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

"Before spells and wands matured, the ancient wizards possessed immense power, yet it was difficult to control. For them, the reality of the world was constantly changing, and they struggled to determine which one they truly needed. It wasn't until Merlin Ambrose emerged that he identified a reality, solidified it, and established it as a vast foundation of magic. Spells and wands were the keys to unlocking it."

"The starry sky you see is an illusion, just like the ceiling of the Great Hall at Hogwarts. Wands and spells have become your senses, but are they necessarily the only things they convey?"

Li Lin placed the wand aside: "The deeper you go, the further you get from the reality of the world."

He pointed his finger directly at the doorway: "The clouds and mist are everywhere."

A red light of disarming spell was released from Li Lin's finger, tearing the classroom door off and sending it flying into the corridor.

“Amazing…” Marietta murmured to herself, unaware that Qiu Zhang’s eyes were growing brighter and brighter beside her.

She raised her arm as if to ask a question.

Li Lin gestured for her to speak directly.

“Professor,” Qiu Zhang smoothed his hair and organized his thoughts, “I had some self-study experience during the holidays. All spells must be released in conjunction with syllables and the way the wand is swung. But, but… you didn’t pronounce the correct incantation for that spell, and you were casting it without a wand. Is this because you touched upon the reality of the world?”

"Sharp observation skills, meticulous thinking—the Chinese are truly brilliant!" Li Lin gave a thumbs-up as if he had hyperthyroidism. "Because of Miss Zhang Qiu, Ravenclaw gets another ten points!"

This made the Slytherin students who were in the same class feel as if they were taking Potions class.

As is well known, Snape would often show favoritism to his own students during Potions class.

"Just now, Zhang Qiu asked me if I had touched on the reality of the world. My answer was correct, fair, conclusive, true, dialectical, and incisive."

Li Lin smiled and nodded. "The true essence of the world is knowledge."

"The ancient wizards were powerful because of their bloodline and knowledge, with the former being the embodiment of the latter."

Li Lin raised his hand, and the magic chalk wrote the equation one plus one equals two on the blackboard.

"The spell is a simplification of this knowledge."

On the blackboard, the chalk automatically drew two apples.

"This knowledge is called the Secret Transmission. It means the truth that is kept secret."

“You may wonder why I don’t teach you powerful spells to counter dark magic. That’s because spells are useless in the face of the reality of the world.”

Li Lin extended his finger, and a powerful spell emerged from his fingertip. However, the nature of the spell was constantly changing, oscillating between the two extremes of brilliance and taboo.

"The line between black magic and white magic is so blurred."

Li Lin said in a low voice, "Next, I will teach you the first secret technique, which is the prototype of the Disarming Spell."

[Second-Tier Secret Technique: Weapon of Extinction]

[Level: broken chapter]

[Nature: Winter]

A weapon can only be destroyed by another weapon, or covered by snow. Everything has an end.

【"Expelliarmus"】

Li Lin generously distributed this secret manual directly to everyone present.

Almost simultaneously, all the young wizards present found themselves with a vague idea in their minds: they had gained an incredible, mysterious understanding of the art of ending weapons and fighting.

Cho Zhang shook her head as if waking from a dream, and instead of raising her wand, she extended her finger.

“Avoid your weapons,” she said softly.

A bright red light emanated from her fingers, striking the innocent Slytherin student beside her at an angle, sending his wand spinning into the air.

"Well done, Miss Cho Chang, Ravenclaw gets another ten points." Li Lin was now genuinely surprised by Cho Chang's talent.

Even if the secret teachings are shared, not everyone can fully understand and master them, and use them fluently from the very beginning.

Even judging from the feedback on the dark green desktop, most wizards only had a vague impression of it... Of course, even so, they will be more powerful than others when they cast the Disarming Charm in the future.

Indeed, when they were at Mansu, Qiu Zhang immediately used [Mottled Mimicry] to unleash the Invisibility Technique.

Li Lin curiously stroked his chin, completely ignoring the growing tension on the table.

So, does that mean Qiu Zhang is more suited to the system of esoteric Buddhism than anyone else?

114 Laughing, we've started online classes!

Li Lin was in a good mood after discovering such a talented and beautiful person.

It is well known that he is prone to having a relapse when he is in a good mood.

With a light cough, Li Lin brought the many students who were engrossed in learning the secret techniques back to reality. He said in a deep voice, "It seems that many of you have some understanding of this, but you haven't been able to fully master it. Of course, this doesn't mean you're all fools; it just means that you have different talents."

Li Lin sighed softly and stepped down from the podium.

Except for Qiu Zhang, all the students in the audience looked ashamed.

The main problem was that someone had actually cast an invisible spell next to them, making them seem truly useless in comparison.

The house atmosphere of Ravenclaw and Slytherin meant they were destined to be unable to leave the competitive environment.

It can only be said that their internal competition is consistently good, while Hufflepuff as a whole seems to be giving up and lying low.

As for Gryffindor, Li Lin can only say that those who know, know; they have long been supplying society with passionate young people and spirited lads.

Perhaps to save face, some of the students present simultaneously picked up their water cups, intending to drink water to cover up their embarrassment.

"Don't drink water!"

Li Lin suddenly shouted and grabbed the water cup of the Slytherin student next door, pouring half a cup of sparkling water onto the ground.

The half-cup of sparkling water was bubbling and hissing on the ground, and the Slytherin student, who had been unjustly attacked, stared at the scene in disbelief.

"What's wrong, Professor?"

This commotion drew everyone's attention, and the atmosphere in the classroom suddenly became quiet.

Those who also picked up their water glasses were caught in a dilemma: whether to drink or not.

Faced with the students' puzzled questions, Li Lin let out a forced sigh, his eyes lowered: "Children, I'm sorry... I remembered something unpleasant..."

This left the Slytherin student, who had been splashed with sparkling water, speechless. He could only ask sheepishly, "Professor, what is it?"

Li Lin pointed to the pool of liquid on the ground that had stopped bubbling: "Back in Tsarist Russia, I had a close friend named Kosichev. When I left Russia, he brought me grape soda, fried chicken, and watermelon as a parting gift."

Seeing all the students listening to the story with rapt attention, Li Lin sighed inwardly.

If Nian were here, he would definitely know when to pick up on the joke. Even Talulah and Junjun would react, which shows that the students of Hogwarts are really quite dull-witted.

Li Lin's eyes glazed over for a moment, then he continued rambling, "After we drank a full cup... he never woke up again."

After speaking, Li Lin lowered his gaze, revealing a touch of sorrow at just the right moment.

"Is it because the sparkling water is poisonous?" the Slytherin student asked instinctively after his drink was spilled.

Their question wasn't unfounded; Severus Snape, the headmaster of Slytherin, had a history of poisoning students during Potions exams and then making them concoct their own antidotes.

Li Lin shook his head sadly: "No, it's because he was immediately beheaded by the heroic Red Army."

"...?"

The students, encountering Mr. Li's logical trap for the first time, were completely bewildered.

“So why didn’t you save him then, Professor?” Marietta from Ravenclaw raised her hand to ask.

"Why save him?" Master Li sneered. "I'm a glorious Red Army soldier. I could have him shot ten times over, representing the people."

Just then, the bell rang, and Li Lin, who had been hastily brushing the matter off, didn't bother to assign homework.

Openly discussing secret techniques and releasing invisible magic will inevitably have a huge impact. Although it may not be apparent for the time being, it's hard to say what will happen when they dream about it in the middle of the night.

Who knows if they'll be so scared by nightmares at night that they leak urine?

Despite his tough exterior, Mr. Li couldn't stand by and watch these little rascals fall into fear in the middle of the night. He kindly reminded them that if they had nightmares, they should go to the infirmary for a sedative.

"By the way, Zhang Qiu, you can come to my office on the seventh floor if you have time."

Li Lin, who was in a cool and aloof mood, uttered a single sentence and then turned and left, his eyes narrowed.

The phrase "aloof" is used three times in this sentence, which shows just how aloof he is.

When Li Lin reached the fifth floor, he suddenly remembered that he still needed to ask Grindelwald what kind of magic he was good at, so he once again pulled out his wand and forced the innocent steps straight to the eighth floor.

Before he could even step onto the escalator, the griffin statue began to rotate automatically, and Professor McGonagall's tall, thin figure emerged from behind the statue, her face full of anger.

When she saw Li Lin, Professor McGonagall's expression softened slightly. She adjusted her glasses and said, "Mr. Aatrox, you've come at the right time. I'm afraid you're the only one who can persuade Albus now."

"I'm happy now, tell me more." Li Lin pretended to be upright and incorruptible, but actually leaned in to listen quietly.

Professor McGonagall sighed.

"The school can't afford to pay anymore."

That's why she rushed here to find Dumbledore.

Hogwarts has no savings. Although there are some Galleons in Gringotts, those are the private savings of the professors and headmasters over the years.

Maintaining a massive magic castle, its daily upkeep, and providing excellent teaching materials for the students... the expenses are simply too enormous to calculate in detail.

In the past, two-thirds of this money came from the Ministry of Magic, and the other third came from donations from the Board of Governors.

This is why Lucius Malfoy, as chairman of the board of trustees, could act so arrogantly—he donated so much money, yet he didn't give them any hidden privileges. Did he think I was Snape?

The problem is that Gringotts has run away, the Ministry of Magic is paralyzed, and the entire Board of Governors is overwhelmed with its own problems...