Hogwarts's Master of Mind

When he woke up the next day, Aiden took "a little" mithril from his uncle Arthur.

"Why do you need so much mithril? Are you going to sell it? You shouldn't be short of money, right?" Arthur asked curiously.

"Hey, I want to use mithril to reforge my wand."

Aiden stretched out his hand, a silver light flashed, and an exquisite silver staff appeared in his hand.

"Cool, a long staff, won't it affect the battle?"

"It needs to be combined with another system. I'll teach you when I find a popular method," Aiden said mysteriously.

"it is good."

Uncle Arthur directly took out a large piece of mithril and handed it to Aiden.

Aiden took the things and ran away, "Uncle, can I borrow your laboratory?"

"Young people are really impatient." This is the comment made by Mr. Arthur, the impatient man.

Arriving at Arthur's laboratory, Aiden came to the smelting table.

He activated the alchemical matrix above, removed the magic gem on the top of the staff, and threw the mithril and the staff into the furnace.

The mithril and the staff melted and mixed, Aiden took out the molten metal, and the sound of iron hammering was heard in the laboratory.

Finally, the reforging was completed. Aiden took out the carving knife and carved four runes on it: Dagaz (?), Algiz (?), Eihwaz (?), and Perthro (?).

"Ding, hope, protection, death and rebirth, inner strength, are you trying to balance healing and harm."

"Of course, a nurse who can't deal damage is not a good nurse." Aiden said to the system proudly.

As the last stroke was completed, Aiden felt that the staff had reached its limit in bearing the runes.

The reforged staff looks the same as before, but thanks to the Perthro (?) rune, it has the ability to connect to the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness.

At the same time, the magic-breaking metal Mithril has been added, so that when you use the long sword transformed from the long staff to chop people, it will have the power to break magic.

“Hehehe, hahahahahaha, I finally created a piece of equipment that can connect to the Bizarre Fantasy Realm.”

Aiden laughed wildly in the basement.

"Ding, the host has been detected to have a tendency to turn evil. This system has now been renamed the Dark Lord Cultivation System."

"You're talking nonsense. You don't have the ability to do that." Aiden (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

"Ding, tsk." System (ˉ▽￣～) tsk~~

"Ding, so, what does the host want to do?"

"System, after the establishment of the Duel Association, we often enter and exit the misty illusion, right?"

"Ding, yes."

The system replied, Aiden continued,

"There is a blind spot here. Time has accelerated since we entered the hazy fantasy world.

In other words, after entering the trance, all our actions are carried out at the speed of thought. "

Aiden sat in the chair and stretched, his robe outlining his beautiful figure.

"Then, we put the complex formula into the hazy illusion to calculate, and then construct the formula in the high-speed thinking, and then activate it, what kind of result will we get?"

"Ding, you'll burn your own pig brain." The system rolled its eyes.

"Yes, so we need something to help us stabilize the passage between reality and the sea of ​​consciousness, which is our brain."

Aiden was stunned for a moment, and said, "You are the one with the brains of a pig."

"Ding, so, you plan to let the long staff handle this process?"

Aiden didn't reply, but raised the staff in his hand, and the Perthro (?) rune lit up.

“See, the system, Perthro (?), the runes that represent destiny, mystery, the unknown, and inner power.

It can handle the stress of accelerated thinking very well," Aiden explained.

"Ding, but not everyone can afford Mithril."

"Tsk tsk tsk, system, you are still too young. Our popular long staff sacrifices other functions and only creates a single channel.

Besides wanting to increase the carrying capacity of the runes, I added Mithril because of its magic-breaking function.

After all, I am a wizard, and a wizard without the Flash spell and a great sword is not a good wizard."

Aiden extended his index finger and shook it at the gem in front of his neck.

"Ding, heresy."

"You're jealous."

"Ding, no."

"Oh~, tsundere, so cute."

"......"

Putting away his staff, Aiden walked all the way to the reed field.

The Goblin Kingdom was destroyed by civil strife. Countless (forty) goblins fought each other endlessly. The final winner was expelled by Mrs. Molly when he sat on the throne.

Goblin King: "I, once a king, have now become an exile. There is a raging fire burning in my heart, the fire of revenge and the unyielding will.

I once ruled this land, bathing every inch of its soil in my glory. But now, I am forced to wander under the sky that I once ruled.

But remember, my voice will resound like thunder, and my oath will be as indestructible as iron chains.

The throne I lost, I will take back with my own hands; the glory I was deprived of, I will rebuild with the blood of my enemies.

My flag will once again fly across this land, and my name will once again be feared and revered."

Mrs. Molly: "Hey, this goblin can also use mud to build furniture, how fun, drive away the goblin."

"Ding, stop it, or your readers will say you're wasting words."

Ahem, in the reed field, Aiden took out his staff and pointed to the open space in front.

"Hehe, the system is looking good."

Aiden injected magic power into the staff, and his consciousness came to a hazy fantasy.

After the experience of fighting against the King of the Deep last time, Aiden tried to construct the spell in the hazy illusion for the second time.

"As expected, it is possible to construct a ritual here."

Magic power begins to correct the world under Aiden's will.

"What I need is penetration and destruction, so I will mix the power of the mind with magic."

A complex geometric magic circle appeared in the hazy illusion.

This magic circle is composed of multiple lines interwoven into a symmetrical or nearly symmetrical pattern.

There are tiny runes floating on the outermost circle of the magic circle.

"The ritual is complete."

Although a long time passed in the hazy fantasy, in reality it was just a blink of an eye.

At the same time, the magic circle constructed in the hazy fantasy appeared in the world through the long staff.

"Of all the martial arts, this is general offensive magic (Zoltraak)."

The light accumulated to the extreme in front of Aiden's staff, and a beam of light with a white background and black edges was emitted.

The beam of light collided with the ground for a moment, causing a violent explosion.

“Hahahaha, cough cough cough”

Aiden laughed wildly in the smoke and then choked.

The huge noise attracted the attention of Mrs. Molly and Arthur.

The two of them appeared behind Aiden in an instant.

"Aiden Prewett."

Mrs. Molly's iron claws stretched out, but Aiden didn't dare to dodge and was grabbed by the ear by Mrs. Molly.

Looking at the big pit in front of him, Arthur felt a little dry in the mouth.

"That's what you said that day." Arthur asked.

"Hehe, yes uncle, this is magic." Aiden rubbed his ears with a smile.

In the thick smoke and dust, a young man stood quietly, his figure seemed like an elf walking out of an ancient legend.

The breeze blew across his handsome face, his eyes were clear and firm, and even in the smoky environment, they were still sharp.

And the huge storm that will be stirred up in the wizarding world in the future will start from the long staff in his hand.