Hogwarts Summoning Guide

Bai Lin didn't remember how he got back to the hotel where his team was from the gathering place, but he was grateful for the magic that had cleansed him of the perfume smell.

Looking at Youxi who rushed over and hugged his waist, Bai Lin felt a little guilty for "cheating," as well as a thrilling feeling of being tickled by a kitten.

Leaning back on the hotel lounge chair, Youxi curled up against his chest like a kitten, her favorite position, while Bai Lin opened the newspaper and started reading.

This is a Chinese newspaper from five days ago, called the "Daily Report of the Imperial Observatory (ancient astronomical department)." It should be the Eastern version of a daily report of prophets, though the layout is slightly different and the articles are quite varied. Lulu marked the headline on one of the front pages with a red pen.

Because there is so little known information, the latter half of the article is a popular science explanation of witchcraft. This kind of evil curse has never been considered respectable in history. In the Eastern world of magic, it has always been regarded as a heretical and evil practice and was strictly prohibited in many dynasties. It is collectively referred to as "witchcraft" along with other harmful and selfish curses. In feudal society, it was a crime that could cost you your head if caught.

The art of cursing was lost more than two hundred years ago and has never been seen again. The Eastern magic community has almost forgotten about it. Only in some unfounded folk legends is it said that the art of cursing spread to Southeast Asia and became a winning weapon for Southeast Asian pirates. However, during the war, the Southeast Asian pirates also disappeared, and this evil art never appeared again.

However, the scene of this bizarre case bore a striking resemblance to the legendary curses, with people dying horribly. Keep in mind, this was a family of sorcerers, capable of self-defense; if it truly was a curse, its power would far surpass that of European black magic.

Bai Lin's hometown is in the Southwest Province. Although it's not Gu'er City, it's not far away. He suspects that his parents' request for him to return is related to this bizarre case.

Bai Lin was quite interested in this evil curse, not for any other reason than that he really wanted to understand the principle behind Havada Kedavra. Only by understanding the principle could he take effective precautions. Otherwise, he didn't want to meet Voldemort in advance. Even though he already had hundreds of points of magic power, if Voldemort used a Killing Curse, he would most likely still die instantly.

Bai Lin also consulted many Western classics, but he had no clue whatsoever. It seemed to be a weapon created by demons from hell. Black wizards could materialize their killing intent and launch it through their wands. As long as the killing intent was strong enough, the level of magic power seemed to be irrelevant.

From this perspective, the Havada Kedavra curse and other spells are essentially two different kinds of spells. To put it bluntly, magic only establishes a connection between oneself and the target; killing still relies on the materialized killing intent.

This killing intent itself does not cause physical harm to the target, so many victims die without any marks (such as old Tom Riddle and his family). The lightning bolt scar on Harry's forehead was likely caused by the exchange between Voldemort's magic that connected him to Harry and Harry's mother Lily's magic that protected her child. Lily's magic unintentionally interrupted Voldemort's magic that connected him to the target, causing the Killing Curse to rebound and kill Voldemort himself.

This case of interrupting the magical connection of the Killing Curse is unique. It may be purely coincidental, or it may be due to Harry's incredible luck and divine protection. Whatever the reason, Bai Lin cannot replicate that effect.

This curse has shown Bai Lin another way. Perhaps by figuring out this equally idealistic killing curse, he can uncover the secret of the Hawada curse.

Driven by curiosity about the art of cursing, Bai Lin embraced You Qian and drifted off to sleep.

Happy birthday, darling!

Early in the morning, as soon as Bai Lin opened his eyes, You Qian's sweet kiss came to him. Holding You Qian's soft lips, Bai Lin happily tasted this earliest blessing.

Traveling from Europe to the East is forbidden by certain higher-level reasons; even the teleportation spells of house-elves are not allowed. To use the Floo Network, one must "transfer" to Istanbul or Moscow, and the approval process is very complicated, generally requiring an application a month in advance.

In comparison, Muggle transportation—airplanes—is more convenient. Yesterday during the day, the Ross family helped resolve the visa issues for Yuxi, Zhuobi, and Qiqi, while Bai Lin himself, holding an Eastern passport, naturally had no problem.

As it turns out, there's no absolute correlation between being afraid of heights and whether or not you'll die from a fall. Zhuo Bi, a master of spatial magic, was incredibly nervous the moment he boarded the plane. He couldn't even articulate what he was afraid of; he was just extremely uneasy.

"I'd rather take it one step at a time..." Zhuo Bi muttered.

Qiqi had flown before, and she was still very curious, watching intently from the window. However, the fact that Bai Lin had hidden her greatsword in the Summoning Encyclopedia's habitat made her somewhat uneasy.

The two girls looked quite beautiful in their Muggle sportswear. Even Kiki caught Bai Lin's eye a couple of times. She spent most of her time practicing combat skills, and her long-term training had given her a very well-proportioned and healthy figure, along with a long, slender... If it weren't for the fact that the other leg was a prosthetic, she would definitely be a stunning beauty.

During the security check, Qiqi almost couldn't board the plane because they thought her prosthetic leg contained a lot of metal. Although the problem was eventually resolved, it made her fall silent, probably because she felt very bad.

"I'll help you find a way... There must be a way to restore it... Magic can not only destroy, it can also create!" Bai Lin gently patted Qi Qi's shoulder.

Qiqi turned to look at Bai Lin, her eyes seeming to hold something more.

With Bai Lin's current financial resources, he could have booked a business class room directly. Even so, for a wizard like Zhuo Bi, those eleven-plus hours were still quite difficult to endure.

With the help of the flight attendant, Yuxi learned how to use the in-flight TV, a novelty in those days. She found a 1970s romance film and watched it with great enthusiasm, while Qiqi stared blankly at the clouds outside.

After a long day, due to the time difference, the plane finally landed slowly in the early hours of the 24th, on my long-lost homeland.

The passengers disembarked the plane amidst a noisy commotion. Bai Lin had just stepped off the boarding cart when he saw several cars parked beside the plane, and a few men in plainclothes were already waiting for him. But it was immediately obvious that...

These people are probably from some official organization.

A rather dashing young man strode over, his face grave. He rushed straight to Bai Lin, who was momentarily stunned. Bai Lin hadn't inherited many memories from the body's former consciousness; when he first transmigrated, he had relied on the identification information in his wallet to figure out his identity. Luckily, he still had photos of his parents; otherwise, it would have been incredibly embarrassing if he hadn't even recognized them upon returning.

"WTF, did I do something wrong back in China? Now I'm back and walking right into their trap!" Bai Lin thought to himself. His memories of going to England were practically blank; he only had a vague idea that he was approached by Fudge after graduating from Wenyuange.

The man approached menacingly, and Bai Lin was already prepared. He knew how to deal with the situation if a fight broke out, how to take down the man immediately, and then teleport away with his teammates.

Unexpectedly, the young man slapped Bai Lin's arm hard and said, "Brother Lin! You're finally back!" His expression changed from serious to surprised.

Even after getting into the young man's car, Bai Lin still didn't know his name. He must be a relative from his hometown. The young man was overly enthusiastic and even sent someone to help them with their luggage, which made Bai Lin feel a little awkward... after all, he had come back empty-handed.

"Brother Linzi, you left the country without a word last time, which made everyone very sad. You haven't written home for the past two years. I won't say anything about you, but there are people waiting for you..." The young man drove the car, his tone quite resentful.

Sitting in the back seat, Bai Lin chimed in intermittently, finally understanding that his family back home already knew he had just submitted his visa application in the UK, and that his cousin, Zhao Yu, had volunteered to pick him up.

Zhao Yu wasn't a mage, but after graduating from university, she joined the coordination department of the Spell Management Committee, making her practically a member of the mage community. The airport was several hundred kilometers from Bai Lin's hometown; without Zhao Yu's help, Bai Lin would likely have had a hard time finding his way home.

Sitting in the passenger seat was a man in his thirties named Huang Chenghua. He turned out to be an Eastern wizard working in the Enforcement Department of the Magic Management Committee. After Bai Lin and Zhao Yu finished talking, Huang Chenghua began to explain the laws and regulations of the domestic wizard society to Bai Lin in a very businesslike manner, treating Bai Lin like an ABC (American-born Chinese). Fortunately for Bai Lin, otherwise he really wouldn't have known how to live as a wizard in the country.

"Since you're a registered wizard with the British Ministry of Magic and work for both the British Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts, we can't treat you like a wizard from China. Basically, there are three rules: no wands, no flying brooms, and no Apparition." Huang Chenghua said in a Sichuan accent, "Other rules are similar to those in Britain. You wouldn't use dark magic in public, would you?"

Huang Chenghua seemed to be joking, but Bai Lin couldn't laugh. You Qian, who was standing next to him, glanced at him with a smile in her eyes. She had prepared a translation potion in advance. Although it wasn't as fluent as her native language, it was no problem for daily communication.

"Brother Linzi, bear with it. Many people are not used to it when they first return to China, but let's give the wand to Brother Huang to avoid any misunderstandings," Zhao Yu said while driving.

Bai Lin understood immediately. Wands were considered as controlled weapons or firearms in China, and were subject to strict regulations. He had previously learned that the birth rate of mages in China was very low, but once they mastered the skill, they were all quite powerful. In order to maintain the stability of the Muggle world, it was natural to regulate them more strictly.

Bai Lin could already cast spells without a wand, so he readily handed over his wand. Youxi was a little reluctant, but there was nothing she could do. Fortunately, she felt very safe as long as she was by Bai Lin's side.

Zhao Yu glanced at You Qian out of the corner of her eye many times, until she saw Bai Lin holding her waist and comforting her as she handed over the wand. Only then did she realize that her cousin had gone to Europe for more than a year and actually brought back a cute girl, who seemed to be French.

"Um... Brother Linzi, you haven't introduced her yet... This is... your sister-in-law?" Zhao Yu stammered.

"Oh! Sorry, this is Yuxi, we met in Paris," Bai Lin introduced her generously.

"Um, hello... I'm Kairi's girlfriend, nice to meet you... Um, could you just call me by my name...?" Yuxi said, her face slightly flushed.

"That's right... Youxi is only eighteen years old, younger than you! Calling her 'sister-in-law' is too old-fashioned!" Bai Lin said.

"Ah, so young!" Zhao Yu exclaimed in surprise. He was just an ordinary person and didn't know that graduating from magic school at eighteen was equivalent to graduating from university in Muggle. However, it was not uncommon for girls to get married at eighteen, so Zhao Yu was relieved.

"Um... Brother Linzi, although my sister-in-law... ah no, I mean Youqian is here too, it's a bit awkward... but it seems that my aunt and uncle asked you to come back this time so that you and Sister Nishuang could get married!" Zhao Yu said in a very strange tone.

"WTF! What did you say??" Bai Lin was completely petrified. He had no idea he had a fiancée back in China! It's good to have some luck with women lately, but what's going on? He ran into his ex, Catherine; he confirmed his relationship with Youxi; he was cornered by Qiu Zhang; he was forcibly kissed by Lulu; and now this fiancée has appeared! This isn't luck with women, this is a curse of bad luck!

"Huh? Darling? You came back to China for this?" Youxi's eyes immediately welled up with tears, feeling like she was about to be abandoned by Bai Lin.

"Uh, don't rush to cry, I just found out about this myself! Zhao Yu, explain yourself clearly!" Bai Lin called out to Zhao Yu while stroking You Qian's hair to comfort her. Huang Chenghua, sitting in the passenger seat, immediately entered gossip mode. This kind of gossip is not easy to come by, especially since the other female protagonist in the story is his boss.

"It's like this, sister-in-law, oh no, Youxi, it's like this," Zhao Yu explained for Bai Lin, thinking he was having trouble explaining, thus giving Bai Lin a glimpse into the whole story: "My aunt and uncle are ordinary people (in the East, the term 'Muggle' isn't used derogatoryly to refer to people who can't use magic). They've always run a small business in their hometown, but when Brother Lin was young, his magical talent manifested, and he was accepted into the Wenyuan Pavilion in the capital. It's a great honor and a source of pride for his family!"

Zhao Yu paused for a moment and said, "In those years, only two children from our hometown entered Wenyuan Pavilion. One was Brother Linzi, and the other was Sister Nishuang. She was a year older than Brother Linzi. We grew up together and could be considered childhood sweethearts. Sister Nishuang's father and uncle got engaged, which was considered a beautiful story at the time. Who knew that Brother Linzi would go to Europe after graduation?"

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