Hogwarts Summoning Guide

"Brother Linzi... if you hadn't wanted to find Brother Chenghua's contact information, would you have even thought of coming to see me?" Zhao Yu said with a hint of resentment on the hospital bed. "And why didn't you just ask Sister Nishuang for her number, even though I didn't know it either..." The battle the day before yesterday had injured Zhao Yu. Although the wounds had healed under Youxi's white magic healing, he still needed to rest in the hospital for a few days due to some muscle and bone contusions and a concussion.

"Uh... how could that be! I'm the only son in my family, and you're my own brother!" Bai Lin said with a forced smile.

"Brother Linzi, you've changed. You used to be a slacker like me, but now that you've been studying abroad for two years and your magical skills have improved, you don't want to play with me anymore!" Zhao Yu said seriously.

"Uh... I used to be a terrible student? No way! I was just hiding my true strength..." Bai Lin said without batting an eye, "Besides, even without magic, you can still be very strong. Look at Qiqi, she's just an ordinary person, but she's stronger than many mages!"

When Qiqi was mentioned, Zhao Yu suddenly blushed and stammered, "Um... Brother Linzi, what kind of teammate is Miss Qiqi?"

Compared to Zhao Yu, Bai Lin was a seasoned player in the dating scene. As soon as he saw Zhao Yu's expression, he understood immediately that this guy had taken a liking to Qi Qi. He was so moved by Qi Qi's protection that day that he was about to repay her with his body.

Bai Lin shrugged and said, "It may sound hurtful, but... your current strength is still too weak. I'm afraid you can't get involved in the battle we're facing. Work hard. The power of mages will eventually decline like the Sun family. Ordinary people's technology will soon completely surpass everything that magic can do. Good luck!"

Zhao Yu nodded thoughtfully. Although he felt that it was a bit Versailles for a mage like Bai Lin to say such things, since Qi Qi was also an ordinary person, he felt that he had a chance, and working hard to improve his strength was more important than anything else.

After leaving the hospital where Zhao Yu was recuperating, Bai Lin found a public phone booth on the street and made a call to Huang Chenghua. Huang Chenghua readily handed the phone to Yan Nishuang, who happened to be standing next to him.

"I want to know where those four dead children are buried? I don't think you cremated them, did you?" Bai Lin asked bluntly. The phone booth owner next to him was sweating profusely as he gave him change. When he returned to China, Bai Lin had exchanged a stack of Oriental currency, all in hundred-yuan denominations. A phone call cost two cents, and this was making him so stingy with change…

"You haven't gone back yet? Do you think there are still doubts?" Yan Nishuang asked calmly.

"Take us to the place where people are buried, and I'll explain," Bai Lin said.

"Okay, wait for me at the foot of Sunjia Mountain, I'm coming over." Yan Nishuang's words were concise and to the point.

After hanging up the phone, Bai Lin suddenly felt much better. Yan Nishuang didn't ask too many questions and chose to unconditionally trust him, which made him feel very comfortable.

An old man standing nearby pulled out a handful of loose change, looking helpless. Bai Lin smiled, took out a fifty-yuan note, waved his hand to indicate that the change was unnecessary, and left gracefully.

Finding a secluded spot, Bai Lin activated his Phantom Shift ability and teleported to the foot of the mountain where the Sun family was located. The illusion barrier there had been opened again, and Bai Lin couldn't find the way up the mountain for a while.

About ten minutes later, Bai Lin had already dozed off against a large rock by the roadside when a golden talisman suddenly appeared near him. Then, a burst of light appeared, and Yan Nishuang's figure emerged from the talisman.

When Yan Nishuang saw that Bai Lin was alone, she was slightly taken aback, but quickly regained her composure. When Bai Lin looked at her face, although she looked a little haggard and tired, she was still incredibly beautiful.

"You must be very busy these days," Bai Lin quickly stood up and greeted Yan Nishuang.

Yan Nishuang nodded slightly, sighed, and said, "Elder Zong fought for the country for decades, but I never expected him to sacrifice himself in his old age. And then there's Xiao Wu and Ahai... the two team members who sacrificed themselves that night... They were both so young, and they had their own families... Alas..."

As she spoke, Yan Nishuang's expression darkened further, and there seemed to be endless self-reproach between her brows.

Bai Lin stepped forward, unsure how to comfort her. If it were You Qian, he would have simply hugged her, but with Yan Ni Shuang, the relationship was still awkward and delicate.

"Then we should bring the real culprit to justice! We must not let them, and the innocent victims, die without knowing why!" Bai Lin took a few steps closer and said firmly.

Yan Nishuang's eyes sharpened instantly, seemingly spurred on by Bai Lin's words. She nodded vigorously at Bai Lin and said, "What's your theory? Tell me!"

Bai Lin looked at the scenery on the mountain and said, "If it weren't for those two incidents the day before yesterday, with so many deaths in the Sun family massacre, the Enforcement Department would definitely have investigated it thoroughly, right?"

"Of course, every murder case must be solved! Let alone a case involving more than a hundred people, even if there are only one or two deaths, the Enforcement Department will investigate to the end!" Yan Nishuang said seriously.

"That's settled then. Assuming the murderer is someone else, based on his understanding of the Enforcement Department, he only has two options. The first is to use magic to escape the country. The sky's the limit, and the Enforcement Department can't enforce the law across borders, can it?" Bai Lin asked.

"Unfortunately, not yet. We might be able to negotiate with some of the smaller neighboring countries and send people to arrest them, but if they flee to Europe or the Americas, we will face very serious diplomatic obstacles," Yan Nishuang said.

"But the murderer won't flee abroad because he's still a child. He might be very powerful using demonic magic or evil arts, but he couldn't possibly have taught himself both ordinary knowledge and life skills at the same time. If he did, he wouldn't be a genius, but a chosen one!" Bai Lin said. "He probably doesn't speak English, doesn't even know basic life skills, and doesn't have the ability to live independently abroad. So he only has another path!"

"What road?" Yan Nishuang frowned slightly. She had to admit that Bai Lin made a lot of sense. A child who was probably not even ten years old and had not yet reached the age to enter a magic school could not possibly have learned seven years of magic courses on his own. The education of ordinary people in the Southwest Province was not very developed either. In the 1990s, many places did not have English teachers.

"A clever escape!" Bai Lin said, "First, we put forward a scapegoat, create a big incident, and make the executive department think that the scapegoat is the murderer, then there will be no way to prove it."

"You mean... the diary and all that stuff are fake?" Yan Nishuang asked curiously. The Magic Forensics Department had confirmed that they had found other handwriting samples of the boy named Sun Xueli in the place where he had lived, and compared them with the diary. They had confirmed that the diary was written over the past two years and should be genuine.

"The diary is probably real, and the murderer is very likely Sun Xueli," Bai Lin said.

"But he's already dead! We've already investigated and examined everyone in the Sun family. Apart from the victims on the day of the massacre, there were indeed only five children who survived. We also checked the records of all the victims from the orphanage and the yacht. The four children on the magic circle at the orphanage were the four Sun family children besides Sun Xueli. Now, only Sun Xueli's own body is missing. And wasn't he blown to pieces by the Thunderbird?" Yan Nishuang was getting more and more confused by Bai Lin's words.

Bai Lin waved his hand and said, "What I mean is, the one who died on the cruise ship without any evidence wasn't Sun Xueli, but rather one of the four corpses found at the orphanage!"

"I don't quite understand what you mean!" Yan Nishuang asked in surprise.

"A faked death." Bai Lin uttered two incomprehensible words: "Take me to the cemetery. Where did you bury those four children's bodies?"

"I hope you are confident enough... I still don't want to disturb the peace of the deceased..." Yan Nishuang said hesitantly.

"Give me some confidence. We'll observe from a distance; we won't disturb the deceased's peace. It just might take up a little of Sister Ni Shuang's time," Bai Lin said.

Yan Nishuang nodded upon hearing this, but her mood became somewhat downcast as she said, "The department wants me to rest for a few days... so I'll go with you!"

Yan Nishuang stepped forward and grabbed Bai Lin's wrist. With a stroke of her jade pen, she activated the teleportation talisman.

When Bai Lin opened his eyes again, he found himself on Cangshan Mountain, directly west of Yunhu Lake. There was a small cemetery in the forest halfway up the opposite mountain. Many new graves had been erected, but no tombstones had been put up yet.

"This is the ancestral cemetery of the Sun family. Although the children of the Sun family committed the massacre of the clan, they are all dead. The department has no better solution for their burial, so they can only be buried here. If there is a spirit after death, let them judge right and wrong themselves," Yan Nishuang explained.

Bai Lin nodded. The cemetery on the mountainside remained quiet. A gentle breeze rustled the grass and trees in the forest. The two of them looked towards the Sun family cemetery from another small hill nearly a kilometer away. Everything was so peaceful and serene.

"Are we just going to stand here and watch quietly? Wait for them to come to us?" Yan Nishuang asked.

"I'm afraid so. If there's no movement for three days, then I guessed wrong. But we should at least wait and see for three days. I'd like to take this opportunity to know something about my past. Tell me about it," Bai Lin said to Yan Nishuang.

Looking at that familiar face, Yan Nishuang felt a mix of emotions. She had imagined countless scenarios for their reunion, even wondering if Bai Lin, after experiencing the glitz and glamour of Europe, had become like many other young people who idolize foreign things, losing all sense of national pride and no longer looking up to his old friends. She also wondered if he had changed his mind and grown tired of her, which was why he hadn't contacted her for two years...

But when they met again, she discovered that although Bai Lin's magical power was completely different from before, and he even possessed advanced abilities such as casting spells without a staff, as well as magical summoning spells, making him incredibly strong, his heart seemed to have remained unchanged; he had simply lost his memory.

Yan Nishuang didn't question whether Bai Lin was making up a story. Through their interactions over the past few days, and the information she had gathered from other sources, she learned that Bai Lin's experiences in Europe were legendary. Many major events were connected to him. Although his father had written to summon him back to China because his mother was seriously ill, Bai Lin cured her overnight after returning. Then, he rushed back with his team to help her solve the case. She really didn't know how to explain the plausibility of these events, so she decided to just believe his story.

"You want to know about your past?" Yan Nishuang glanced at the Sun family cemetery in the distance. "Actually, you should ask Zhao Yu. His perspective is more objective... If I were to tell you, I'm afraid you'd find it hard to accept..."

"He didn't go to Wenyuan Pavilion with us to study, so how would he know many things? And I also want to know about our past..." Bai Lin stared into Yan Nishuang's eyes and said.

"I see..." Yan Nishuang seemed lost in memories as well. She said, "I'm not a good storyteller, but if you really want me to tell you something... I hope it can be of some help... I also hope you can tell me about your experiences in Europe. We seem to have plenty of time..."

Bai Lin listened quietly as Yan Nishuang reminisced and described, and slowly he seemed to recall some things about this body's past. Strangely enough, Bai Lin had wondered why, after transmigrating from his original world, he ended up in the wizarding world in the body of someone with the same name and almost identical appearance as him. But as Yan Nishuang recounted her story and some fragments of his own memories resurfaced, Bai Lin confirmed that both of them were himself, just from different parallel universes.

"You didn't show any special magical talent when you were little, but you were quite smart and gave Uncle Bai and Aunt Li a lot of peace of mind..." Yan Nishuang said.

"Haha, which boy makes his parents worry-free? I bet my parents miss the days when I was little and could be with them every day..." Bai Lin smiled upon hearing this.

"That's true, but you're different from other mischievous little boys. You're very organized and can see further than others. You often do things that seem illogical, but they're all in preparation for something that might happen in the future... Although it feels strange for a little boy who's only a few years old... When I was little, I felt like you could predict some things about the future..." Yan Nishuang said leisurely.

"Ha, maybe I had a third eye when I was little! (A kind of prophetic talent in the Trelawney family)" Bai Lin laughed. "But you were still young then, weren't you?"

"Yes, I can't remember exactly how old I was, but I do know that I used to admire you when I was little!" Yan Nishuang said playfully, which made Bai Lin's heart flutter.

"When we were ten years old, the admissions officers from Wenyuan Pavilion came to us one after another. I was your senior for six years!" Yan Nishuang continued.

Then, Yan Nishuang began to recount the six years they spent together at Wenyuan Pavilion. It was a long story, enough for them to talk about for days and nights if they were to go on and on. However, at the beginning, Bai Lin had a general understanding of what kind of person he was before.

He was meticulous and intelligent, but his talent for magic was very poor. Other children could learn a spell after a few tries, but he had to spend two or even three times as much time practicing and still couldn't master it well.

"No wonder..." Bai Lin thought of how when he woke up at King's Cross Station, his magic power was only a dozen points, which was only slightly better than that of a Muggle.