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Chapter 35: He is in Hogwarts!
🕑 Added 2025-02-15 13:13:36 +0000 UTC
Name: Noah Finnell
Age: 12 years old
Mage Level: Order: 1, Rank: 0
This was the data given to Noah by the system panel. After March, Noah would be 12 years old.
But to be honest, Noah didn’t feel any significant changes from being a Zero-Order magic apprentice to a First-Order magician. Other than his magic power becoming more solid, there didn’t seem to be anything special.
After thinking for a while, Noah felt that it made sense.
Although a First-Order magician had escaped the embarrassment of being a magic apprentice and officially become a magician, in terms of the structured system of magic, the gap between a First-Order magician and a magic apprentice didn’t seem as vast as he had imagined.
Otherwise, Noah wouldn’t have been promoted without realizing it, and there would have been at least some noticeable abnormality!
However, no matter what, he had been promoted, and Noah was very pleased.
A First-Order Rank Zero magician certainly looked much better than a Zero-Order Rank Nine apprentice, didn’t it?
Of course, Noah also understood that his rapid promotion was due to his current low-level strength and the assistance of the system.
Otherwise, Noah felt that he might not even be able to compare with Kenn and the others. Even Hermione, who came from the Muggle world like him, was an absolute genius!
But that didn’t matter. The fact remained that he had the system’s help. There was no point in thinking about what if he didn’t.
That kind of thinking was pointless. What Noah needed to do was make the most of the opportunities provided by the system and continue moving forward on the path to becoming a great magician!
Noah thought so, and he acted accordingly. After reaching the first level, Noah didn’t relax. Instead, he became even more diligent.
He knew that he had already started learning magic much later than others. More importantly, he knew he wouldn’t just be facing insignificant threats like Voldemort in the future—he’d be up against beings as powerful as Thanos, rulers of entire universes!
If Noah wasn’t strong enough, he wouldn’t even have the right to step onto that stage in the future!
Noah’s enthusiasm inspired the entire “Mage Alliance.”
Seeing that Noah—who was already far ahead of them—was working harder than anyone else, constantly training against powerful opponents, they felt that they hadn’t been putting in enough effort.
So they all started working even harder. In such an environment and atmosphere, it was nearly impossible for young wizards not to improve.
But their training didn’t last long before they were interrupted.
"Harry, you stopped us but won’t say anything. What is it that you want?"
After class one afternoon, Noah and the others planned to head straight to the Room of Requirement after dinner, but Harry stopped them on the way.
When Noah asked him what he wanted, he hesitated as if he was struggling to say something, which was frustrating.
"I want to ask you for a favor. I don’t know if you’ll be willing."
Perhaps seeing that Noah and the others were getting impatient, he finally spoke.
In truth, Harry himself didn’t particularly want to ask Ravenclaws for help, but this time, he had no choice.
He wanted to stop the theft of the Philosopher’s Stone. He had even gone to Dumbledore, and the Headmaster had clearly taken his concerns seriously and promised to take more precautions.
But unfortunately, Dumbledore had to go to the Ministry of Magic in London today. This immediately set Harry on edge.
He was extremely worried that someone would take advantage of Dumbledore’s absence to steal the Philosopher’s Stone.
So, at Ron’s insistence, he decided to go through the trapdoor beneath the three-headed dog and take the Philosopher’s Stone, planning to return it once Dumbledore was back.
However, after seeing the size of the three-headed dog, the two of them realized they couldn’t even take a single step forward!
The beast was enormous, and one of its heads alone was nearly as tall as they were!
They had absolutely no way of dealing with it. Just when they were at a loss, Harry suddenly thought of Noah—the guy who had beaten a troll so badly it was still recovering.
After considering it, Harry ultimately prioritized “the safety of Hogwarts” over his own pride and set aside his personal reservations.
So he quietly followed Hermione after class, knowing she would go to Noah and the others. Sure enough, she did, giving him the perfect opportunity to stop them.
"Help? What kind of help?" Kenn asked, frowning at the two Gryffindors in front of him. To be honest, he didn’t like them very much.
"Well… we…" Harry hesitated again.
"If you don’t want to tell us, then don’t. We’re not interested in guessing. Sorry, but we have things to do. Now, if you’ll excuse us."
Noah, seeing Harry’s reluctance, wasn’t about to indulge him.
Besides, he had already guessed what this was about—Harry wanted to enter the area where the Philosopher’s Stone was being protected, but the path was filled with obstacles.
Clearly, he didn’t think he could get through them alone, so he was looking for helpers.
Noah had no issue with someone seeking help, but at the very least, they should explain themselves properly.
His hesitance and secrecy made it clear he didn’t fully trust them.
And if that was the case, why should Noah care?
To be honest, Noah didn’t think very highly of Harry Potter. Maybe he was talented, but that was just talent.
Until talent was turned into real strength, it was nothing more than an empty promise.
Compared to Harry, Noah respected the professors far more. They had real knowledge and real power, earned through years of hard work.
So, without another word, Noah walked away.
Kenn and the others followed suit, and even Hermione, though curious about what Harry wanted, chose to follow Noah.
"Sorry, please wait!"
Seeing them leave without hesitation, Harry panicked.
After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and finally blurted out:
"Do you still remember what you told me about Nicolas Flamel and the Dark Lord?"
"Of course we remember. We were the ones who told you about it months ago. Why?" Evan asked, confused.
"Well… that night, I went to the Forbidden Forest to ask Hagrid about it—oh, Hagrid is the Keeper of Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts. I was—"
"Get to the point."
"Right. Later, something happened. When I was serving detention in the Forbidden Forest, I saw Voldemort! Remember what you told me before? Now I’m absolutely certain—Voldemort is in Hogwarts! He’s trying to steal the Philosopher’s Stone! I swear!"
"Ah… what?"
