"Are you saying that we are not qualified enough?" a boy, who was about fourteen or fifteen years old, asked angrily.

"No, I mean, your mental state is wrong!" Zhang Chen shook his head and sighed.

With a wave of his hand, a fire suddenly splashed out, turning into a wall of fire, wrapping everyone tightly.

"Look, doesn't this bright environment look much better?" Zhang Chen shrugged and said.

Everyone stared at the burning flames in the room in amazement, and they were stunned.

"You...what are you doing?" Malfoy quickly took out his magic wand to put out the fire, and tears were already flashing in his glasses.

Damn, I didn’t encounter any good things after meeting this kid. If I continue, I might be fired halfway!

A group of students took action together, and the flame quickly disappeared.

However, the room seemed even more gloomy.

The smell of burning everywhere, and the ground was wet and covered with water. In this gloomy environment, it was not normal.

"It's really unconventional." Zhang Chen curled his lips and said.

Malfoy had a black thread at the end. In desperation, he could only lightly hold the magic wand. Suddenly a fluorescent light flew out and surrounded the room, "Is this OK?"

"Well, that's fine, at least it looks much more normal." Zhang Chen said.

He turned to look at the people in the room and smiled, "Everyone, I'm very happy that you can attend this gathering."

"But we regret it!" Everyone thought of it at the same time.

"Where is Aldridge? Oh, here, you don't have to come over, just sit there." Zhang Chen said, "Last time Aldridge told me, saying that I would like to consult if I have any substantial solutions to the status of mixed-race magicians and Muggle magicians in the magic world. I provided one at that time, but Aldridge didn't understand very much."

"The one who created the power system?" someone asked immediately.

"Yes, that's that one." Zhang Chen nodded and smiled. "Actually, in my opinion, this is just a very simple thing."

He moved gently with his wand, and a cluster of flames suddenly appeared from the top of the wand.

"Use a magic wand to destroy magic power and operate magic. This is a system of power." He stretched out his hand and pinched the flame in his palm. "And if we can not use magic wands, use magic power, and pass magic. We simply rely on another force to gather the energy in nature and turn it into special energy, and play the magic effect, then this is naturally a new system of power."

"You mean, create another kind of magic?" asked Aldridge.

"That's right, that's what it means!" Zhang Chen said.

"This is absolutely impossible, right?" said Malfoy. "The power of magic comes from the blood of the wizard. If you want to create new power, wouldn't you need to start transforming from the basics of blood?"

Everyone was also silent.

The reason why pure-blooded magicians look down on mixed-blood magicians and muggle magicians is because they do not have this powerful magical talent that comes from their bloodlines.

And if we want to break this shackle and create another system of power, wouldn’t we want to change the composition of human beings?

"Why are you all silent?" Zhang Chen asked, "Isn't this the simplest thing? As long as you thoroughly study the magician's genes and transform the human body, it is not a problem at all, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Chen felt the puzzled eyes coming from all around him.

Only then did he realize that the current time seems to be still in 1937 or 1938. Nowadays, the DNA double helix structure has not been proposed yet, right?

"Well, okay, there are some things you don't understand, so I won't talk nonsense." Zhang Chen said, "I just need you to know that magic cannot create life, but we can!"

...

The first gathering came to an end soon.

In fact, this is not a very good gathering, because this gathering was mainly Zhang Chen's preaching, and others were unable to make any useful suggestions.

For them, Zhang Chen's philosophy seems to be a little too far away, and it is too difficult to truly accept it.

Of course, Zhang Chen has time, so he naturally doesn’t have the intention to be rushing to achieve success.

The learning of magic quickly got on track, and Zhang Chen was finally lucky to see a new thing.

Flying...or floating.

Looking at the strange-shaped broom under his body, Zhang Chen waved his hand and the magic power rushed out of his body, and instantly pinched it in his hand.

The teacher who was teaching looked at him in confusion, thought for a moment, and immediately said, "Student Tom, it seems that you have understood this course. So, how about trying to fly?"

Zhang Chen nodded with a smile, rode the broom, and his magic power rushed out suddenly, and his figure rushed upwards in an instant!

call out!

An unimaginable speed directly rushed into the sky with Zhang Chen's body, and in an instant, it pierced into the clouds!

"Oh, this should be considered flying!" Zhang Chen stretched his body, stepped on the broom steadily, "Go down!"

call out!

The broom took a sharp turn and rushed towards the ground quickly. The posture of falling straight to the ground directly made the professor waiting on the ground nervous. He pulled out his wand and planned to cast a spell in an instant.

But unexpectedly, Zhang Chen's speed was far beyond his imagination.

Before the wand was held tightly in his hand, Zhang Chen had instantly pressed onto the ground. The broom suddenly stopped, causing Zhang Chen's whole body to stay at a height of only a palm from the ground.

"Don't be nervous, professor." Zhang Chen said with a smile.

"It's very dangerous to fly like this." The professor breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Stop, you still need to learn about flying safety."

"I think I have mastered this course." Zhang Chen curled his lips, "I will borrow this broom for the time being!"

brush!

Suddenly, his body moved, and the broom swept violently, and Zhang Chen's body rushed out like this!

The professor widened his eyes and wanted to catch up, but suddenly he saw a tall man with a tall belly walking in front of him.

"Professor Horas?" the professor of flight science shouted in surprise.

The man standing in front of him looked about the same size as Dumbledore. Although his belly was tall and he looked like an ordinary middle-aged and elderly man, there were countless wisdom in his eyes.

His name is Horas Slughorn, a professor of potions.

"This kid is good, his name is Tom Riddle, right?" Horace said with a smile, "I want to take him as my disciple."

The professor of flight science rolled his eyes immediately.

"Do you can't help being a disciple when you see someone with potential? You are so powerful in relying on students to build relationships!" He thought to himself, and then smiled, "For this matter, maybe Professor Horace, you should ask Professor Dumbledore more about Professor Dumbledore. Tom was brought back by Professor Dumbledore. I don't know if he is a student of Professor Dumbledore now."

Horas's eyes lit up and he nodded with a smile, "Okay. Oh, by the way, you don't need to stop him. If you have a lively child, just let him be more active."

As he said that, he left leisurely.

"Okay, let's continue to learn flying skills." The professor turned his head, and did not look for Zhang Chen, and continued to teach.

It wasn't what Horas said, but he really didn't have the ability to go to Zhang Chen.

Just calculated according to Zhang Chen's speed, the other party had already flew out of 108,000 miles with such a little bit of dazed time.

Zhang Chen did not fly too much. Although he was extremely fast, he still flew within the range of Hogwarts.

Buzz!

A series of light sounds suddenly remembered in his ears. Zhang Chen looked down and saw a small golden ball flying towards him.

The ball is about the size of a walnut, with a pair of long wings, flapping rapidly, flying at an extremely fast speed, and the flight route is also extremely strange.

Zhang Chen was sure that although this thing was flying towards him, once he was about to touch his body, he would turn the direction at an extremely fast speed, so that he could not catch himself at all!

"But why do I have to catch you?" Zhang Chen looked down at the group of students who were flying towards the sky quickly and wanted to catch the golden ball. He curled his lips and radiated his body downwards, grabbing the broom under him.

Bang!

As soon as he moved his body, the broom suddenly swept over the small ball, instantly pulling it away, and the powerful force hit it hard, hitting it down on the court below, and directly trapped in the soil, making it extremely moving.

After a rolling, Zhang Chen soon stood back on the broom and planned to fly away.

But two students suddenly appeared in front of them, both of whom were fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing Slytherin College uniforms.

"Hey, little guy, do you want to join the Quidditch team?" asked the student on the left excitedly, "You are a very promising golfer. If you are willing to join us, we will give you the best training. In the future, you may be able to participate in the Quidditch World Cup!"

"No." Zhang Chen shook his head directly, "I don't want to play basketball or something."

"Hey, boy, don't be ignorant. It's your luck that the Slytherin Quidditch team can fall in love with you. If you want to have such an opportunity in the future, don't think too much!" said the student on the right.

Zhang Chenli ignored him and stepped on the broom gently under his feet. Suddenly, his body suddenly rushed forward and disappeared in front of the two of them in an instant!

The wind swept the surface and the two students looked at each other in horror.
Chapter completed!