"You won the gold medal in the All-Britain Primary School Mathematics Competition in your first year, and it was an unprecedented perfect score."
"In your second year, you swept the gold medals in various subjects in the middle school division, dominating the most outstanding middle school students in all of Britain."
"Starting from your third year, even in sports, you've shown extraordinary talent: table tennis, tennis, fencing…"
"Charle Evans, the Muggles all agree that you are the most talented student in Britain, saying that you will definitely win some kind of Nobel Prize in the future."
"So, you are the young Albus Dumbledore of the Muggle world, right?"
"Then your brain should be as precious as Albus Dumbledore's, precious research material!"
In the dim basement, a crazy old man in a black robe looked at the young man tied to a chair with fanatical eyes, as if he were looking at some rare treasure.
And the young man he called Charle Evans was sitting there blankly at the moment, as if struck by lightning.
Just as the old man in the black robe said, Charle was indeed a talented student famous throughout Britain.
He had just finished his speech at the school graduation ceremony and was on his way back to his solitary apartment when the old man in the black robe suddenly jumped out with a wooden stick.
At the time, Charle didn't pay much attention, only thinking that it might be some festival and this old man was playing cosplay on the street.
It wasn't until the next moment, when the old man in the black robe waved the wooden stick, that everyone on the street seemed to be under some spell, directly bypassing the location where Charle was.
It was then that Charle was startled and realized.
The old man in the black robe didn't seem to be playing cosplay; he was a real wizard!
The next second, he fell unconscious after the old man in the black robe waved his wand. When he woke up, he was tied to a chair in this dim basement.
At this moment, listening to the old man in the black robe babbling about Muggles and mentioning a familiar name – Albus Dumbledore – Charle truly felt like he had been screwed over.
"Damn, I thought this was just a parallel world in the 1990s."
"Damn system, you didn't tell me this was the wizarding world?!"
That's right, Charle was a transmigrator.
In his previous life, Charle was an ordinary office worker with no special hobbies other than watching TV shows and movies.
Until that day, a "transmigration starter" crossed half the street, crashed through the wall of Charle's house, and directly killed him, sending him to Britain in the 1990s.
At first, Charle was a little worried about his future livelihood.
After all, like most transmigrators, he was an orphan in this life, had no relatives, and grew up in an orphanage.
And in Britain, they don't talk about whether kings, nobles, generals, and ministers are born that way, nor do they have compulsory education.
If you want to go to university, the tuition fees are no joke.
Many of Charle's skills from his previous life were useless in this foreign land in this era.
It was really not easy to live a decent life.
It wasn't until a ding sounded in Charle's mind and something called the Infinite Evolution System bound itself to Charle that he breathed a sigh of relief.
As the name suggests, the function of this system is infinite evolution. Any knowledge Charle learns can be evolved to a higher level through this system.
For example, if he learns first-grade math, he can use the system to evolve and master more derivative math knowledge, and even use this as a basis to evolve advanced math content.
Even some sports theories can be evolved. For example, basic theories such as the landing point, spin, speed, and changes of a table tennis ball can be evolved into advanced techniques such as double-sided loop, straight bat horizontal hit, and backhand flick.
And except for not being able to directly improve physical fitness, Charle can perfectly master all the techniques evolved.
It was precisely by relying on the Infinite Evolution System that Charle gradually became a young genius who caused a sensation throughout Britain, from an orphan in an orphanage.
Charle originally thought that his destiny in this life should be to become an explorer of the human civilization frontier by relying on the system, leading humanity from Earth to the vast starry sky.
But at this moment, he realized that fate had played a cruel joke on him.
He had focused on science for ten years, but the world itself was not scientific. Was this the Harry Potter world?!
The magic in this world had nothing to do with science.
The Accio spell could summon distant objects out of thin air, Apparition could travel through space, and there was also the abnormal Time-Turner that involved time…
What kind of science could achieve this?
If the Trisolarans knew Apparition, what the hell would they be afraid of Earth's technological explosion?
Charle wanted to cry but had no tears.
Focusing on science for ten years in the wizarding world, was there anything more screwed up than this?
Oh right, there was, and that was being attacked and kidnapped by a crazy old wizard.
Looking at the situation, he seemed to be very interested in his brain?
When he realized his situation, Charle temporarily couldn't care about the collapse of his worldview and his attention returned to reality.
He saw the old wizard in the black robe looking at Charle with a face full of doubt.
"Speaking of which, are you really as smart as Dumbledore?"
"Why do you look so dull, not very smart?"
"If that's the case, you won't be of much value to me."
Charle squeezed out a difficult smile.
"Mr. Wizard, I don't think you can tell if a person is smart from their appearance."
"Or rather, the smarter someone is, the less smart they appear, even a bit crazy."
"That Albus Dumbledore you mentioned, if he's really as smart as you say, I'd bet he looks completely bonkers, definitely has a lot of quirks, like being particularly fond of eating strange and bizarre things..."
At these words, the old wizard in the black robe was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he nodded repeatedly.
"What you said actually makes some sense."
Then, he looked at Charle and asked.
"Then what do you think of me?"
Charle said smoothly.
"I think you probably look a bit crazier than Dumbledore, but you have to understand, geniuses are seen as insane in the eyes of ordinary people. How can mortals understand geniuses?"
"So the crazier someone appears to ordinary people, the more of a genius they are."
"In summary, you should be a bit more of a genius than Dumbledore, and far surpass me."
"I, Charle Evans, am merely a mortal born in an era without you. If you are going to do any research on the brain, I sincerely believe that only your genius mind is capable of this task."
"Am I worthy? Not a chance!"
The old wizard in the black robe was completely engrossed.
"Yes, you're right, absolutely right."
"Charle Evans, although you are a Muggle, your insight is far stronger than those old fossils in the Order of Merlin!"
"Those old fogeys who are stuck in their ways actually mocked my genius ideas as a madman's ravings. I must prove to them that my ideas are the most genius designs in history."
"Tracing the origin of magic, the sublimation of the soul, the most ancient magic..."
The old wizard in the black robe seemed to be lost in self-admiration, or perhaps his madness had flared up, as he kept muttering some difficult-to-pronounce terms.
Then, his gaze turned to Charle.
"Charle, you actually possess the profound insight to see my talent. I, Darke, acknowledge you. Among all mortals besides myself, your mind, Charle, is the strongest!"
"Although there is no second me in the world for me to research, your mind must be stronger and have more potential for sublimation than those seventy-three idiots before."
The next moment, the old wizard in the black robe pulled out a bottle of gurgling green potion that looked remarkably like fel energy, and without a word, he forced it towards Charle's mouth.
"Come, drink this bottle of Sublimation Potion, a noble evolution awaits you!"
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