nyslfriends Chapter 40: A Terrifying Upgrade! A Spectacular Scene!
Chapter 40: A Terrifying Upgrade! A Spectacular Scene!
Name: Ian Prince
Class: Bloodline Warlock
Magic: Level 7 (In the midst of explosive leap)
Skill: [Enlightenment of Wisdom [This skill cannot be upgraded]]
Potions Mastery (Level 2) 23/200
【Divine Sharpness Without Shadow (Level 1): 5/100】
[Fear Curse (Level 1): 18/100]
[Corpse Control Spell (Level 1): 2/100]
Rune Proficiency (Level 1): 14/100
【Killing Curse (Level 1) 7/100】
[Illumination Charm (Level 2): 3/400]
……
The information presented on the panel remains as simple and intuitive as ever.
Besides a series of spells that Ian learned either through self-study or by instruction, two changes occurred on the panel. The first was the most noticeable change: the magic power level.
"My magic level has increased by three levels in one go!"
Ian fully experienced what the legendary power was all about.
Golden Apple.
As a magical fruit mentioned in ancient Greek mythology and some fairy tales, it actually has the powerful effect of directly enhancing the magical power of wizards!
Level 7 magic!
A leap of three whole levels!
This is not even the limit of the Golden Apple's gifts!
"In the midst of an explosive leap..."
No matter how you look at it, the suffix description on the system panel indicates that the Golden Apple's magic enhancement effect can still raise Ian's magic level even further.
As for how much higher it can be raised, that remains to be seen. Perhaps one level, perhaps two levels; in any case, it would be an unimaginable benefit.
To know.
After their first burst of magical power, most young wizards only experience a slight increase in magical power level with age. Aside from the Elder Wand, which is considered a legend by most and only a few know who wields it, the wizarding world has almost never heard of anything that can enhance a wizard's magical power.
Even the most powerful and incredible magic stone cannot enhance the user's magical power. It can be said that a wizard's innate magical power level almost determines his future.
It was in such an environment.
Ian truly hadn't expected that the so-called golden apple possessed the peculiar power to alter one's "destiny."
"Truly a treasure worthy of being used as the main ingredient to brew potions that can reverse life and death!"
He somewhat understood why the Golden Apple went extinct.
Even if Teacher Mara hadn't cut down the last golden apple tree, such a treasure would likely have disappeared from history. Well, perhaps it would have been extinct, or something else entirely.
"Pandero has really given me a wonderful gift. Next time I return to the Enchanted Realm, I should prepare a return gift that he might like."
Ian was sincerely grateful to his friend from the dreamlike realm. He picked up the wand that was placed on the bedside table and was able to feel his magic more clearly than before.
"flame……"
Ian was just about to test the power of his magic when he suddenly realized he was in a wooden cabin.
The bed they slept on was also a wooden bed.
Wizards in the wizarding world probably don't know much about fire-retardant paint.
"That was close!" Ian's mind had become incredibly clear ever since he swallowed the golden apple, which was probably due to the ability brought about by the skill [Enlightenment of Wisdom].
It was the only skill Ian had ever seen that couldn't be leveled up. Also a gift from the Golden Apple, its effect was to grant Ian a constant state of sanity.
Yes.
It wasn't the kind of effect that granted Ian extraordinary wisdom.
It simply allows Ian to better utilize his inherent wisdom, to be less affected by negative emotions in most situations, and to significantly improve the efficiency of various learning activities.
Perhaps it can be considered a lower-tier version of Ravenclaw's Coronet. As a passive ability granted by the Apple of Ravenclaw, this skill also possesses breathtaking effects.
"Fluorescent lights!"
Ian switched to his most commonly used spell.
next moment.
As a torrent of magic surged forth, a light source shone from the tip of the wand, its edge silently extending outwards, instantly illuminating the entire tranquil wooden cabin.
Bright and dazzling.
It was far more magnificent than the light that could only illuminate one room before.
"No! I have to try a powerful spell!"
Ian was so excited by this enormous improvement that he jumped out of bed in the middle of the night wearing only his underwear, slipped on his homemade flip-flops, and dashed out of the cabin.
Night falls.
Under the starry sky, all was silent.
Ian gripped his wand and aimed it at the empty space.
"Flames are raging!"
This is the only legitimate offensive spell that Ian currently controls.
As he used incantations to connect the magical circuits, a burst of flame erupted from the tip of his wand like a tidal wave, accompanied by a deafening roar.
"Not enough!"
Ian felt a sense of ease and control, and he increased the output of magic in the magical circuits. As a result, tongues of fire danced, raging like a surging dragon across the night sky.
The firelight illuminated Ian's face, and his expression was excited and fervent.
"The magic circuits limit the output of magic power, but if I slightly alter the circuit structure and add a few more channels for magic power to operate within the magic circuits..."
After his explosive increase in magical power, Ian can now clearly feel that there is an upper limit to the magical output of the [Incendiary Curse].
Fueled by his current excitement and with a clear mind, Ian cautiously began to attempt to add magical channels to the magical circuit of the [Incendiary Curse].
"The framework of magic must not be affected in the slightest, otherwise the magic will collapse." Ian tried several times, but the tip of his wand only spewed out a few bursts of fire like vomit.
He seemed to understand something.
"Once the passage is established, the framework of magic will inevitably be destroyed. This seems to be an unsolvable problem..." Ian tried again but failed once more.
The firelight's "vomiting" lasted a while, and if viewed as fireworks, it might not be too bad. However, this was clearly not the effect Ian had hoped for.
"perhaps……"
Ian gripped the wand, his mind racing.
"I shouldn't have thought of adding a magic channel to the initial path of magic."
"Perhaps the most stable and fleeting opportunity will be the moment when the arson curse's magical circuit is about to complete!"
A single thought brings clarity!
Ian raised his wand again.
"Flames are raging!"
The magical circuits are stably constructed with the help of spells.
And just as the magic was about to begin.
"Now!"
Ian seized upon the possibility he had glimpsed.
"hiss!"
What was originally just a long, serpentine flame, after the magical channel was expanded, suddenly became as if it had been doused with gasoline, with surging flames emerging from the tip of the elderberry wand.
"Boom!"
It's absolutely explosive!
The towering flames illuminated the entire field, surging and sweeping in all directions—the scorching heat seemed to want to completely devour everything around it!
"Oh no!"
Ian had no idea it would be so terrifyingly powerful.
He couldn't help but feel a little flustered.
The flames surged and crashed, and the fences, trees, and the cabin where Snape had placed Ian all seemed to be reduced to ashes in the fire.
"We're doomed!"
Just as Ian was racking his brains, all he could think of was summoning a horde of zombies to quickly carry water and put out the fire.
"It's dazzling, absolutely stunning, truly..." an aged voice exclaimed in amazement as an old man in a white robe walked down the cobblestone path.
"Masterful creativity."
He raised the ancient wand in his hand and waved it gently.
then.
It's as if everything happening right now has been forcibly stopped.
Scorching heat, flames, the burning earth and houses.
all.
Stopped abruptly.