My name is Sasuke, from being the richest man in Naruto to dominating the world

Chapter 595: God's Name? No, It's a Spirit

After leaving the dueling class, Zhou Ming and Cynthia went to Dumbledore's office together.

After pouring them each a glass of water, Dumbledore finally asked the question that had been lingering in his mind for a long time.

"Who are you?"

In fact, Dumbledore had this doubt a long time ago, but he had not intended to ask it out loud. After all, whether it was Zhou Ming or Cynthia, there was absolutely no problem with their identity information, and there were traces to follow.

And because of the existence of the Book of Admission and the Pen of Acceptance, he didn't have to worry that these two people were dark wizards in disguise.

He had some doubts about Zhou Ming's identity before, but he had planned to learn about Zhou Ming's secrets little by little through the long-term contact that followed, rather than simply asking directly.

But through today's duel, he immediately realized that not only Zhou Ming, but also Cynthia, who had a good relationship with Zhou Ming, was not right. There were big problems with these two people.

If he didn't find out the secret between the two immediately, he might not be able to tolerate them staying in the school any longer.

After all, two students who already had professor-level combat power were still hanging around in the second grade? This kind of thing was too outrageous and hard to accept no matter how you thought about it.

For the sake of Hogwarts and all the students in Hogwarts, although expelling students is completely inconsistent with Dumbledore's academic philosophy, he will still do so when necessary.

Zhou Ming looked at Cynthia when he heard this. Cynthia didn't say anything or show any expression. She just picked up the water glass silently.

Zhou Ming smiled and changed to a more comfortable sitting position.

"Professor, why do you have this question? I'm Zhou Ming, she's Cynthia, we're your students."

"Are they really just students? Zhou Ming, I can believe you, but after today, ask other students if they will believe you? Ask other professors if they believe you? Or, I can call Filius now and ask him if he believes what you said."

Dumbledore rested his chin on his hands and stuffed a candy into his mouth.

Although he said a lot, his tone was calm and not aggressive, so the atmosphere in the room was still good and did not become solemn.

Cynthia had completely isolated herself at this moment. She stretched out her hand in front of her, and a ball of white light appeared in the air in front of her. She reached her hand in, took out a book from it, and began to read it as if no one was around.

After watching for a while, she suddenly realized that something was wrong with the surroundings. She looked up and found that everyone was looking at her.

"what happened?"

she asked.

Zhou Ming touched his forehead.

"How dare you ask? You did this in front of the principal and so many former principals. How can I be convinced?"

He kept trying to say that he was just an ordinary student, at most a little better than other students, but Cynthia's skill of taking objects across space, is this something a normal person can have?

Even Dumbledore couldn't use such a technique.

"Haha, Cynthia is very honest. So Zhou Ming, do you still stick to what you said before?"

Dumbledore smiled and looked at Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming nodded.

"Yes, I insist. I am Zhou Ming and she is Cynthia. We are both ordinary students at Hogwarts."

"You really..."

Now it was Dumbledore's turn to be helpless. He came to discuss things with Zhou Ming with great sincerity, not intending to break down the talks. Zhou Ming was so disrespectful to him... But the problem was that he really couldn't attack Zhou Ming directly, because the other party was, after all, a student of this school.

He directly attacked a student when the student had done nothing wrong. This had completely crossed his bottom line, and his personality did not allow him to do such a thing.

"But, now that we've come to this point, I can say something else."

However, the next second, Zhou Ming's tone suddenly took a 180-degree turn.

Dumbledore, who was about to take off his glasses, immediately changed his gesture, steadied his eyes, and looked at Zhou Ming seriously.

"My name is Zhou Ming, but I also have another name, my name is Uchiha Sasuke."

"Toyo's name? Are you from Japan?"

"Ah, that's not the case. There is no doubt that I am from the University of East China. Uchiha Sasuke is just a name I got later, but it is not important. What is important is that Cynthia is in the same situation as me. He also has another name... Her name is Artemis."

Zhou Ming introduced with a smile.

Cynthia suddenly heard her real name and looked up at the two of them again, then she smiled and nodded at Dumbledore.

"..."

Dumbledore's expression was a little stiff. He looked at Cynthia carefully. After a moment, he looked at Zhou Ming with some uncertainty.

"That's a powerful name. Aren't her parents worried that it might offend the deity?"

As we all know, in the magical world, names also have power.

Voldemort can cast a spell on his own name, locking down everyone who mentions his name. Who can guarantee that those legendary gods will not do the same?

What? You're saying there are no real gods in this world?

Haha, who can guarantee it?
Where did Dumbledore's Elder Wand come from? Almost everyone in the wizarding world immediately thinks of the Three Hallows.

The Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone, and the Invisibility Cloak. If the latter can have a substitute, then the Elder Wand and the Resurrection Stone are really hard to say.

The former is that over the years countless excellent wand craftsmen have been unable to make a wand that is just as powerful, or even close.

As for the Resurrection Stone, not even the best alchemist in the world can replicate it.

Of course, this does not mean that there must be gods in this world, but because there are things that cannot be explained, no one dares to say that gods do not exist.

After Dumbledore's death, his soul stayed briefly at a station.

What is this station? Where is the next stop?
There are too many unknown things in the magical world. The more powerful the wizard, the more awe he will have for those unknown or unconfirmed existences.

Just like many wizards will choose a name with mythological meaning when naming their children, but it is still very rare to directly use the name of a god.

The more powerful the wizard, the less likely he would do such a thing.

Regardless of whether it is Zhou Ming or Cynthia, the abilities and talents they have demonstrated now are definitely at the top level in the magic world. Such people directly use the name of God... If the gods do not exist, then it would be fine, but if the gods really exist, then when Zhou Ming said this name, the eyes of the real owner might have already fallen on him.

So at this moment, Dumbledore was actually extremely nervous. Of course he was not afraid, but he also hoped to see scenery he had never seen before.

However, after waiting for a long time, the imagined scene did not appear, and Dumbledore felt a little disappointed.

Zhou Ming could probably guess what he was thinking, so he couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Why should you be scared? It's just using your real name, why should you worry?"

"This is different. The names of these gods are generally believed to have great power. Ordinary wizards would not do this..."

"So, that's why I said, what's the problem with using your real name?"

"..."

Dumbledore looked at Zhou Ming with a frown. Gradually, his brows relaxed and a hint of disbelief appeared in his eyes.

"You mean..."

"Hehe, I didn't say anything, Professor Dumbledore. I have been saying the same thing before. What's the problem with Cynthia, or Artemis, using her real name?"

This time, Zhou Ming emphasized the words "Artemis" and "real name".

It wasn't obvious, but Dumbledore could obviously tell the difference. It was precisely because he could tell the difference that when he looked at Cynthia again, his perspective immediately changed.

"No, no, he is affecting my judgment."

Dumbledore immediately realized the problem, because he was one of the most powerful wizards in the world, so he cared about things that many ordinary wizards did not care about.

Therefore, when he heard that someone dared to use the name of God directly, he would inevitably be affected a little, and as long as Zhou Ming guided him along the way, he could easily interfere with his judgment.

Now the most important question is, who is Cynthia?

Dumbledore raised his hand to take off his glasses. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, Zhou Ming still keenly noticed that his hand was shaking slightly, but the amplitude was so small that it was impossible to see clearly without careful observation.

After taking off his glasses, Dumbledore first took out a bottle of eye drops and dripped a few drops into himself. He waited for a while, allowing his eyes to recover to a better condition, before he reopened his eyes and looked at Cynthia.

As a result, there was nothing.

"Student Zhou Ming..."

"Don't worry, Professor Dumbledore."

Zhou Ming shook his head and suddenly looked to the side, "Cynthia."

"?"

Cynthia raised her head and looked at Zhou Ming in confusion.

"To what extent has the integration reached?"

Zhou Ming asked without any context.

But Cynthia understood what he meant.

"It has entered the second stage, but not as fast as you."

Speaking of this, Cynthia was a little unhappy. After coming to this world, she has been learning the power of this world, just wanting to integrate into this world as soon as possible.

When the degree of fusion is high enough, one can show some of his original power.

Zhou Ming set standards for this fusion process. Now it has entered the third stage, but Cynthia is still in the second stage, which makes her very unhappy.

"Take your time. There's no rush. Show it off a little now. Professor Dumbledore is already a little impatient."

"..."

Dumbledore said nothing.

He wanted to say that he wasn't that impatient, but the next second, he couldn't say anything.

Because just two meters in front of him, a white moonlight appeared out of nowhere.

After listening to Zhou Ming's words, Cynthia nodded, then she closed her eyes and began to communicate with the world.

Because her level of integration is still very low, the so-called communication has almost no effect. What's more, this world itself is just a semi-finished world. It doesn't even have a creator god, let alone self-awareness.

Therefore, this communication is destined to be the same as the countless times before, with no results.

But when communicating with the world, the divinity in her body will be released involuntarily. This power cannot hurt people, and even ordinary people cannot see it, but Dumbledore can see it.

In other words, anyone who can observe magic can see this intention.

It was still broad daylight, but a bright moon appeared in Dumbledore's room. He stared at the moon in amazement, and could clearly sense the majestic thoughts conveyed by the moon that even he could not understand.

"Moon God..."

Dumbledore muttered.

Zhou Ming did not disturb him, but quietly watched the rare expression of shock on Dumbledore's face.

After a while.

The moon disappeared and Cynthia opened her eyes again.

“It has no effect.”

She shook her head at Zhou Ming.

"It's normal that there is no effect. Just continue reading."

Zhou Ming said.

Cynthia nodded and lowered her head to continue reading.

Zhou Ming turned and looked at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore was rubbing his eyes gently at this time.

"Professor, do you have any questions?"

"There is no doubt about Cynthia's identity, but I have more questions. If Cynthia... is who I guessed, then what about you? Classmate Zhou Ming, what is your identity? Uchiha Sasuke, I have never seen this name in any classics."

"Because Cynthia and I are different, you can treat me as a latecomer. Well, it's okay to treat me as a complete newcomer."

"So you too..."

"Yes."

Zhou Ming smiled.

In Dumbledore's unique vision, a sea of ​​blood suddenly appeared in the room, and the evil emanating from it was so strong that even Dumbledore couldn't help but lean back.

He couldn't describe in words what an evil force this was. Compared with this sea of ​​blood, Voldemort was not even worthy of carrying the other's shoes in terms of evil.

But behind this evil, Dumbledore could vaguely see a hint of holiness.

Now Dumbledore understood everything.

Zhou Ming quickly put away the sea of ​​blood.

Dumbledore rubbed his brows.

"So, can you tell me your purpose? I thought... you didn't exist."

"Indeed, we don't exist. In other words, there has never been anyone like us in this world from the beginning. If you insist on me giving you an answer, then I can only say that we came from outside."

"Outside?"

Dumbledore frowned slightly.

"There's something wrong with this world, and the impact is quite big, so we're here. Or rather, I'm the one who came to solve the problem, and Cynthia is here to travel with me."

Now that things have come to this, there is nothing to hide.

"You mean the problem is..."

"Voldemort, but he is only the surface. There are deeper problems beneath the surface, but these cannot be discussed for the time being."

Zhou Ming said softly.

(End of this chapter)