nyslfriends Chapter 34: Bloodline Talent! A Blessing at its Max!
Chapter 34: Bloodline Talent! A Blessing at its Max!
he came.
He left again.
Wave your sleeves.
All that remained was Ian, who had failed to learn the new magic he had hoped for, a bag of new gold coins that had been inexplicably pulled out, and a tidy living room whose mess had been cleaned up.
"Suppress your curiosity about dark magic. Don't let me find out you're asking around the village about things you shouldn't be asking. If I catch you trying to learn dark magic from someone, you're finished!"
Before leaving, Snape left behind a blatant threat, perhaps out of concern for the recently active Muscat saints in the village, or perhaps out of fear that Ian might actually be sent to Azkaban.
"I promise I won't ask!"
Ian's trembling response didn't seem to satisfy Snape, but Snape certainly hadn't anticipated that his threat wouldn't maintain its "control" over Ian for very long.
Snape has just left.
Ian rushed into the toilet.
He quickly opened the toilet tank.
All I saw was...
Wrapped in tarpaulin, "The Secrets of Cutting-Edge Black Magic" lay quietly on the side of the water tank—Ian had hidden it away as a precaution after causing such a commotion last night.
After all, with a series of crackling sounds, a group of corpses emerged, making quite a commotion.
Although he hadn't expected to bump into Snape, Ian was still worried and on guard because of the unusual situation at the cabin, which might have been noticed by other wizards.
after all.
When Ian went out for a stroll and to find food every day, he would often hear the bar owner, Rosmerta, gossiping about who in the village had fought a male witch or multiple witches in the middle of the night.
Even that kind of sound could be detected.
How could Ian not worry that the commotion he was making would be noticed?
He told Snape a lot of the truth, like how he was so afraid that he hadn't slept a wink all night, fearing that a wizard might come knocking on his door.
In such a state of anxiety and unease.
"Unveiling the Secrets of Cutting-Edge Black Magic" definitely needs to be hidden away.
At the very beginning.
Ian's real intention was to smash the toilet, hide "The Secrets of Cutting-Edge Black Magic" in a secret pipe, and then use a "Repair Charm" to restore the smashed toilet to its original state, making it a completely undetectable act.
however.
He ultimately did not do that.
Not only is there concern that "The Secrets of Cutting-Edge Black Magic" will be washed away, but the knowledge within it will also be desecrated after being marinated in indescribable human substances.
Ok.
It's not so bad if knowledge is desecrated, but what's worrisome is getting that kind of desecration while learning knowledge... Ian doesn't want to receive the evaluation "He smells like poop" after enrolling in school.
[The Feces-Scented Wizard]
Such a title is terrifying just to think about.
Therefore.
Ian then made the second-best choice.
Hiding "The Secrets of Cutting-Edge Black Magic" inside a toilet tank does indeed make it very difficult for anyone to discover.
As it turned out, Snape had no idea that Ian would obtain such a comprehensive work of dark magic, and that it was hidden in a corner of the room.
With this textbook...
Why should he need to ask others about black magic?
"My darling~"
Ian merely checked the tarpaulin's seal before putting "The Secrets of Cutting-Edge Black Magic" back away; he had more important things to do than study black magic.
[Successfully read the Potions textbook; Potions Mastery +1]
[Successfully read the Potions textbook; Potions Mastery +1]
[Successfully read the Potions textbook; Potions Mastery +1]
……
Yes.
Copying rented books.
This is the more important thing.
Compared to knowledge that can be learned anytime, copying down the entire Potions textbook for seventh grade is what Ian urgently needs to do.
Teacher Mara is a good teacher, but she is clearly not a good wizard.
Who knows if, having failed to fulfill her promise, Teacher Mara will continue to teach him more magic, or perhaps let him experience the taste of dark magic firsthand?
Ian hadn't had much contact with the mysterious soul within this enigmatic realm and couldn't make an accurate judgment yet. In short, he'd rather "Little Right" suffer a little longer than risk testing the waters.
Anyway, there's not much use for "Little Right" at this age.
It's better to use that time to bury yourself in copying.
"Swish swish swish~ swish swish swish~ swish swish swish~
In the quiet wooden cabin.
The sound of the quill pen rubbing against the notebook echoed continuously.
[Successfully read the Potions textbook; Potions Mastery +1]
[Successfully read the Potions textbook; Potions Mastery +1]
[Successfully read the Potions textbook; Potions Mastery +1]
……
Ian’s growing proficiency was now his motivation to write—quill pens that could automatically copy text were sold in the village, and Ian, who had been “fed” again by Snape, had once again become wealthy.
only.
Since discovering last night that copying these textbooks could increase his Potions Mastery skill, Ian abandoned the idea of lazily using "technology".
Studying to the point of exhaustion.
For Ian, it was simply a hobby. How pleasant it was to let knowledge flow through his mind as he copied it, leaving behind traces of his presence.
"Just as there were half-blood princes in ancient times, who knows, Hogwarts might produce another orphan prince!"
Ian felt that his talent for potions was probably not bad either.
after all.
For most young wizards, knowledge of potions, once it enters their minds, may even mean that it carries away other knowledge along with it when it flows out.
The fact that one can improve their proficiency simply by passively reading while copying is a talent level that is basically second only to Ian's somewhat unreasonable talent for dark magic.
Ok.
As it stands.
Only his talent for white magic is slightly lacking.
It requires repeated practice several times to learn, and the interval between use increases the proficiency level, taking about ten minutes longer than [Potion Mastery].
"If I could receive instruction from Dumbledore, perhaps it could make up for my lack of talent in white magic?" Ian was also full of anticipation and longing for his studies after the start of the semester.
What?
Did Dumbledore not teach magic courses?
nonexistent!
Can a great principal refuse a student's eagerness to learn?
Thick-skinned!
That's what it means to be able to eat meat!
[Successfully read the Potions textbook; Potions Mastery +1]
Even though Ian would occasionally drift off into a daze while copying, the increase in proficiency only slowed down the speed. This was perhaps a hidden talent ingrained in the Prince family bloodline.
The quill pen lightly touches the paper, and the ink slowly solidifies.
The sun shines brightly outside the window.
The only sounds in the room were the soft scratching of pens on paper and the occasional rustling of pages turning, with a faint scent of ink and books filling the air.
Ian gradually became involved.
Focus.
……