I, the leader of the esoteric sect, am doing great things in the infinite world!

The knowledge and secrets I possess are the most profound and essential arts in the world. I can help you understand these inaccessible secrets and dissect this incomprehensible knowledge. With me, you will become the greatest wizard in the world!

Li Lin perked up and wrote in his diary: "Really?"

【certainly! 】

Voldemort's remnant soul left a brief sentence in his diary, making a grand display of his conviction that no wizard could resist the allure of forbidden knowledge.

Li Lin's writing is as swift and powerful as wind and thunder.

"Detailed solutions for controlled nuclear fusion technology."

"Please write out the equations for the Grand Unified Theory."

"A detailed account of how the universe originated."

"Please prove Goldbach's Conjecture."

"What is the essence of prime numbers? Please describe the distribution pattern of prime numbers using an equation."

"Is evolution correct? Please elaborate on the origin and main developmental process of life."

Can entropy be reversed? If so, please explain in detail how to reverse it.

What is the next stage of life's evolution? How will it be achieved?

"Is it possible to exceed the speed of light? If so, please describe in detail the methods for exceeding the speed of light."

What is dark energy? What is dark matter? What is the ultimate fate of the universe?

"Briefly describe how humanity left the solar system and explored extraterrestrial space."

Why is our universe three-dimensional? Are there ways to break through to four dimensions or fall back to two dimensions, and how can this be achieved?

"How can we peacefully and efficiently narrow the gap between the rich and poor in human society in the shortest possible time, and how can we solve the problem of aging?"

"What are the most basic building blocks of matter? How can we manipulate these microscopic elements using macroscopic methods?"

Is our world deterministic? How do we understand the uncertainty principle and wave function collapse theory in quantum mechanics?

Stop...stop...there's too much! Too much!

Voldemort's diary trembled, the ink gathering and dispersing, but it was powerless against Li Lin's swift penmanship and could only be manipulated by him.

A few minutes later, Li Lin stopped writing, signaling to Voldemort that he could begin answering.

The diary remained silent, and then the remnant soul of Voldemort within it realized something: Did the person holding the diary already know his identity?

Tom Riddle in his student days was simply unable to answer these questions!

【Who are you? 】

Li Lin laughed out loud and solemnly wrote a sentence in his notebook.

“Albus Dumbledore. I’m coming in, Voldemort.”

Is it okay to say "105, starting with a royal flush"?

Prices in the wizarding world began to skyrocket, but even more serious was the return of Voldemort's power.

One Dark Lord is bad enough, but now two generations of Dark Lords are performing on the same stage. The wizards in the audience are so excited they're almost fainting.

No matter how difficult the situation was, September 1st finally arrived, and Hogwarts would welcome a new year of new students.

"I thought we would come in that new car."

"That's really cool."

Outside Platform 9¾ at King's Cross Station in London, two red-haired boys were talking back and forth.

“Don’t even think about it.” Their mother lectured, pointing to the boy on the right. “Fred, I know you’ve been eyeing your dad’s new car, but don’t even think about it.”

“Mom, you’ve mistaken me for someone else. I’m George.” The boy on the right shrugged.

“Okay, you too.” Molly Weasley patted his head.

The Weasley twins, Fred and George, are in their second year this year, and their younger brother, Ron Weasley, will receive his Hogwarts acceptance letter next year.

Their father, Arthur Weasley, also accompanied them. The Weasley family always came in such a large group, their signature red hair quite eye-catching.

"Dad, Mom, I'm off now." Percy Weasley said goodbye to his parents first and crossed the enchanted Platform Nine and Three-Quarters.

“Oh, Percy is always so boring,” Fred and George said in unison, exchanging a glance.

“Fred, George, you are not allowed to talk about your brother like that,” Mrs. Molly said emphatically. “I think your father should have a word with you… Arthur, Arthur?!”

“Ah, oh. Yes, you’re right,” Arthur Weasley replied casually, his eyes not on his children, but on the people dressed in black not far away.

Those people were dressed in pure black robes with a band of gold thread embroidered on the cuffs. These Ministry of Magic-issued uniforms were enchanted with a Confusion Charm, so when they appeared before Muggles, they looked as if they were wearing fitted suits.

As an employee of the Ministry of Magic, Arthur knew that those were strikers to guard against attacks by Death Eaters.

This group of strikers were almost all former prisoners in Azkaban, who were able to redeem themselves through a pardon granted by the previous Minister of Magic.

Seemingly noticing Arthur Weasley's gaze, one of the men in black walked straight towards them.

“Mr. Arthur Weasley?” He stopped a certain distance from the Weasleys and asked cautiously.

"Um, it's me. What's up?"

After receiving an affirmative answer, the striker's tone changed: "Then, please go to the Ministry of Magic immediately to attend an emergency meeting."

Arthur was completely confused. He was a marginal figure in the Ministry of Magic. What urgent meeting could possibly require his attendance?

He looked the striker up and down, completely baffled.

“Mr. Weasley, don’t look at me.” The batter shook his head. “I’m just responsible for giving the notification; you’ll have to handle the specifics yourself.”

“Anyway, I have to go to the Ministry of Magic now…” Arthur said to his family with a troubled expression. “I guess it’s about the Mystic—”

“Don’t say these things in front of the children, go on your way,” Mrs. Molly said, then patted the twins on the shoulder with a smile. “Time to get in the car, children.”

“Okay, Mom,” the boy on the right said earnestly. “Actually, you’ve mistaken me for someone else. I am Fred.”

“That’s right, I’m George.” The boy on the left smiled, and the two quickly crossed Platform Nine and Three-Quarters.

"Qiuqiu, don't play with bad kids." Mrs. Zhang squatted down in front of Qiu Zhang and stroked her cheek. "You must study hard, remember to eat on time, don't stay up late, and don't fall in love too early."

“I think it’s too early to talk about these things now…” Mr. Zhang said quietly from the side, then Mrs. Zhang looked up and glared at him fiercely.

Arthur Weasley and Mr. Zhang, who were not far away, exchanged a glance and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

……

As the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor and the vice-headmaster of Hogwarts, Li Lin naturally didn't need to go to Platform Nine and Three-Quarters to greet the new students.

The professors at Hogwarts had been returning to the school some time ago, and most of them were very curious about the new vice-principal.

Aside from a certain well-known, unnamed Potions professor, there's the Slytherin Headmaster who never washes his hair all year round.

His coveted position as a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was snatched away, so naturally he wasn't in a good mood.

Professor McGonagall introduced Li Lin to the professors: "This is Mr. Aatrox, the owner of Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley, a member of the Hogwarts Board of Trustees, and the new Vice-Headmaster, who will temporarily serve as the Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Li Lin was positioned to the left of Philius Flitwick, the Ravenclaw Headmaster, Charms Professor, and Duel Master.

Slytherin Headmaster and Potions Professor Severus Snape is on his right.

After Li Lin sat down, the potion master, who was shrouded in a black robe, coldly cast a glance at him from the side.

Li Lin, who was chatting and laughing with the short Professor Flitwick, was startled and turned around as if someone had poked his butt. He saw Snape slowly turning his head.

“Oh, please don’t be angry, Mr. Aatrox.” The good-natured Professor Flitwick leaned closer to Li Lin and said, he seemed to have a particular fondness for Li Lin. “Severus has wanted to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for a long time, but he hasn’t succeeded every year.”

“Of course I’m not angry.” Li Lin nodded politely to Professor Flitwick, then turned around and moved the chair he was sitting on closer to Snape.

The Potions Master's icy face grew even colder. He slowly pulled his cloak tighter around himself, glanced down with his glasses, and watched Li Lin's movements with disdain before speaking slowly and deliberately.

"...This is not something a professor should do."

Li Lin sneered.

You think you can just run away after offending Master Li?

Before Snape could spit out any more venom, Li Lin spoke up: "There's a Death Eater in our school, but I won't say who it is."

Snape's gaze sharpened as he looked directly into Li Lin's eyes: "I don't understand what you mean, but from what I've observed so far, your behavior doesn't seem like that of a professor."

Li Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, looked Snape up and down, and decided to give this guy a hard time.

After a moment's thought, Li Lin lowered his voice and said, "You know what? Before you said those Mudbloods, Lily liked you."

Snape froze.

106. Lack of martial ethics

Snape loved only one person in his entire life: Lily Evans, who later became Lily Potter.

The guilt he has felt for the past twenty years is not only tormented by the phantom of Lily, but more importantly, by his own self-destruction.

In some ways, he is very similar to Grindelwald, both confining themselves to self-imposed cages.

Silence fell over the Great Hall. Snape turned his head stiffly, his sallow skin as pale as paper, his eyes like reflective inorganic matter, with red-rimmed eyes.

“Oh…no,” the diminutive Professor Flitwick exclaimed in a low voice.