Having grown up under an exam-oriented education system, Chu Yang was good at breaking complex problems down into easily digestible pieces and then teaching them to his classmates.
Compared to the college entrance exams of his previous life, Hogwarts exams were so easy they didn't even measure up to an elementary school final.
When it came to test-taking, even Albus Dumbledore wasn't as professional as Chu Yang.
If circumstances allowed, Chu Yang even wanted to create his own set of "Five Years of Mock Exams, Three Years of College Entrance Exams" just to let young wizards experience the suffering he once endured.
Precisely because Chu Yang frequently tutored his classmates, the overall academic performance of this year's new students at Hogwarts was noticeably higher than in previous years.
Students performing well naturally made teachers happy, and as a result, Chu Yang's image in the eyes of the faculty grew better and better.
Most students and teachers liked Chu Yang—but paradoxically, that was exactly what made Dumbledore start to worry.
The more outstanding Chu Yang became, the more Dumbledore saw shadows of Lord Voldemort in him. What reassured him, however, was Chu Yang's outright disdain for bloodline supremacy.
Over the past two months, Dumbledore occasionally chatted with Chu Yang in his spare time.
The boy's occasional startling remarks often gave Dumbledore moments of inspiration, making him forget his own age.
More often than not, Dumbledore could hear from Chu Yang's everyday words a deep disgust toward the stagnation and rigidity of the wizarding world—especially regarding "bloodlines" and "family."
There had once been such a discussion in the Headmaster's Office.
Chu Yang asked, "Do you believe the first wizard in the world was great?"
Dumbledore answered without hesitation, "Of course."
Chu Yang then asked, "Then do you think that wizard was pure-blood, or Muggle-born?"
If he was the first wizard, then there must have been no wizards before him. Dumbledore instinctively prepared to answer—then fell silent before the words left his mouth.
Chu Yang said calmly, "All the glory of pure-blood families originates from Muggles. This conclusion can even be extended to the entire wizarding community. The magical world was originally an extension of the non-magical world—like a thick branch growing from a great tree."
"If you completely sever the two, even the thickest branch will wither. From this, it's clear that once separated from the non-magical world, the magical world becomes nothing more than a tree without roots."
"In fact, compared to the creativity displayed by the non-magical world, the magical world has already begun to decline. You should have noticed this."
Dumbledore removed his glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose tiredly. The origin of wizards was an extremely sensitive topic throughout the magical world.
Because it was an undeniable truth.
As for the prosperity of the non-magical world, Dumbledore naturally saw it as well—especially those marvelous creations that required no magic to function, often forcing the century-old wizard to marvel at the wisdom of Muggles.
Chu Yang didn't stop there, adding with thinly veiled mockery, "The term 'pure-blood wizard' reeks of decay—like medieval nobility, nothing more than the residue of history."
"In twentieth-century Britain, no one treats nobles as symbols of power anymore. Even the Queen is little more than a figurehead."
"Today's Muggle may, through exceptional talent, become the seed of tomorrow's pure-blood family. And today's pure-blood family may, through mediocrity, gradually become part of the Muggle population."
"To sum it up with an old Eastern proverb: Are kings and nobles born with their status?"
Dumbledore tapped the desk and smiled helplessly. "I've studied many languages, but mostly only to the extent of reading books. Ancient proverbs like that…"
"Please forgive my rudeness," Chu Yang said with a slight bow and a smile, then translated the meaning of the proverb.
After hearing it, Dumbledore looked deeply moved.
"In this era, if wizards still can't put aside factional prejudice and boldly innovate toward the future, they will eventually be drowned by the tide of history."
At that point, Dumbledore ended the discussion, and Chu Yang took his leave from the Headmaster's Office.
From then on, Dumbledore's worries about Chu Yang becoming the next Dark Lord completely vanished.
But new concerns soon took their place.
Chu Yang wouldn't become a Dark Lord—but his words revealed deep dissatisfaction with the magical world. What he might do once he fully matured was something Dumbledore could not predict.
"Innovation… reform… the future…"
Dumbledore murmured these words repeatedly, eventually sinking into silence.
On Halloween morning, with no classes scheduled, Chu Yang woke up extremely early and became the first student to enter the library.
Such a sight was rare enough that even the librarian, Irma Pince, couldn't help staring at him in surprise.
"Mr. Chu Yang, today is Halloween. Don't you plan to spend it with your classmates?" she asked.
In all her years as librarian, Madam Pince had never seen a student come to study in the library on Halloween.
"I plan to read for a bit in the morning and go out at noon," Chu Yang replied politely. "Thank you for your concern, Madam Pince."
"They all say you're a genius," Madam Pince said indignantly, "but perhaps I'm the only one who sees how diligent you truly are. You're the most hardworking student I've ever seen!"
"Thank you," Chu Yang said shyly with a smile. Then he took out a magically sealed permit bearing Dumbledore's signature. "This is the authorization from Headmaster Dumbledore. I hope to read some books from the Restricted Section."
"That really is Headmaster Dumbledore's signature!" Madam Pince exclaimed, casting him a surprised glance.
Chu Yang knew very well that if he read too many books related to Dark Magic—or works deemed especially dangerous—Dumbledore, who was surely observing from the shadows, would decisively revoke this hard-earned privilege.
To be safe, Chu Yang planned to read spells that were inaccessible at his current level but not overly dangerous.
For example, Apparition or the Extension Charm—highly practical spells.
These were also spells the Chu Yangs in other worlds desperately needed.
In combat, spells had limited usefulness. The enemies Chu Yang faced in other worlds often possessed monstrous physical abilities, while spellcasting had noticeable wind-up time—easily becoming a fatal opening.
In terms of raw lethality, among the three Unforgivable Curses, only the Killing Curse truly counted as an offensive spell. Instant death upon impact was undeniably powerful, and soul-level attacks were notoriously hard to resist.
But the prerequisite was actually hitting the target.
The Cruciatus Curse was better suited for torture—a terrifying punishment—but there was no shortage of individuals in the ninja and pirate worlds who could endure such pain. The Imperius Curse faced similar limitations.
After careful consideration, Chu Yang in the magical world clearly defined his role—
To become a logistical support specialist capable of assisting his counterparts across different worlds.
Learning and innovating more highly practical and powerful spells would be Chu Yang's primary goal going forward.
(End of Chapter)