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Chapter 233: A Model of Self-Pitfall
🕑 Added 2025-07-11 04:07:06 +0000 UTCNoah was unsure about the quality of life for mutants in the British magical world. However, in his view, the fact that Dumbledore hadn't approached him directly meant that everything there must be fine.
Since Noah had brought Charles and Eric to the British magical world and left magic marks on them, he left quietly, only to focus on his mission and observe how far these mutants would go before they self-destructed.
The mutants' current situation wasn't ideal, but at least it was better than before. Noah believed that integrating them into the magical world was the right choice.
"Although the mutants' story has ended, why do I feel fine and even happy? Do I secretly hate those messy and painful mutant tales?" Noah wondered as he returned to Kamar-Taj with Evan and the others.
After leaving the mirror space, Noah patched Fury's magic and let him leave. He thought more about it, and realized that he truly didn't enjoy the mutants' story. Especially at the end, when mutants, who had the power to destroy the world, were chased by ordinary people like rats. It seemed more like a mental issue than a narrative.
Having personally dismantled a possible future event, Noah felt a sense of relief. This wasn’t the first time he'd interfered with such events. Back at Hogwarts, he had prevented countless plots from coming to fruition.
Tom Riddle, who once boasted of being the "greatest dark wizard," had been tricked by Noah. The moment Riddle was resurrected, he discovered that all his Horcruxes had vanished. Worse still, Riddle never made it to the Ministry of Magic, let alone Hogwarts—he died at his father's grave in a pitiful state.
"You did well this time. The magical communities of various countries are still debating, but at least they'll see the results with the British magical world taking the lead," Master Ancient One said when Noah, Evan, and the others shared their experiences.
"Master Ancient One , their abilities are incredible. If they continue to grow and learn from magicians, I'm worried..." Evan and the others were concerned. The mutants' potential for mutation was enormous.
Noah had mentioned this in casual conversation. If these mutants' powers were allowed to develop further, they could reach terrifying levels. Continuing on this path might not be beneficial.
"We'll have to keep a close eye on their progress in the magical world. Noah, can you manage them now?" Master Ancient One asked with a smile, turning to Noah.
"Their abilities aren’t fully developed yet, especially since I left magic marks on them. If nothing unusual happens, I can keep them in the mirror space until they become skeletons," Noah shrugged. The mirror space was a powerful tool.
The development of magic required independent thought. Magic was not meant to be simple or fixed in use. Though Noah hadn't mastered elemental magic to its fullest, advanced and unique space magic was different.
The potential of space magic was enormous. Whether it was Master Ancient One distorting space with fans or Casillas creating a long sword, these were specialized uses of space magic. Noah could do these things, but his primary focus was not close combat.
Despite his already terrifying physical fitness—thanks to fusing with Carol's blood—Noah had experienced incredible changes. His magical power had reached a new level. His magic reservoir was no longer a stream but comparable to an ocean!
Moreover, his body was still evolving. His organs had become more resilient, and his mental power had grown stronger. It could be said that his physical strength had enhanced his combat abilities.
"That's good, but Noah, you still need to be careful, alright?" Master Ancient One reminded him.
"I understand, Master. Don’t worry, I’ll never underestimate them," Noah replied seriously. Underestimating mutants was a fatal mistake.
"Good. By the way, Noah, you’re about to reach level seven, right?"
"Yes, but I seem to be stuck."
"Don’t worry. Honestly, it’s amazing that you’ve reached this level at your age."
"Really?" Noah scratched his head. Given his physical age, it was true. His body was still in his twenties. But if you considered his actual age—excluding his previous life—he was nearly middle-aged.
The time he spent learning in the system space was six times faster than the outside world. Though it seemed as if he was progressing quickly, it was hard to grasp just how much time had passed.
Noah didn’t see himself as a genius—more like a "cheating genius." The system space's accumulation allowed him to advance far faster than others, but now he was encountering a new obstacle: his own body.
Noah's body was too strong. His physical fitness had reached the third level, nearly the fourth level, but the system's training program was designed for bodies modified by Master Ancient One . This made Noah's progress feel painfully slow.
"Your physical fitness needs to reach level five before you can advance to level seven," the system informed him.
This was Noah's biggest hurdle. His physical body was the reason he couldn't progress to the seventh level. However, Noah was determined to accept his situation and move forward.
"Your magic power and mental power are steadily improving along with your physical fitness. Your magical reserves are already at the high-level magician stage, and your mental power is almost there," the system added.
Noah had already figured this out. He didn’t like to take credit without acknowledging his progress, so he simply accepted his fate. He also looked forward to the day the system might offer him a task, sparking another major improvement.
But the system’s ability to stay silent was far beyond Noah’s expectations. Left with no other choice, Noah silently worked hard to improve. Though his magic wasn’t advancing as quickly, he could still rely on meditation to improve his magical power—though Noah felt that Master Ancient One had misled him on that front.
After his meeting with Master Ancient One , Noah delved into his own research. The problem was, Noah couldn’t find a dragon for the time being.
It wasn’t that he couldn’t afford it. With his connections and the firm he and Constantine had set up, Noah had ample savings. The issue was finding a place to house the dragon in Kamar-Taj.
If Noah bought a baby dragon or dragon egg, it would be manageable. But even if he obtained one, he wouldn’t be able to study it properly.
While Noah was highly skilled in understanding magical creatures' strengths and weaknesses, he wasn’t as experienced when it came to research. After consulting with Evan and the others, he decided to tackle the research independently.
Kamar-Taj’s vast library provided ample material for Noah and his team. Though they were starting from scratch, as Ravenclaws, learning was their forte. Within a year, they had gathered significant knowledge on dragons and magic.
Their research evolved from simple understanding to hypothesizing about what real dragons might be like. In this time, Noah also introduced them to advanced elemental magic techniques.
By their fourth year at Kamar-Taj, they had progressed further, and Noah had received a notice: the guardian of the London Temple had chosen to return to Kamar-Taj, resigning from their position as the guardian.
