The Muggle on the Run from Hogwarts

One day, Dumbledore came to the Huaxia Bureau of Mystical Affairs.

As soon as the Bureau's staff heard, they hurried over to invite him to sit down, bowing as they shook his hand.

"Hello, Mr. Dumbledore. What can we do for you?"

"What I'm about to tell you might frighten you."

"We're investigators. We aren't afraid. Please, go on."

"A Muggle who escaped from Hogwarts has entered Huaxia."

The investigators' expressions turned solemn. They gasped and leaned back. "A Muggle?"

"That's right, a Muggle. A Muggle who can use Daoist magic."

"So, a cultivator?"

"No, a Muggle who can use a wand to cast Daoist magic."

"Then that's a wizard, right?"

"A Muggle! Have you seen Harry Potter? A Daoist priest who can use magic! I'm not joking!"

"Right, right..."

"He robbed Gringotts! Freed Grindelwald! Blew up the Ministry of Magic! Resurrected Voldemort! He's extremely dangerous!"

"Right, right. Please, continue. We're listening." The two investigators nodded politely, trying not to laugh.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.