Wizarding Journey from Hogwarts

Jean holds the dagger in his hand

The excitement of seeing the transfiguration was instantly overtaken by Cecil's words.

"My little master, this is a necessary attempt to activate your magic power," Cecil explained patiently while looking at Jean's eyes full of disbelief.

"If it were other children, maybe if they just missed a piece of candy one day, they would feel like they had lost the world and awaken their own magic power, but little master, you are different."

As he spoke, with Gene's speechless eyes, he took out a handful of candies from his pocket.

Gene understood the meaning of Cecil's words. He was a relatively calm person in his previous life. The ordinary methods were indeed unable to make him have strong psychological fluctuations, but he still wanted to try other methods.

"Maybe you can try pushing me off the roof, or throwing me into a beast's cage!"

Cecil smiled and said, "My little master, since you can name these methods, it proves that these methods do not work for you."

Jean looked at Cecil and didn't understand why Voldemort could kill himself with so many elite Death Eaters following him. It was embarrassing for him, a cheap dad.

Knowing that he could not persuade Cecil to change his mind, Jean tightened his grip on the dagger in his hand and walked forward slowly.

London is still very cold in winter. The cold wind at night is mixed with water vapor, giving people a cold feeling.

The homeless man huddled up in the corner of the alley and fell asleep, unaware that anyone was approaching him.

Jean raised his hand. Under the moonlight, the dagger looked particularly sharp.

Looking at the homeless man, he pinched his right hand several times, as if he wanted to hold the dagger tighter and more firmly.

He looked at Cecil not far away from the corner of his eye. At some point, the wand in his hand was vaguely aimed at him.

Gene understood that if he didn't take action, a curse would probably hit him and urge him, even though Cecil had been very friendly over the years.

But there is nothing good about Death Eaters.

[Ding~The decision system has been activated]

[Option [-]: Kill the homeless man; Reward: Magic awakening, extraordinary evil power]

[Option [-]: Throw away the dagger; Reward: Awakening of magic power, opportunity to experience the heart-breaking bone removal]

An illusory dialog box appeared in front of Jean's eyes. This was the upper limit for cheats. As a Qidian member, how could he not have cheats after time travel?

Looking at the two options in front of him, he didn't want to experience the effect of the heart-breaking spell. He muttered an apology silently in his heart and decisively stabbed out the dagger in his hand.

……

In the originally quiet alley, a strong wind suddenly blew.

The messy debris on the ground were all swept up into the air by the strong wind, like a tornado coming.

Cecil looked at the figure at the center of the tornado and felt extremely excited.

Generally, when a qualified child awakens, he will at most cause abnormal movements in a small area around him, such as controlling objects to fly or shattering glass, but this is the first time he has seen a magic tornado of this scale.

Cecil now became even more convinced that the Death Eaters would one day make a comeback.

The movement of the tornado slowly calmed down, and various debris fell to the ground with a clanking sound.

Gene opened his eyes, raised his hands and felt the magic power rushing through his body. This was a completely novel feeling that made him a little unable to extricate himself.

Cecil came to his side. "My little master, please calm down your magic. It's time for us to go home."

Jean did as he was told, because he knew that if the magic power in his body had the intention to resist when performing Apparition, it would probably cause an accident.

puff~

The alley returned to calm, as if no one had ever been there.

Gene was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the books floating in front of him.

He just figured out something. It turned out that he was not a good person at all.

In the previous life, because I had no strength to support myself, I could only choose to do safe things under the constraints of morality.

But now, I no longer need to hide my desire for power, because I already have the ability to break free.

Bang Bang Bang ~

There was a knock on the door, and Cecil came in with a wet towel.

"My little master, congratulations on officially becoming a little wizard."

Jean took the towel and wiped his hands and face. "Don't worry about me, this matter won't affect me."

Cecil smiled and said, "My little master, you did not kill anyone."

Gene looked at him puzzled

"That tramp froze to death last night. How could I let dirty Muggle blood contaminate your noble body!"

There was a slight change in Cecil's tone, and when he mentioned Muggles, his disgust could be clearly felt.

Gene felt a little funny, no wonder there was no blood on his hands.

But he didn't feel any relief because of this, because he had just thought clearly that he could give up some things for the sake of strength.

After sending Cecil away, Gene began to look at the rewards he received after his choice.

Extraordinary evil power is a passive skill from the evil mage Veigar in the League of Legends. The effect is that after killing a life, you can absorb the opponent's soul essence to nourish your own soul, thus increasing your soul strength.

Seeing the skill introduction, Gene's mind immediately thought of the character in the game.

In my previous life, I occasionally played games, including League of Legends, and the little mage was also the one who played a lot of tricks.

In the game, the setting of this skill is that after killing the enemy, you can increase the spell strength, but the one you obtain does increase the soul strength.

As for the difference, it seems that you need to explore it yourself.

Thinking of this, he opened the door and came to the living room. At this time, Cecil was sitting on the sofa drinking coffee, seeming to be thinking about something.

Gene sat next to him, and Riley immediately brought a cup of coffee. "Cecil, when can I start officially learning spells?"

Cecil smiled. He was not sitting here drinking coffee just to pretend to be serious.

He picked up a long box from his side and handed it to his little master.

Gene put down the coffee and reached for the box.

When he saw the box, he already had a guess about what was in the box, because he had seen the same thing while watching a movie in his previous life.

Opening the box, it was exactly as he expected. Inside was a dark brown wand about 30 centimeters long.

"Elm wood, eleven inches long, and the core of the wand is the tail feather of a thunderbird. This is a trophy I captured after killing a powerful Auror in North America. This wand will accompany you for the next three years. Wait until you are 11 years old to buy the one that is truly yours."