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Chapter 129: Don’t Waste Time
🕑 Added 2025-04-20 10:55:34 +0000 UTCThe Ancient One couldn’t just hand over advanced magical knowledge carelessly. However, if every future Minister of Magic were to study at Kamar-Taj—each handpicked for their willpower and tenacious spirit—then those individuals, after graduation, would undoubtedly rise to positions of great power within the magical ministries of various countries.
Even if they didn’t become Ministers, they would surely hold positions of influence.
After all, anyone trained by Kamar-Taj would never be mediocre. On the contrary, every magical government would be eager to forge ties with such elite sorcerers.
It wasn’t hard to imagine the Ministry of Magic elevating these individuals to high office the moment they returned home.
Thinking about all this, the Ancient One realized she needed to reevaluate Noah.
This boy... he was far too talented.
Looking at the sorcerers under her care, the Ancient One couldn’t help but sigh. For the sake of Earth’s protection, she and the Masters of Kamar-Taj had long exhausted themselves.
Yet Noah's plan could change everything—greatly easing their burden and elevating Earth’s magical defense to new heights.
Each year, outstanding young sorcerers would be trained and polished at Kamar-Taj. When they graduated and returned to their homelands, they’d become a force on par with the Sanctums.
“Tell me, Noah,” the Ancient One said, her tone more serious now as she studied him carefully. “Why do you want to create a magical university?”
“Well... because I founded a Wizard Group at Hogwarts,” Noah said sheepishly, scratching the back of his head. “It’s full of my friends. They’re all incredibly talented, and they know I’ll be going to Kamar-Taj in the future.”
For his friends?
The Ancient One closed her eyes briefly. When she reopened them, clarity shone within.
So that’s what this is about.
A warm smile crept across her face. Even though she couldn’t peer into Noah’s soul directly, it was easy enough to gather information on any Hogwarts student. With a little effort, she pieced together his story.
And what she discovered pleased her immensely.
Noah was not only driven and intelligent, but he deeply valued friendship. A magician with such emotional depth—outstanding both in character and ability—how could she not favor him?
Her smile softened further, and her eyes radiated kindness as they rested on Noah.
“I’ll grant your request,” the Ancient One said, beaming. “You continue to surprise me, Noah.”
“Thank you, Master!” Noah replied, visibly thrilled. This moment was more than just a promise fulfilled—it was a personal victory, a commitment made to his friends like Kate and the others.
“Very well. At first, I didn’t think much of this idea,” she admitted, “but now I realize it demands real attention. As for your dream of allowing ordinary people to become magicians... Just be cautious.”
“I understand, Master. Honestly, I want those born into non-magical families to have a future too. The life disparity between wizards and Muggles—and the issue of Squibs—has always been difficult to solve.”
“I know what you mean,” the Ancient One nodded. “Just be careful. There are always people who won’t understand or care. If you run into trouble, send them to me.”
Noah blinked.
Wasn’t that a bit... domineering?
If you have a problem with my student, take it up with me?
That level of confidence... Noah found it both awe-inspiring and something to aspire to.
But before he could drift deeper into his thoughts, the Ancient One continued, “And as for Avrill—your—”
“Sister,” Noah answered.
“Right, your sister. Don’t use your method with her anymore. In fact, you might not need to at all.”
“Huh? Why?”
“Because I’ve come up with a better and more effective method. I call it: Meditation.”
“...What?!”
Noah was dumbfounded.
Wait, what?! Meditation?!
Wasn’t that a feature from his system? He didn’t remember the Ancient One ever developing such a technique in the original timeline. Sure, she emphasized the importance of mental strength—and even hurled Strange into the multiverse to prove it—but when it came to training, it was all combat, survival, and slamming doors in the Himalayas.
He’d never seen anything called "Meditation."
And now she says she invented it?
Noah’s expression twisted in disbelief.
The Ancient One raised a brow. “What’s with that look?”
Seeing her puzzled face, Noah quickly composed himself.
“Uh, just... shocked. Is meditation about focusing one’s mind to circulate magical energy and strengthen mental capacity?”
The Ancient One's eyes widened. “You already know?! Wait—don’t tell me—”
“I developed a similar technique,” Noah admitted. “I haven’t fully tested it, but it’s based on continuous magical depletion. I just tried to find a simpler, safer method. I also called it... meditation.”
That was all he said—but it was enough.
The Ancient One was speechless.
He was only thirteen years old!
A child, already developing a method akin to hers. Sure, she herself had conceived of it half a year ago—but she had centuries of magical knowledge and a lifetime of experience behind her.
Noah?
Just a Hogwarts student.
Yet he had reached the same conclusion.
If this boy ever gained access to higher-level magic and deeper knowledge... how far could he go?
“Master?” Noah’s voice brought her back to the present.
The confusion vanished from her face. In that instant, she made a decision—one she didn’t intend to ask permission for.
Smiling gently, she met his gaze. “Yes, Noah?”
“Just wanted to ask again... Meditation? You’re using the soul to enter the multiverse?”
“More or less,” she replied. “It’s like you said—but with more depth. I use my astral form to explore the multiverse and meditate there. It puts greater strain on the body, but the results are exponentially better.”
Noah's jaw nearly dropped.
Let the soul wander through the multiverse?
Yeah, no thanks.
That wasn’t something he could even think about trying right now. He hadn’t learned any soul or spatial magic. If his soul got tossed in there without protection, he’d probably get shredded into cosmic glitter.
Even Strange had nearly gone mad, and that was with the Ancient One keeping watch.
Noah wisely decided to keep quiet.
He’d stick with the meditation method from his system. That was safe. Reliable. And didn't involve drifting into a dimension where time and sanity bent like noodles.
Still, he was stunned by the Ancient One’s brilliance. Just a nudge of inspiration from him, and she was able to develop something terrifyingly powerful.
If he fed her more advanced magic from the system, would she invent something even more dangerous?
Before he could ponder that thought further, the Ancient One spoke again.
“Oh, by the way, Noah. There’s something I need to discuss with you. But before that—do you have any plans for the summer holidays?”
“Hm? Not really. I was thinking of training with my friends—two exorcists, including Constantine from America. Just some practical missions, and helping my sister improve her control over her magic.”
The Ancient One nodded approvingly. “Good. Write to your friends. Let them know you’ll be away for a while. Your sister will go with you.”
“Away? Wait, where are we going?”
“To Kamar-Taj,” she said with a calm smile. “Of course, if anything urgent comes up, you can return quickly. Our London Sanctum is nearby, after all.”
Then, her eyes narrowed slightly.
“You’ve been my disciple for over a year now, and I haven’t taught you anything yet. You have two whole months ahead of you. We’re not wasting that.”
“...!”
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