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"Something's wrong. Something's definitely wrong."
Facing the delicious feast before him—a masterpiece gathering culinary techniques from all over the fairytale kingdom—Basil felt like he was chewing on wax.
His mission in this world was to stay for 30 calendar days and retrieve the [Club Component].
Eight days had already passed.
But because of Sophie, and a misunderstanding, he had been targeted by the world's big bad, Rafal.
If he died in this world and respawned back at Hogwarts, he wasn't sure if his mission progress would reset.
Riddle, acting as his system spirit, was equally unsure. But what Riddle did know was that if he died and respawned, returning to the exact moment he left would cost extra Gems.
To save those Gems, Basil couldn't allow himself to die and respawn.
But the strange thing was... this was the moment. He, King Arthur, Rafal's greatest enemy in his eyes, was about to obtain magic.
Yet Rafal had done nothing.
From the start of school until now, the only thing Rafal had done was amplify Beatrice's desires, hoping she would take Basil's purity.
The other professors might blame the chaos during the Animal Communication class two days ago on Rafal.
But Basil knew the truth.
The culprits were himself and Madison.
Right now, they were back in the Great Hall, sitting on the tiered benches just like at the opening ceremony.
Of course, the layout remained unchanged: Good facing Evil.
However, like any school before class officially starts, there were always people venting excess energy outside their seats.
The Good side was fine, just chatting in small groups.
The Evil side, however, was screeching and mocking the "pretentious" Good students across the aisle, constantly making noise like escapees from an asylum.
Even with the two Deans, Professor Dovey and Professor Lesso, already standing on the stage.
Soon enough, Professor Lesso—short-tempered, menopausal, untouched for years, and allegedly still a virgin—couldn't take it anymore.
She shouted, "Shut up! Everyone, find your seats!"
After all the students were seated.
She leaned toward Professor Dovey and whispered in her husky, charming voice, "Let's begin."
Professor Dovey, expecting Lesso's outburst, wasn't surprised at all.
She gave a knowing hum of agreement.
Then she announced loudly, "To obtain magic, your finger must glow."
Professor Lesso, playing the perfect partner, chimed in, "Once you master the trick of making your finger glow, it will prove invaluable."
Hearing this, Beatrice squeezed Basil's hand.
"I can't wait. Once I have magic, I'm going to teach that Never a lesson."
She narrowed her beautiful, emerald-like eyes, trying to look fierce.
But combined with her baby fat, she only looked cute.
Meanwhile, her follower, the Japanese princess Kiko, was also very excited.
She grabbed Agatha—Basil's "daughter-in-law"—and shared her dreams.
"Some people can turn into animals after getting magic."
"I want to turn into a cat at night and sleep by the stove."
Her eyes were full of longing. "It's so warm."
Basil was speechless.
Turning into an animal just for that?
Truly a fairytale princess. Even if she wasn't the prettiest, her innocence definitely qualified.
But this made Basil sigh with emotion.
There was similar magic in the Harry Potter world.
Called an Animagus.
A portmanteau of the Latin "magus" (wizard) and the English "animal".
So, an Animal Wizard.
Just from the specialized title, you could tell how difficult this magic was.
To become an Animagus, one must possess talent in both Transfiguration and Potions.
Meaning, on top of superb Transfiguration skills, you also had to brew the corresponding potion.
And the brewing of the Animagus potion alone was enough to deter most wizards.
It required a Mandrake leaf soaked in saliva, a strand of one's own hair, dew, and the chrysalis of a Death's-head Hawk Moth.
Crucially, the saliva-soaked Mandrake leaf had to remain in the mouth for a full month (from one full moon to the next). At no point could the leaf be swallowed or taken out. If the leaf left the mouth, the whole process had to restart. It also had to be removed precisely at the full moon.
Then, it had to be placed in a crystal phial, bathed in pure moonlight (if it was cloudy that night, find a new leaf and start over).
Next, the dew had to be collected from a place that hadn't been touched by sunlight or human feet for seven days.
After mixing all ingredients in the crystal phial, it had to be placed in a quiet, dark place, undisturbed and unviewed until the next electrical storm.
While waiting for the storm, at every sunrise and sunset, one had to perform the following action: point the wand tip at the heart and chant: "Amato Animo Animato Animagus."
The wait for a storm could last weeks, months, or even years. During this period, the crystal phial must remain completely undisturbed and untouched by sunlight. Sunlight contamination would lead to the most catastrophic mutations.
If the chanting was repeated continuously at sunrise and sunset, eventually, when the wand tip touched the chest, a second heartbeat would be felt—sometimes stronger than the original, sometimes weaker. Everything must continue unchanged. The incantation must be spoken the correct number of times, without missing a single one.
The moment lightning tore through the sky, one must immediately go to where the phial was buried. If all steps were followed correctly, the potion inside would turn blood-red—just enough for a single gulp.
At this point, the potion was ready.
Next came the transformation.
There were many precautions here too.
First, the transformation site must be spacious and safe. This ensured the process wouldn't attract attention or put one's body in danger.
Then, point the wand tip at the heart, chant "Amato Animo Animato Animagus", and drink the potion.
Second, if successful, intense pain and two rapid heartbeats would be felt. The image of the creature one was about to become would surface in the mind. At this moment, one must accept it wholeheartedly. There was no turning back. Do not dream of changing the form to look like something else.
Third, during the first transformation, one must remain calm. The first shift is usually uncomfortable and terrifying. Clothes, glasses, or jewelry meld into the skin, becoming fur, scales, or claws. Animal instinct overpowers human reason; the animal mind might take dominance and do stupid things, like jumping out a window or running into a wall.
After the transformation is complete, assuming one hasn't turned into a monster, a balance between beast and human is usually reached. Sanity returns.
The first thing to do then is pick up the wand (if separated) and store it safely for retrieval upon reverting to human form.
To return to human form, one must visualize their human self as clearly as possible.
Usually, this is enough, but if the transformation doesn't happen immediately, don't panic. It might just be emotional instability.
Once back in human form, to transform again, wand assistance is needed. Visualize the animal form, and the shift happens.
Also, a skilled Animagus can control whether their clothes and accessories transform with them.
In magical history, some nudist Animagi enjoyed transforming into animals in public, slipping out of their clothes, and then reverting to human form completely naked.
Surprisingly, nudist Animagi were often more adept at the magic, able to transform without wands.
One of Basil's ancestors, also a nudist Animagus, believed this was because their awakened animal nature was stronger than their humanity, making the animal body feel more like their true self.
Compared to the tedious Animagus magic of the Harry Potter world...
In the movie, all one needed was sufficient emotion.
In the movie, Agatha first learned that magic could turn one into an animal, seeing a white dove fly over the wall. And Sophie, whom she cared about most, was on the other side of that wall—in the Blue Forest at night.
At that moment, Sophie's finger glowed. With just a thought, she became a white dove.
Later, possessing Blood Magic and having never transformed before, Sophie turned into a bat and broke into the School Master's tower with just a thought.
So, he could also—
On stage, Professor Lesso's voice rang out. "Shall we begin?"
Basil snapped out of his thoughts.
Both professors took out brooches. They looked like nurses ready to draw blood.
Professor Dovey looked gentle, speaking in a comforting tone, "Don't be afraid, Evers. The Good will feel no pain."
Professor Lesso spoke in a cold tone, "Nevers... it will definitely hurt."
Then they gave instructions for students to line up by house.
Basil narrowed his eyes. "Could these brooches... be trapped?"
He blinked.
Snap! Snap!
[Obtained photo of 'Pin of Good'. Spend 3000 Gems to create Summon Card?_]
[Obtained photo of 'Pin of Evil'. Spend 3000 Gems to create Summon Card?_]
"Yes."
Ching-ching!
Gems: 72,945.487 (-6000)
With a thought, the data for the two Summon Cards appeared on his retina.
[Pin of Good]
[Magic Cost: 6]
[Summons a brooch possessing the Exotic Magic of Good. After piercing the index finger, rotating it 90 degrees, and pulling it out, it opens the barrier between heart and flesh. With sufficient positive emotion, the index finger will tingle and emit white light, creating miracles based on inner desire.]
[HP: 10]
——
[Pin of Evil]
[Magic Cost: 6]
[Summons a brooch possessing the Exotic Magic of Evil. After piercing the index finger, rotating it 90 degrees, and pulling it out, it opens the barrier between heart and flesh. With sufficient negative emotion, the index finger will throb with pain and emit red light, creating miracles based on inner desire.]
[HP: 10]
——
[Magic Book Level: 3 (1100/900)]
——
Basil, deliberately waiting at the back of the line, frowned.
The brooches were fine?
What was Rafal playing at?
Is he really not afraid of Basil gaining magic?
Even obtaining items that could create fairytale wizards couldn't cheer Basil up.
As for the Gems not increasing over time, Basil wasn't surprised.
Because in reality, Hogwarts, Hogsmeade, and the entire London area were his true body.
The System remained in the Harry Potter world.
Time there was frozen relative to this world.
So, unless he actively absorbed material energy like sunlight, recharged supernatural energy like magic, or acquired intangible concepts like knowledge...
His Gems wouldn't increase.
The variables he created in this world would only be calculated into Gems after he returned to the Harry Potter world.
So, Basil was still pondering what conspiracy Rafal was hatching.
Instead of thinking about how to turn masses of Muggles into wizards with the [Pin of Good] and [Pin of Evil].
Creating variables, earning Gems.
"Do I need to use my left hand?"
Sophie's voice drew everyone's attention, including Basil's.
Her figure was petite compared to Professor Lesso.
But the aura she projected was no weaker than the tall professor's.
As she raised her left hand high, her right index finger glowed with pure white light.
Professor Dovey frowned. "Extra holes? Dear, that's not a good idea."
"It will only distract you when casting spells and weaken your magic."
"Besides, Good—"
Professor Lesso finished the sentence, "And Evil do not mix."
Sophie held her head high, glancing sideways at Beatrice. "So, I am undisputedly an Ever? Pie-face."
Beatrice ground her teeth so hard they almost cracked.
Soon, the line reached Basil.
Professor Dovey subconsciously curtsied to him and said, "Please, Your Majesty."
Basil extended his right index finger.
He had been looking forward to this for a long time, but Rafal's inaction made it hard to be happy now.
Hiss!
Basil almost cried out.
The slender brooch pierced his finger and twisted.
But what entered his flesh, piercing through bone and nail, was a warm, comfortable power.
Just like how his finger felt in Beatrice's mouth that day.
That power—similar to emotion, detectable only when his magical field was active, called "Magic" in this world—began to boil.
The core of his [Inspire] talent, an organ constructed conceptually based on the [Source of Negative Emotion] to absorb and store emotions, began to glow.
Dark, despairing, slothful, weak emotions gathered, refined, and evolved into a furnace core, endlessly pouring out the energy this world called Magic.
This magic was named Evil. Born truly from the human heart, far surpassing fairytales, surpassing even Rafal's laughable evil.
Excalibur at Basil's waist also began to glow.
The magic of Good gathered.
Light poured into Basil's now white-glowing finger.
Rumble!
Inside Basil, aside from Evil, the part belonging to Good gradually surged forth.
Like a mirror image, another furnace core appeared beside the core of Evil.
Good expelled Evil; Evil occupied Good.
Two types of true Good and Evil magic, far beyond the imagination of the Fairytale Kingdom, circulated between the two cores.
An unprecedented balance appeared within Basil's body.
The power of eternal life began to shroud him.
In this instant, piercing through cells, down to the deepest genes.
His age was permanently frozen at 25, the peak physical age his body could reach.