Hogwarts's Master of Mind

The beautiful dragon in front of them asked the children questions, its unique-colored dragon eyes pointed directly into their hearts.

"Do I even need to ask? Of course I am happy to. Magic is so cool. It can create food and clothes. This way we don't have to worry about our livelihood." The leading child slammed the table.

"Really? Let me see." Aiden raised his finger and pointed, and the gray mist enveloped them.

The boy named Brian Jenkins was pulled into the writer's dream and began to deduce his future.

When he woke up, Jenkins found that he was suddenly able to use magic. Through this small black wooden stick, he found that he could do almost everything.

The first thing he did after gaining power was to take revenge on the owner of the bakery. They had been severely beaten by the owner for stealing. Seeing the owner trembling under his magic wand, Jenkins was very satisfied.

Then he conjured up large quantities of food and began to satisfy his own and his friends' stomachs, and then he returned to the orphanage with food and money.

As he became more proficient in the use of magic, he found that he seemed to be able to control others, so he gathered a large number of people and resources and began to enter the underground world of Britain.

Orphans born on the streets of England are not good people. Perhaps they are naturally disrespectful of life. Therefore, after Jenkins thrived in the underground world and became the largest gangster in England, he began to reach out to those under the light.

Interests, fighting, conspiracy and betrayal filled his life. Finally, he lay on the big bed in the luxurious manor with white hair and handed the wand to his child.

"Inheritance and selfish desires?" The handsome dragon sat above the clouds, leaning lazily on the chair made of gray fog behind him.

"Is this what ordinary people would do after obtaining magic? Perhaps I need more samples." Aiden opened his eyes.

Above the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness, a pair of huge dragon eyes emerged. The dragon's breath set off a storm in the sea of ​​consciousness. Countless dreams were swept over, and the entire European consciousness cluster was submerged in dreams. The dragon eyes accompanied thousands of ordinary people into their dreams.

"Tsk, I am responsible for the European continent. If it were anyone else, they would have to bring people to beat him up." Oliver on the Atlantic island clicked his tongue.

On this wonderful night, people living on the European continent had a bizarre dream. In the dream, they turned into wizards and possessed the power to change the world at will.

Doctors, chefs, lawyers, firefighters, politicians, waiters...all kinds of people waved their magic wands according to their dreams and began to modify the world in their dreams.

Some people choose to use this power for evil, while more people are slowly beginning to use their power to make the world a better place.

"Interesting. Although there are many people who do evil, after individuals gain the power to break through the constraints of social rules, more of them tend to do good. In other words, this is the simple justice and kindness unique to the working people." Aiden touched his chin.

After having a general understanding of them, Aiden began to wander towards the eastern land along the sea of ​​consciousness.

Dongxia, Longhu Cave Heaven, as the first line of defense of Dongxia stationed in the deep world, the security here is very strict. The wizards on one side were blasted into pieces by their defensive formation before they even got close.

Zhang Chengrui, the old Heavenly Master who had succeeded the position of Heavenly Master for seventy years, picked up a pot of good tea and took a sip.

It’s another peaceful and tranquil day, the old Taoist thought as he raised his head slightly and looked at the artificial sky and sunshine above.

boom--!

A giant object suddenly crashed into the cave from the hazy illusion. In less than a breath, the alarms, defense formations and attack formations of the entire Dragon and Tiger Cave were all raised to the maximum. The old master's blood pressure was also raised to the maximum.

"Aiden Prewett—!"

The old Taoist's roar echoed throughout the Dragon and Tiger Cave Heaven. The enormous magical power constructed seven bright stars in the sky. The arrangement from head to tail seemed to form a spoon. Then these stars smashed down towards the dragon head that stretched into the cave Heaven with unstoppable power.

Boom boom boom...——!

Seven explosions were heard, and then everything returned to calm. The old Taoist priest sat back in the meeting room, with a dragon rubbing its head next to him.

"I just accidentally destroyed your garden. Do you think you'd use the Slate of Silence against me?"

Seeing the naughty kid who had demolished the small flower bed he had built with great effort and was still complaining beside him, veins popped up on the old Taoist's forehead.

"Hmph." The old Taoist priest reached out his left hand to the right and picked up the teacup. His right hand hidden under his robe was trembling slightly.

He had just used all his strength to activate the Silence Slate, but he didn't expect that this thick-skinned guy couldn't even penetrate his own power of cooperation with the agreement... This made his thoughts fly away for a moment.

"Okay, stop playing tricks. What on earth do you want to do here?" asked the old Taoist priest.

"Of course I'll consult the old senior. If I plan to release Avalon's supply and transform wizards on a large scale, will you... follow us?" The dragon in front of him showed an innocent and somewhat playful smile.

"You are planning to launch a national wizard plan!" The old Taoist's eyes bulged, shocked by Aiden's crazy idea.

"Yes, Dongxia is a veteran who has fought against the Deep Realm. He should know that the hazy illusion cannot last too long." Aiden drank the tea and played with the teacup in his hand.

"But there is still some time left," the old Taoist muttered.

"You can't just think that you can delay it for another day. As for the sudden disaster, just trust in the wisdom of future generations." Aiden used a little provocation.

"Alas, you just like to torment old people. You tormented my master back then, and now you torment me again." The old Taoist priest sighed.

"Who told you to always like to hold on to things? Isn't it better to pass the burden to the young people?" Long's mouth corners raised slightly, and his eyes flashed with a smart light.

"Hehe, it's too early for those young brats." The old Taoist priest snorted coldly, glanced at his disciples who were practicing martial arts, and with a faint light flashing in his hand, he gave each of them a blow on the head.

"Okay, stop provoking me. If Europe launches the plan, Dongxia will follow suit." The old Taoist took out a document and handed it to Aiden.

Aiden flipped it open and saw six large characters on it: "National Cultivation Plan."

"Okay." Aiden closed the file and put it back on the table, then stood up and prepared to leave.

"Hey, wait, you don't care about the United States, India, Africa and South America?" The old Taoist priest reached out and grabbed Aiden.

Ha, Egypt in Africa has long been ours. The three of us have reached an agreement. With the character of the Americans, how could they not follow? And then India is sandwiched between the two of us. How dare they not follow? In the end, five of the six of us went up against the remaining one. Isn't he afraid of being isolated?" While Aiden was speaking, he arranged for the other Silent Slate holders.

"Tsk tsk, monster, the things below are really unlucky to meet you." The old Taoist priest exclaimed in amazement.