leona subconsciously apologized for her behavior.

"No, no, no, don't go any further." Dumbledore waved his hand to stop Leona from moving forward. "The legendary aura that shimmers around you will interfere with my normal existence in this time."

"At this time?" Leona grasped the key point.

“That’s right, this is the Time Chamber. I asked Kiran to help me set it up, which is why I know you,” Dumbledore explained, while picking up a candy and popping it into his mouth.

"But Headmaster, didn't you go elsewhere to find teachers and break through to legendary status?" Leona asked doubtfully, waiting for Dumbledore's answer.

"That's right, do you know some of the common ways to advance to legendary status?" Dumbledore countered.

Leona shook her head. She was born a legend, though her legend was a bit fake. Even a real sub-legendary could easily beat her up.

"The first one concerns the uniqueness of the universe." Dumbledore seemed to be lecturing Leona, "By absorbing the selves of other parallel universes, the number of selves within a certain high-dimensional range becomes one, thereby achieving substantial uniqueness and indirectly propelling one into the Legendary realm."

"The second type concerns the uniqueness of time, which involves replacing the past and future of one's own mainstream timeline with the present to achieve a de facto uniqueness of time, thereby propelling one into the legendary realm."

"The third type is self-understanding, which is more difficult and relatively metaphysical. Lady Artoria entered the Legend through this method, which is manifested externally by letting go of obsessions, reconciling with the past, eliminating inner demons, and so on."

"The fourth type is to break through by force. This relies more on the accumulation of one's own strength, enduring the tedium of the accumulation process, finding a suitable development path, building one's own legendary domain, and finally achieving a breakthrough. Mr. Sun Wukong you see is one of the templates of this method."

"The fifth type is the aggregation of collective consciousness, which involves spreading myths about itself, creating a retrievable information point in other universes, and finally impacting the legend through a one-time recapture."

"The sixth type is the law of containment, which contains a certain law that has been discovered and is stable, and relies on this law to create one's own domain or godhood, and ultimately relies on this kind of rule to complete the legendary advancement."

"These six are all relatively mainstream breakthrough methods, and once you advance to the legendary level, you will automatically possess the sub-legendary characteristics of other paths, such as the relative uniqueness of time and parallel universes, legends of other universes, and certain suitable rule powers."

Listening to Dumbledore's words, Leona examined herself and realized that she might be a combination of the Fifth and Sixth Methods.

The mystical concept of the sun gave rise to her and the three-legged golden crow, and the power that the sun represents in the mystical and the real evolved into the source of their power.

"I'm sure you can see that I'm trying out the first and second methods of advancement," Dumbledore said, looking around. The rotating timeline and the intertwined causal lines were all outward manifestations of these attempts.

"Did you succeed?" Leona asked softly, a little afraid that her actions might have disturbed Dumbledore.

“I don’t know,” Dumbledore said to Leona, his expression somewhat melancholy. “Trying to become a Legend is an extremely dangerous thing.”

"You might get lost in other timelines, other universes, or even confuse your own perception, mistaking other versions of yourself for yourself. Or you might be altered by the legends and stories released due to the discrepancy between legend and fact. You might also be restricted by the rules that govern it, slowly drifting towards the concept of the rules themselves..."

"However, I probably haven't succeeded yet. After all, if I had, I would be sitting here after my success."

Leona didn't quite understand Dumbledore's words, but she could roughly understand that Dumbledore probably hadn't succeeded yet.

"Um, Principal, actually I came to ask you a question..." Leona nervously curled the ends of her hair with her fingers.

"There are many options for advancing to Legendary status, and there's almost no way to rule out an option before trying it," Dumbledore said, resting his hands on the table as he looked at Leona. "I've always told myself not to be impatient for quick success, and I'm passing that advice on to you now."

"You still have plenty of time to try and plenty of opportunities to make mistakes. Why expect to understand everything and find your future in a short period of time?"

Leona found it strange. In some ways, what Dumbledore said was similar to what Gawain said, but why did she feel something now, when she hadn't felt anything at first?

"You're still a life skills teacher, right? Why don't you focus on doing that role well first?" Dumbledore continued.

“I understand, thank you, Headmaster,” Leona said after a moment of silence.

"You're welcome. It's getting late; the first-year students should be dismissed soon," Dumbledore reminded them.

Leona understood Dumbledore's meaning and turned to leave.

After Leona left, the office environment did not calm down; instead, it became even more chaotic.

Leona's own domain continues to disrupt the balance of this place, causing some unexpected changes.

For example, a dozen minutes later, a black dog suddenly appeared in the office, and a chaotic web of cause and effect entangled the black dog. Then, the office gradually calmed down.

Chapter 314 I am Sirius Black, and I'm back!

Just a second before everything returned to calm, the big black dog was repelled from the energy field controlled by the principal's office.

The principal's office door swung open with a hiss, spitting out the big black dog, then slammed shut as if it had expelled something unclean.

The dazed black dog fell to the ground, its rough and dirty fur scattering from the air and landing on the floor. As the fur touched the floor, it was instantly dissolved by the constant magic.

The big black dog panted on the ground for a while; the force with which it was thrown was a bit too much for a skinny dog ​​that was even injured.

However, beneath that unassuming appearance lay a burning heart and an unimaginable willpower. Soon, the big black dog stood up again, always remembering its true identity. Sirius would never be defeated by physical pain.

After catching his breath, Sirius, influenced by the fluctuations emanating from the principal's office, began to leave the area.

Sirius Black was panting as he walked along the corridor wall. He didn't dare to leave his Agmannis form yet. This was Hogwarts, and he was wanted by all sides. If he revealed his true form, he would be arrested without a doubt. He didn't think he could take on the entire Hogwarts by himself.

Furthermore, Sirius still doesn't understand why, after escaping from Azkaban, he suddenly appeared inside Hogwarts Castle as soon as he approached it, as if he had been apparated. However, apparition is prohibited within the Hogwarts Castle grounds, which is illogical.

Could it have been Dumbledore who did it?

Sirius Black harbored a slight suspicion; this was the only wizard he felt might not immediately take control of him if he were discovered.

I don't want to think about it anymore! That rat must die! Peter must die! James and Lily have already sacrificed themselves! Their child absolutely cannot be harmed by Peter!

Thinking of this, the black dog's eyes revealed a terrifying light. This time, even if it meant sacrificing himself to get a one-for-one trade, Peter was doomed!

Even if Jesus came, it wouldn't make a difference! That's what he said!

The bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class.

The learning model at Hogwarts is somewhat similar to that of a university, but the students here work much harder than most university students.

"Hey Daniel, wanna check out the Duel Club? Potions class just doesn't suit my taste," Robin said, beckoning to Daniel.

Daniel shook his head. He still planned to go back and tend to his little vegetable garden, which contained simple plants such as cucumbers, eggplants, and green beans. These were all for accumulating experience in growing flowers and plants. He couldn't just start growing magical plants right away; that would be a waste.

Moreover, once these products mature, they can be sold to young wizards in Hufflepuff, who always believe that vegetables grown at Hogwarts are of better quality than those simply brought in from outside.

"Don't be a spoilsport! Cassandra is said to be challenging Leona again. Why don't you go check it out? The invincible Slytherin Queen has been humiliated once more. This is a rare sight," Robin said, patting Daniel's arm.

After speaking, Robin realized that Daniel didn't seem to be listening to her. Following Daniel's gaze, Robin turned her head and spotted a black dog hiding in a corner.

"Does anyone here keep dogs?" Robin asked curiously as he walked over and squatted down.

Sirius curled up even more, as if he were frightened, but his claws were already slightly exposed.

Although Sirius Black was reluctant to harm a young wizard, if he were discovered, he would have no choice but to break out by force.

“You scared it.” Daniel grabbed Robin’s collar and pulled her back two steps. “I don’t know who owns it, but it seems to be injured.”

Neither Daniel nor Robin had considered that Sirius might be a stray dog. After all, this was Hogwarts, a place with several high-level professionals and high-tech equipment hidden throughout. A stray dog ​​could only dream of entering without alerting anyone.

"Don't be afraid, doggy, don't be afraid..." After dragging Robin away, Daniel took out a small bottle of White Essence from his pocket, a potion he had concocted himself.

Sirius recognized the potion in Daniel's hand. It was a very basic potion, and the only thing that puzzled him was how this little wizard could have it.

hiss~

A drop of styrax essence fell onto Sirius's wound, the stimulating drug making him shudder twice, and then he was unexpectedly picked up by Daniel.

"Robin, shouldn't this be the responsibility of the dorm supervisor?" Daniel shook hands with Sirius and asked with a smile.

Daniel has always loved small animals and plants, and if he had the energy, he would have liked to have a pet.

"Hmm... I guess so." Robin scratched her hair.

“Let’s go to the dueling room then.” Daniel exerted force with his arm; this big black dog, despite its skinny appearance, was quite heavy.

"Okay, wait... why didn't you go when I invited you?" Robin suddenly realized, "Am I not even as good as a dog?!"

"No, no, you're overthinking it~" Daniel said dismissively while petting the dog, his words sounding more like he was talking to the dog than to Robin.

"You're such a bad brother!" Robin was a little angry, but she still followed behind Daniel. "Daniel, if you don't give me an explanation, I'll eat all your cucumbers!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Daniel continued to give perfunctory replies.

Robin puffed out her cheeks, looking rather cute with her huffy expression.

Sirius nestled comfortably in Daniel's arms, realizing that this way he was less likely to attract the attention of the school professors. As for the dorm supervisor, he could always find a chance to run away later.

Moreover, with Daniel around, Sirius felt he might be able to get several passwords for free, as getting around Hogwarts without passwords would be very troublesome.

Entering the common room of any house requires a password, and Sirius Black even suspected that he might be able to sneak into Gryffindor just like that.

What? How did he know Robin was a Gryffindor?

Is that even a question?

As a key member of the Gryffindor quartet, Sirius immediately recognized Robin as a typical Gryffindor wizard, especially since they both bore the house insignia.

Sirius Black, the Lion of Gryffindor, will never be mistaken.

On the way to the dueling room, many young wizards were quite curious about the dog in Daniel's arms, and would stroke it every now and then.

Daniel also inquired about the big black dog's owner, but received no response.

Sirius huddled his head in Daniel's arms. He was a little puzzled. They had walked for so long and hadn't heard a single password. Had Hogwarts abolished the password system?

Chapter 315 Voldemort exclaimed "Expert!" upon hearing this.

Avada Kedavra!

As Sirius was being safely carried into the Duel Club, the sound of a Killing Curse being cast exploded in his ears.

Sirius was stunned for a second, then began to struggle frantically in Daniel's arms.

Holy crap!!! Someone used the Unforgivable Curse at Hogwarts! Is Dumbledore dead? Is the Ministry of Magic wiped out?!

The Mystic is back?! The Death Eaters have stormed Hogwarts?! Where's my Harry?! Where is Harry?

After struggling for a moment, Sirius turned his gaze straight ahead, and then he saw a scene he couldn't understand: all the students in the Duel Club were gathered below the dueling arena, watching the battle above with eyes of adoration, and even Avada Kedavra couldn't make them leave.

Damn it...where am I? Am I dreaming?!

Sirius began to question his existence, not only because of the students' attitude towards the Unforgivable Curse, but also because of the two monsters in the dueling arena.

“Hmm, this Killing Curse is an improvement over the last one.” Leona gave Cassandra a thumbs up. The dark light shield of Eclipse floated around her body. The Avada Kedavra strike was immediately deflected from the shield without leaving a trace.

Cassandra maintained the same expression; it was normal that it had no effect. If it did, she wouldn't dare use the Killing Curse.

Weather spell!

Cassandra began casting her signature spell, and because Leona generally only defended and did not attack, she did not even have to worry about being interrupted by spells such as Stun, Summoning, or Levitation during the casting process, allowing her to cast the spell to its maximum effect.