Hogwarts's Master of Mind

On the way back, in order to ensure that no accidents happened on the road, Aiden led the three of them back to the Scottish Highlands by Apparating.

Outside the hanging bridge of Hogwarts, Aiden felt like he was home.

"Aiden!"* 4

Four giants came up and surrounded Aiden.

"Stop, come one by one!" Aiden decisively asked them to line up.

"What kind of magic did you use in the Goblin Hill?" Salazar was the most anxious, and he also asked on behalf of the other three people what they were thinking.

"My original magic consists of two parts. One involves the transformation of the essence of matter, and the other is an ordinary growth spell," Aiden explained.

"A growth spell that makes crops grow!??" Ms. Helga exclaimed.

"The essence?" Ms. Rowena pondered.

Due to the generation gap in the magic used by the two, it was actually difficult for ancient wizards to achieve such fine control... unless, these were four geniuses.

Godric figured it out and immediately cast a Transfiguration spell on the chair in front of him.

Under his spell, the chair turned into a ball of fire.

"From matter to energy, and then back to matter!" Ms. Rowena also reacted.

She waved her wand at the flames, and they transformed back into chairs.

Helga and Salazar standing by also understood the principle of this magic.

Suddenly, the four research maniacs realized that they could learn magic from each other directly by asking for it.

"Aiden, I'm sorry, we can make an oath to ensure that this magic will not be leaked." Ms. Rowena said.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, the threshold to learn this magic is extremely high. I hope more people can know it." Aiden clasped his hands together.

"Well, the news of your return has spread, and the people from the parliament should be on the way." Godric came over and pulled Aiden.

Aiden was taken all the way by Godric to his office, and sure enough, the people from the parliament were already waiting in his office.

"Mr. Aiden, it's been a long time since we last met. I am the messenger of the Parliament, Alfarak Bock."

Alfarak Bock had completely forgotten about the two of them and stood up and greeted them in a familiar manner.

"Hello." Aiden said in a businesslike manner, while Godric covered his mouth to stifle laughter.

"Since you have retrieved the treasure, please come with us to our headquarters. The real name ceremony is almost ready," Alfarak Bock invited.

"Okay, I'll go find the people I want to take with me." Aiden nodded.

"Please!" Alfarak bowed slightly.

Aiden took out his staff, the tip of the staff glowed white, and a dragon-shaped guardian flew out.

"I didn't expect your patronus to be so unique. It reminds me of the Dumbledore family." Alfarak came up to chat.

"They do have different research on the bloodlines of magical creatures." Aiden dealt with Alfarak casually.

After a while, Salazar came in with Elise, Sean and Elvis.

"Mr. Aiden, isn't this too many people? If I remember correctly, you should only have three places."

Alfarak frowned, especially when he saw a guy he disliked - Elvis Prewett.

"That's right. I'm just there to maintain stability during the ceremony, and the ones who engraved their real names are my three disciples," Aiden explained.

"What!" *3

"No, teacher, we can't occupy your place like this." Elvis jumped out and said.

Elise and Sean beside them also nodded.

"It's not an infringement. My real name cannot be engraved anywhere." Aiden showed a mysterious smile.

Looking at the dragon horns on Aiden's head, the trio immediately thought of Mr. Visionary and fell silent.

"It's up to you to decide. It's your spot after all."

There was a hint of sourness in Alfarak's tone, and he curled his lips in disdain.

In the sky, several carriages pulled by the Night Thestrals descended.

Several people boarded the carriage and were taken all the way to the Wizard Council.

In the parliament, there were already many wizards waiting in the venue, and they all seemed to be wizards who came to participate in the ceremony.

An old wizard with white hair walked up and read out some things to the crowd.

Aiden took the opportunity to quietly ask Salazar, "Why didn't the other three participate in this ceremony?"

"Because they don't care about inheritance, they are freer than me. Aiden, I guess you are such a person too." Salazar sighed.

But Aiden, who knew his own business, lowered his head in embarrassment.

The old wizard on the stage finished his reading, and the other people participating in the ceremony walked into the alchemical matrix one after another.

"Thank you, sir." The three bowed to Aiden.

Aiden stepped forward and handed Avalon's control center to the old wizard, who nodded and let the trio in.

Aiden retreated to the side of the alchemical matrix, and a middle-aged man in a platinum robe suddenly appeared behind him.

"Quite grand, isn't it?" the man said to Aiden.

"Who are you?" Aiden raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, let me introduce myself. We are wizards from the spiritual faction and the president of the Spiritual Alchemy Association. You can just call me president." The president stretched out his hand.

An extremely familiar smell of bastard came to his face, and for a moment several faces flashed before Aiden's eyes.

"Is shamelessness a prerequisite for exploring the soul?" Aiden murmured.

"What you said actually makes sense." The president analyzed it seriously.

"So, why did you go to so much trouble to organize a real name ceremony?" Aiden also realized at this moment that things were not simple.

"Alas, in fact, the Deep Realm has begun to move again, and we need more forces to help us suppress the Deep Realm.

These wizard families have a huge influence in the world. With their help, we can better stabilize the deep world.

In fact, this ceremony was also agreed upon by everyone, and we are not the only one holding it in England at the moment."

The president calmly told the shocking secret.

"Although borrowing their power allows them to get closer to the King of the Deep Realm, they can also reap the benefits, right?" The president blinked at Aiden.

"Oh, like being more easily swept up by prophecy?" Aiden sneered.

“But it is also easier to pass on, and easier to acquire power and wealth. Everything has two sides, there will be good and bad.” The president said calmly.

Suddenly, the ground around him began to turn golden, and Aiden immediately pointed his staff at the first golden spot.

The golden peacock jumped out and said, "Haha, you rubbish wizards didn't expect that."

He was then warmly welcomed by Aiden, and a thick purple lightning engulfed the golden peacock.

But the gold flowed under Alfarak, and the spikes rushed towards him, cutting off his hand that was holding the Avalon Core.

The golden peacock was burned to charcoal, but the next moment, his shadow emerged from the gold again.

The golden peacock stuffed the control center into his mouth and swallowed it, then quickly fled.