Chapter 8: Visiting the Minister of Magic
After dinner, Alexander followed Dumbledore to his office.
"So, my friend, where were you all these years? I tried to find you after the war but you were nowhere to be found" Dumbledore asked.
"I was traveling the world and learning new magic," he politely replied.
Just then, Alexander felt something trying to enter his head. He knew that Dumbledore considered himself very good at Legilimency but what he didn't know was that he was a demi-god, a superior being and forcefully entering a superior being's mind was nearly impossible and if somehow someone did enter, then they would go crazy.
"You can stop doing that, Albus. I am at a stronger level than you. You are an Arch magi and I have reached Grand Arch magi. Merlin was probably a Grand Arch magi too. There is another level beyond this, which is called the Supreme Magi, but reaching that is close to impossible. There has never been a Supreme magi." Alexander said, making Albus realize how insignificant his power was in front of him.
Merlin was considered the strongest wizard to have ever existed and Alexander aimed to go higher than that.
"Forgive me, some things have made me change so much that I do this without even thinking," Dumbledore said apologetically.
"I know, your student turned into a dark wizard, right? and you think that he is still alive?" Alexander asked.
*Sigh* Albus took a long breath and ate a lemon drop.