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The events in the outside world held no relevance to Ivan; he had already established his stance toward those who plotted against him. If anyone dared to continue their misguided endeavors, his subordinates would not hesitate to act ruthlessly.
Having completed a day's work in the Devil's Cabin, Ivan took Tina and returned to Skull Island. Tina, upon learning that her task was to care for a child, was initially surprised but quickly accepted the responsibility with joy.
As Ivan anticipated, Tina, who was separated from her kids, redirected her maternal instincts toward Kyle, taking excellent care of him. Ivan found solace in this development.
It's worth noting that when Shaw saw Ivan bring back a beautiful woman, he believed Ivan had finally seen reason, ready to find a wife and provide a mother for the child. However, upon learning that Tina was brought forcibly through a contract, Shaw was disheartened, even reaching a point of loathing.
Ivan could only offer a wry smile. As Ivan's mind expanded, he noticed a peculiar pattern: his emotional capacity diminished while his understanding of the world grew. It was akin to an elderly person unable to forget memories but struggling to remember new ones.
Ivan regretted not pursuing genuine love earlier, finding a woman with whom he could share a sincere and lasting connection. However, the opportunity had passed. Ivan, now seemingly enlightened about the universe, had evolved into a new spiritual form. His emotions became more like information—understandable and expressible but challenging to genuinely experience.
Nonetheless, there remained a glimmer of hope. If a woman remained by his side for an extended period, gradually making her way into Ivan's heart, there might be a chance for a deeper connection.
With Tina looking after Kyle, Ivan finally had some free time to delve into his studies, the Boggart obtained from Voldemort.
For a considerable time, in the eyes of wizards in the magical world, Boggart was perceived as a dark magical creature thriving on destruction and causing the demise of countless innocent lives.
However, Ivan's research revealed a different truth. Boggart, to be precise, is a manifestation of pure magical energy, a magical creature born from accidental consciousness. Its breeding is facilitated by a rich magical environment.
Boggart, being a mass of pure energy, requires no magic spell. Only direct magical impact can unleash its formidable power. Lacking any physical entity or brain, Boggart possesses only simple thoughts and instincts. The unintentional damage it inflicts due to the purity of magical energy has led wizards to classify it as a dark magical creature that enjoys malevolent actions.
Wizards, inclined to eliminate dark magical creatures with destructive tendencies, relentlessly pursued Boggarts upon their appearance. As magic elements grew scarcer and less potent, Boggarts faced near extinction.
Ivan contemplated the Boggart before him, considering how to utilize it best. While Boggart possessed magical attributes, lacked a physical form, and absorbed surrounding magic elements rapidly, making it a potent magic source, its attack method was rudimentary—relying on the most basic magical shock. Despite its strength, it amounted to a super thug, unnecessary for Ivan, who already had powerful thugs like Ghost, Simba, the Red Queen, General, Smaug, and Skull Island mutants. Ivan, one of the most formidable individuals on Earth, deemed Boggart's level of thuggery inconsequential.
After pondering, Ivan devised the most fitting use for Boggart. He stored Boggart away, transported the phantom to a clandestine base in London, England, grabbed a handful of Floo powder, tossed it into the fireplace, and entered.
Upon arrival, Ivan found himself at Borgin and Burkes's Black Magic Store. He settled into a chair and waited. Within minutes, Borgin arrived promptly.
"Welcome, my master," he bowed to Ivan without hesitation. Having witnessed Ivan's formidable abilities over the years, he had been entirely subdued.
"Alright, Mr. Borgin, you know I dislike empty gestures. Stand up," Ivan said casually.
Over the years, Bock had efficiently collected various materials, magical knowledge, and creatures for Ivan in the magical world. Satisfied with his contributions, Ivan spoke kindly.
Hearing Ivan's words, Mr. Borgin stood straight and inquired about Ivan's purpose, "I'm curious about your significant business this time, master. It must be worth your visit"
With a half-smile, Ivan gazed at Borgin for a while before finally stating, "You've worked hard, serving me all these years. I've been observing, and the purpose of my visit this time is to give you a special reward."
Mr. Borgin responded with sincerity and fear, "It is my honor to serve the master. How dare I ask for the master's reward"
Initially, Borgin harbored resentment towards Ivan when forced into servitude and slated for slaughter. At the time, he wished to tear Ivan apart. However, Ivan implanted a group of nano-robots in Borgin's mind, giving Ivan complete control over life and death. Borgin's autonomy could be revoked at any moment, a painful realization, especially after experiencing Ivan's life and death talisman.
As time passed, Borgin discovered that this situation wasn't entirely negative. With Ivan's assistance, he not only gained strength but also acquired various magical knowledge. With his current prowess, Borgin felt fearless even against formidable wizards like Dumbledore and Voldemort.
Smiling, Ivan stated, "Merit deserves reward, and failure warrants punishment. It's basic common sense for a superior. I've observed your hard work over the years, and I am highly satisfied. This reward is well-deserved, and I believe you'll appreciate it."
Intrigued by Ivan's mention of the reward, Borgin, now significantly stronger due to Ivan's assistance, secretly controlled two powerful wizards with the nano-robots left by Ivan. A substantial portion of the magical world's dark forces now rested in Borgin's hands through his black magic materials store.
With his confident demeanor, Borgin, understanding his master, sensed that this gift was extraordinary. Ivan then teased, "Mr. Borgin, would you like power surpassing Dumbledore and Voldemort, experiencing the thrill of absolute power?"
A resounding roar echoed in Borgin's head. Surpassing the strength of both the Dark Lord and Dumbledore—was it truly possible? Could he genuinely possess such power?
Dumbledore, hailed as the greatest white wizard of centuries, possessed unparalleled strength. Voldemort, a rare genius in thousands of years, trailed slightly behind Dumbledore but held the advantage of youth, poised to catch up.
The prospect of surpassing the two strongest wizards of modern times ignited a passionate fire within Borgin. Overwhelmed with excitement, he stammered, "Lord, Lord...Master, are you saying...is it true? Can I have..."
Ivan raised his hand, halting the enthusiastic Mr. Borgin. "Don't get too excited. I recently obtained something that can enhance wizards' strength, and among the wizards, you have the most credit. Thus, I thought of you. You deserve it."
"Many thanks to the master. Thank you for the gift, master. I will work even harder to serve you in the future. I will definitely..." Borgin knelt, expressing his gratitude and loyalty.
"Very well. Sit in the chair and don't move. Leave it to me."
Ivan released Boggart, recognizable by its iconic thick, ink-like appearance. Though restrained by Ivan, Boggart remained immobile, surprising Borgin.
Borgin had long admired the notorious black magic creature Boggart. However, the method used by Ivan to enhance his strength appeared to involve silence. Despite a desire to refuse, Borgin didn't dare to voice it, fearing he might appear untrusting. He sat obediently, hoping his master's approach would be reliable without any mishaps.
While Borgin felt uneasy, Ivan began the process. A look of excitement adorned Ivan's face as he unleashed powerful magic from his fingertips, drawing out magic runes that accumulated into an intricate formation. Thousands of runes combined to form a mysterious rune array.
Satisfied, Ivan waved his hand, and the rune formation enveloped Boggart, suspended in the air.
A beast-like scream resonated as the rich magic power on Boggart was absorbed by the rune magic circle. The two entities fused, creating an ethereal form. The merged Boggart, resembling a human figure, seemed to perpetually cry, sending shivers down the spine.
Without hesitation, Ivan directed the rune formation, carrying Boggart into Borgin's body. Unfathomable magic power permeated every inch of Borgin's flesh and blood.