The Chapter of Spell craft was, without question, the most intricate section of the Book of the God of Magic.
Its countless branches of knowledge formed the very foundation upon which all magic was built.
“This is far more complicated than I imagined.”
After giving the Chapter of Spell craft a quick read, Adrian realized just how crude the magic system of the Harry Potter world actually was.
As its name suggested, the chapter was divided into two major sections: Spells and Arts.
The Spells section alone contained an astonishing amount of knowledge: the essence of spells, the study of curses, Word Spirit Magic, innate spellcasting such as Dragon Language Magic, forbidden spells, and much more.
The Arts section covered subjects such as the essence of magic, the construction of magic networks, ordinary and elemental magic, law-based magic and legendary magic, advanced spell craft, and the Arcane Arts.
The magic of the Harry Potter world fell almost entirely into the lowest tier of the Arts category—ordinary and elemental magic.
A caster relied on a wand, gestures, and incantations to draw upon the magic within themselves, constructing a magical network through which different spells could be cast.
Using a magic network certainly made spellcasting much easier.
For novice spellcasters, casting through a magic network, following the established magical framework, and using a wand for amplification and guidance eliminated the need to construct spells from scratch, drastically reducing the difficulty.
Those who became sufficiently skilled could even cast without a wand.
But for advanced spellcasters, the higher they climbed, the more keenly they felt the limitations imposed upon them by the God of Magic.
That was why legendary Archmages all sought to master Legendary Spells—magic created by directly drawing upon the world’s fundamental laws rather than relying on ordinary magical networks.
Only by doing so could they surpass the limits of conventional magic.
At that stage, they were no longer called wizards or magicians.
They became Archmages, beings who had stepped onto the path toward the pinnacle of magic, pursuing an even higher realm—that of the Arcanist.
Unfortunately, modern magic had declined drastically under the influence of technological civilization.
At present, only Grindelwald, Voldemort, and Dumbledore had reached the level of Legendary Archmages.
Even so, they still remained some distance away from becoming true Arcanists.
The great Arcanists of ancient times had been incomparably stronger than modern-day wizards.
The Four Founders of Hogwarts had very likely already reached that realm.
Even after a thousand years, the legacies they left behind remained priceless treasures that inspired awe among modern spellcasters.
“The days ahead are going to be far more interesting.”
Adrian’s heart burned with anticipation.
Spell craft couldn’t be mastered by studying behind closed doors.
What he needed was combat—and countless experiments.
Over the next month, Adrian steadily learned every subject his professors taught while patiently answering Harry’s questions and helping the young Slytherins whenever they encountered difficulties.
Every spare moment was devoted to researching the Chapter of Spell craft.
Then, one Saturday, just as Adrian was completely immersed in the sea of knowledge within his mind, a hurried knocking interrupted his thoughts.
“Young Master Ambrosius!
Young Master Ambrosius!”
Adrian frowned slightly.
That sounded like Goyle’s voice.
What did he want?
Opening the dormitory door, he found Goyle standing there with an anxious expression.
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“What happened?”
Adrian had no problem helping the young snakes of Slytherin.
By now, his prestige within the house had reached unprecedented heights.
Once the time was right, he would naturally become a prefect and eventually take charge of his entire year.
Goyle hurriedly explained.
“We’re in a duel with Gryffindor.”
“A duel?”
Adrian searched his memories.
“You mean the wizard duels between students?”
“That’s right.
This concerns Slytherin’s honor.
Without you, Young Master Ambrosius…
we might not be able to defeat Gryffindor.”
“I understand.”
“Let’s go.”
With the Healing Potion completed and the Chapter of Spell craft unlocked, Adrian finally had some free time again.
A duel between a group of young wizards?
Now that sounded interesting.
Although Hogwarts had only taught them a handful of basic spells, neither the young lions nor the young snakes were ordinary children.
Their family upbringing had already exposed them to a great deal of magical knowledge.
Hogwarts merely provided a more systematic environment in which to study and practice.
Goyle let out a sigh of relief.
If I failed to bring Young Master Ambrosius back, Malfoy would definitely make my life miserable.
Tall and broad-shouldered, Goyle stood slightly taller than the four-foot-seven Adrian.
The two hurried through the corridors until they reached the Trophy Room.
Every house’s honors were displayed there, and at the center of the spacious chamber lay a large open area—a place Hogwarts students had long favored for wizard duels.
The room was already packed with first-year students from Gryffindor and Slytherin.
The two sides stood in neat formations.
At the front were Malfoy and Harry Potter.
Seeing the scene, Adrian nodded with satisfaction.
It seemed his daily guidance hadn’t been wasted.
Harry had grown increasingly confident, and the Gryffindor students were more than willing to rally behind the legendary Boy Who Lived.
The moment Malfoy spotted Adrian, he sneered at Harry.
“The Glory of Slytherin has arrived.”
“The Glory of Slytherin” was the nickname the young snakes had given Adrian.
“What’s going on?”
“Why are you holding such a large-scale duel?
Do you realize that if anything goes wrong, both houses will receive severe punishment?”
Malfoy looked at Harry with obvious disdain.
“Nothing like that will happen.”
“With Young Master Adrian here, our victory is guaranteed.”
Adrian raised an eyebrow.
In the wizarding world, duels were sacred.
Once someone issued a challenge, the other party either refused immediately or accepted it.
If they accepted, they could no longer back out.
The moment both sides agreed, a magical contract was formed.
That meant Adrian neither could nor would interfere to stop the duel.
“So,” he asked calmly, “can someone tell me why this duel started in the first place?”
Harry looked apologetic.
“I’m sorry for dragging you into this, Adrian…
but I couldn’t refuse the challenge.”
“Hermione,” Adrian said, turning toward her, “do you know what happened?”
As a bystander, Hermione naturally knew the whole story.
With a sigh, she stepped out from the crowd, led Adrian to one side, and briefly explained everything.
Just as I thought.
It was Malfoy causing trouble again.
After Harry saved Neville during Flying class, his outstanding performance had deeply irritated Malfoy.
In Malfoy’s mind, having one person stronger than him— Adrian—was already more than enough.
There absolutely couldn’t be a second.
So he repeatedly mocked Harry with increasingly vicious insults, eventually going so far as to insult Harry’s deceased parents.
That crossed the line.
Harry’s anger flared, and the courage buried deep inside him awakened.
In the heat of the argument, he accepted Malfoy’s challenge.
Ron appeared to be standing up for Harry out of righteous indignation, but he had his own agenda.
He spread the news throughout Gryffindor, and the hot-blooded young lions immediately united behind Harry.
The young snakes naturally refused to back down.
What began as a duel between two people gradually escalated until nearly every first-year from both houses—and even several upper-year prefects—became involved.
That was how things had reached their current state.
After hearing Hermione’s explanation, Adrian returned to the Slytherin side, his expression serious.
“For this inter-house duel…”
“I will not participate—for the time being.”