On the edge of the Forbidden Forest.
"Happy! So happy!~~"
Lucien swung a metal grappling hook. With a flick of his arm, the claw caught a thick branch. Gears turned, the hook retracted, and his body swiftly sprang into the air.
He released the hook in mid-air, swung it to another branch, and weaved back and forth between the trees.
He was cosplaying as Spider-Man in the Forbidden Forest.
Lucien was as happy as a child with a new toy.
Landing steadily on the ground, Lucien put away the grappling hook, and a faint glow flashed.
The grappling hook in his hand reverted to a brass pocket watch.
With a snap.
Lucien flicked open the watch cover and looked at the dial.
The dial was evenly divided into twelve sections, without markings or numbers.
Different patterns were engraved on the sections: one had a sword, another a shield, another a grappling hook, and some sections were still blank…
Unlike a normal pocket watch with hour, minute, and second hands, this watch had only a single, solitary hand, currently resting between the two top sections.
This was the Mechanical Transfiguration Pocket Watch.
Lucien could engrave Transfiguration spells on it, up to a total of twelve.
And these Transfigurations were not fixed once engraved; he could change them at any time.
According to the description, these Transfigurations were semi-permanently solidified. As long as Lucien intermittently replenished magic, the engraved Transfiguration effects would persist.
Click—
Lucien pressed the button on the side of the pocket watch, injecting magic while picturing the object in a certain section.
Almost instantly, the pocket watch transformed into a brass shield with rotating gears, large enough to cover his entire body.
Hmm, the Transfiguration was very fast, and it only required injecting magic and imagining the engraved object.
It was much more convenient than casting Transfiguration with a wand.
And, speaking of wands—
Lucien held the shield in his left hand, drew his wand with his right, and lightly tapped a stone.
"Confringo!"
Boom!
The stone immediately exploded into scattered fragments.
The roar of the explosion startled the birds and beasts in the Forbidden Forest into cries.
Yes, using the Transfiguration Pocket Watch did not affect his ability to cast spells with his wand at all.
Moreover, items like the shield could even conceal his figure and defend against some low-power spells or spells that required physical defense.
That's right—this is how a wizard should fight!
What's the point of always leaving one hand empty?
Speaking of which, wasn't this how Gryffindor fought back in the day?
Lucien recalled a book he had read that introduced the deeds of the four founders of Hogwarts.
When describing Godric Gryffindor, it specifically emphasized that he was a legendary dueling master.
Not only was he highly skilled in magic, but his swordsmanship was also exquisite.
It was rumored that Gryffindor's specialty was holding a sword in one hand and a wand in the other—using magic to interfere from a distance, then cleaving his opponent to death with the sword up close.
Lucien thought about it, and it made sense. Gryffindor's relic was a sword; that thing couldn't have just been for display as a ceremonial object, right?
Harry had used it to stab the Basilisk to death, and Neville had used it to cut off the head of the great snake Nagini.
Hmph,
Lucien transformed the shield back into a pocket watch, then pressed the button again, turning it into a metal longsword gleaming with a sharp, cold light.
Hmm, having to revert to the pocket watch before switching forms was a minor drawback.
But fortunately, the Transfiguration speed was very fast; he just needed to grasp the timing of the switch.
He casually performed a beautiful sword flourish, the blade cutting through the air.
Aunt Penelope had hired a sword-fighting tutor for Lucien, so he was not unfamiliar with using a sword.
Although the longsword felt very natural in his hand, Lucien still frowned.
There were still limitations; close-quarters combat was ultimately uncommon for wizards. It would be better to keep a greater distance…
If pure-blood wizards were considering this problem, they might think of crossbows.
But Lucien was Muggle-born and had transmigrated, so…
He transformed the longsword back into a pocket watch, flicked open the cover, and pointed his wand at it while mentally envisioning:
Grip, firing pin, rifling, cylinder…
When the pattern on the section became complete and clear, Lucien smiled and pressed the button.
Heh~
The pocket watch in his hand disappeared, replaced by a brass-colored revolver with rigid, smooth lines!
Lucien waved his wand, Transfiguring a small pebble into a bullet and loading it into the cylinder.
He aimed at a tree trunk.
Bang!
Looking at the charred bullet hole on the tree trunk, Lucien was thoughtful.
The power was that of a normal pistol, but it was still not enough.
In a wizard's battle, who wouldn't cast several layers of Protego and barrier spells on themselves? Otherwise, they wouldn't even dare to say they knew magic.
So, the killing power of a simple bullet was very limited.
However, Lucien felt that he could try to refine some special bullets, using his knowledge of Alchemy to create bullets with magical effects.
Of course, Lucien was very clear that the upper limit was still the magic that contained infinite mysteries.
He didn't expect to blow off the head of a strong opponent like Lord Voldemort with a small pistol, but as long as it could cause even the slightest distraction to the opponent in battle, the scales of victory would slowly tip.
He lowered his head and looked at his hands, very satisfied.
Wand in one hand, gun in the other!
A Youngster Has Arrived in the Dueling World.
…
Putting away the pocket watch, Lucien returned to Hagrid's hut.
He played with the dog for a while, then picked up a small hoe and walked into the adjacent vegetable garden.
Passing through Hagrid's self-planted large pumpkins and juicy tomatoes, Lucien arrived at the corner of the garden.
Two rows of lush green sprouts swayed slightly, as if welcoming his arrival.
Lucien had buried a total of thirty magical Chomping Cabbage seeds.
Although the loan only required planting ten, since it was his first time planting magical plants, he planted a few extra for safety.
Moreover, Lucien was not short on potions; refining potion fertilizers, insecticides, and the like was very convenient, and with the system's daily loan of finished potions, the output was also large.
Besides, even though the excess Chomping Cabbage couldn't be eaten, it could still be disguised as a hidden weapon.
Lucien squatted down to observe the seedlings.
A small opening had already appeared at the top of the sprouts, like a tiny mouth, but the sharp teeth had not yet grown out.
Lucien reached out and scratched the sprout. The small opening actually grinned, as if laughing from being tickled.
He poured fertilizer, sprayed herbicide and insecticide.
Lucien then wielded his hoe to turn over another plot of land nearby, preparing to plant other crops or magical plants.
He didn't know if he truly liked gardening or if it was the effect of the "Diligent Little Gardener" title, but he now always liked to plant something.
He looked up at the full, bright moon.
Lucien chuckled softly.
Returning home with his hoe under the moonlight~