Chapter 39: Eat It! The Power of Perception!
Ian's gaze was drawn to the golden apple—its shimmering surface was as exquisite as a work of art.
Beside him, Pandero urged him on impatiently.
"Quick! Eat it now! Before the old w...
Ian's gaze was drawn to the golden apple—its shimmering surface was as exquisite as a work of art.
Beside him, Pandero urged him on impatiently.
"Quick! Eat it now! Before the old w...
Perhaps it wasn't just Ian's imagination.
After all—
The witch, despite appearing utterly furious, still hadn't made a move. Instead, she merely glared at Pandero and Ariana with ey...
"I Could Use the Ethereal Realm for Smuggling!"
Only those who have truly experienced poverty understand the value of money.
That was the first bold idea that popped into Ian's mind....
What does it take to create a miracle?
Ian answered that question with a quill and dozens of hours of effort.
Seven full years' worth of Potions textbooks—an overwhelming amount of ...
Hogwarts.
A castle renowned for its grand, imposing structure, labyrinthine interiors, and omnipresent aura of magic. It was a place countless witches and wizards dreamed of attending.
He came.
He left.
With a wave of his sleeve, he was gone.
All that remained was Ian, who was left frustrated at not being able to learn any new spells, a bag of gold coins that...
It was obvious.
Snape intended to "recreate" the bizarre scene Ian had described in an attempt to expose his words as sheer nonsense.
However—
Ian showed no sign of nervousne...
The curtains were drawn tightly shut.
Torn oilcloth and scattered corpses littered the room. If Severus Snape hadn't known this was one of his own unused properties, he would have assumed he...
The sun rose and fell, marking the quiet passage of time.
Hogsmeade Village remained as tranquil and peaceful as ever.
Outside the village, the trees stood tall and verdant, their tru...
The moon hung high in a sky filled with twinkling stars.
Inside a quiet little cabin, soft silver light filtered through the half-drawn curtains, casting dappled shadows on the wooden floor....
Some words are so shocking that they demand attention.
Kraft's eyes widened in disbelief.
"What… what did you just say!?"
For a brief moment, he thought his aging ears were p...
As Ian departed, the once-disrupted bookstore returned to its quiet solitude.
The setting sun cast a gentle orange glow over the horizon, painting the sky in warm hues as the earth slowly do...
The girl was beautiful.
Even under Ian's discerning gaze—practically a "raw camera lens" with no filter—there wasn't a single flaw to be found. She was far beyond the airbrushed beauties...
Time flew by.
When one's life is fulfilling, days seem to pass in the blink of an eye. Ian was no exception—he felt like he had grown significantly compared to just a few days ago.
...
The bookstore owner might have been physically frail, but that did nothing to diminish his expertise in selecting books.
In fact, being able to run a bookstore in Hogsmeade was proof that, w...
As expected.
Some things remain the same, no matter where you go.
And when it comes to assignments—
They're never easy.
Ian had a feeling that he was well on his way t...
The fact that objects from the Ethereal Realm could be brought into the real world…
Ian had just uncovered another astonishing secret.
Thinking about it, though, it made perfect sen...
Ian felt as if his body had become a vessel—bloated, overfilled, straining against the weight of something that did not belong to him.
Something foreign.
Something overwhelming.
...
The Reversal of Fate!
Severus Snape might be well-versed in the art of deception, but there was no way he possessed the ability to reverse cause and effect. Ian was certain he had uncovered ...
Ian hated dealing with cryptic people.
He only liked being the cryptic one.
Thankfully, the mysterious witch, despite sharing the wizards' bad habit of speaking in riddles, didn't ind...
Ian's sudden arrival shattered the serene atmosphere of the grand hall.
A moment ago, the room had been alive with opulence—an elaborate table adorned with silverware and fine porcelain, p...
The peaceful village of Hogsmeade stirred with early morning activity as the sun rose over its rooftops.
Thin trails of smoke curled from chimneys, blending with the lingering morning mist. ...
The moon hung high in the vast, star-strewn sky, its pale glow casting a serene luminescence over the towering spires of Hogwarts. The ancient castle, nestled among rolling hills and darkened fores...
2025-03-10 03:58:26 +0000 UTC View PostIt had to be said—despite Professor Snape's venomous tongue, his unpleasant demeanor, and his less-than-charming appearance, he did possess quite a few admirable qualities.
For instance, t...
The weather was a bit chilly.
Ian glanced back at the slowly closing door before looking up at the weathered sign of Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 BC. At that moment, he felt a...
Silver light flickered and intertwined for a moment before slowly retreating back into the wand. Only faint traces of silver radiance continued to shimmer, gradually dissipating into the air.
[Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C.]
Ian stood at the entrance of the shop, his heart brimming with an indescribable excitement.
"If you get this lost in thought while b...
About three hours later…
Ian had already completed most of his school shopping under Snape's guidance.
The list of required items for first-year students at Hogwarts wasn't particul...
Movies are, after all, just movies.
They are bound by special effects, limited by camera angles, and can only present a mere fragment of what Diagon Alley truly is.
It wasn't until Ia...
The city was shrouded in a veil of mist.
London's infamous smog draped over the streets like layers of sheer fabric, softening the edges of buildings and casting an almost dreamlike haze ove...