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After finishing his rocky pastry at Hagrid's, he returned to the castle, as he had classes in the afternoon.
As he walked into the castle hall, a dwarf intercepted him, pressing a stack of Valentine's Day cards into George's hands. The dwarf then picked up a harp and began to play.
The scene quickly attracted a crowd of curious young witches and wizards, including several girls who had written cards for him.
George didn't try to walk away quickly—doing so would only lead the dwarf to follow him, making things even more awkward.
So, he stood there, holding the pile of Valentine's cards, graciously listening to the dwarf's performance. When it ended, he smiled and said, "Thank you all for your affection. I'll be sure to read every card carefully when I return."
After gathering the cards, he calmly exited the crowd.
Yet, he couldn't help but notice a seventh-year witch among the onlookers staring at him strangely, leaving him momentarily stunned.
Could she have been one of the card writers? By his count, he had received over thirty Valentine's cards—more than he'd expect, even if all the first-year girls had written him one.
This meant that witches from other years must have also contributed.
While cards from second- and third-year students were understandable, wasn't it a bit much for a seventh-year? The age gap was six or seven years, after all.
This reminded him of the "Peanut Butter Teacher" from Shameless—an amusing thought that gave him a slight smirk.
On his way to class, he noticed Harry being pestered by another dwarf. Nearby, Draco snatched Harry's card and began reading it aloud for everyone.
Eventually, Harry managed to reclaim his Valentine's card with a well-timed Disarming Charm.
The Disarming Charm, known as Expelliarmus, doesn't just disarm weapons; it can forcefully eject anything an opponent is holding, sometimes even sending them flying. Whether it's a wand, a sword, a rocket launcher, a tissue, or a cup of tea, it's all sent soaring with the same ease.
Leaving the little spectacle behind, George made his way to Transfiguration class. The next two periods would both be dedicated to Transfiguration.
"Today, we're covering Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration," Professor McGonagall announced, her face set in serious concentration, as George diligently took notes.
Gamp's Law lays down fundamental principles of Transfiguration in this world—essential knowledge for anyone studying the field.
In short, Transfiguration cannot conjure food from thin air, nor can it maintain transformations permanently; for example, turning a table into a pig would revert once the magic wore off.
Additionally, Transfiguration cannot convert magical objects, alter quantities, or create things from nothing.
"How can it be this powerful?"
As George listened intently, he suddenly paused, his face lighting up with surprise.
It turned out that his counterpart in the Fairy Tail world had made an exciting breakthrough.
"Confringo!"
In the woods behind the guild, George brandished his latest wand and cast a Confringo spell.
A transparent, meter-long blade shot from his wand, slicing through a large tree effortlessly—a feat with ten times the power of his Confringo spell in the Harry Potter world.
The sight left even him amazed.
"Natsu's hair... it's that strong?"
Previously, he'd crafted a wand with his own cat hair as the core, but it only provided a slight improvement over his original wand in the main world.
Later, he bought hair from a fairly powerful magical creature from the guild members to make a new wand.
This wand had noticeably better performance, even surpassing his wand from the Harry Potter world.
Recently, Natsu, Lucy, and Happy had completed a task to retrieve a book, returning to the guild. He'd quietly plucked a strand of Natsu's hair to make a third wand.
The result was astonishing—the power of this new wand boosted his magic tenfold, making it a true super wand.
He mused that even the Elder Wand from the Harry Potter world couldn't match this level of enhancement.
All three wands shared the same material for the body, sourced from a magic shop. The difference lay in the cores, and Natsu's hair was evidently far superior to the previous magical creature's hair.
"Could it be that Dragon Slayer mages really possess a body similar to a dragon's? But even if that's the case, this effect is almost too good to be true."
Looking down at his new wand, George couldn't help but marvel again.
"It seems that in the future, I'll have to find a way to become a Dragon Slayer mage myself."
If he could become a Dragon Slayer mage, his innate abilities would be shared across his main body and all his counterparts, giving each of them a dragon-like physique. Then he could simply use his own hair to craft super-powered wands.
This way, even if he found himself in a new world or created a new counterpart, he'd never have to worry about wand issues again.
The key was that, while he often stayed at the guild instead of taking missions, he'd overheard plenty of useful information. One particular bit of knowledge was how to become a Dragon Slayer mage.
Not every Dragon Slayer mage had to be raised by an actual dragon, learning magic from a young age like Natsu. For instance, Makarov's grandson and one of the guild's S-class wizards, Laxus Dreyar, had a different path.
According to Mirajane, Laxus had been frail as a child, so his father acquired a Lightning Dragon Lacrima, embedding it in his body. This turned Laxus into a powerful Lightning Dragon Slayer mage.
In theory, George could become a Dragon Slayer mage, or rather a "Dragon Slayer Cat," if he could find a Dragon Slayer Lacrima made from a dragon's heart and embed it into his own body.
After all, in this world, his body was that of a cat.
The only snag was that Dragon Slayer Lacrima is exceptionally rare. It's a prized treasure, so rare that even if you could afford it, you might never come across one. Without a good dose of luck, even seeing one would be unlikely.
For a cat like him, who lazed around the guild most days, his chances of stumbling upon one were even slimmer.
To find a Dragon Slayer Lacrima, he'd eventually need to start venturing out.
"Forget it; I'll think about it later. In the meantime, I should at least find a better wand shaft."
While Dragon Slayer Lacrima was nearly impossible to obtain, finding a better wand shaft was much more feasible. He could already feel that the shaft of his current super wand wasn't worthy of the core.
With a higher-quality shaft, who knew—his wand's power might elevate to a new level.
"Incendio!"
He waved his wand and tested another spell.
What had once been a simple flame barely strong enough to light a match transformed into a massive column of fire shooting forward.
Over the next hour, he tested dozens of spells. He noticed that while the wand enhanced all magic, its effect on fire, curse, and dark magic was particularly strong, while other spells received a slightly weaker boost.
For instance, curse-based dark spells like Sectumsempra and fire spells saw their power increase by about twelve times, while utility spells like Extension Charms and Repair Charms were boosted only ninefold.
Since Natsu was a fire-type Dragon Slayer mage, it made sense that there'd be an added fire boost. But why curses and dark magic were so heavily enhanced was a bit of a mystery.
Then again, did it really matter? It wasn't like it was hurting him, after all.
(End of Chapter)