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The Outset ( I - VIII ) 10,000 Words
"Mr. John, I'm resigning," Maverick said firmly, handing over his resignation letter to the middle-aged man.
"Maverick Caesar, are you serious?" John ran a hand through his hair, glancing between Maverick, who looked a bit embarrassed, and the letter.
"I know this sounds odd, but… I've got some new plans for my future." Maverick shrugged, trying to keep his tone relaxed.
"But you just started this morning!" John's face showed pure disbelief, as if he couldn't tell if Maverick was joking.
"I know… I'm really sorry, but I have to make this choice." Maverick sounded hesitant, but there was a spark of excitement in his eyes.
John sighed, clearly taken aback and struggling to find the right words. After a moment, he nodded. "Alright… good luck with whatever you're up to… just, good luck!"
"Thanks!" Maverick replied, turning back to the office to gather his things—not that he had much, since it was his first day.
Now, this might seem a bit sudden, so let's rewind a little.
Maverick Caesar, to put it simply, was a lucky guy who got isekai'd. In his previous life, he was just an ordinary guy with an ordinary background, living a fairly uneventful life. He had just finished high school... well, let's skip the details.
The last thing he remembered was passing out after binge-watching the Harry Potter films. Next thing he knew, for reasons he couldn't explain, he woke up as a newborn in Manchester, England, in 1970.
In this new life, however, his background was far from average. His mother, Ariel Caesar, was the head editor at a major publishing house, and his father, Michael Caesar, was a politician in the British parliament when he was born.
In other words, he was born into a wealthy and influential family.
With such privilege, he didn't feel the need to rush into using his knowledge of the future to chase after riches. Instead, he took his time. He first tasked himself with making a name for himself, and with his mother's background, the entertainment industry was the easiest starting point.
He excelled at every level from primary school onward, graduating high school with top grades. It wasn't anything to brag about—he was simply repeating what he had already done.
Afterward, he shared his interest with his parents, hoping for their support, and they did, without much question.
He joined a London film and television company as a management intern, eager to learn the ropes. After gaining experience, he planned to eventually launch his own business.
He planned to recreate the "cinematic masterpieces" from his memories and partner with his mother's publishing company, ultimately turning both into industry leaders.
Maverick's first day at John Foster Film and Television Company started smoothly on July 4, 1988. Everything was falling into place—well, until the most unexpected event turned all his plans upside down.
Back to the Present
After gathering his few belongings, Maverick left the television company and headed to the coffee shop on the corner. He settled into a window seat with a cup of coffee, appearing calm, as if enjoying a quiet moment. But beneath that calm facade, he was fixated on a glowing blue screen that only he could see.
That's right! Maverick had just thrown all his ambitious blueprints out the window, all because of this—the legendary system granted to all transmigrators. It had appeared on his very first day of work.
Displayed on the virtual screen was his character panel:
[ Name: Maverick Caesar ]
[ Class: Wizard ]
[ Rank: Mage Apprentice ]
Progression: Novice Mage Apprentice Magus Great Magus Arch Magus Warlock Supreme Magus
[ Magical Energy: 10 + ]
[ Points: 10 ] (Increases by 10 points per day)
[ Extraordinary Characteristic Points: 1 ] (Increases by 1 point per year)
[ Extraordinary Characteristics: None ]
[ Talents: None ]
[ Spells: None ]
Staring at the interface, Maverick felt a mix of emotions but quickly set them aside to focus. Judging from his stats, he figured he was at a beginner level, with only 10 points of Magical Energy.
Luckily, his "system" granted him 10 points every day, though he wasn't sure what they were for just yet. Spotting a "+" sign next to Magical Energy, he decided to give it a try and tapped it.
To anyone watching, Maverick probably looked ridiculous, waving his fingers in the air. But he didn't care. The moment he tapped the "+" a surge of energy rushed through him, making him feel both powerful and refreshed, like he'd just finished a workout and followed it with an ice-cold shower.
His Magical Energy went up to 11, but he decided to save the rest of the points for later. Curious, he focused on the section labeled "Extraordinary Characteristics," but nothing else showed up, even after a few clicks and lots of concentration.
As far as he could tell, his system was pretty basic—none of the usual attributes like strength, stamina, or defense that he might've expected. For now, the only thing he could figure out was that he could raise his Magical Energy daily, though he had no clue what that would actually let him do.
After a while, Maverick's mind was buzzing with ideas. He tried focusing on skills he already knew, like driving, programming, and writing, hoping they might appear on the panel. But nothing happened.
'I'll learn more about this system when something extraordinary happens,' he thought with a sigh.
Still, Maverick couldn't help but feel hopeful. The steady gain of 10 points every day was a comforting thought.
Then, a realization struck him—this world! For 18 years, he'd lived here without questioning anything, assuming he'd simply been reborn in Britain a few decades earlier. But now, with the sudden appearance of the system, he wasn't so sure.
Was this really just a simple rebirth, or was it a parallel world with hidden powers? Without his cheat, he wouldn't have questioned it, but the presence of "Magical Energy" made him rethink everything.
He figured it would be better to stay under the radar until everything was figured out. Thinking back on his impulsive decision earlier, a twinge of regret hit him.
In his excitement over the system, he had quit on a whim. It was too late to go back and ask Mr. John for his position; that would be humiliating.
With a thought, he dismissed the character panel and started thinking over his next steps.
Lost in thought, Maverick spent hours weighing his options until noon. Still without a clear plan, he ordered a simple bowl of pasta and ate, his mind churning as he considered his next move.
After stepping out of the coffee shop, Maverick's worries faded a little. Watching cars rush by, he felt an odd sense of affection—even for the smell of smoke drifting through the air. And why not? Who wouldn't feel a mix of awe and excitement after gaining a superpower?
As he strolled down the street, his eyes drifted over the row of bookstores, one by one, until a strange-looking shop caught his attention. "Wait… what's this?" He stopped, staring at the dark, slightly run-down building in front of him. He glanced around. "Yeah, this is Charing Cross Road. Lots of bookstores on this street," he muttered, looking back at the shop.
Sure enough, tucked between a bookstore and a record store, there was a dark, shabby-looking place he'd never noticed before. Maverick felt a bit confused. He'd walked down this street countless times—including just this morning on his way to work—yet he couldn't remember ever seeing this shop. How did it suddenly appear? Did I miss it before, or…
A thought crossed his mind, but he brushed it off. Then, he noticed the sign with a few letters faded, and suddenly, the words "Leaky Cauldron" popped into his mind. And then, it hit him: Wait… this is THE Leaky Cauldron!
It was the only thing that made sense. After all, at this point in time, the "Harry Potter" series hadn't even been published yet, so there was no way anyone could've created this shop as a coincidence.
Maverick had once thought about copying the Harry Potter series, but he never imagined the magical world could actually be real. Yet here he was: a "system" had suddenly activated for him today, he'd awakened magical abilities, and now, proof of a hidden magical world was right in front of him.
After taking a closer look, Maverick was sure he wasn't imagining things. There was definitely an extra shop in a spot he'd always overlooked. He figured it might be something he could only see now that he had magic. After all, the Leaky Cauldron was supposed to be hidden by spells that kept Muggles from noticing it—and only wizards could see it.
Wanting to double-check his theory, he stepped into the bookstore next door. "Looking to buy a book, young man?" a man in a brown leather coat and jeans asked, walking over. His hair was parted down the middle, and he looked like he might be the owner. Maverick struck up a conversation, pretending to browse, and after a few minutes, he bought a copy of the Encyclopedia Britannica.
"Oh, by the way, do you know what that dark shop next door sells?" Maverick asked casually as he was about to leave.
The owner looked puzzled. "A dark shop? What shop are you talking about?"
"Oh, my mistake, sir. Sorry about that," Maverick said, quickly making his exit.
Back on the street, Maverick clenched his fists in excitement, thinking, It really is the Leaky Cauldron… and if it is, then I can get into Diagon Alley. But along with the excitement, he felt a wave of disappointment. I'm 18 now… There's no way I'll get to enroll at Hogwarts and learn magic properly, he thought, frustrated.
Why couldn't my system have appeared when I was 11? he grumbled to himself. But there was no point in regrets now. His only option was to get into Diagon Alley, find a wand, and stock up on magic books. Since his magic had awakened, self-learning had become his top priority. But even though he wanted to rush in, he knew he'd need a solid plan first.
He looked at the Encyclopedia Britannica in his hand, a smile creeping onto his face. I can just say I'm a wizard studying Muggle life… And I'll need money too. Galleons, right? And some reason to get a wand and stay in Diagon Alley for a while. Feeling a bit more prepared, Maverick turned and headed home, planning to come back tomorrow.
The next morning, Maverick stood outside the familiar yet mysterious-looking pub, feeling calmer. Taking a deep breath, he pushed open the wooden door of the Leaky Cauldron and stepped inside. Immediately, it felt like he'd entered a whole new world, far from the busy street outside.
The bar was dim, with a few tables scattered around, some half-hidden in shadow. Flickering candles on some tables gave just enough light to see the room's details. He noticed a few older men and women in robes—definitely wizards. This is it—the Leaky Cauldron, he thought, excitement bubbling up. Behind the bar was an old, bald man who looked a bit like a toothless walnut. That's gotta be Tom, the owner.
As Maverick walked in, most of the wizards barely glanced his way, though a few gave him curious looks. Maverick just avoided eye contact. "Hello, young man. Do you need anything?" Maverick was surprised when the old man—probably Tom—spoke first.
"Oh, yes. I was studying a spell recently, and, well, my wand got damaged," Maverick said, trying to sound calm even though he was nervous. "So I need to go to Diagon Alley to get a new one." He shrugged casually, using the excuse he'd prepared.
He did his best to look natural, not letting any hint of doubt show. "Is that so?" Tom asked, eyeing him with some suspicion, which made Maverick's heart race. But then, whether convinced by Maverick's story or just not wanting to pry, Tom gave a nod and gestured for him to follow. "Alright, come with me."
Maverick followed Tom through the bar and out into a small, walled courtyard. Aside from some weeds and a trash can in the corner, it looked pretty empty. "Count three bricks up from the top of the trash can, then two to the right, and tap three times," Tom muttered, pulling out his wand and tapping the wall. As Maverick watched, the bricks began shifting, forming a hole that quickly widened into a passageway. Diagon Alley—the heart of the wizarding world—lay open before him.
"Be careful with your magic experiments next time, young man," Tom said with a final look.
"Yes, sir, I will," Maverick replied with a smile, giving a little nod. He stepped officially into Diagon Alley. Turning back, he saw the entrance close again, replaced by a solid brick wall. Incredible, he thought, barely containing his awe.
The streets ahead were bustling with people—shopping, chatting, going about their day. With students prepping for Hogwarts, the whole alley was alive with energy. Owl shops, broom stores, and shops filled with strange silverware lined the streets. Even though he'd prepared himself for this moment, Maverick was completely captivated.
This is really the wizarding world! he thought, an exaggerated smile spreading across his face. But he quickly reined in his excitement; he'd need to exchange some money first if he wanted to buy anything. Following the crowd, he found himself outside a striking white building. This must be Gringotts—the wizarding bank.
Inside, goblins were hard at work behind tall counters, each absorbed in their tasks. Maverick approached one and said, "Hello, I'd like to exchange some pounds for Galleons," pulling out ten 100-pound notes.
The goblin gave him a skeptical look. "You're not from around here, are you?" Maverick tensed up, doing his best to stay calm.
"Uh, well, I've been living in Muggle society, doing research—" Maverick began, but the goblin cut him off.
"I don't need your life story," the goblin said with a scowl. "Muggle-borns can exchange up to 50 Galleons at a rate of five pounds per Galleon, once per month. That's basic knowledge," he sneered.
Great, Maverick thought. "Right. I've been away for a while…" he started to explain, but the goblin interrupted him again.
"I don't care," the goblin replied impatiently. "That'll be 250 pounds." He took three of Maverick's 100-pound notes, handed back the remaining 700 pounds, and tossed a small pouch of 50 Galleons at him.
Maverick decided not to argue over the leftover 50 pounds. He had more than just cash to exchange. Knowing there might be restrictions, he'd also brought a solid gold piece as backup. "Anything else?" the goblin asked, eyeing him suspiciously as he stayed by the counter.
"Yes," Maverick replied, pulling a small gold trapezoid from his bag, weighing about 200 grams.
The goblin's demeanor instantly shifted, his irritation turning to a glimmer of interest. "198 grams… or seven ounces of 99% pure gold. How much for this?" Maverick asked.
The goblin snatched the gold and inspected it with a small magnifying tool. "Where did you get this?" he asked, eyeing Maverick with suspicion and greed.
"It's mine. My Muggle family is well-off," Maverick said smoothly, giving just enough detail to satisfy the goblin's curiosity.
The goblin and Maverick locked eyes for a moment, each sizing up the other. Finally, Maverick sighed, showing a hint of impatience. "Give it back. I can always sell it somewhere else if this isn't—"
"Three thousand Galleons!" the goblin interrupted, startling Maverick. Three thousand? he thought, caught off guard.
He quickly recovered, ready to push for the highest price possible. "Five thousand. Not a Galleon less," he said firmly.
"Deal!" the goblin agreed instantly, surprising Maverick again.
The goblin tossed another small, enchanted bag at Maverick, this one also filled with Galleons. Maybe my info was wrong, or these goblins are even greedier than I thought, Maverick considered, realizing he might have miscalculated. Either way, he now had 5,050 Galleons—a huge sum for a new wizard.
Without a word, Maverick turned and left Gringotts, feeling both accomplished and ready to start his journey.
After exchanging his money, Maverick's next stop was getting a wand. For any wizard, a wand is pretty much everything. Without it, you're almost helpless.
Sure, powerful wizards like Dumbledore and Voldemort could cast spells without a wand, but that's a whole different level of magic.
The fact that there's a specific spell just to disarm wands shows how crucial they are. So, he pushed through the crowd, knowing he'd have to get one, no matter the cost.
As he walked, Maverick passed bookstores, joke shops, owl shops, Madam Malkin's for robes, and even a Quidditch supply store. However, he remained focused, knowing exactly where he needed to go: Ollivander's Wand Shop.
He remembered this shop vividly, one of the oldest in the wizarding world, where young wizards like Harry Potter and Hermione Granger had come to get their wands.
But a sense of worry settled over him. He recalled that the shop owner, Ollivander, was known for his sharp memory—and that could pose a problem.
Maverick considered making up a story about his wand breaking while he was practicing a spell. He knew Muggle-borns like Hermione didn't have the same issue, but since he'd supposedly been living "abroad" for years, it'd make sense he didn't buy a wand locally and instead came to Ollivander, the wand master, in London.
As he thought about this, he started wondering about wands in general, especially if they had a "trace." From what he remembered, wizards under seventeen had a trace, which let the Ministry detect magic around them. But it only worked when no adults were nearby, so it was unlikely the trace was on the wand itself. Maverick guessed it was more like a range detector. Either way, he didn't care much—he was already eighteen.
Ollivander's Wand Shop was small and a little shabby. The sign on the door was peeling, but it still read, "Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 BC."
Maverick pushed open the door and stepped into the quiet, somewhat messy store. Boxes were stacked from floor to ceiling, each likely holding a wand.
"Good morning!" A voice snapped him out of his thoughts, and he looked up to see an elderly man with silvery eyes and gray hair. It was Ollivander himself.
"Oh, hello, Mr. Ollivander. I'd like to buy a new wand—my old one broke," Maverick said, managing a friendly smile.
Ollivander narrowed his eyes, studying him. "As far as I recall, you haven't bought a wand from me before."
"Ah, yes, that's true, Mr. Ollivander. I've been studying in the Muggle world for a while, and my wand broke while I was trying to block a spell. So I thought I'd come here for a quality wand," Maverick explained, using the chance to flatter Ollivander's reputation.
Ollivander's expression softened. "Ah, I see! Well, you've come to the right place," he said with pride. Then, he walked over to a shelf, picked a box, and handed it to Maverick. "Here, try this one. Ash wood, unicorn hair, 12 inches."
Maverick was a bit thrown off. He'd expected Ollivander to measure him or ask more questions. But he shook it off, took the wand, and held it in his right hand. Suddenly, a soft breeze seemed to fill the shop, and a strange, joyful feeling washed over him.
The wand felt right, almost like it was becoming part of him. Even the tiny bit of magical energy he had seemed to react.
"Ah, yes! First try… very rare," Ollivander said, clearly pleased.
Maverick took a deep breath, realizing he'd found his match on the first try. Just then, a screen flashed in his mind, showing a prompt:
[ Item: Magic Wand ]
[ Extraordinary Characteristic: Casting ]
[ Grade: Excellent ]
[ Do you want to use one Extraordinary Characteristic Point to replicate it? ]
Two buttons labeled "Yes" and "No" appeared below this text.
But Maverick didn't have time to think it over now. He put the wand away and asked, "Mr. Ollivander, how much is it?"
"Seven Galleons," Ollivander replied, a fair price. Maverick, recalling from before, knew it was the usual cost. He paid and left Ollivander's, excited to explore this new system function but focused on getting his supplies first.
First, he went to a robe shop and got a good set of robes. Then, he visited Flourish and Blotts, where he bought every Standard Spellbook available, from beginner to advanced.
He also picked up Transfiguration guides and Magic Theory books. Thankfully, he found bags enchanted with extension charms, making it easy to carry everything.
After all that shopping, he still had over 4,500 Galleons left. Since it was his first time shopping in Diagon Alley, he didn't want to buy unnecessary items like cauldrons, scales, or random magical tools.
He went back to the Leaky Cauldron, planning to stay for a while. With all the stuff he'd bought, he couldn't risk drawing attention or using magic in the Muggle world—the consequences could be serious.
Maverick booked a tiny, 15-square-meter room at the Leaky Cauldron for a few weeks. There was a worn table by the bed, and each corner had a candle lit, giving the dim space some decent light.
Even though the room was a bit shabby, it was cleaner and more comfortable than he expected. With all the chaos in the lobby, where wizards looked a little disheveled, he didn't think the guest rooms would be this nice.
After dropping all his purchases on the table, Maverick picked up the wand again. Instantly, a transparent panel appeared in front of him, showing the same message as before:
[ Discovered an Extraordinary Characteristic: Casting ]
[ Grade: Excellent ]
[ Do you want to use one Extraordinary Characteristic Point to replicate it? ]
Maverick took a deep breath and clicked the "Yes" button with his mind. Nothing seemed to happen with the wand in his hand, but the pop-up disappeared, and the character panel changed slightly:
[ Name: Maverick Caesar ]
[ Class: Wizard ]
[ Rank: Mage Apprentice ]
[ Magical Energy: 11 + ]
[ Points: 9 ]
[ Extraordinary Characteristic Points: 0 ]
[ Extraordinary Characteristics: Excellent grade spellcasting (unfused) ]
Note: Extraordinary Characteristics Grade: Basic Excellent Mythical
[ Talents: None ]
[ Spells: None ]
Maverick was surprised by the changes in the panel. It was clear he had used his only Extraordinary Characteristic Point to replicate the wand's excellent spellcasting ability. The "unfused" note meant he needed to merge that ability with himself. The wand felt like an extension of his own hand, which suggested it was a perfect match, just as Ollivander said.
But what did "fusion" mean? Maverick focused on the unfused spellcasting characteristic on the panel. Suddenly, a new pop-up appeared:
[ Would you like to fuse the Extraordinary Characteristic: Excellent Grade Spellcasting? ]
[ Yes ] [ No ]
After taking another deep breath, he decided to merge.
[Yes]
As soon as he made that choice, a tingling sensation shot through his fingers. It took about five minutes for the feeling to fade completely.
At this moment, Maverick felt as though his fingers truly embodied the sensation of holding his magic wand, capable of replicating it entirely.
He glanced at the extraordinary characteristics section of his panel and noticed a change:
[ Extraordinary Characteristics: Excellent grade spellcasting ]
The "unfused" note was gone, and he felt a new connection to the wand in his hands. However, Maverick still didn't know the difference between casting spells with a wand and without one since he hadn't learned any spells yet. So, his next goal was to learn some spells—at least to confirm the feeling he had now.
Maverick preferred to keep a low profile, treating this newfound ability as his trump card while using the wand to maintain his disguise.
He also had another concern: What did Magical Energy mean, and how was it connected to his rank?
According to the panel, he was now an Apprentice Mage, which was one rank above Novice. Did that mean wizards with less than 10 Magical Energy were considered Novices? What about young wizards like Harry Potter and Hermione Granger when they first started school? And how would professors rank in terms of Magical Energy?
The more he analyzed the panel, the more questions popped into his head. He didn't remember any ranking system for magical power from the "Harry Potter" series. It only mentioned that young wizards' magical power would grow with age after awakening or during a "Magic Riot," and that it would keep increasing until adulthood.
It was now July 1988, and soon it would be time for this year's young wizards to enter school. But Harry, Hermione, and Ron wouldn't start for another three years. This meant Maverick had over three years to learn before the plot officially kicked off.
His best bet was to stay away from Hogwarts, the center of it all, and develop his skills quietly.
Still, some books needed for Hogwarts courses weren't available at Flourish and Blotts. For instance, Maverick was eager to learn advanced spatial magic like the Undetectable Extension Charm and Apparition. Those seemed to be only taught at Hogwarts or other schools.
He was also drawn to the Hogwarts library. So, applying for a teaching position at Hogwarts before Voldemort's return seemed like a smart move.
If he could leave after Voldemort came back, he'd hide away. If not, he'd use those years to get as strong as possible so he wouldn't be scared of Voldemort. With his powerful system backing him up, Maverick felt more confident knowing he had a few years to prepare.
Right now, his level wasn't high enough to apply for a job at Hogwarts, so he planned to study hard for a year, take his OWLs and NEWTs at some school abroad, and get a teaching position before Harry Potter and his friends started.
Since he gained 10 points every day, Maverick was sure he'd level up faster than anyone else.
After all, if Gilderoy Lockhart, a notorious fraud, could become a professor, then surely he could too.
"I need to think carefully about what professor position to go for…" he mused, considering his options for the future.
After ordering some food, Maverick dove into his studies and kept at it until evening. He finally closed the book Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling and let out a sigh of relief.
Now he had a decent grasp of the magic in this world. By comparing his memories from his past life with what he learned in the book, he figured out that for wizards to successfully cast spells, it wasn't just about waving their wands or having the right emotions; there was another key element: "Magical Energy."
He was 99% sure that the "Magical Energy" mentioned in his system panel was the same as the energy he read about.
This realization helped Maverick understand why many adult wizards struggled to cast advanced spells effectively. Even if they knew the spell and felt the right emotions, the actual spell output depended on how much Magical Energy they had.
For beginners, all three elements—incantation or wand movement, Magical Energy, and emotion—were crucial for casting a spell.
But experts like Dumbledore or Voldemort could skip the incantation or wand movement, relying solely on their emotions and magical energy. For them, the wand movements and spells felt instinctive, deeply ingrained in their subconscious.
The role of emotions was especially important for spells like the Unforgivable Curses and the Patronus Charm. To cast an Unforgivable Curse, a wizard needed to summon intense malice toward their target—enough to actually kill them. Only then could the curse's true power come out.
On the flip side, the Patronus Charm required very positive emotions. When young wizards learn this spell, they're asked to think about their happiest memories because that's the best way to tap into those positive feelings.
Apprentice Mages could cast both kinds of spells, since emotion acted as the catalyst. But ultimately, if a wizard didn't have enough Magical Energy, well, as Alastor Moody would say, they could just end up with a nosebleed.
Of course, these were just Maverick's logical guesses based on the book he read and his memories. He could only confirm them later.
Setting aside Magical Theory, Maverick picked up Standard Spells: Elementary to continue his studies. As a complete beginner, he had to start with the basics.
He turned to the first page, calmed himself, and took out his wand. Closing the book, he set it aside on the table.
"Wingardium Leviosa!" Maverick said, waving his wand at the book.
To his surprise, the book slowly floated up as he moved his wand.
'First try? Am I a genius or what?' he thought, feeling pretty pleased with himself.
Afterward, he set down his wand and repeated the incantation, this time pointing his finger at the book. No surprise here: the spell worked just as well.
With two successful attempts under his belt, Maverick couldn't help but grin. This meant he really was a wizard now!
At that moment, the system panel popped up again, showing him some new info. Next to "Spells," the "Levitation Charm" appeared, along with his proficiency level in it.
Even better, just like the "Magical Energy" indicator, there was a () sign next to it, suggesting he could invest his points to boost his spell proficiency.
[ Name: Maverick Caeser ]
[ Class: Wizard ]
[ Rank: Mage Apprentice ]
[ Magical Energy: 11 + ]
[ Points: 19 ]
(Increases by 10 points per day)
[ Extraordinary Characteristic Points: 0 ]
(Increases by 1 point per year)
[ Extraordinary Characteristics: Excellent grade spellcasting ]
[ Talent: None ]
[ Spells: Levitation Charm (Beginner +) ]
He focused on the (+) sign next to the Levitation Charm, and sure enough, another pop-up panel appeared.
[ Spend 10 points to increase the proficiency of spell "Levitation Charm"? ]
Note:
Spell proficiency promotion:
Beginner — Intermediate (10 Points)
Intermediate — Advanced (100 Points)
Advanced — Master (1000 Points)
Master — Ultimate (5000 Points)
Talent proficiency promotion:
Beginner — Intermediate (10 Points)
Intermediate — Advanced (100 Points)
Advanced — Master (5000 Points)
Master — Ultimate (10000 Points)
[ Proficiency can also increase through practice, but the points required to advance levels stay the same. If proficiency improves with practice enough to meet the system's standards, it will update and show the new level. ]
'Hmm... I should note downsome of this.'
[ Spend 10 points to increase the proficiency of spell "Levitation Charm"? ]
[YES] [NO]
Without thinking twice, Maverick hit "YES," and a rush of information and muscle memory flowed through him.
It didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Instead, it was like recalling something from his past life, like skills he already had—like swimming or speaking a language. He just knew he could do it.
The sensation lasted only a few seconds before fading away. To test his newfound knowledge, he waved his wand while saying, "Wingardium Leviosa."
This time, the book floated up with much more speed and smoothness than during his first attempt.
Maverick then glanced at the Magical Energy indicator and frowned. It still showed 11.
He tried casting the spell again while watching the virtual screen, but the value didn't change. He repeated the action several times, but still nothing.
Practicing the spell didn't affect his Magical Energy at all; it was like it wasn't used up.
Maverick plopped back down on the bed, thinking it over. 'That's right! In this world, it seems wizards don't actually use up their "Magic" when they cast spells. It's more like a workout. Sure, it makes you tired, but you're really just burning stamina, not magical energy.'
He dug into his memories from the Harry Potter series and the Fantastic Beasts movies. He couldn't recall a single time a wizard ran out of magic. But it made sense; anyone who focuses on something for hours is bound to feel tired eventually.
So, Maverick added another task to his list: he needed to confirm whether wizards used their Magical Energy or something else when casting spells.
Then another thought popped up, making his curiosity spike.
'If casting a spell doesn't use up Magical Energy, then what decides who's more powerful? Is it the number of spells they know, their Magical Energy, or both?'
According to the Magical Theory book, wizards were ranked from Novice to Mage Apprentice, then Magus, Great Magus, Arch Magus, Warlock, and finally Supreme Magus.
That was clearly different from the magical world in the movies he remembered. There was never any mention of wizard rankings or classes. Did J.K. Rowling just simplify it too much?
Back to the topic, his system also showed wizard rankings just like the theory book he had just read. But it didn't explain why; it just said that higher ranks meant more powerful wizards.
So, Maverick decided he needed to find answers. That way, he could make the best use of the points he earned daily and level up as quickly and efficiently as possible.
'Let's take it easy. I still have three years before the plot kicks off...' he reminded himself.
'Today, I'll try to figure out what gets used up when casting spells. Even if it is magic, the law of conservation of energy still applies, right? Probably...'
After pondering for a few minutes, Maverick stood up and faced the bed in his room.
He paced back and forth a few times before squatting down and grabbing the wooden planks.
Using only his physical strength, he tried to lift the bed, only to nearly let out a fart when he released it.
The bed only lifted slightly—about five centimeters—from the side he gripped.
'Super heavy.'
After taking a minute to catch his breath, he tried using magic. Standing about three feet away from the bed, he pointed his wand and focused on the Levitation Charm to lift the whole thing.
"Wingardium Leviosa!"
Immediately, he felt a wave of heaviness wash over him, while the bed very slowly lifted. It only went up about ten centimeters, but at least it was the entire bed this time, not just one side.
He felt like he could keep the bed levitated for at least half a minute before the heaviness made him really tired.
Sure enough, when nearly a minute had passed, he slowly set the bed down, feeling the fatigue catch up with him.
Taking a deep breath, he checked for any changes, and as he guessed, there was no change in the Magical Energy unit.
From this, he confirmed that casting the spell didn't use his Magical Energy; it was something more logical: his stamina!
Once again, he got ready to repeat the experiment, but this time he added nine points to his Magical Energy, bringing the total to 20.
A feeling of comfort washed over him, and his fatigue faded quickly—in just five minutes.
Another important point he noted from the last experiment was that he could use points to recover from fatigue faster.
However, that seemed really inefficient—using points just for that—so he quickly dismissed the idea.
He tried lifting the bed by hand again, like last time, and noticed it felt a bit lighter. Before, he could only lift it about five centimeters, but now he could manage about ten. It wasn't a huge height, but it was definitely a noticeable difference.
After taking another quick break to make sure he was fully rested, he repeated the process using magic. This time, the bed rose much higher—at least twice as high as before. The heaviness he felt was still there, but it was much less intense than it had been earlier.
After about a minute and a half, he gently set the bed back down.
"Haha…" Maverick chuckled to himself, feeling satisfied.
He could finally confirm what his Magical Energy represented: it was basically power. The more Magical Energy he had, the stronger his body—and his spells—would be.
Feeling relieved by this realization, he remembered that his system automatically accumulated ten points every day. He could use these points to either boost his spell proficiency or increase his Magical Energy. This meant his overall strength would grow every day.
Six months had passed since Maverick started learning magic.
The past half-year had been incredibly fulfilling for him. Now, after spending all that time in the wizarding world, he felt sure no one would mistake him for a beginner.
He'd learned tons about the wizarding world, its history, and so much more. From what he'd picked up, he was certain that the world he once knew and the one he was now a part of were not exactly the same.
According to A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot, the wizarding world didn't just revolve around Britain. Every country had its own magic, unique spells, and mystical alchemy.
And evil wizards weren't just a British problem. They showed up in other places, especially in Europe, Russia, China, Japan, and even the United States.
The most recent infamous wizard seemed to match what he remembered: Gellert Grindelwald. But something was off—apparently, Grindelwald had teamed up with a very familiar terrorist group from Maverick's memory.
Even his downfall was different from what Maverick remembered. Dumbledore, who defeated him, supposedly got help from a Muggle international agency—another group Maverick recognized from his previous life.
Both Muggles and wizards fought, and the whole thing was on a much larger scale than what was shown in the Fantastic Beasts movies. But in the end, the good guys won.
The International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy also wasn't exactly how Maverick remembered it.
In one of Bagshot's other books, he read that the Statute was first signed in 1689 and put in place by 1692, just like in the Harry Potter stories. But in this world, there was a key difference: the statute had been revised in 1957, a few years after World War II. The book specifically called it World War, not Wizarding World War.
During the war, the wizarding world had been exposed quite a bit, so Muggle and magical governments made secret agreements to keep each other in check.
This meant that high-ranking Muggle officials actually knew about magic and wizards living among them. With the chaos of the war and the limited technology at the time, the two sides were able to keep the magical world hidden from the general public.
But Maverick was still curious: if the wizarding world had already been exposed, why not just introduce it to everyone?
The answer in Bagshot's book was vague and, frankly, suspicious. There were no details about what was discussed between the Muggle and magical leaders. All it said was that both sides agreed to keep magic hidden.
And this new secrecy law seemed both stricter and more lenient than in J.K. Rowling's stories.
For instance, wizards couldn't just mess with a Muggle's memory even if they found out about magic. They'd have to go through specific Muggle government departments that dealt with, well, "extraordinary matters."
The Obliviate spell, along with other memory-modifying spells, was now ranked "EX" and strictly controlled. Only witches and wizards with special licenses were allowed to use it.
Maverick had also read about spell ranks in another book. "EX" spells were the most restricted, reserved only for highly trained wizards.
Interestingly, wizards could now work within Muggle governments, but only in special departments that handled the supernatural.
Many countries' governments had such departments now, making cooperation between Muggle and Magical societies more common.
Every country now had powerful wizards ranked higher in their armies. They shouldn't be as strong as Dumbledore, but still, pretty darn good.
The wizarding world wasn't as out-of-touch with Muggle technology anymore.
Another thing that stood out was the power hierarchy among wizards.
Dumbledore was still considered a powerhouse, but opinions on his rank varied—some saw him as "Warlock" rank, while others thought he was a top-tier "Arch-Magus."
Arch-Magus were incredibly rare, with only seven known to exist in the world today. Warlocks, however, were even more legendary, with just eight recorded throughout history. Yet, none appeared to be alive in the present day, as the books he read hinted at their fate with ambiguous references.
Then there were Great Magus, another powerful rank with less than 100 wizards alive worldwide.
The difference in power between a Great Magus and an Arch Magus was immense. A Great Magus could level a small town if they went all out, but an Arch Magus could achieve the same destruction with far less effort, using only a few measured gestures.
So, any Witch or Wizard who's become a Great Magus gets some noble status from their government. But if they're up to no good, the wizard governments come down on them hard.
This was especially highlighted and became law after a lunatic named Voldemort—a recent Arch Magus—caused havoc in the UK about a decade ago.
However, due to some inexplicable reason,—one not clearly mentioned in any of the books he had bought, —the evil wizard had parished in the hands of a newborn.
Afterward, his followers were hunted down and put on trial.
Of course, corruption is something that no world is safe from. Some, rich and powerful people connected to Voldemort did escaped punishment, and Bagshot didn't hold back on mentioning this in her latest book.
Since Voldemort's fall, evil wizards followed an unspoken rule: no killing Muggles in public or revealing magic to the world.
Breaking this rule didn't just attract the British magical authorities but also brought in the International Confederation of Wizards and even special Muggle government agencies. Together, they'd hunt down any threat, magical or not.
But enough of the history lesson! Maverick hadn't just studied history these past six months—he'd added plenty of powerful spells to his collection, too.
Learning new spells had gone pretty smoothly for Maverick.
He had already picked up nearly all the spells that Hogwarts would typically teach over seven years.
Now, you might wonder, how did he do that so fast? Well, it turned out that just learning the basic version of each spell wasn't all that hard.
Some spells showed up on his system panel even when he didn't get them quite right.
For instance, the first time he tried the "Lumos" charm, the tip of his wand only gave a tiny flicker of light, barely visible. But the system immediately recognized it, marking him as having basic knowledge of the spell.
He figured that as long as he got the general idea of a spell, the system would add it to his list.
Excited, he jumped straight from "Lumos" to the "Patronus" charm, which was famously tricky—an internationally recognized "A Rank" spell.
He tried to cast it, summoning happy thoughts from both his current life and his previous one. But...nothing. The system didn't even acknowledge his attempt.
Two weeks ago, after he had learned a ton of other spells, he decided to try again. It took him a whole week of trial and error to finally get the spell to register as beginner level. But that was all he needed—the system could work its magic from there.
Despite all his experimenting, he still couldn't figure out exactly how the system decided when he'd "learned" a spell at the beginner level. Some spells got listed instantly, while others took him days or even weeks.
Thankfully, more than 90% of the spells from first to seventh-year Hogwarts books were quick for him to grasp. Once they were listed, he could just use his cheat to boost their levels.
With over 1800 points, he leveled up some spells to advanced and kept most of the rest at intermediate.
And that's how he got through almost all the spells listed in the Hogwarts curriculum, learning nearly every one of them.
Of course, there were way more spells out there than just the ones in school books—daily-use spells for cleaning and lighting, plus loads of combat and defense spells. No way he could learn everything in just six months.
Still, he was pretty pleased with what he'd managed to accomplish in that time.
[ Name: Maverick Caesar ]
[ Class: Wizard ]
[ Rank: Mage Apprentice ]
[ Magical Energy: 41 + ]
[ Points: 182 ]
[ Extraordinary Characteristic Points: 0 ]
[ Extraordinary Characteristics: Excellent-grade spellcasting ]
[ Talent: ]
[ Transfiguration (Advanced ) ]
[ Potions (Beginner +) ]
[ Alchemy (Beginner +) ]
[ Spells: ]
Flipendo (Advanced +)
Bombarda (Advanced +)
Expelliarmus (Advanced +)
Protego (Advanced +)
Finite Incantatem: General Counter-Spell (Advanced +)
Petrificus Totalus (Advanced +)
Stupefy (Advanced +)
Patronus Charm (Advanced +)
Episkey (Healing) (Advanced +)
Reparo (Advanced +)
Revelio (Advanced +)
Disillusionment (Advanced +)
Wingardium Leviosa (Advanced +)
Descendo (Intermediate +)
Depulso (Intermediate +)
Flipendo Maxima (Intermediate +)
Bombarda Maxima (Intermediate +)
Confringo (Intermediate +)
Diffindo (Intermediate +)
Incendio (Intermediate +)
Carpe Retractum: Seize and Pull Charm (Intermediate +)
Confusion Hex (Intermediate +)
Riddikulus (Intermediate +)
Protego Maxima (Intermediate +)
Protego horribilis: Powerful Shield (Intermediate +)
Bubble-Head Charm (Intermediate +)
Glacius (Intermediate +)
Arresto Momentum (Intermediate +)
Reverte (Intermediate +)
Repello Muggletum (Intermediate +)
Lumos (Intermediate +)
Levioso (Intermediate +)
Accio (Intermediate +)
Alohomora (Intermediate +)
Appare Vestigium: Tracking Spell (Intermediate +)
Engorgio: Engorgement Charm (Intermediate +)
Flagrate: Writes in midair with firey marks (Intermediate +)
Homonculous Charm: Tracking (Intermediate +)
Maverick's focus than shifted to what he had planned as his main task for today. There, on the virtual screen, he can see the number 41, indicating is Magical Energy. However, this "41" unit did not come about from him adding points using the system.
During the past six months he has done a number of experiments with magic, and the Magical Energy index could be said to be the highlight of all of it.
He had first assumed that his super power, or Magic, could only be manipulated using the system. He had accepted the fact that he was, what you would call a systematic Wizard. That was until oneday, after pushing his levitating skill to the limit, he found that his Magical Energy had increased by one unit.
Thus, he repeated the same settings the following day as well, holding the bed levitated using the spell for as long as he could, and sure enough, he found that this kind of exercise could indeed increase his Magical Energy.
Then, he tested the limits by repeating the same scenario multiple times a day to see if it would work, but the result showed otherwise.
He dedicated a week only for this experiment,—without studying spells or reading things related to the magical world,—and what he found out was that his Magical Energy did go up.
But it was very inconsistent. Sometimes, after the exercise, it would increase by one point, and sometimes there was no change at all.
So he concluded that he could, infact, increase his Magical Energy by what he call, "Magical Workout", and not just from the system points.
But the "Magical Workout" was too time consuming for him at the moment as it takes several cycles of using levitation charm, holding and resting and holding and resting, for him to get one unit increase. Usually it takes an hour, sometimes more, so he stopped doing the exercise regularly. Because for him, these three years were crucial, and he wanted to amass as much knowledge as possible.
So increase from 20 to 41 units was him occasionally doing the Magical Workout exercise during the past six months.
Moreover, he further affirmed his previous conclusion,—back when his Magical Energy was pushed from 11 units to 20 units using system points,—that his overall physical fitness would also increase with his Magical Energy.
And it wasn't only his physical strength, but endurance and even his nerve reaction ability also saw an increase. These were all tested by experimenting with himself during the past six months using various magical and scientific ways.
This, however,does not mean that he had became some kind of super soldier. It was only a small increase, like him being able to effortlessly lift 60 kilograms while before it was 50 kilograms.
Now,his main objective for today was simply to give him a boost in Magical Energy, and to see whether the remaining 180 units of Magical Energy could make him cross to the next rank.
The system has not showed any helpful pop-ups regarding this, as he had tried interacting with it using multiple ways.
But he thinks that the system would eventually display the corresponding Magical Energy units for each rank because previously,—when his spell's proficiency level got increased,or when it displayed the Extraordinary Characteristic of his wand,—when something happened for the first time, the system showed additional information.
Looking at the virtual screen,Maverick focused on the Magical Energy and the sign next to it. Taking a deep breath, he slowly, about once every five seconds, clicked the sign.
The feeling of euforia filled his muscles and bones for a good five minutes as each time his Magical Energy was systematically increased. That long forgotten feeling of fullness and satisfaction enveloped him, until the system displayed a long message pop-up, after he clicked to raise the Magical Energy value from 99 to 100.
[ A rank increase of a Wizard would cause a magical riot. ]
Note:
Novice to Mage Apprentice:
Minor magical fluctuations.
Barely noticible by any living being.
Does not effect physical matter.
91 unit of Magical Energy required to cross rank.
Mage Apprentice to Magus:
Small magical fluctuations.
Only noticeable by same or higher rank wizards.
Range: 10 meters radius.
Does not effect physical matter.
991 unit of Magical Energy required to cross rank.
Magus to Great Magus:
Dense magical energy fluctuations expected.
Range: 500 meters radius.
Noticeable by all living beings in close perimeter. Dangerous to novice wizards in close perimeter.
2,9991 unit of Magical Energy required to cross rank.
Great Magus to Arch Magus:
Dense, heavy magical fluctuations expected to spread for a wide area. Range: 15 kilometer radius.
Changes to the natural phenomenon within the proximity expected.
Noticeable by all living beings in the perimeter. Dangerous to any living being below the Arch Magus rank.
9,9991 unit of Magical Energy required to cross rank.
Arch Magus to Warlock:
Dense, heavy magical fluctuations expected to spread for a wide area.
Range: 100 kilometer radius.
Extream changes to the natural phenomenon within the proximity expected.
Noticeable by all living beings in the perimeter.
Dangerous to any living being below the Warlock rank.
49,9991 unit of Magical Energy required to cross rank.
Warlock to Supreme Magus: ?
Maverick went through the notification very carefully. Unlike before, this time he even made notes as it was quite long, and very useful information.
According to the system, his breakthrough to Magus should not cause any disturbances, however, just to be on the safe side, he dicided to postpone it for midnight.
He once again reviewed the information and remembered some key points he had read the past few months.
Students who freshly graduate from wizarding schools are usually still at the Magic Apprentice level. Only when they grow a bit older do most of them cross their rank.
There would always be geniuses and these are the Witches and Wizards who make their breakthrough to a Magus during their teens.
Moreover, the breakthrough, or crossing to the next rank, it self seemed to be a very complicated process it self.
According to the Advanced Magical Theory book Maverick had read, a Wizard or Witch would need what one would call an epiphany before they can even attempt the process.
This epiphany was not described in any book, only vague information was provided, like the idea of harmony between one's magic, body, and mind. It was knowledge Maverick couldn't fully grasp, or rather, he never truly understood what they meant.
Like wise, crossing the rank to a Great Magus also seem to involve the same "epiphany", and some more complicated steps. Maverick did not bother to understand more as he belives that he could get some better, more credible books later when he gets acces to a better wizarding library.
The books that he had bought were all very common and general knowledge, just enough for him to understand his way around this new world that he is now apart of.
And fortunately for him, the entire process of crossing the rank seemed to be just clicking a virtual button.
Well, he would find out at midnight.
Time passed slowly and soon it came to midnight. During these few hours he refrained from doing any exercise or practice spell casting. He had rested his mind and body and got ready for the big event tonight.
Looking at the virtual screen infront of him, his mind focused on the Energy Level valued 99 and the accumulated points of 119.
Breathing deeply, Maverick gave the order for the system to add one Magical Energy unit to his total, making it 100.
The response came as expected, but it felt more notable this time.
Along with the sudden burst of energy, he felt strength and vitality that flood his senses like never before. It was as if every cell in his body was humming with power, ready to be unleashed at a moment's notice.
Ordinarily, such a small increment would not elicit such a response.
He opened his eyes, feeling more alive than ever before. Even time appeared to slow down. The candle's flame in the corner flickered more slowly than usual.
Subsequently, he noticed slight ripples in the surrounding air, followed by the formation of tiny, bubble-like light spots near his skin.
An external observer would have noticed these small points of light encircling him.
These minute energy clusters then began converging into his skin. And for the first time during the addition of system points, Maverick experienced a slight discomfort, akin to an itch emanating from all over his skin.
Pain. It came suddenly, enveloping his entire being. It was intense enough to make someone scream or pass out, but for him, it never quite reached that point.
Clenching his teeth, he endured. He knew—or hoped, or prayed—that whatever was happening was something good. His mind wandered to the fantasy stories he had read, where characters endured suffering before a breakthrough.
He wished this was what was happening to him. He had no other option. He knew nothing about what was happening. No book he had read in the past few months had any recored of this.
He couldn't, or rather, wouldn't scream or call for help. He had too many secrets, and he'd rather endure the pain than risk even the slightest exposure. So, he suffered in silence, hoping this was some form of evolution.
The pain and suffering dragged on for what felt like a long, long time, until everything finally settled. He lay there, panting, on the verge of fainting, sweat covering both him and the floor.
It was only after the pain subsided that his thoughts began to clear. Slowly, he opened his eyes, and his vision came into focus. The first thing he noticed was the multitude of virtual system screens, but he dismissed them all.
Gradually, he pushed himself up, standing to assess the changes in his body.
He examined his body, then took a good look at his hands and noticed that, like his clothes, they were drenched in sweat.
With a flick of his fingers, a convenient Scouring Charm took care of the minor inconvenience, allowing him to fully focus on the changes.
To begin, he walked over to the mirror on his small wardrobe and studied his reflection. He felt a bit disappointed as he couldn't notice any visible changes. His height, hair, and even his skin color remained exactly the same.
Turning around, he once again looked at his hands and clenched his fists.
"Hmm... maybe... probably stronger than before," he mused, before walking over to his handy dumbbell—or rather, dumb-bed.
With surprising ease, and using only one hand, he lifted one side of the bed. If not for the risk of making too much noise, he would have tried lifting the whole thing, and he knew he could do it now.
He estimated his raw strength to be on par with modern-day powerlifters. 'My physique has definitely gotten stronger—at least three or four times,' he thought happily as he gently set the wooden bed back down.
He also noticed a shift in his perspective as he began to focus more intently on the changes. His vision had noticeably improved, but there was something else, something he couldn't quite pinpoint.
"According to the Advanced Magical Theory books, wizards are supposed to gain innate talents after achieving Magus rank," he recalled. "But the intensity with which these skills manifest seems to depend on one's talent. A Magus should acquire something akin to a sixth sense and an ability similar to psychic powers. The books mention that the higher you rank, the better control you gain over magic.
All of these abilities are essentially more advanced forms of manipulating magical energy."
"Let's see..." he muttered as the system appeared before his eyes with just a thought.
First he took a look at the messeges.
[ Body adaptation complete. ]
[ Rank up: Mage Apprentice — Magus ]
[ Name: Maverick Caeser ]
[ Class: Wizard ]
[ Rank: Magus ]
[ Magical Energy: 479 + ]
[ Points: 119 ]
[ Extraordinary Characteristic Points: 0 ]
[ Extraordinary Characteristics: Excellent grade spellcasting ]
[ Talents: ]
[ Magical Energy Manipulation (Beginner ) ]
[ Magical Sense (Beginner +) ]
[ Transfiguration (Advanced +) ]
[ Potions (Beginner +) ]
[ Alchemy (Beginner +) ]
[ Spells: ]
[ ... ]
After carefully going through his status screen, Maverick gave a satisfied nod before focusing on the plus sign next to Magical Sense
[ Would you like to invest 10 points to upgrade the Talent "Magical Sense" to intermediate? ]
'Yes!'
That familiar sensation, akin to recalling forgotten memories, washed over him as knowledge of how to utilize magical energy to perform the Magical Sense talent flooded his mind. It took only half a minute for the sensation to fade, leaving him with a newfound understanding of Magical Sense.
Closing his eyes, he followed the instructions in his mind and spread his magical energy, careful not to extend it too far. As expected, it felt as though he had a third-person view of his surroundings, with a range of no more than three meters on all sides.
He remained cautious, aware that his proficiency in using the talent was only at the intermediate level, and there could be other wizards nearby who might detect his probing.
The books mentioned that using Magical Sense indiscriminately is considered a serious offense among wizards. However, only wizards of Great Magus rank or higher can pinpoint who is using the talent, which is why no law exists criminalizing its use.
Moreover, while these talents awaken at the Magus rank, they often seem redundant among most wizards at this level. The two talents, Magical Energy Manipulation and Magical Sense, are regarded as extremely difficult to master. It is only after reaching the Great Magus rank that one can truly begin to utilize these abilities.
'It's true that before I upgraded the proficiency to intermediate, I had no idea how to use the talent. Only after the proficiency increased did I start to grasp how to use this talent,' Maverick thought, recalling what he had read about these innate abilities.
A confident grin spread across his face as he once again selected the option to upgrade the innate talent.
[ Would you like to invest 100 points to upgrade the Talent "Magical Sense" to advanced? ]
'Yes!' he exclaimed inwardly. 'Sure enough, the system is simply a cheat.'
Memories—yes, that was a more fitting description. Instead of mere knowledge, it felt more like fragments of memories flooding his mind. More insights into utilizing Magical Energy for the talent "Magical Sense" came into his awareness, and this time, it even gave him a slight headache. The memories—or knowledge—felt profoundly complicated, and it took over half an hour for the assimilation to settle down.
'What a useful skill to have in my arsenal. Now, as long as it's not an Archmage, I can confidently scan my surroundings. And this method of concealing my Magical Energy—or my unique magical signature—will be extremely useful for my future endeavors,' Maverick remarked in his mind while feeling his newfound understanding of the talent Magical Sense.
Once again he brought up the system panel for an overview.
[ Name: Maverick Caeser ]
[ Class: Wizard ]
[ Rank: Magus ]
[ Magical Energy: 479 + ]
[ Points: 9 ]
[ Extraordinary Characteristic Points: 0 ]
[ Extraordinary Characteristics: Excellent grade spellcasting ]
[ Talents: ]
[ Magical Energy Manipulation (Beginner +) ]
[ Magical Sense (Advanced +) ]
[ Transfiguration (Advanced +) ]
[ Potions (Beginner +) ]
[ Alchemy (Beginner +) ]
[ Spells: ]
[ ... ]
The two talents Potions and Alchemy, he ignored for now because they were unnecessary for him at this point.
Unlike Transfiguration, they are highly practical. The system has recognized the two talents after he had read the theory books, and he could always upgrade them anywhere anytime when necessary.
Putting aside the talents, his attention then moved to his Magical Energy value.
"Four hundred…" he muttered subconsciously.
It was then that he realized the significant increase in his Magical Energy value.
'I remember adding only one point to raise it to 100... Hmm...' he pondered. 'It seems that my rank-up, combined with my body's adaptation to it, has significantly boosted my Magical Energy.'
He recalled passages from the books he had read, and one particular line came to mind: when a wizard crosses a rank, their body frantically absorbs magical energy from their surroundings.
'During a breakthrough, pure magic itself becomes physically visible… Perhaps that was what I experienced—those countless tiny, energy ball-like entities entering my skin,' Maverick concluded, putting his doubts to rest.
He glanced out the window and saw that it was still dark, so he decided to get some rest.
"I suppose it's time to have that talk and finally do something about my wizarding identity," He said quietly to the room, his expression carried with determination.