He quickly determined that the problem lay with the name tag Blake carried with him.
The magical power Blake had unleashed today was too intense, accidentally breaking through the concealment magic on the name tag.
The Book of Admittance therefore captured his complete identity again, which was why the Quill of Acceptance had rewritten the missing letters.
“Blake Grindelwald.”
“Birthday: August 15, 1980.”
Dumbledore committed the date firmly to memory before leaving the tower.
Next, he had to personally travel to a very distant place to investigate.
Although Mrs.
Marianne was strict with Blake, she had always cared deeply about him.
Therefore, when Blake returned to his room, rubbing his reddened ear, his arms were still stuffed with various desserts Mrs.
Marianne had left for him.
After entering the room, he immediately dumped all the snacks onto the bed before checking the windows and door one by one.
Only after confirming that every entrance was locked and no one would be able to break in anytime soon did he drag over a somewhat battered chair and sit down to inspect the system space.
As for his favorite sweets, he didn’t even touch them.
The desserts were certainly tempting, but at a time like this, what could possibly be more exciting than opening the chests himself?
Inside the system space, several chests of different colors were quietly arranged.
Blake carefully counted them.
There were currently five chests in total.
One Bronze Chest, one Silver Chest, and two Gold Chests.
Besides those, there was also the most eye-catching Supreme Chest.
According to the standards provided by the system, this was the highest level a chest could reach.
Blake had never expected to obtain one so early.
After considering it for a moment, he ultimately decided to open them in order from the lowest quality to the highest. The source of this chapter is novelping.com.
The most anticipated reward naturally had to be saved for last.
“System, I want to open the chests. Start with that Bronze Chest.”
Blake lowered his voice.
“Ding! Opening the Bronze Chest!”
“Ding! Congratulations, Host. You have obtained Intermediate Cooking Mastery!”
“The ability to cook? Hmm…”
After hearing the reward, Blake gradually understood the possible pattern behind the chest rewards.
This Bronze Chest had come from Mrs.
Marianne, and one of her greatest skills happened to be cooking.
Therefore, the chances of this chest producing a cooking-related ability were naturally higher than those of other rewards.
“So, if I want to master a certain ability in the future, I can approach someone who excels at it and then find a way to obtain a chest from them?”
At this thought, Blake’s eyes immediately lit up.
Choosing the right target before extracting a reward really was never a mistake.
“Ding! Intermediate Cooking Mastery is beginning to load.”
“Ding! Loading complete!”
The moment the notification ended, a massive amount of knowledge related to cooking poured directly into Blake’s mind.
The changes weren’t limited to his memory.
His hands also seemed to have undergone years of training, developing an almost instinctive familiarity with cutting, stir-frying, seasoning, and controlling the heat.
At this moment, if someone handed him a kitchen knife, he even felt that he could immediately carve intricate patterns into a potato.
That way, he wouldn’t end up in the awkward situation where his mind understood everything but his hands and feet couldn’t keep up.
“Not bad!”
This ability was only intermediate and had no direct connection to magic, but Blake was still extremely satisfied.
He had always loved all kinds of delicious food.
In the past, he had repeatedly pestered Mrs.
Marianne, who was highly skilled at cooking, asking her to teach him.
However, Mrs.
Marianne lasted less than an hour before she finally couldn’t take it anymore and kicked him out of the kitchen.
Things were completely different now.
From now on, no one would have to worry about him turning the kitchen into an accident scene.
Blake happily enjoyed his new ability for a while before casually opening a box of small cakes and taking a bite.
“The taste is pretty good, but there’s slightly too little honey. Adding a little more would make the flavor more complete.”
The moment he finished speaking, he froze.
After obtaining Intermediate Cooking Mastery, he not only knew how to prepare food, but could even effortlessly identify flaws in other chefs’ recipes and techniques.
At least the baker who had made this box of cakes was clearly inferior to Blake now.
Yet everyone knew that no one without genuine skill would dare to run a dessert shop in London.
The baker at that shop was certainly far from ordinary.
From this, it could be inferred that so-called intermediate skills were far stronger than Blake had initially imagined.
They had already surpassed most professionals who had worked in the industry for many years.
Judging from this difference, an ordinary person’s industry expert might very well only qualify as Basic Mastery under the system’s standards.
With that realization, Blake immediately put away his previous contempt for the Bronze Chest.
Author’s Note:
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