Chapter 50: The Magical World of Learning

【You have completely processed a nettle to an apprentice standard, proficiency +1】

【You have completely processed a nettle to an apprentice standard, proficiency +1】

【Herbology Cognition unlocked】

【New Herbology field title unlocked, please check】

【A wizard talent has been unlocked, please check】

After spending two days,

Sean completed the unlocking of the Herbology title.

He couldn't wait to check:

【Title: Herbology Intern】

【Slightly increases perception of plants, slightly improves Herbology talent】

Increase perception of plants?

Sounds pretty good.

Sean continued to look down:

【Wizard Sean, Herbology talent: Green (Herbology Intern title bonus, original talent was White) Note: Average wizard is Green】

His talent, in terms of being disappointing,

never disappoints.

Alright,

at least I can still change it by grinding proficiency.

Sean thought.

Soon, Sean experienced the benefits brought by the change in talent.

When distinguishing mature dried nettles, a peculiar intuition led him to choose a batch of nettles that had just matured.

After the soaking process, he harvested his first "Novice" level in the Herbology field.

【You have completely processed a nettle to a Novice standard, proficiency +3】

Truly a magical world of talent.

Sean's stereotype of the magical world deepened once again.

"Excellent processing, Mr. Green, I'm giving Ravenclaw two points!"

Professor Sprout walked over, looking slightly surprised.

"Everyone come over! Observe these processed nettles; their stinging hairs and down have disappeared.

This is a characteristic that an excellent nettle material should possess—

Mr. Green, you are progressing very quickly."

Professor Sprout encouraged him softly while everyone observed the nettles.

Herbology class ended quickly. When leaving the greenhouse,

Sean heard the little wizards whispering.

"Who is that?"

"Sean Green, haven't you heard of him?"

"Quite the contrary, I've heard so much I'm getting tired of it. It's said he performs excellently in Charms and Transfiguration—is he from a wizarding family?"

"That's the scariest part; it's said he's a Muggle-born wizard..."

When Sean looked toward the sound, the two little wizards turned red and hurried away.

"Sean, it seems you're famous."

Michael spoke with full mockery,

"And shouldn't you be? I've never seen a wizard who can be proficient in everything magical... except Potions."

Michael's mockery ended helplessly during Astronomy class.

"... Stairs, stairs, and more stairs. Terry, have you seen the end yet?"

Michael panted, and while talking to Terry, he specifically glanced at Sean.

The little wizard's face was still pale.

"It's said the Astronomy Tower is the highest tower in all of Hogwarts... even higher than the Ravenclaw Tower..."

Michael said while sharing his gossip, silently following half a step behind Sean.

"... Is that so?"

Anthony replied, then imperceptibly moved closer to Michael.

The two followed the pale little wizard, one on the left and one on the right.

The witch teaching Astronomy was Professor Aurora Sinistra, a witch with a transcendent temperament.

She taught the little wizards to use telescopes to observe the starry sky and learn the names of different stars and the trajectories of planetary orbits.

In the classroom she set up, there were many instruments like orreries, moon charts, moon-gazing mirrors, star charts, and telescopes.

It looked like some kind of research institute.

The only difference from a research institute was that the night view here was extremely beautiful, with various precise magical instruments running quietly.

Because he was familiar with the operating principles of telescopes, Sean was quickly noticed by Professor Sinistra.

He was even allowed to use a large metal sphere to predict the trajectory of Io, the moon of Jupiter.

This made Terry extremely envious; he, who was usually taciturn, asked Sean about the experience no less than three times.

Sean described it to him in detail, and his longing was evident in his expression:

"Oh! Merlin! That must be wonderful; that is a very rare magical moon-gazing device..."

After Astronomy class,

it was almost curfew time.

Sean, who had climbed the high tower twice in a row, didn't look too good, but it didn't affect him organizing his Astronomy notes.

If he remembered correctly, first-year little wizards mainly learn the names of stars and planetary motion trajectories.

This wasn't a difficult task; one just had to memorize them all.

The only difficult part might be drawing the trajectory charts, but for Sean, this was also a piece of cake.

Don't underestimate the power of compulsory education!

After organizing his notes, Sean took out books on Potions and History of Magic to read.

The preparation work for brewing potions was already done, and Sean tried to find some brewing techniques in these books.

Although there were only strict steps and brief descriptions inside,

Sean could still get some vague explanations in the subtle details:

【When making Cure for Boils, one must stir twice to the left, then three times to the right; the force must be moderate...】

What is moderate force?

Sean found the answer in "History of Magic":

【An automatic stirring cauldron is a cauldron enchanted to stir potions automatically; the stirring spoon often crushes the bubbles...】

Sean guessed that crushing the bubbles was a moderate force.

Sure enough, history is a good teacher, and it hasn't changed in the magical world.

Ravenclaw Common Room.

It was always quiet here, but this didn't mean the wizards would study all the time.

In fact, little wizards of this age are always playful.

After Michael finished his History of Magic essay, he had been playing Gobstones for an hour.

Seeing Sean still immersed in study, he exchanged a look with Terry, who was observing various stones,

and then, taking advantage of the gap while Sean was changing books, said:

"Sean, it's not that I'm saying anything, but I've never seen you doing anything else...

A wizard's life can't just be about studying, right?

You're in Charms class, Transfiguration class, History of Magic... Merlin! You've already learned ahead by who knows how much?

I'm saying, don't you find it boring?"

Sean looked up.

Boring?

You... what are you talking about?

This is magic!

It possesses outrageous immediate positive feedback; basically, the more you learn, the more interesting it is, and the more motivated you become.

Moreover, for magic, as long as you put in enough effort, it can be transformed into power that can be used directly.

This is visible and perceivable.

Not to mention its practicality and versatile abilities; it is simply a miracle of idealism.

Soon, Sean realized he seemed to have overlooked one point.

That is, the magic of little wizards is innate.

Perhaps this is why little wizards don't particularly cherish it.

But for Sean, he had lain on a hospital bed in an orphanage for three months.

His heart had gradually become numb, just like his body.

It was that owl that braved the wind and snow to break into the house, ===== CHAPTER 51 =====