Hogwarts: I have the Kamui Sharingan

Zhang Xun blended into the crowd and disappeared when he came to a dark corner. Everyone who was already exhausted did not notice Zhang Xun's departure. Only Draco, who had been watching Zhang Xun, was secretly angry. I’ve experienced a lot of interesting things, but why don’t you always take me with you? !

Obviously, it was obvious that whether it was a friend or a roommate, I wanted to come here...but today, the Potter boy...

Zhang Xun, who didn't know that Draco was full of resentment, had already arrived at the door of the principal's office and climbed up the spiral staircase. The gargoyle at the door glanced sideways at Zhang Xun and asked expressionlessly: "The password?"

Well, Professor Dumbledore didn't tell him the password. Zhang Xun thought hard for a while, remembered the sweets the professor gave him that day, and tentatively replied: "Colorful chocolate?"

The gargoyle-mouthed beast glanced at Zhang Xun again, jumped and moved its buttocks, and opened the door to the principal's office.Zhang Xun opened the door, but did not see Professor Dumbledore.

On the other hand, the various portraits hanging in the principal's office were all secretly looking at Zhang Xun, who was not here for the first time, and began to whisper, and the old voice buzzed in the office.

"Hey Slytherin boy, what family are you from?"

Zhang Xun looked at a portrait of the principal hanging on the wall. Among them, an old man with white hair and a hooked nose asked Zhang Xun the first question in a arrogant tone. The noisy voice in the principal's room stopped. The principal's portraits all pretended not to care and listened.

Looking at his attire, Zhang Xun knew that this arrogant portrait was most likely Phineas Nigellus Black, known as the most unpopular headmaster in the history of Hogwarts.

"Mr. Black, I don't come from any family in the UK. I come from the East, the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain."

Zhang Xun did not have any mood swings because of this rude old man. He understood that these portraits were just a memory, so he would not get angry with them.

"Oh, I was dazzled and didn't realize that you were an Oriental boy."

Phineas Nigellus Black snorted, making no secret of his arrogance and contempt, "Hogwarts is really going back in Albus's hands. It actually accepts a man from the East." Boy, what else is Longhu Mountain? What the hell is that? Boy, do you have dragons and tigers at home?"

"Shut up Phineas! You don't understand the great family of Longhushan Tianshi Dao at all. Most of the 28 so-called holy families you called had to kneel on the ground and pray before they escaped from the east!"

Armando Dippet, Professor Dumbledore's former headmaster, yelled at the annoying old man Phineas Black for his ignorant remarks.

"Thank you sir for the introduction, but I am not of the Celestial Master Dao bloodline. I am just an adopted stepson. Of course, I am not proud of my bloodline, but my bloodline will be honored because of me!"

Zhang Xun said politely and confidently, which made the principal portraits in the room look at him sideways. It is not easy for a little wizard to say such words at such a young age.

"It turns out he's a bastard who doesn't even know his bloodline! Then why did he join Slytherin? Damn mud..."

"That's enough! Black, such titles are not allowed in Hogwarts! Maybe I should consider moving you out of the principal's office first."

Professor Dumbledore's voice came from a door that suddenly opened in the bookshelf, and his tired and old figure came into the eyes of everyone in the principal's office.

"Professor Dumbledore (Albus)."

Zhang Xun and the other portraits greeted Professor Dumbledore, while Phineas Black snorted and disappeared from the portrait, perhaps hiding in the Black residence.

"Xun, please don't worry. Phineas is an ignorant pure-blood, but that doesn't mean Hogwarts shuts out young wizards of mixed blood and Muggle origin. In fact, I know too many pure-blooded wizards. The most beautiful wizards are not from pure-blood families."

The professor's kind smile makes people always feel good about him. He waved over two comfortable chairs and asked Zhang Xunkuai to sit down: "Xun, please sit down. I think we can come while we talk." A sweet drink, what do you want to drink, honey lemon or chocolate milk?”

"Chocolate milk, thank you, Professor."

Zhang Xun nodded lightly and smiled nonchalantly at the professor: "Professor Dumbledore, I agree with your opinion, but I am a little curious as to why young wizards from pure-blood families are better at starting out than those from mixed-blood and Muggle families. The born little wizard is quick.”

"Is it because of the environment? Or is the magic magnetic field really related to blood?"

"Oh, Xun, you are such a thoughtful little wizard. I'm really surprised that I see the qualities of the four academies in you."

Professor Dumbledore did not answer directly but chuckled, making Zhang Xunbai happy who had expected to successfully complete a task.

[Challengers of bloodline theory]

The host was not content to only control the weak hemp wizard, he also challenged the secret of pure blood!He vowed to find out why pureblood wizards started faster.

[award]

The host gains perfect limb control

Zhang Xun, who has been struggling in the Hokage for many years, understands the importance of being able to perfectly control his limbs, and since he has been unable to obtain rewards for tasks, Zhang Xun is also itching in his heart.

Ignoring Professor Dumbledore's change of subject, he asked again: "Professor, what do you think is the cause of this phenomenon?"

Professor Dumbledore smiled and looked at Zhang Xun who broke the casserole and asked the truth. He could only tell Zhang Xun his understanding: "Okay, okay, what a stubborn kid."

"Actually, I was confused about the differences between pure blood, mixed blood, and hemp. After many years of coaching, I discovered a very important factor causing this phenomenon, and that is belief."

"Faith?" Zhang Xun never expected this to be the reason. "Why is it faith, professor?"

"Because young wizards who come from wizarding families are more loyal to their belief in magic. Xun, magic is something that you need to believe in. Do you still remember your first spells class?"

Professor Dumbledore guided Zhang Xun towards the truth. After thinking for a while, Zhang Xun's eyes lit up. He made a rare gaffe and said: "I understand, the effect of magic requires belief that you can do it! Professor Flitwick said that let We imagined that we could levitate objects through magic spells.”

"So, this is why pure-blooded little wizards start faster!"

[The [Challenger of Bloodline Theory] mission has been completed and the reward has been sent]

Zhang Xun looked at Professor Dumbledore in surprise, and the professor obviously didn't want to delay on other topics, so he had to interrupt: "Your wisdom is not inferior to that of the wizards from Ravenclaw, okay kid?" , I think we can talk about this at another time, I want to hear the details of your battle with the troll now and why you appeared again where the magic stone is hidden."

After hearing this, Zhang Xun remembered the magic stone that had been lying in his Kamui space for a long time. He opened the Kamui Sharingan again, and a stone slowly appeared on the principal's desk.

Professor Dumbledore felt the huge dark spiritual power coming from Zhang Xun, and he was amazed no matter how many times he saw it. Perhaps this was the reason why the Sorting Hat was confused.

At that time in the secret room, Zhang Xun collected the Sorcerer's Stone out of thin air, and now he conjured it up out of thin air. Professor Dumbledore has already made a basic judgment on the ability of Zhang Xun's eyes.Zhang Xun's unreserved attitude towards the secret of his abilities also made Professor Dumbledore more trustworthy.

Zhang Xun took a sip of the warm chocolate-colored milk. The rich chocolate flavor along with the taste of milk filled his taste buds to his throat.

The fragrant smell made Zhang Xun couldn't help but squint his eyes. He sheepishly said to the smiling professor, "Nice chocolate milk."