Daily Life at Hogwarts: Cultivating Immortality and Face-Slapping

His classmates sneered at him as a "wandless freak," while pure-blood wizards humiliated him in public.

No matter. He turned around and crushed them all with Eastern "talismanic magic," leaving a crowd of professors utterly dumbfounded.

Malfoy: "You useless piece of trash, you don't even have a wand!" The next second, his spell quietly dissipated three inches from Lin Mo.

Professor Flitwick: "A flawless wandless Levitation Charm! It's a miracle!" Lin Mo simply lowered his fingers, which he had held in a sword-point gesture.

Dumbledore: "My boy, the family behind you commands my respect." Behind Lin Mo, a vast protective talisman array guarding the city flashed into view, then vanished.

When Voldemort's schemes quietly unfolded and everyone fell into panic, Lin Mo had already laid an inescapable trap.

"Easy now, little one," Lin Mo said, looking at the basilisk pinned in place by a Soul-Calming Talisman. "You're tied up nice and tight."

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