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Chapter 215: I Don’t Want to Say It, You Can Feel It Yourself
🕑 Added 2025-07-01 02:34:37 +0000 UTCExhausted every day, and sometimes you will be beaten up by others?
Evan and the others definitely didn’t believe this. This wasn’t a strange place—it was Kamar-Taj.
As a magical holy land, a place that countless magicians longed for, how could something like this happen?
Seeing that they didn’t believe him, Noah didn’t say anything more. They would learn the truth soon enough.
After finishing their coffee and paying the bill, Noah took them for a stroll around New York.
This time, he was lucky. He didn’t run into anyone from SHIELD or the Ministry of Magic.
Noah didn’t even encounter any demon angels. Though he was used to these chaotic things, it felt nice to have a peaceful day.
Soon, Noah led them into a mobile phone store.
"Hey, man, we bought mobile phones!" Lance looked around the store and immediately pulled out his phone, shaking it at Noah.
To be honest, this phone was really expensive. This black, ugly plastic box wasn’t worth its price.
But it seemed to allow them to talk to anyone, no matter the distance.
"Did you buy it in Nepal?" Noah glanced at the phone and was speechless.
"Yes, our team leader suggested we buy one. By the way, Noah, what’s your phone number?" Evan pulled out his phone and prepared to save Noah’s number.
Sighing, Noah took out his phone.
As he did, Evan and the others suddenly felt their hands freeze. The phone Noah took out was completely different from theirs!
Forget the silver shell and the sliding screen—why was his screen in color while theirs was black and white?
The three of them, having watched TV in the Muggle world, knew very well how big the difference between color and black and white screens was. They were a little upset.
"Why is your cell phone like that?"
"In simple terms, when the leader magician suggests buying a phone, it helps increase Kamar-Taj’s peripheral income. For each phone sold by the merchants, a portion of the money goes to Kamar-Taj."
"How should I put it—there aren’t many good phones in Nepal, and they only allow regular calls."
"Damn it! Your leader is so clever! Whose bastard idea was this?"
"Sorry, I don’t know who your leader is, but he’s not bad. And the bastard you’re referring to is me."
Noah shrugged with a calm expression, but in his heart, he recalled the three guys who had just scolded him.
In addition to studying hard in Kamar-Taj over the past few years, Noah had also come up with a few fun ideas.
The idea of selling phones was one of his, especially since new students could really make a fortune from it!
The magicians of Kamar-Taj wouldn’t refuse such a suggestion, and the money would naturally benefit Kamar-Taj, which was a good thing for them.
Though Kamar-Taj wasn’t short on money, the magical industry was still expensive, and the Ancient One wouldn’t concern herself with such things.
Evan and the others, with dark faces, didn’t understand what Noah was thinking. They walked into the store and bought three better-looking phones, spending almost the same amount they had earlier on their old phones.
Afterward, they didn’t do much else. After getting familiar with the latest phones, they casually walked around New York, grabbed a bite, and returned to Kamar-Taj.
It must be said, these new phones were much better than the old black-and-white-screened gadgets. When connected to the wireless network in Kamar-Taj, they could access a lot of news and other things.
"What a pity, it’s just news from the Muggle world."
"Idiot, it’s good to read. Here, you may often deal with things from the ordinary world, and you’ll need to learn some knowledge from the ordinary world. By the way, the word ‘Muggle’ is easy to say."
Noah rolled his eyes. If they didn’t learn and understand the knowledge of the ordinary world, how would they ever interact with ordinary people?
Of course, Noah knew they had learned a lot, but their way of obtaining knowledge was still somewhat limited.
Evan and the others nodded. After just half a day in Kamar-Taj, they had already realized how different things were here.
Back in Hogwarts, they never used mobile phones, and they had never even heard of the internet. But here, they were directly exposed to these things.
These things were indeed magical. The ability to receive all sorts of information while sitting in a dormitory was unprecedented!
They were now wondering whether they should find a way to get their parents to buy them a phone so they could communicate without relying on owls.
"Noah, looks like our owl’s going to retire." Evan said with a smile while playing with his new phone.
"Of course. Hathaway’s always been slow with her replies and letters, and though she’s been more diligent than migratory birds over the past four years, the speed of information transmission is still too slow."
Thinking about his poor owl, Noah felt a little sad. He feared she might be eaten by a sea eagle while crossing the ocean, or that she might get tired and fall mid-flight.
Shaking his head, Noah became a bit more serious. "Okay, today I’ll take you to get familiar with the culture of Kamar-Taj, but there’s something important we need to discuss."
"What is it?" The three boys immediately became serious at the change in Noah’s tone.
"Do you know who the winner of the first-ever Kamar-Taj Magic Award was?"
"Come on, how could we not know? It’s you, Noah."
"So, what project did I win the award for?"
"Meditation… wait, you mean…"
Noah nodded. It was normal for them to guess, but there was no need for further talk. He directly began to teach them how to meditate. This wasn’t too difficult, as many could quickly grasp the theoretical knowledge.
The hard part was entering the meditative state and maintaining it for a long time.
The meditation method Noah used for Evan and the others was the one that Master Ancient One had developed. Noah had considered using his own method, but after much thought, he decided not to share it.
Noah believed a similar substitute in this world would be good enough.
Though the system had not gone into details, Noah felt there were some advantages to it.
It wasn’t that Noah was being stingy; he just couldn’t make selfless contributions, as much as he wished.
Evan and the others learned quickly and were excited.
After signing a confidentiality agreement to keep everything secret, they slowly began to meditate.
When they woke up the next morning, they noticed that their bodies felt a little numb, and Noah was there, ready to pull them into training.
"So, what Noah said is true?"
Standing in the square, Evan and the others could see that the other students didn’t look much better. They all had panda eyes and were very stiff. They clearly hadn’t rested well and looked like they’d been through hell during their training.
The morning training involved teleporting them near Mount Everest and having them run around the mountain!
Running?! They were magicians, why did they have to run?
Sadly, no one explained why. The most annoying part was that they didn’t dare to refute it and could only follow orders.
After running for more than an hour, they were exhausted, and when the space portal opened again, they barely crawled back to Kamar-Taj.
They were beyond tired. They couldn’t even maintain a meditative state for long and often woke up mid-meditation.
Moreover, Master Ancient One ’s meditation posture—sitting cross-legged—was extremely painful. Their bodies couldn’t relax naturally, and they didn’t achieve any restorative effect.
After running, they felt like they were going to collapse.
But this was only the beginning. After less than half an hour’s rest, they were called up again.
This time, they learned Kamar-Taj’s unique form of exercise.
Noah thought this exercise method resembled radio gymnastics from his previous life, but the intensity was far beyond that.
After just five minutes of practice, the students felt like they were in hell.
Five minutes was just the beginning, and it felt like they were entering hell repeatedly.
Then they were picked up, kicked down, and forced to repeat the cycle.
After what seemed like an eternity, they finally had a lunch break.
"It’s so scary! This isn’t something that humans can train for! Also, we’re magicians—why do we have to do all this?"
They were all confused, especially thinking about the afternoon training. Their chances of surviving the next four years seemed slim.
However, in the afternoon, they noticed that the intensity of training seemed to decrease.
They also found the afternoon training more to their liking since their team leader taught them common magic and how to use it.
Now, this was what a magician was supposed to be doing. But the morning’s training?
When asked, all the team leaders, including Noah, smiled.
"Because we went through it like this. If you don’t experience it, you’ll be sorry for those of us who did."
"Of course, there’s another reason—it’s good for you. As for the benefits, you’ll feel them over time."
