Ian's gaze was drawn to the golden apple—its shimmering surface was as exquisite as a work of art.
Beside him, Pandero urged him on impatiently.
"Quick! Eat it now! Before the old witch sees it—she'll snatch it away for sure!"
Perhaps it wasn't just Ian's imagination.
After all—
The witch, despite appearing utterly furious, still hadn't made a move. Instead, she merely glared at Pandero and Ariana with eyes that seemed ready to burst into flames.
...
"I Could Use the Ethereal Realm for Smuggling!"
Only those who have truly experienced poverty understand the value of money.
That was the first bold idea that popped into Ian's mind. If he could exploit the Ethereal Realm for smuggl...
What does it take to create a miracle?
Ian answered that question with a quill and dozens of hours of effort.
Seven full years' worth of Potions textbooks—an overwhelming amount of text. But thanks to the academic discipline he had...
Hogwarts.
A castle renowned for its grand, imposing structure, labyrinthine interiors, and omnipresent aura of magic. It was a place countless witches and wizards dreamed of attending.
The outer walls, built from massive gray stones,...
He came.
He left.
With a wave of his sleeve, he was gone.
All that remained was Ian, who was left frustrated at not being able to learn any new spells, a bag of gold coins that had somehow ended up in his possession, and a per...
It was obvious.
Snape intended to "recreate" the bizarre scene Ian had described in an attempt to expose his words as sheer nonsense.
However—
Ian showed no sign of nervousness.
From an instructional perspective, the ...
The curtains were drawn tightly shut.
Torn oilcloth and scattered corpses littered the room. If Severus Snape hadn't known this was one of his own unused properties, he would have assumed he'd stepped into a dark wizard's lair.
"So, ...
The sun rose and fell, marking the quiet passage of time.
Hogsmeade Village remained as tranquil and peaceful as ever.
Outside the village, the trees stood tall and verdant, their trunks wrapped in vines, a silent testament to the ye...
The moon hung high in a sky filled with twinkling stars.
Inside a quiet little cabin, soft silver light filtered through the half-drawn curtains, casting dappled shadows on the wooden floor. A faint scent of pine lingered in the air, blendi...
Some words are so shocking that they demand attention.
Kraft's eyes widened in disbelief.
"What… what did you just say!?"
For a brief moment, he thought his aging ears were playing tricks on him. Surely, he had misheard. The...
As Ian departed, the once-disrupted bookstore returned to its quiet solitude.
The setting sun cast a gentle orange glow over the horizon, painting the sky in warm hues as the earth slowly donned the veil of night. Aurora Grindelwald switche...
The girl was beautiful.
Even under Ian's discerning gaze—practically a "raw camera lens" with no filter—there wasn't a single flaw to be found. She was far beyond the airbrushed beauties he had seen on social media.
Her skin was ...
Time flew by.
When one's life is fulfilling, days seem to pass in the blink of an eye. Ian was no exception—he felt like he had grown significantly compared to just a few days ago.
[Runic Mastery (Level 1): 3/100]
Hard work ...
The bookstore owner might have been physically frail, but that did nothing to diminish his expertise in selecting books.
In fact, being able to run a bookstore in Hogsmeade was proof that, while he might not have had the best business acume...
As expected.
Some things remain the same, no matter where you go.
And when it comes to assignments—
They're never easy.
Ian had a feeling that he was well on his way to becoming the least popular student at Hogwarts. ...
The fact that objects from the Ethereal Realm could be brought into the real world…
Ian had just uncovered another astonishing secret.
Thinking about it, though, it made perfect sense.
If he could bring mundane things like c...
Ian felt as if his body had become a vessel—bloated, overfilled, straining against the weight of something that did not belong to him.
Something foreign.
Something overwhelming.
"I'm tainted..."
A torrent of killing i...
The Reversal of Fate!
Severus Snape might be well-versed in the art of deception, but there was no way he possessed the ability to reverse cause and effect. Ian was certain he had uncovered the truth.
Snape was a plagiarist!
T...
Ian hated dealing with cryptic people.
He only liked being the cryptic one.
Thankfully, the mysterious witch, despite sharing the wizards' bad habit of speaking in riddles, didn't indulge in it too heavily. After noticing Ian's confu...
Ian's sudden arrival shattered the serene atmosphere of the grand hall.
A moment ago, the room had been alive with opulence—an elaborate table adorned with silverware and fine porcelain, plates filled with sumptuous food, and a grand chan...
The peaceful village of Hogsmeade stirred with early morning activity as the sun rose over its rooftops.
Thin trails of smoke curled from chimneys, blending with the lingering morning mist. Though the hour was still early, many witches and ...
The moon hung high in the vast, star-strewn sky, its pale glow casting a serene luminescence over the towering spires of Hogwarts. The ancient castle, nestled among rolling hills and darkened forests, stood as a monument to centuries of magical he...
2025-03-10 03:58:26 +0000 UTC View PostIt had to be said—despite Professor Snape's venomous tongue, his unpleasant demeanor, and his less-than-charming appearance, he did possess quite a few admirable qualities.
For instance, the amount of Galleons he had left for Ian was more...
The weather was a bit chilly.
Ian glanced back at the slowly closing door before looking up at the weathered sign of Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 BC. At that moment, he felt as if he had just discovered the biggest scam opera...
Silver light flickered and intertwined for a moment before slowly retreating back into the wand. Only faint traces of silver radiance continued to shimmer, gradually dissipating into the air.
"I never thought it would truly wait for its rig...
[Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C.]
Ian stood at the entrance of the shop, his heart brimming with an indescribable excitement.
"If you get this lost in thought while brewing a potion, only Merlin himself, fully commit...
About three hours later…
Ian had already completed most of his school shopping under Snape's guidance.
The list of required items for first-year students at Hogwarts wasn't particularly extensive. Apart from the necessary textbooks...
Movies are, after all, just movies.
They are bound by special effects, limited by camera angles, and can only present a mere fragment of what Diagon Alley truly is.
It wasn't until Ian actually stepped foot onto its cobbled streets t...
The city was shrouded in a veil of mist.
London's infamous smog draped over the streets like layers of sheer fabric, softening the edges of buildings and casting an almost dreamlike haze over the quiet roads.
Ian walked in silence, h...