Can the Ministry of Magic and the Statute of Secrecy Restrain Me?

Zhang Shouling, a fake disciple of the 66th generation Heavenly Master Zhang Lingyu twenty-two years later, a temporary worker among temporary workers, was actually cheated by the company? When he was sent back to the Luotian Dajiao of that year by an inexplicable time turner, he was tricked into teaching in a European magic school by his master Zhang Zhiwei, whom he had never met before? Do you still remember the two British professors who came to visit the Heavenly Master on Longhu Mountain that year? What would happen if the original Heavenly Master agreed to the old professor's request and chose to push out his disciples who "came from afar" from the future? (Some random thoughts: The most outstanding thing about "One Person" is that it provides a logical and self-consistent "fusion stage" for all fantasy stories based on realistic cultural backgrounds. Of course, the HP element is also indispensable for being paid tribute to/integrated by Uncle Mi. This fanfic will look at the difference between "magic" and "Taoism" from the perspective of an orthodox Taoist disciple. From the perspective of an orthodox Taoist priest, it will more intuitively present the wonderful collision between the Western "Alchemy System" and the Eastern "Qi Refining System". In particular, he will use Mi Er's rigorous system to try to analyze the unclear "ancient magic" in the setting of "Hogwarts Legacy". Of course, I will also wipe away some tears of regret and fill in some holes that Rowling and Uncle Mi forgot to fill. The part of PS. HP will be directly HP. Dumbledore is Dumbledore, not Isaac Tubb. )