Be The Main God From Naruto

Auror, Auror.

This is a group of elite wizards and witches who fight against the dark arts.

The way they act is in some ways like soldiers, but more often, more like spies.

The Auror's job is to find the Dark Wizards and defeat them.

Because of this, they are often in the middle of bitter wizard duels.

Aurors represent the pinnacle of personal combat power in the magic world.

As for Hogwarts headmaster Dumbledore and the Dark Lord Voldemort?

That is already an existence of extraterrestrial level.

Hermione, a knowledgeable and talented girl, quickly discovered the doubts about Wang Yan.

"Smart little guy."

Wang Yan looked at the eccentric girl with a half-smile, and said with a light smile, "Let me introduce myself."

"Professor of Hogwarts Prophecy, Wang Yan."

Hearing this, Harry, Neville, and Ron all seemed a little restrained.

They no longer eat and drink like they used to, and each of them has become a little noble who understands table manners.

Hermione looked very different.

She stared at Wang Yan with burning eyes, as if looking at a liar: "Oh? As far as I know, the professor of divination at Hogwarts is Sybill Trelawney."

"She predicted the coming of the Messiah and the fall of You-Know-Who in 1980."

Harry, who couldn't hold back his inner curiosity, took up the conversation: "Mysterious Man? Do you mean Voldemort?"

There seemed to be some kind of magical power contained in the three words Voldemort, which made the little guys jump around again.

After a while, they finally calmed down.

"Professor Trelawney is unwell and has announced his retirement, so Principal Dumbledore hired me."

Wang Yan said calmly. : In addition, the prophecy class is not the same as the divination class. The latter is an elective course after the third grade, while the former... from the first grade to the seventh grade,

All are compulsory. "

Hermione is like a human version of "A Hundred Thousand Whys", question after question.

The cunning girl was eager to prove her erudition, throwing out a lot of questions like a machine gun:

"Then...Professor Wang Yan, I like all magic courses except divination, do you know why?"

"I heard that oriental oracles all use turtle shells for divination?"

"Can you predict my future?"

The corners of Wang Yan's lips turned up slightly, outlining an evil arc.

He stretched out three fingers: "I happen to be in a good mood, so I can answer."

"Those are your last three questions for the day, though."

"Imprecise."

After saying these three words, Wang Yan withdrew a finger.

Hermione stared at him as if she had seen a ghost, with a look of disbelief on her face.

That was the true thought deep in her heart!

The reason why she hates prophecy class is precisely because of this!

She has always believed that the prophecy class is unscientific, knowledge that cannot be quantified, and the "proficient in prophecy" who talks about it may not have real skills.

Perhaps, even the prophecy professor is just a charlatan.

Obviously, Wang Yan does have some skills.

"I'm a wizard from the East. I'm good at calculating the future using Dayan numbers. I'm not a researcher of the Book of Changes. I don't need tortoise shells."

"your future……"

"Originally, you would have been Minister of Magic."

Wang Yan answered Hermione's other two questions in one go.

These words completely stunned the children.

Ron Weasley looked at Hermione blankly, and his tongue began to knot: "Her? Minister of Magic?"

The Ministry of Magic is responsible for all matters of the British wizarding world.

You know, the predecessor of the Ministry of Magic was the Council of Wizards.

In the past, the minister was equivalent to the wizard speaker!

That was almost the highest glory Ron could imagine!

Harry Potter was much more sensitive than his companions. He discovered something easily overlooked in Wang Yan's words: "Why did you say 'originally'?"

Hearing this, Wang Yan gave Harry a look of approval: "It's not just Miss Granger."

"The moment you met me, your future changed."

As soon as the words came out, Hermione showed a look of dissatisfaction, as if she wanted to make a mockery.

But when the words came to her lips, she couldn't speak again.

Harry's lips twitched, hesitating for a while, but still determined to ask: "Professor Wang Yan, you seem to be very powerful, can you defeat Voldemort?"

Wang Yan took a deep look at Harry: "Do you know why Voldemort is frightening?"

At this moment, Wang Yan was like a bad brother who told a horror story, and the little ghosts pricked up their ears in fear and curiosity, listening carefully.

"Voldemort casts a spell in his title, and when a non-Death Eater invokes the title, he will Apparate to his side and kill him."

hiss……

Neville and Ron gasped, their little faces pale.

Harry said stubbornly, "He's already dead! I'm not afraid of him!"

Wang Yan shook his index finger: "Voldemort is not really dead."

"He divided his soul and made it into a Horcrux. As long as the Horcrux is not completely destroyed, he will not perish."

"So, you'd better not talk about the title 'Voldemort'."

Hearing this, Harry felt a little dry in his throat.

He swallowed his saliva, and asked a little unwillingly: "But professor...you did the same."

Wang Yan looked at him with a half-smile, and completely sealed off the topic: "I'm much stronger than Voldemort, and he won't come to me until he's tired of living."

Crazy, proud.

In any case, this kind of aura can attract young boys and girls who are not well-versed in the world.

Neville, Ron and Harry all blinked and stared at him like idols.

Including Hermione, who had a prejudice against "prophecy", looked at Wang Yan with a little more admiration and admiration at the moment.

Hermione's worship is not easy to obtain.

If it wasn't for Wang Yan's performance of casting spells without a stick + silent casting, I'm afraid she wouldn't be moved by her words.

In the cognition of the little witch - the reserve of knowledge is equal to the attainment of magic.

From Hermione's point of view, perhaps Wang Yan is a knowledgeable great wizard.

Unfortunately, Wang Yan ignored the little witch.

His eyes fell on Neville and Harry.

"Two savior boys, I have something to give you."

Two saviors?

The nervous Ron immediately shouted: "Professor, Harry is the savior who defeated Voldemort, not Norway."

Wang Yan smiled gently, but his tone was full of disdain: "If you defeat Voldemort, you can become the savior of the world? That term is too cheap."

As he spoke, he nodded toward the toad in Neville's hand.

BIU!

The thick green light flickered endlessly, running through the entire train room, attracting the attention of many people.

The light dissipated, and the ugly toad in Neville's hand changed its appearance.

Big eyes, smooth skin, cute chubby body...

Objectively speaking, after being transformed by Wang Yan, Neville's pet is not like a three-dimensional creature, but more like a cute two-dimensional creature.

"What's this?"

Hermione looked at the little frog, her girlish heart exploded, and she wished she could snatch it from Neville's hands and play with it.

"Traveling Frog."

Wang Yan said softly.