Earth Immortal Righteous Path

Chapter 232 Wizard Supremacy
Diagon Alley is a mysterious place to ordinary people, but in the wizarding world, it is well known.

It is the largest physical commercial street in the magic world, handling a large number of Galleons and selling a large number of goods every day.

With a child, Lin Zhengyang easily covered a distance of hundreds of miles.

With the method of shrinking the ground, the distance of thousands of feet is only a few steps.

Walking to Diagon Alley is as relaxing as walking to the back garden.

It's not that people's legs have become longer, but that the space itself has been distorted. This is the application of the space field, and it is also a kind of space magic.

The East and the West have different concepts, but the spells are the same.

"We need to go buy a wand first."

He appeared on the side of the road with Zhang Ming, surrounded by a typical scene of London at the end of the 20th century, full of cars and people, and no one noticed the two figures "squeezed out" suddenly on the side of the street.

Lin Zhengyang followed the location of the Broken Ax Bar in his "memory", held his apprentice's hand, and strode forward.

One big and one small, all wearing tailored suits and large sun hats to block the faces of Orientals... After all, British Muggles also have skin color discrimination these days, although British wizards still respect Eastern mystics.

Clearly living in the same sky, no, under the dark clouds of industry, wizards and Muggles seem to have never interacted with each other, suddenly they are people from two worlds.

"Wand, what's that?"

Zhang Ming is a typical kid from the mountains. At the moment when the current situation is unstable, Lin Zhengyang protects him so well that he has never left the provincial capital until he was 13 years old.

In his conception, practicing spells means long-term visualization, sitting in meditation and reciting mantras, chanting mantras when performing spells, combined with the usual visualization skills, urging the cultivated true energy to achieve various effects...

The visualization and meditation on weekdays are all for the purpose of purifying the mind and maintaining the success rate of casting spells.

Practicing internal strength is the foundation of longevity, and ascending to the platform of immortality is also the greatest reliance for casting spells.

As for the spell hand formula, it is nothing more than increasing the power of the spell, and it is okay to not have it.

In addition, there are some more complicated rituals, which cooperate with the time, position, year, month, zodiac, etc., as well as special sacrificial dances (Yu steps) to perform powerful spells.

It can be said that for Eastern-style spells, regardless of the power or success rate of the spells, the effort is all normal.

As for magic tools and the like, mahogany sword, compass, gossip mirror, seal...

Neither is necessary.

As long as the internal practice is deep, no matter what kind of spells are at hand, such as his master Lin Zhengyang.

That's why Zhang Ming asked this question.

"The wizards here are different from us. Well, they need magic items, that is, magic tools, to sort out the magic power that is difficult to subdue. They call it magic power here, and our division is more detailed, called spirit, energy and spirit."

"Without that magic weapon called a magic wand, it is difficult to master their violent magic power by themselves, and it will take more time. This is a test of talent."

"By the way, they also distinguish between those who have the ability to use spells and those who cannot. The former are called wizards, and the latter are called Muggles or squibs."

"Their standard of identification is magic riots. Ha, who knows how much energy and spirit will be lost in vain in a riot, and it may even lose life!"

Lin Zhengyang is quite disapproving of the wizards here in England.

There are less than 2 wizards in the entire UK.

Zhang Ming was also shocked. This kind of irresponsible behavior was beyond his imagination.

"Dao Zun is above, forcibly stimulating the spirit, isn't it consuming one's own vitality? Don't they know how to maintain it? Why don't they have internal strength?"

Lin Zhengyang smiled and touched his head.

"This is the difference between cultural beliefs. They have no oriental philosophy, no speculative theory of the unity of opposites and contradictions between yin and yang, and no theory of cultivation to become immortals... Without such a soil, it is inevitable that they will not be able to develop the way to become immortals and attain the Tao." fruit."

Zhang Ming seemed to understand the words, but he still nodded lightly, and firmly remembered what the master said, and kept it in his heart.

"You will gradually understand later."

Even though he had only known each other for only two days, Lin Zhengyang felt that he had really taken care of the child for six years.

Such a well-behaved and sensible child is really rare.

London, Westminster, Charles Cross Road.

Two small and broken doors are placed here swaggeringly. This is one of the entrances to the magic world.

People who came and went turned a blind eye to it.

It's as if they don't notice it at all.

Even though in his memory, and before his arrival, he had watched many times in the main god's space, Lin Zhengyang still couldn't understand this kind of brain-dead practice.

One of the entrances to the magic world is actually placed at a crossroad where people come and go.

There are Confusion Curse and Muggle Repelling Curse added here, as well as some more out-of-the-ordinary spells, which will make Muggles who see it subconsciously ignore it, and only those who have awakened their magic power can see it.

It doesn't seem to be a big problem, after all, it is protected by magic!
But, the problem is, a few decades from now, surveillance cameras will be everywhere, and intersections will be a must here.

There will be satellites in the sky to take pictures at any time.

However, the defense measures of the Broken Ax have not kept pace with the times, and still maintain the same set as it was hundreds of years ago.

Unfortunately, what can be concealed from human eyes cannot be concealed from electronic eyes...

In just 30 years after the end of the plot, all the entrances and exits of the magic world have been included in the archives of the British MI[-], and the existence of the magic world was broken in an "accident"... After that, the ending is not very good.

Entering the Broken Ax Bar, the feeling is that it is dirty, messy, poor, and...a bunch of people in strange clothes, or, terminally ill?
Lin Zhengyang saw in the corner, an old witch with a wrinkled face, carrying an unknown raw animal liver, and swallowed it whole, with some mucus on it...

Ignoring the seats full of dirt here and there, noticing the malevolent gazes around, and even some crazy thoughts mixed with malice and murderous intent...

Sure enough, this era is the era when Death Eaters were formed, and there are dregs who don't know how to advance or retreat!
Lin Zhengyang sneered twice, shielding the frightened little apprentice behind him, Wei Wei showed a corner of his majestic power that does not belong to the world.

What a great existence that is, infinitely bright, resplendent, burns the eyes, the sacred brilliance that cannot be seen directly...

Creaking, creaking, bumping, the old tables and chairs were overwhelmed and fell to the ground.

With Lin Zhengyang as the center, it circled around for a week. The more malicious the person, the greater the damage.

In mild cases, they had nosebleeds, and in severe cases, they fell into a coma. There was also an old smoker leaning to the side, wearing a snuff bottle. Black blood flowed from his nose, mouth, eyes and eyes on the spot.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard a voice coming from the front.

"Please wait, please wait."

A well-mannered young man, surrounded by a group of peers, came to him.

Childishness, ambition, inferiority complex concealed under the aristocratic style...

Lin Zhengyang judged so.

He stopped in his tracks, intending to see his intentions.

"May I ask, this powerful wizard, what is your opinion on wizard supremacy?"

This person is the young Tom Riddle, the president of the student body.

Good-looking, very charismatic, and very eloquent.

"It seems that he has noticed my strength, is he planning to recruit me?"

Lin Zhengyang recalled his predecessors' exploration of the world of Harry Potter, and came to this fairly reliable conclusion.

In this day and age, the Death Eaters are taking shape.

Relying on his personal charm, excellent eloquence, common interests, and the increasingly prominent contradiction between the wizarding world and Muggle society, Tom proposed "Wizard Supremacy", and advocated the supremacy of wizards, over Muggle supremacy, and called on people to come out. Wizarding world, to rule Muggles.

At least at this time, their main members are a group of reformers, most of whom are young wizards, aware of the growing threat of Muggle society and the conservative backwardness of the magical world, and attempt to ideally change society.

Their ideas are very marketable, and they are popular with many young and energetic wizards.

Death Eaters, not called Death Eaters at first, actually represent reformists, and are not a group of black wizards, otherwise they would have been banned in their infancy.

At first it was wizard supremacy, it transitioned to pure blood supremacy, and finally it was Death Eaters...

Dumbledore is a conservative and the ultimate winner. The two sides are not so much a battle between black wizards and white wizards, but rather a struggle between reformers and conservatives.

During this process, the ideas promoted by Tom Riddle are changing over time!
When Tom saw the wizard lying on the ground, he knew that the one in front of him was indeed a rare and powerful wizard. If he could win him over to his side, it would be enough to bridge the gap in force between them and the conservatives.

Therefore, he used his conversation skills more vigorously, analyzed the current situation, advocated the supremacy of wizards, ruled Muggles, and proposed the inherent superiority of wizards.

Lin Zhengyang listened, those touching words and bright prospects, but there was no expression on his face.

These, in the past, have been repeated by countless Toms to his senior descendant...

Waiting patiently until Tom's eloquent words came to an end, Lin Zhengyang threw out a sentence lightly:

"With all due respect, the British wizarding world's definition of Muggles is quite one-sided."

He talked eloquently, not caring that the complexions of most people present began to change.

"The definition of so-called Muggles and wizards cannot be distinguished in such a rough way just because of the so-called magic power rampage."

"Many people have the potential to cast spells, but they just can't release it and hide it. Maybe it will last until the last moment of their life. However, you can't just because they didn't draw out the power of their own existence due to some external inducements. Arbitrarily believing that it doesn't exist."

"Perhaps, we can use some methods to induce this kind of power and make them awaken the potential of casting spells."

"For example, potions, certain magic rituals, special magic props, or some man-made environments..."

"enough!"

Tom had to interrupt him aloud.

He was furious.

At this time, he had few setbacks and was not as sophisticated as he was later, so he clearly showed his anger.

He could hardly bear to pull out his wand, but suddenly saw the wizard lying dead on the ground next to him.

Weighing the gap between them, he felt that he would have to pay a big price for the conflict on his side, and finally suppressed his anger. Tom raised a hand behind him and shook it, signaling not to conflict.

"So you are a foreign wizard..."

He gasped.

This is actually a good step.

We can forgive foreigners who don't understand the rules.

When something happens to a foreigner, it is called a diplomatic incident.

In short, foreigners are trickier.

When he noticed this, he suppressed his anger a little bit.

"Perhaps you are right, but after so many years in the magic world, no one has achieved anything. Maybe you can do it..."

Staring at Lin Zhengyang and Lin Zhengyang for a few seconds, he walked away from the side, taking his followers with him.

"I will……"

Only Tom heard the words.

After comforting the little apprentice, Lin Zhengyang passed behind the Broken Ax Bar and entered Diagon Alley.

　All ideas are false, only benefits are real.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)