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"Direction Revealed—Balthazar!"
Once he had calmed down, George began casting a tracking spell. He needed to determine whether Balthazar and Horvath were still sealed and if the plot had progressed before he could decide on his next course of action.
"Nothing… The tracking magic failed?"
After casting the spell, he noticed that the golden tracking marker didn't appear, indicating that Balthazar was currently in a state where he couldn't be traced.
"Direction Revealed—Horvath!"
He cast the tracking spell again, but once again, it failed.
"It seems they're still sealed."
The fact that both of them couldn't be traced likely meant that the sealing magic was blocking his tracking efforts.
Even though it was already 2010, it seemed the plot hadn't yet unfolded.
"Well, this actually gives me more room to maneuver."
George waved his hand at the balding middle-aged man, saying,
"Empty the Mind!"
He used the Forgetfulness spell to erase the man's memories. After a moment's thought, he cast another spell on the man's head.
"Rapid Hair Growth!"
Under the effects of the spell, the balding man's scalp finally stopped being bare, and thick, full hair quickly grew in.
This was his way of giving the balding man a small reward.
After lifting the Soul Control spell, George walked out of the living room and onto the balcony, unfurling his wings and flying out of the villa.
Once George had left, the balding man regained his senses.
"Huh? How did I end up in the bedroom?"
Looking at the open computer in front of him, the man felt disoriented. He distinctly remembered being in the living room, drinking wine.
"Could I have been too tired? Oh well, I'll just take a shower and sleep. I have an important project meeting tomorrow."
He shut the computer and walked to the bathroom. When he looked into the mirror and saw the thick hair on his head, he froze in astonishment.
"I—I actually have hair now!!!"
The baldness that no medicine or treatment could cure had somehow been reversed, and his hair had grown back—thick and full. It was nothing short of a medical miracle.
Meanwhile, George, flying through the air, cast the tracking spell once more.
"Direction Revealed—Drake Stone!"
This time, the tracking spell succeeded, and a golden arrow appeared before him.
Since both Balthazar and Horvath were still sealed, George decided to locate Drake first.
Drake was the heir to the Morgana Sect in this generation. At the age of fifteen, his master had sought to rescue Morgana but was killed, leaving Drake to live alone.
However, this man hadn't diligently studied magic over the years. Instead, he relied on the basic magic he had learned and became a famous magician, indulging in a life of luxury and fame.
George's interest in him was twofold: the magic ring Drake possessed and the Book of Morgana.
Magicians in this world required a medium to cast spells; without one, it was difficult to perform magic. If George could obtain Drake's magic ring, it could serve as a substitute for a wand.
As for the Book of Morgana, it contained all the magic of the Morgana Sect, and George couldn't afford to overlook it.
As for whether he could defeat Drake—while he lacked a wand and could only cast spells with gestures, defeating someone like Drake, who was essentially an amateur, shouldn't be a problem.
Besides, George wasn't foolish enough to engage in a direct magical duel.
Following the golden arrow, he quickly arrived at the building where Drake lived.
Drake resided on the top floor of the building, and the entire floor was his home. The lights on that floor were still on, indicating that Drake had not yet gone to sleep.
Sneaking a glance through the glass window, George saw Drake surrounded by six stunning women with model-like figures, all celebrating wildly.
"Looks like I'll be waiting a little longer."
To be cautious, George didn't rush in to launch a surprise attack but instead quietly landed on the rooftop of the building. Like a seasoned predator, he patiently waited for the moment when his prey would be most relaxed.
At 3:00 AM, the lights in Drake's room finally went out.
George returned to the outside of the living room window. Looking inside, he saw discarded clothes scattered across the floor and the silhouettes of people vanishing. Quietly, he used the unlocking spell to open the window and, peeking inside, squeezed through.
Carefully, he approached the bedroom door. Listening to the sounds of the six women inside, he began preparing to cast his spell.
With a sharp, loud incantation, George knew that Drake had entered the most relaxed state of mind.
Without hesitation, he forcefully slammed the bedroom door open and cast an immobilizing spell.
"All petrify!"
At the moment the spell shot out, George activated his telekinetic powers. The metal objects in the room rushed toward Drake, and his metal magic ring was forcibly stripped from his hand.
"Giants Transformation!"
After releasing the binding spell, and to prevent any surprises, George simultaneously cast the Giant Transformation spell. His body rapidly enlarged, becoming a massive panda, tall enough for its head to touch the ceiling.
However, his caution proved unnecessary.
Drake, who had just finished casting his spell, didn't have time to react. He was completely unprepared and was immediately struck by George's immobilizing spell, turning to stone on the spot.
At the same time, George's telekinesis swiftly reclaimed the metal magic ring from Drake's hand.
The whole process was surprisingly simple.
After all, Drake was just a mediocre magician, and he spent most of his time indulging in his lustful pursuits. He hardly had any time to study magic.
Moreover, he lived in a peaceful environment, so he likely had no combat experience with other magicians.
If he had been a seasoned magician, he probably would have sensed George's presence as soon as he approached.
"Ahhhhh! A giant panda!!!"
The six naked models in the bed screamed in unison when they saw the towering panda, a massive creature nearly five meters tall, barging into their bedroom. The shock was so great that they all fainted on the spot.
"How pathetic. All that preparation for nothing."
Returning to his normal size, George slipped the metal magic ring onto his paw and tried casting a spell on one of the models.
"Sleep!"
A blue beam of magical light shot out instantly. The power and speed of the spell felt much better than the wand he had in the Harry Potter world, though not as strong as the one in the Fairy Tail world.
After casting the Sleep and Forgetfulness spells on the other five models, George grabbed the bound Drake and carried him to the living room.
Without lifting the binding spell or asking any questions, George directly cast the Mind Reading spell to delve into Drake's memories.
"I found it!"
A wide grin spread across his face. He returned to the bedroom, looked under the bed, and found a specially designed box. Inside was a thick, half-meter-tall book.
It was the Book of Morgana, which contained all the magic of the Morgana Sect.
Meanwhile, Drake, who was frozen in place by George's binding spell, was utterly stunned—so much so that it felt like his brain had short-circuited.
He never could have imagined that one day, while in his bedroom with his lovers, he would be attacked by a magic-wielding panda. Not only had the panda assaulted him, but it had also stolen his magic ring and the coveted Book of Morgana.
It was utterly ridiculous!
(End of Chapter)