[Chat Group]
[Harry: I’ve never seen anything this huge in my entire life. Is this a creature from the magical world?]
[Ron: Impossible! We don’t have anything like that in the wizarding world either!]
[Newt: Can that thing really be called a wizard? It’s practically as large as an entire world! If that monster came to our world, we’d have absolutely no way to resist it.]
[McGonagall: This is insane. That dark wizard is completely insane. He actually wants to summon a Dark Lord like that.]
[Grindelwald: These dark wizards look pathetic, but the Dark Lord they serve is certainly astonishing.]
[Grindelwald: By the way, who was it that called those things insignificant insects earlier? Why don’t you try fighting this “insect” yourself?]
[Voldemort: Monster. I really don’t know what the dark wizards in that world are thinking. That insane thing might not even possess any reason.]
[Ron: After seeing that thing, even the Dark Lord looks kind-hearted.]
[Voldemort: ….]
[Albus: Do not fear the unknown, but do not lower your guard either.]
[Albus: That monster is certainly powerful, but it is bound by extremely powerful magic. Clearly, it does not yet possess the ability to descend upon Earth.]
[Albus: We can still rest easy.]
After sending that message, Dumbledore immediately put down the screen in his hands.
His thoughts were churning.
Based on his knowledge of magical creatures, that monster was absolutely not something to be underestimated.
The way it sustained its power was probably by directly consuming planets, or perhaps all the souls on those planets.
Although it was not the same Earth, he could still feel the overwhelming pressure emanating from that creature.
He needed a plan.
A plan capable of protecting the world.
Just as he hesitated, Dumbledore suddenly looked toward Anton.
In the face of such a monster, the black-haired boy remained as calm as ever.
What he desperately wanted to know now was the outcome.
Had that monster actually been released?
Had Anton of that world defeated it?
It seemed that the only thing they could do was keep watching.
The terrifying monster had left several wizards watching the livestream feeling nervous.
After all, in the wizarding world, apart from the ghosts and trolls that could be encountered everywhere, the most terrifying creatures were probably dragons.
But when a monster had expanded to the scale of an entire dimension, it was no longer something that could be dealt with simply by waving a wand.
Everyone stared at the screen with their eyes wide open, paying even more attention than before.
After all, everyone wanted to know how this matter would ultimately be resolved.
The video switched to an empty plaza.
Large numbers of mages dressed in apprentice robes stood there, practicing their breathing and preparing their hand gestures.
Clearly, this was a training ground for practicing spells.
Strange was among the group, also practicing his spells.
“Raggadorr’s Ring.”
Countless mages chanted the spell, and yellow rings unfolded before them.
The familiar scene made the wizards feel unusually at ease.
[Chat Group]
[McGonagall: Hmm, it seems Kamar-Taj’s teaching of spells is similar to ours. They also use an academy-style system of training.]
[Snape: The magical energy contained within those rings isn’t weak. They don’t use magical energy to solve problems. Instead, they manipulate magical energy themselves.]
[Snape: That’s quite different from the mainstream wizards.]
[Dumbledore: Every method of magic has its advantages and disadvantages. As long as one can control magic, one can become an excellent wizard. But the qualities of excellence are always similar. Look at these students. Their mental states are excellent.]
[Snape: Their students are also stronger than ours. I haven’t seen a single idiot who can’t cast this spell yet. Being their Head of House must be quite pleasant.]
[Snape: I’m even tempted to ask whether this school is accepting applications.]
[McGonagall: Severus? You’re a Head of House!]
[Snape: I was joking. Just joking.]
[Cassandra: After hearing Professor Snape say that, I feel somewhat uncomfortable.]
[Snape: Don’t worry, young lady. I wasn’t talking about our house.]
[Ron: It must be those Hufflepuffs next door. They can even mess up Transfiguration.]
[Newt: Indeed. I feel like they all possess the qualities of Hufflepuffs. Strong and sincere.]
The camera continued zooming in, focusing on Strange. This chapter is updated first at g.com.
The mages in the livestream room had already witnessed his extraordinary ability to read.
Now, they were extremely curious to see how he would perform with spellcasting.
After all, with Anton’s future self being shown here, Strange’s abilities as a mage certainly couldn’t be poor.
Among the crowd, Strange began chanting the spell.
“Raggadorr’s Ring.”
His hands moved through the air, the gestures constantly changing.
His effortless and graceful casting style made the mages beside him nod repeatedly.
They waited for a perfect Raggadorr’s Ring to emerge from the air.
But the next second, every observing mage froze.
Although Strange continued waving his arms through the air and even shouted the spell three times,
Raggadorr’s Ring still failed to appear.
There wasn’t even a single spark.
The wizards in the chat group, however, finally felt a little familiarity.
[Chat Group]
[Snape: Ha. A familiar feeling at last.]
[Ron: Anton, my good brother, looks like you and I are pretty similar.]
[Hermione: Don’t compare Anton to yourself. That’s Anton from his previous life, and this is his first day at school. Besides, he eventually became the Supreme Sorcerer.]
[Ron: Then Harry and I are pretty similar.]
[Harry: I got ninety points in Transfiguration.]
[Ron: ….]
[Albus: Phew. What a relief. If all the students at Kamar-Taj were this talented, I’d have to consider changing my teaching methods.]
Seeing that Anton’s spell had produced no reaction, Master Mordo simply took out a training tool.
On the table beside them were a series of objects resembling finger sleeves, though they were different from ordinary finger sleeves.
Each one had a metal piece suspended above it.
Master Mordo handed the magical artifact to Strange and explained,
“During spellcasting, we often need magical artifacts to help us gather our power.”
“This Sling Ring can help you travel between different times and spaces.”
“Just concentrate. Think about your destination.”
“Then keep drawing circles.”
As he spoke, Master Mordo continuously drew circles with the Sling Ring in his hand.
A circle crackling with sparks gradually formed in his hand.
Within the circle was another destination.
After explaining, he ordered the mages to practice on their own and distributed the Sling Rings.
Soon, many of the mages had drawn one portal after another with their Sling Rings.
Some portals led to sunlit beaches, while others led to deep canyons.
Some even led to bustling cities, with streams of traffic speeding beneath them.
Mordo walked past one mage after another, nodding repeatedly.
“Hmm, not bad.”
Finally, he reached Strange’s side.
Strange was still desperately drawing circles, but the portal he imagined never appeared.
There wasn’t even the slightest spark.
The people in the chat group were not surprised by this.
Instead, they felt that it was rather normal.
[Albus: The teaching here is somewhat too eager for quick results. Even Salazar Slytherin, even Merlin, couldn’t learn magic in a single day.]
[Albus: What’s more, Anton spent more than thirty years as a Muggle. This is his first day coming into contact with magic.]
[Grindelwald: Even at Durmstrang, we teach Expelliarmus before we teach Crucio.]
[Grindelwald: This school doesn’t understand the importance of gradual progression.]
[Snape: It’s somewhat normal, yet also somewhat strange. Given Anton’s aptitude, he shouldn’t be performing at this level.] New chapters come out on g.com first.
[Ron: This is completely normal. You know how geniuses are. They all start out looking ordinary, then after constant hard work, bang! They suddenly amaze everyone!]
[Hermione: What you’re saying isn’t wrong, but why does it feel like you’re secretly talking about yourself?]
[Ron: I’m talking about Anton’s previous life! Absolutely!]
On the screen, the sun began to sink in the west.
The mages in the plaza gradually dispersed to eat, gathering together in groups of two or three.
Only Strange remained in the center of the plaza, desperately drawing circles.
Yet there wasn’t even the slightest spark.
Seeing that he was still working hard, Mordo shook his head and turned to run into Ancient One’s room.
The moment he entered, Ancient One asked,
“How is Sorcerer Strange doing?”
“He’s working very hard, but there has been no progress.”
Ancient One nodded.
Mordo asked in return,
“Ancient One, is Mr. Strange really suited for magic?”
Ancient One did not answer.
Instead, she looked toward the plaza.
At this moment, Strange was still drawing circles.
Ancient One smiled and said,
“It seems all I need is one day to turn him into a true sorcerer.”
Mordo was stunned.
“Ancient One! Are you joking?”
“One day!”
“Even the Vishanti took three days!”
The people in the livestream room were also deeply puzzled.
After all, Strange at this point had never come into contact with magic.
Although his mind had accepted the existence of magic, in terms of actual spellcasting, he was still a Muggle.
But that was also the normal state of every novice mage.
Even a genius like Merlin could not become a mage in a single day.
Yet this woman claimed she could turn him into a true sorcerer in merely one day.
It was almost like something out of a fairy tale.
At this moment, the screen in the livestream room suddenly froze again.
[Q&A Begins]
[What method will Ancient One use to turn Strange into a true sorcerer?]
[This is an open-ended question. There is no standard answer.]
[The contestant whose answer is closest to the correct answer will be the winner.]
[The countdown begins now.]
….
Gryffindor common room.
Harry looked at Ron, and Ron looked at Harry.
The two then turned toward Hermione at the same time.
They shouted together,
“Hermione! Save us!”
Hermione helplessly looked at the question.
Her mind began racing as she quickly analyzed it.
Although the question was complicated, there was still a certain pattern to it.
Wait!
Hermione slapped her forehead.
“I’ve got it!”
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