"Hey! You're freaking boiling! I almost turned into a damn rotisserie chicken!"
Garfield’s psychic shout rang with genuine panic inside Groudon’s mind, prompting the colossal beast to reel in its sweltering aura. The magma pooling at its feet began to cool and darken, the ambient temperature dropping from "inferno" to merely "unbearable."
But Groudon was still dangerously hot—radiating a deep, telluric heat that felt hotter than anything from beneath the Earth's cru...
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Viktor tested the wand. It felt... acceptable. He didn't bother asking for another.
After all, his spellcasting didn't follow the conventions of most wizards in this world. Wand or no wand—it hardly made a difference.
Hermione, however, was positively buzzing with excitement.
She ended up with a vine wood wand, ten and three-quarter inches long, springy, with a dragon heartstring core. Ollivander commented that it li...
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It was perfectly normal for Alden Vance and Julian Linley to be so eager. After all, though both men were powerful masters at Rank Four, their positions as heads of major families kept them bound to the city. Killing a few Rank Two monsters was as easy as chopping vegetables for them, but finding the time to personally venture into the wilds was another matter entirely. Most of the psionicists who could actually go out hunting were Rank Two, and the number of Aura Cores they could br...
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"This is a Sling Ring," Mordo announced to the assembled apprentices in the sun-drenched training courtyard. His voice was stern, leaving no room for questions. "It is a focus. It translates the map in your mind into the language of the multiverse. Skilled use of it is paramount, for it can allow us to travel freely across an infinite number of universes."
He slipped the intricately carved brass ring over his fingers. "You must focus. Visualize. The world is not merely what you see befo...
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Hermione tilted her head, still puzzled. She didn't quite understand what Professor Viktor meant—why would other people be unhappy if he worked hard?
After thinking hard for a few seconds, she finally gave up and shook her head."I don't understand, Professor."
"That's all right—it doesn't really concern you," Viktor replied with a smile. "If you want to read those books, go ahead. Learning more never hurts."
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"Not some… thing—it's the magical materials exchange market, Professor Vanderboom."
The goblin leaned forward, eyes gleaming.
"There's extensive trade between magical communities around the world. And among them, the materials market is the most critical. If you could predict precise fluctuations—when prices will rise or fall—Gringotts could begin stockpi—no, preparing necessary supplies in advance to ensure no wiz...
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"Harry Potter?" Hermione perked up at the name, curiosity lighting her eyes. "Who's that?"
"A young wizard who defeated the Dark Lord over a decade ago," Viktor explained calmly as he led them up the creaking stairs of the Leaky Cauldron. "He'll be starting at Hogwarts the same year as you. No one really knows how he did it. It was... a miracle, and that's why he's still remembered today."
The stairs were old and narrow, groaning ben...
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That afternoon, Viktor appeared precisely on time on a London street, standing in front of the thirteenth shop on Charing Cross Road.
He was still dressed in his trademark black cloak and a sharply pointed hat pulled low, hiding most of his face and leaving only a pale chin exposed. It was enough to draw the occasional glance from passersby. Luckily, it was a weekday, so the streets weren't particularly crowded.
After waiting for thr...
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Casting a repelling charm was, in fact, perfectly in line with Viktor's intentions.
While he needed to find potential clients for his "trade," he certainly didn't want any of them randomly showing up at his doorstep. That sort of thing should be arranged properly, not by chance. Even his previous encounter with Trelawney had just been a convenient coincidence when he'd visited the school.
Speaking of which… Viktor suddenly recalled...
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"The O.W.L. Divination exam mainly tests basic symbolic interpretation," Dumbledore explained."Most of it covers tea leaf symbols, star charts, that sort of thing. Not many students choose Divination as an elective, but the pass rate is about sixty percent."
"As long as they memorize what each omen is supposed to mean, they can pass."
Viktor's expression grew even more puzzled—unusually transparent for someone so usually reserved.<...
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In the dim mist-filled forest—
While Dumbledore mused at length over the uniqueness of Viktor's magic, Scrimgeour still couldn't understand what that woman in the rain had been. But before he could voice his confusion, a heavy thudding sound broke through his thoughts.
"Thud... thud..."
The ground trembled faintly.
Scrimgeour and Dumbledore both tensed, turning in the direction of the sound.
"That weight… a drag...
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Harry had no idea what Viktor meant—he simply took the pocket watch in a daze before being led away by Hagrid. Naturally, before Harry left, Dumbledore and Scrimgeour carefully examined the watch to confirm it didn't contain any dark curses.
And just like that, Harry disappeared down the street outside the Leaky Cauldron.
It was said that it wasn't until Aunt Petunia was screaming in his face that he finally felt—Ah, so magic wa...
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During his first week in this world, Viktor had passed by the Leaky Cauldron many times, but had never gone in. It was always crowded with wizards and looked oppressively warm inside.
The Leaky Cauldron was a narrow, old building, with creaky steps that groaned under every footstep. Everything inside had a greasy sheen, giving it a rather grimy appearance. Viktor and Harry entered through the back door, descended two levels of stairs, and ...
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Harry instinctively took a few steps back, putting distance between himself and this strange man.
But something about Borgin triggered a memory: over the past ten years, strangers on the street had often greeted him or bowed as if the whole world somehow knew who he was. Looking back, some of those people did dress kind of like Mr. Borgin.
Still…
"Famous? Me?" Harry asked in disbelief. "Why?"
How had he never known he w...
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"Hogwarts?"
Harry repeated the word with a puzzled look.
He had already taken in quite a lot for one day. First, he realized he was in a wizard's house, then he'd gotten startled by a creepy doll, and now he'd just learned he was going to attend a magic school. If Uncle Vernon heard any of this, he'd surely snap back:
"Utter nonsense!"
But here Harry was, sitting next to a wizard who could make objects float.
"What is Hogwarts? Will the letter be...
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"Um… I think Privet Drive is… near London," Harry said hesitantly, his voice uncertain. Deep down, he feared they'd figure out he wasn't actually a wizard.
Everyone in this house was strange. They lived in the middle of an eerie, mist-shrouded forest. The whole place reminded him of old fairytales—and in those stories, witches and warlocks usually weren't the good guys.
But even as Harry pondered all this, Granny Yaga gently set a plate in front of him. She ladled some rich ...
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"You brought in another one?" Viktor turned to look at her. "Boy or girl? How did they get here?"
Granny Yaga, curled up on the tattered old sofa, looked unusually gentle for once as she slowly replied:
"A boy. Just a regular-looking boy, messy black hair. But I heard he's adopted. His aunt and uncle don't treat him well. He was bullied… beaten, even. That's why he ran away."
"He happened to wander right underneath the house—almost got stomped when the legs moved. I hear...
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When Viktor left the Great Hall after his interview, no one gave him a warm farewell—just a curt, dry "We'll consider it" from Professor McGonagall.
Still, that was better than most.Anyone else might've sent him straight to the Ministry of Magic after hearing what he said.
The magical world was full of strange and dangerous curses, so most wizards were hyper-alert to anything resembling one. Even unfamiliar ones would get reported immediately to the Department of Magical...
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Summer, 1991.Hogwarts Great Hall.
Professor McGonagall sat in a row alongside Albus Dumbledore and Professor Snape, acting as one of the interviewers in Hogwarts' annual faculty recruitment. The Great Hall had been rearranged for the occasion, and every year, many wizards applied due to Hogwarts' excellent benefits.
However, as they sent off yet another applicant, McGonagall sighed deeply.
She turned to the white-bearded wizard beside her and said,"Albus, that was the twenti...
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In every fairytale world, there always seems to be that one character— The one who appears when the hero is in trouble. The one who brings hope when all seems lost. The one who turns the impossible into the miraculous.
Yes, we’re talking about: The sea witch who gave the little mermaid her legs.
Aladdin, who unlocked the magic of the genie’s lamp.
Maleficent, who cast her powerful blessing on a sleeping princess... And,
of course—Professor Viktor, Divinatio...
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In every fairytale world, there always seems to be that one character—
The one who appears when the hero is in trouble....
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Because Steven and Clara Atherton still had to manage their sprawling business empire in the capital, and Lily also had to return to her studies at Pinnacle University, their visit to New Veridia was a brief one. Within a few days, they had left.
Ethan returned home, the sudden quiet of his apartment a stark contrast to the whirlwind of family activity. He went to his room and lifted a loose floorboard beneath his bed, revealing a hidden compartment. Inside lay the two Aura Cor...
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As for the Aura Pills, he was still largely in the dark. But for now, just the Aura Cores and the psionic gear alone were worth a staggering 33.2 million credits. He let that number sink in. Unknowingly, in the span of just a few turbulent weeks, he had gone from a high school student scrounging for training resources to a multi-millionaire. The thought was so absurd, so monumental, that it left him feeling light-headed.
While Ethan was lost in this momentary daze, his uncle, Steven, ha...
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Ethan’s mind buzzed with possibilities, his recent discoveries charting a new, thrilling course for his future. Pinnacle University… I wonder if they’ll teach alchemy and psionic botany? They should, right? When the time comes, I must definitely study it well.
He realized with a jolt that he already possessed the core resources for two of the most profitable industries in this new world. For crafting psionic gear, he had the unparalleled super-intelligence of Gre...
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Ethan stared at the number, a pang of genuine disappointment echoing in his chest. Nine hundred and eighty-six psionic runes. It was so close, a stone's throw from perfection. Just fourteen short of being a true, supreme-grade piece of psionic gear. A work of art left tantalizingly unfinished.
Should I… should I try to carve them myself?
The thought, once it appeared in his mind, grew like opportunistic mushrooms after a heavy rain, utterly impossible ...
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The last item from the Deacon's ring was a wrist guard, forged from a heavy, dark metal that seemed to drink the light in the room. Ethan noted its specific, ergonomic curve; it was clearly designed exclusively for the right arm.
Without hesitation, Ethan slid it on. The metal was surprisingly light, its surface cool and smooth against his skin. He closed his eyes, took a calming breath, and channeled a delicate trickle of his psionic energy into the device. An astonishing thing happene...
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Yes, Ethan thought, his will focused like a laser. Optimize it.
The moment he confirmed, the Omnitrix began to operate frantically. He could feel it drawing on the potent vestiges of the Fountain of Youth's energy, injecting that warm, vibrant power directly into the Wind Spirit's DNA template. He could perceive the very code of the form shifting, strengthening, aligning—a fundamental purification. The incredible transformation lasted for nearly half a minute, then s...
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But what about my aunt and uncle? Ethan thought, his mind reeling. They had a grand ambition, left home for a big city, encountered mortal danger, and then their luck completely exploded, granting them a heaven-defying opportunity. Finally, they carved out a niche for themselves, becoming rich and powerful. This… this was the treatment of a protagonist with plot armor thicker than a Rank Four's psionic shield!
His heart felt extremely unbalanced. He was the one who h...
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That evening, Steven and Clara Atherton called Ethan over to the new house they had just purchased nearby. The opulent furnishings felt sterile and impersonal, a stark contrast to the warm, chaotic joy of the earlier family dinner.
"Ethan, come in, have a seat," Clara said with a warm smile, but her eyes held a serious light that told him this was no casual chat.
He sat on a plush sofa, the silence stretching as he looked between the two of them, a knot of confusion tightening in ...
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Clara Atherton waved her hand dismissively, her tone comforting yet firm. "There's no need for such concern, Father. We don't usually use the crystal. Its energy is scarce, yes, but for family, the price is not an issue." She leaned forward, her eyes shining with strategic wisdom. "Besides, awakening a day earlier means you train a day earlier than your peers. In the race to the top, this is a priceless advantage. When it's time for the university entrance exams, no one cares if you awakened ...
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