Hogwarts: I'm the only cultivator here!

"So what? Being cute is enough. Besides, Xiao Yefeng's talent is so strong. Even Professor Dumbledore himself admitted that he is a super genius who could potentially surpass him."

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Ye Feng: [?_??]

At first, Ye Feng was quite happy to hear the female students discussing him. After all, it was a happy thing to have his appearance recognized. But as he listened, he realized something was wrong. He had no idea that Dumbledore had personally admitted that his talent was stronger.

Although the guy without a nose was already half-crippled, and even if he wasn't, he wasn't afraid, he didn't want to be pushed out to take the fall for no reason, and he wasn't the kind of person who liked to show off.

In fact, he has a steady quality in his bones. For example, he doesn't like to stand out too much. He will try his best to keep his brilliance to himself and not be the one who stands out or the last one. He will just stay in the middle and be the sixth one or so.

Of course, none of these are the most important things. The most important thing is that those senior students really know how to do it!

As the saying goes, one female hooligan is not scary, but a group of female hooligans together is truly terrifying. So after Ye Feng swallowed the fish in his mouth, he simply said goodbye to Hermione and Harry and slipped away.

Seeing Ye Feng quietly run away, Dumbledore, sitting at the top, smiled and took a small sip of his wine.

He's getting old and his energy is limited. Plus, he has to take care of Harry, so he definitely can't keep an eye on Ye Feng. So he came up with a plan to make Ye Feng a star like Harry.

However, Dumbledore did not expect that Ye Feng would be so popular with the female students after he promoted him. This was an unexpected turn of events, but his goal had been achieved.

But to be honest, after the food improved, Ye Feng's originally thin face gradually started to gain weight. His chubby, pinkish appearance sometimes made him want to pinch it, so it's normal that the female students liked Ye Feng.

Moreover, Dumbledore also noticed that Ye Feng had a faint fragrance, a light and natural scent similar to that of grass and flowers. Being around him gave people a sense of peace and tranquility. So it was perfectly normal that so many people liked Ye Feng and wanted to hold him.

Ye Feng was unaware of this, so he couldn't understand why so many girls suddenly wanted to hug him. As for the faint fragrance on his body, once one reaches a certain level in cultivation, one's body will become an immaculate body, and he had already reached that level, so he was completely unaware of it.

Although he was unaware of these things, he instinctively sensed danger, so he ran away before most people had finished eating.

There are no self-study sessions at Hogwarts in the evening, so after dinner, Ye Feng slipped back to his dormitory. As soon as Ye Feng returned to his dormitory, he heard a loud chirping sound, and then a small round ball, no bigger than half a fist, silently landed on Ye Feng's shoulder and gently pecked at his neck.

"Alright, alright, I know you're hungry. I brought you a piece of fresh fish. Eat up." As he spoke, Ye Feng flipped his hand and took out a piece of fish about the size of a thumb, handing it to the little round ball on his shoulder.

You guessed it right, the 'little round ball' that ran over to Ye Feng and begged for food was none other than the owl, Little Fat Chick.

Ye Feng never expected that the owl he bought, which he thought would grow very large, would actually be the world's smallest owl—the Common Owl, a tiny owl that shouldn't exist here, with an adult size of only twelve centimeters.

However, despite its small size, the little chubby bird has consumed all the pills that Ye Feng refined. So, although it can only fly, it might not be able to defeat an eagle owl that is dozens of times larger than it in a real fight.

After feeding his owl, Ye Feng went to study his shapeshifting technique, since he still had a system mission to complete. When his roommate returned, he was already fast asleep.

The next morning, Ye Feng, who had gone to bed early, got up early as well. However, this time he didn't go to the roof to absorb the purple energy. Instead, he prepared to find a sunny window, and so…

"Headmaster Dumbledore, wake up! The sun's about to rise!"

Dumbledore:!!!∑(?Д?ノ)ノ

Dumbledore, who was lying peacefully on his bed wearing a pointed nightcap, was startled by the sudden knocking. As he sat up in a daze, Ye Feng had already opened his door, walked to the window as if nothing had happened, opened the window, and took a deep breath.

"Ah~ the morning air is so fresh. Every morning when I open the window and take a deep breath of the fresh air, I feel much more energetic." As Ye Feng said this, the sun on the horizon rose, and a purple glint flashed in Ye Feng's eyes.

"Gulu~"

"Whoo~"

With a long exhale, Ye Feng's face once again broke into a bright smile, while Dumbledore was still sitting blankly on his little bed when he turned around that day.

"Good morning, Headmaster Dumbledore. Would you like me to take your clothes over?"

"Okay, thanks..."

(キ｀?Д??)!!

Just as he was about to say thank you, Dumbledore suddenly came to his senses; he was now fully awake.

"Ye Feng, can you tell me how you got into my room? If I remember correctly, my room door is enchanted. Without my permission or password, even Voldemort couldn't get in."

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Ye Feng tilted his head, looking utterly puzzled, and asked in a naive tone, "Really? I just knocked on the door and it opened by itself, so I came in."

"Headmaster Dumbledore, could it be that you forgot to close the door last night? Think carefully, did you come in last night without checking if the door was closed?"

Upon hearing Ye Feng's words, Dumbledore also became deeply suspicious, because it seemed that he might indeed not have closed the door.

"Wait, I almost fell for this brat's trick! This is a magic door! Magic doors close automatically; no one needs to close them manually!!!"

Seeing that Dumbledore had realized what was happening, Ye Feng quickly took off running, shouting as he ran, "Headmaster Dumbledore, I remember now! Harry asked me to teach him morning exercises yesterday. I can't be late, so I'll leave now. I'll come back to find you tomorrow!"

Before the words were even finished, the person had already vanished without a trace, which almost made Dumbledore laugh in exasperation. However, he quickly realized that this little guy was probably even more of a genius than he had imagined. After all, although the spell he had cast on the door could not really stop Voldemort, even a professor at Hogwarts might not be able to break it silently and instantly.

"This child seems to be more mysterious than I imagined. No wonder he's a little wizard from that country. I hope he can bring me more surprises."

If Dumbledore knew what would happen in the future, he would probably slap his present self twice, because the 'surprise' Ye Feng brought him far exceeded his imagination.

Chapter 25 Professor Snape, you don't want people to know about your exercise routine, do you?

"One, two, three, four; five, six, seven, eight; two, two, three, four; five, six, seven, eight..."

The cheerful rhythm of music rang out from Hogwarts, and under the rising sun, a cute little boy of eleven years old earnestly led a group of people in clumsily doing morning exercises.

Ye Feng wasn't lying to Dumbledore when he said Harry had asked him to teach him morning exercises. Perhaps he was just curious about the 'morning exercises' that made Dumbledore revise the school rules he had set the day before, or perhaps he was woken up by the Weasley twins and Harry. In any case, there were now ten students standing behind Ye Feng doing exercises with him.

At first, Harry and the others thought the set of movements was useless, and even felt a little reluctant to do it because of some inexplicable shame. But after they followed Ye Feng for half of it, they suddenly found that their bodies felt much lighter and had a warm feeling all over their bodies. This made their eyes light up instantly.

Although Ye Feng didn't make any modifications to this set of calisthenics, this world possesses supernatural powers like magic. So, as they followed Ye Feng to do this set of calisthenics, which was enough to activate all the muscles and bones in their bodies, the magical power within them began to flow and nourish their bodies.

Although this nourishment won't turn them into cultivators, it's absolutely certain that over time their bodies will become better, younger, and healthier than other wizards.

He had noticed this as early as the first day when the Weasley twins did morning exercises with him, but this enhancement was practically negligible for Ye Feng at the moment, so he didn't pay any attention to it.

However, Ye Feng didn't care that Dumbledore, who had secretly followed him, was extremely shocked after discovering him. Although the daily increase in intensity from jumping was pitifully weak, it would still accumulate into a considerable improvement over time.

More importantly, Dumbledore also discovered that while Harry and his friends were performing these movements, their magic was also slowly increasing.

"Is this why this little guy is stronger than others? What a mysterious and adorable little fellow. He teaches such precious things without holding anything back."

While marveling at the rhythm Ye Feng was keeping, Dumbledore quietly started swaying to the beat. When he felt the warm current rising in his body, his previously reserved and somewhat awkward posture instantly relaxed, and his movements became much more standard.

However, there's a saying...

You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and people who look at the scenery look at you upstairs.

While Dumbledore was hiding upstairs watching Ye Feng and the others do their exercises and then joining in, Snape was watching him in shock from a slightly higher corridor.

When Snape first saw the highly respected Dumbledore make these moves, he was shocked and incredulous. But in addition to being an excellent wizard, he was also an excellent potions professor, and his perception of magical fluctuations was quite strong.

Therefore, he quickly discovered the fluctuating magical energy emanating from Dumbledore's body, and when he tried to follow Dumbledore's movements, he was stunned, because these movements not only enhanced his physical abilities but also increased the amount of magical energy stored in his body.

"As expected of Headmaster Dumbledore. It's a pity I only learned the tail of that routine. If only I could learn the whole thing..."

With this in mind, Snape returned to the same spot early the next day. Having learned from yesterday's experience, Snape was not as shocked as he was yesterday, which allowed him to focus more on observing other things. Then he discovered that Dumbledore was actually doing the same thing as the others.

"Could it be Ye Feng's morning exercises? No wonder Professor Dumbledore is so tolerant of him. If it were me, perhaps..." Snape's words were left unfinished and never traveled out, but he, like Dumbledore, had also developed a new habit. However, he got up on his own, while Dumbledore got up after enjoying Ye Feng's wake-up service.

However, as the saying goes, "He who walks by the river will eventually get his shoes wet." If he went there too often, he was bound to be caught by the students one day. Moreover, more and more students were coming to do exercises with Ye Feng.

So one day, a student who happened to pass by was shocked to discover that Professor Snape, who was usually stern and whom many students secretly guessed might never smile, was actually secretly doing morning exercises with Ye Feng and the others! Judging from the speed and skill of his movements, he had been doing it for quite some time.

Of course, that's all hindsight. But it was because of that accident that the news of morning exercises spread throughout the school. So, under Dumbledore's leadership, Hogwarts naturally developed a tradition that was different from other magic schools and even other schools: doing morning exercises.

Ye Feng had no idea what would happen next. At this moment, he was looking forward with anticipation toward the open space in the middle of the academy that was used specifically for learning how to fly with broomsticks.

The reason we say "touch" instead of "walk" is because he's become incredibly famous. Plus, the people who did exercises with him this morning went back and spread the word about the benefits of doing exercises with him. So now, not only the pretty young ladies, but even the male students have joined the ranks of those blocking his way.

So that afternoon, when all the first-year wizards stood in neat rows in the middle of the flying broomstick practice field, Ye Feng, looking rather disheveled, finally arrived like the wind. But when Ye Feng saw that each of them had a broom in front of them that was almost devoid of broomstick twigs, his anticipation instantly turned into disappointment.

You have to understand that he went through a lot of trouble to get to this class. He had to use all sorts of tricks and feints to get out of the 'encirclement' and get here.

Although this thing was of poor quality, it was still a flying broom after all, and it was only for practice. They could buy new ones later. So Ye Feng glanced at it, found a spot where no one was standing, and walked over.

To be honest, although he felt it was a bit beneath him to use a broom with half of its broom handles missing for students to practice with, he could barely accept it. But when he saw the flying broom in front of him, with its broom handles covered in patina and the tail branches almost completely fallen off, Ye Feng broke down.

This kind of school is used specifically for newly enrolled young wizards to practice. Ye Feng can accept that the things passed down from generation to generation are a bit worn out, but you should at least keep a 'complete corpse'! But what about the flying broom in front of him? Now, what's in front of him is more like a flying, patina-covered wooden stick than a flying broom!

"While flying brooms are meant for flying, not sweeping, this is just too... outdated (low emotional intelligence: worn out)!"

As soon as Ye Feng said this, everyone looked at him, and when they saw the 'flying broom' in front of Ye Feng, they all burst out laughing at the same time. Even the teacher who taught them the flying broom class couldn't help but turn his head away.

"Ahem, Ye Feng, these are the only usable flying brooms left in our academy. Even though the broom strips on your broom are almost gone, it can still be used normally."

Ye Feng: (￣ー￣)

"Professor Huo Qi, could you look me in the eye and say what you just said again?"

Although he was inwardly complaining, Ye Feng could only swallow it, since he was the last one to arrive.

Chapter 26 Flying on a Broom

To avoid those 'enthusiastic' female students and to get to class here, Ye Feng spent a full half hour circling around after leaving his dormitory. Although he wasn't late in the end, he was the last one to arrive. And as the last one to arrive, he naturally had to choose the flying broom that was left over.

"Alright, everyone stand next to the broom." Seeing that Ye Feng didn't say anything more, Teacher Huo Qi coughed lightly to quiet the students down and walked to the flying broom.

Using the flying broom is actually very simple, because this thing is equivalent to a pre-made flying machine. All the wizard needs to do is use his magic to establish a connection with the broom and then control it to fly. As for control, Ye Feng just took a look and it should be similar to a balance bike, which depends entirely on the individual's talent and practice.

"rise!"

When the teacher taught us how to pick up the flying brooms on the ground, Ye Feng simply said something and the broom flew to his outstretched right hand, which he casually grabbed.

However, looking at the bare 'broom' in his hand, which had been polished and patinated by generations of students, Ye Feng couldn't help but be speechless, because this thing didn't look like a broom at all; it looked more like a stick, and not a very straight one at that.

The people around were quite surprised to see Ye Feng call out the 'stick' so quickly, since it looked almost exactly like a stick to them. Ye Feng's ability to call it out under these circumstances was truly unexpected.

However, the others quickly turned their attention back to the flying broom, since Ye Feng wasn't the only one who could summon a flying broom at once; Harry and Malfoy had also succeeded.

Although the others couldn't get the flying broomsticks to whistle right away, they could manage to do so after whistling it five or six times at most.

Hogwarts is a magic school, and those who can be admitted to it are all wizards. There is no such thing as needing to study or cultivate anything to become a wizard, so it is not difficult to summon a flying broom that has already been made and can be used by almost any wizard.

Of course, it's not difficult, but there are still some minor problems. For example, Ron was too eager when he summoned the flying broom, which caused it to rise too fast and hit him on the head.

This little incident did not affect Mrs. Hooch's class, so after seeing all the students summon their flying brooms and hold them in their hands, she had the students ride on the brooms and take off one by one after hearing her whistle.

Because Ye Feng arrived last, he was usually the last to be served. So Ye Feng wasn't in a hurry at all. He looked at the flying broom in his hand and wondered how those male wizards could sit so steadily on it without feeling uncomfortable.

"How about... adding a seat cushion? It would be best to add a handle as a steering wheel, two foot pedals, and if possible, a railing (guardrail), that would be perfect."

"Beep!"

While he was pondering, a loud whistle rang out, and then Ye Feng heard a commotion coming from the middle of the group. When he looked towards the center, he saw Neville riding on a flying broom and taking off.

w(°o°)w

"I didn't expect Neville to be so amazing. He was able to control the flying broomstick to fly right away."

No sooner had Ye Feng finished speaking than Neville cried out and darted away. It was at this moment that Ye Feng realized Neville must have lost control of his magic, causing his flying broom to go out of control.