[You practiced Flying once at Expert standard, Proficiency +50]
[A new title in the Flying domain has been unlocked]
By the time Shawn left the Quidditch pitch, his Flying skill had broken through Entry-level and reached Proficient.
He opened the panel as naturally as breathing:
[Title: Intermediate Flier]
[Significantly increases perception of broomstick magic. Sign...
2025-11-10 17:08:51 +0000 UTC View PostDefence Against the Dark Arts office.
"Cough, cough. Very well. I have covered the details of this spell. Cough…"
Quirrell could not stop coughing, and it took real effort to finish speaking. The hand covering his mouth looked gaunt, his skin even paler than before.
Wand raised, Leonardo traced the casting stance and asked with polite concern, "Professor, you do not look well. Should you see Madam Pomfrey in the ...
2025-11-10 17:08:47 +0000 UTC View PostThe Great Hall, at the staff table.
Dumbledore’s silver beard glittered in the candlelight. When an owl dropped a bag of sweets onto a Gryffindor’s head, the eyes behind his half-moon spectacles twinkled with delight.
Even as he blinked pleasantly, the student beside him who excelled at Transfiguration had already vanished.
His smile deepened.
The greatest white wizard of the century laced his fingers and murmured, "...
2025-11-10 17:08:44 +0000 UTC View PostWith his back to the Mirror of Erised, Leonardo studied the stone in Dumbledore’s hand and considered the question:
“What do you think of immortality?”
The half-transparent red gem had to be the Philosopher’s Stone.
Immortality. It was undeniably alluring. Yet what the Stone granted was not agelessness, but the Elixir of Life’s unending survival. The difference mattered.
Nicolas Flamel, the...
2025-11-10 17:08:40 +0000 UTC View PostIn the corridor.
Shawn glanced twice, curious, at Sir Cadogan. The knight had his back to him and was still trying to mount that squat pony.
Nothing seemed to be wrong.
"Young Green, you never look in the best of health," said Lady Violet, blinking with interest. "Is it Charms today, Potions, or Transfiguration?"
"Transfiguration," Shawn answered honestly.
He looked again at Sir Cadogan.
The knight seemed none...
2025-11-10 17:08:06 +0000 UTC View PostThe small room with the Mirror of Erised.
A shadow twisted into being before Leonardo, swirling like water in a flushing drain, then resolved into a tall, silver-haired, silver-bearded old man.
Dumbledore looked at Leonardo’s slight smile and sighed. "Leonardo, you are very keen indeed to notice that little magic."
Little magic?
Well, small in scale, perhaps. Even with the Peeking Fiend...
2025-11-10 17:08:03 +0000 UTC View PostThe massive catfish thrashed its tail with the force of a heavy truck.
Roy recognized it at a glance—the Master of the Swamp that ruled this lake, the very one Gon would one day catch.
It was the fish that convinced Mito to let him take the Hunter Exam.
Unfortunately, there was no time to eat it, and given its size, who knew how much muddy stench it had soaked up. The meat would be coarse an...
2025-11-10 17:07:58 +0000 UTC View Post"Mr. Green, very well done!"
Madam Hooch strode toward Shawn with athletic ease, hands on her hips, the curve of her smile still edged and sharp even when pleased.
"You have already mastered many flying techniques, but hovering, turning, and circling are the basics. Today, we will practice something different."
A light breeze swept the Quidditch pitch, bending the grass all one way.
Shawn stepped off his broom a bit unsteadily and felt M...
2025-11-10 17:07:54 +0000 UTC View PostHogwarts Great Hall.
Leonardo sat at the long table, eating breakfast at an easy pace.
Only a handful of students were around. Most had gone home for Christmas, and with no classes during the holidays, those who stayed were still sleeping in or busy opening their presents.
He was about to lift a spoonful of lean pork congee to his mouth when someone called his name in a r...
2025-11-10 17:07:49 +0000 UTC View Post“Was the message sent?”
“It was sent.”
After receiving a call from Luke instructing him to have Young Master Roy look after Young Master Illumi, Luke went straight to the second floor of the old mansion to report to Silva.
In the bedroom, Kikyo lounged lazily on the sofa, flipping through a magazine, while a junior butler served her fruit.
Her belly grew by the day. Pressing her ear to ...
2025-11-10 17:07:39 +0000 UTC View Post"Oh, are you all right, Shawn?"
Justin’s voice sounded beside him.
In truth, Shawn was not all right. It felt like he could already see what was about to happen.
He quietly switched seats. A moment later, whispers rippled around them.
"What’s Seamus doing, Ron?"
"He’s trying to turn the water in his goblet into wine. A couple of days ago, he managed weak tea, but then..."
"And then?"
Suddenly, a great cl...
2025-11-10 17:07:26 +0000 UTC View PostHogwarts.
Gryffindor dormitory.
Harry and Ron were tearing into their presents with glee.
As he unwrapped, Harry breathed, "I never thought I would get this many presents. I thought I would not get any at all."
The first package he opened was from Hagrid, a roughly carved wooden flute. Harry figured Hagrid must have made it himself. When he tried a note, it sounded remarkably like an owl’s hoot.
To ...
2025-11-10 17:07:22 +0000 UTC View PostKite used Zetsu to suppress his aura and shadowed Roy from behind.
His master Ging had once told him, “A good Hunter is naturally liked by animals.”
Only after learning Nen did he understand that this was a talent for blending into nature, and that there was a technical term for the technique: Zetsu.
A top Hunter like Ging, if he wished to hide, could make himself completely undetectable. 2025-11-10 17:06:54 +0000 UTC View Post
The Swelling Solution, as its name suggests, causes part of an object to swell.
Shawn was not sure where it was most often used; he only knew that, like most potions, a mistake in brewing or misuse could lead to serious consequences.
For example, during a second-year lesson, Harry threw a firework into Goyle’s cauldron to create a distraction. Wherever the potion splashed, arms, noses, and eyes all puffed up grotesquely.
... 2025-11-10 17:06:51 +0000 UTC View PostThe Grafton residence.
Penelope, wrapped in a dressing gown, sat at her desk. One hand pushed up the bridge of her gold-rimmed glasses, the other flew across page after page, signing and annotating.
Every other Christmas Eve, she set everything aside to spend the entire night with her nephew. Leonardo had been raised almost entirely by Penelope; unmarried and without children of her own, she had long since regarded the bo...
2025-11-10 17:06:47 +0000 UTC View PostWhale Island was not large, not even as large as Kukuroo Mountain, where the Zoldyck family resided.
But compared to the quiet austerity of Kukuroo Mountain, Whale Island had towns and markets. Every year, the Hunter Exam drew large numbers of candidates here, and the tourism scene and bustle far surpassed Kukuroo Mountain.
Street vendors hawked their wares. Restaurants and inns lured customers wit...
2025-11-10 17:06:43 +0000 UTC View PostProfessor Snape left as quickly as he had appeared, leaving Shawn standing there, bewildered, clutching a full ten Galleons and muttering under his breath under the collective gaze of the rubbernecking portraits.
"Professor Snape, is this..."
"Ha ha! Young Green, you don't think that gloomy—oh, and bold—fellow has gone mad, do you? Ha ha..." Sir Cadogan was as fearless as ever.
Then the commotion shifted.
Shawn walked on in sil...
2025-11-10 17:06:40 +0000 UTC View Post"No!"
"So close!"
Two anguished cries echoed through the Room of Requirement.
Leonardo watched Ron and Malfoy beat their chests in despair, then shook his head and handed the two copies of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them to Hermione and Harry, respectively.
The former had, of course, taken first place on the final exam. The latter had won Most Improved.
Both accepted their prizes and thanked h...
2025-11-10 17:06:35 +0000 UTC View Post“Master, I think we can begin the next stage of training.”
The crimson glow faded. The short-sleeved uniform returned to normal. With a crisp, practiced motion, Roy slid the Nichirin Blade into its sheath.
[Notice: Swordsmanship +70]
The flames dispersed. Scorched ground and a burning birch stood before them. Sakonji Urokodaki stared blankly at the boy, the strike that t...
2025-11-10 17:06:29 +0000 UTC View PostStatues are always getting broken, like the statue of Gregory the Smarm that hides a secret passageway behind it.
Because of that passage, careless young wizards have cast all sorts of Repair Charms on its shattered pieces.
So too with Professor Snape now. He had broken free of a long stasis and fixed his gaze on the small wizard who had shattered it.
But sometimes silence is relative.
Cold gathered in the gloom of Professo...
2025-11-10 17:06:24 +0000 UTC View PostIn Hagrid’s vegetable patch.
Leonardo drew his wand and tapped lightly. "Burrow."
A small deep pit opened in the soil. He set the sealed box containing the phial inside, then waved his wand to smooth the earth back over it.
He summoned several stones and pressed them into the ground, arranging them in an irregular pattern, then traced a few layered warding and trap charms with his wand.
Next,...
2025-11-10 17:06:20 +0000 UTC View PostRoy pushed open the door and stepped into the forested mountain.
Winter had passed. Early spring sent green shoots up the slopes. Even sun-starved Mount Sagiri had gained hints of color and a breath of new life. Sabito followed without a word. Makomo stayed with Sakonji Urokodaki, now and then raising a cool breeze to sweep away the wood shavings scattered by carving, then drifting along again.
Roy held his stanc...
2025-11-09 20:23:59 +0000 UTC View PostMagic is rarely kind to those without talent.
But even wizards with a bit of talent are not always clever.
Shawn quietly put away the quill-shaped lollipop. Hermione stood there, startled into uncharacteristic silence.
When Shawn swapped in an actual quill, he turned and found Hermione glaring at a barely contained Justin, as if she might turn him into a skunk the moment he laughed.
"If you want to laugh, laugh,"...
2025-11-09 20:23:19 +0000 UTC View PostHeadmaster’s office.
Leonardo and Dumbledore sat around a round table. In the center sat a shallow cauldron split down the middle: creamy bone broth on one side, bright red spicy broth on the other.
“Leonardo, why a cauldron?” Dumbledore asked.
“Because it feels more authentic?”
“I don’t always follow you young people—oh, this is done!”
He scooped out a slice of beef...
2025-11-09 20:22:45 +0000 UTC View PostMoonlight poured over the Forbidden Forest.
Leonardo slid a single Mandrake leaf beneath his tongue.
He flicked his wand. "Colloshoo."
The simple charm fixed the leaf securely to his palate.
That was step one to becoming an Animagus.
From one full moon to the next—an entire month—the Mandrake leaf had to remain in the mouth. It could not be swallowed or removed for an...
2025-11-09 20:22:06 +0000 UTC View PostShawn could understand the necessity of that last requirement.
On the pitch, a flying broomstick was a wizard’s comrade-in-arms. An old or outdated broom was a liability for a first-year beginner who had only just learned to fly. It could even be dangerous.
The handmade nature of broomsticks meant their floor and ceiling differed wildly.
Expensive brooms like the Nimbus 2000 were not only equipped with a unique braking mechanism, but they also ...
2025-11-09 20:22:02 +0000 UTC View PostGiyu Tomioka was a calm, introverted child. Protecting his lord and slaying demons was his life’s resolve.
At the same time, Giyu was deeply sentimental. He never failed to write his master during the holidays. The red haori on his shoulders was his sister Tsutako’s keepsake. When his sister was killed by a demon while protecting him, the boy decided to live on, carrying her share as well. 2025-11-09 20:21:56 +0000 UTC View Post
Deep within the Forbidden Forest.
Moonlight from the full moon washed the ground in silver.
Leonardo and Aurelius had only just arrived when a tug of instinct made him turn his head.
He opened the Peeking Fiend’s Eye, twin black vortices blooming in his pupils.
Yes, just barely enough to catch the outline of a unicorn.
Even so, the unicorns were too fast. The Peeking Fiend’s Eye sharpened his dynamic vi...
2025-11-09 20:21:53 +0000 UTC View PostSometimes Shawn felt wizards were like barbarians in robes.
That thought came from the painting hanging beneath the stands.
"Violent-Hand Gant Is the Winner."
It depicted a scene from the ancient German pole-guarding game known as Stichstock, and it was a famous work.
In the painting, a group of wizards held sharpened broomsticks as they surrounded a wizard with a rope tied around his waist. Behind the rope bobbed a large inflated bladde...
2025-11-09 20:21:49 +0000 UTC View PostThanks to “Saint Pariston” opening the way, Roy chartered the entire airship, all three decks, with only a single passenger.
It took about half an hour to sweep the vessel and confirm it was safe. Roy then sat cross-legged on a sofa in the VIP lounge to allocate points, while Gotoh stood guard at the door.
With a casual slap, he killed a fly that tried to slip into the room.
Crack.
The growth-limiting ...
2025-11-09 20:21:46 +0000 UTC View Post