The surname Weasley belongs to a prestigious pure-blood family in the wizarding world.
However, unlike most pure-blood families, the Weasleys have always shown respect and kindness toward Muggles. They firmly believe that both pure-blood and Muggle-born wizards are equals.
Unfortunately, such progressive thinking wasn't wel...
"Harry, how's this thing?"
"It… it looks like it's dying?"
"Seriously? Ask if its eyes are shut! I don’t want to die the moment we open ours."
"Come on, Noah! Do you think it's just going to answer me if I ask?"
Harry shut his eyes tightly, a helpless look on his face, as though he'd just heard something c...
Noah and Harry left quickly, leaving Draco Malfoy standing there in a daze.
The two didn't even glance back, and no one paid Draco any attention. While part of him felt relieved, another part felt furious.
He felt like he’d been looked down upon.
No—more than that—he'd been completely ignored.
It was the...
“Harry, I told you I only gave you a warning—not to drag me out on a shopping spree!”
“But Noah, I heard it again in the corridor earlier. We should check it out.”
“Why not ask Ron to go with you instead?”
“Because both Professor Dumbledore and you told me to notify you immediately if anything suspici...
Draco Malfoy was in a foul mood—no, calling it foul would be an understatement. He was livid.
And all because of one person. Someone he shouldn’t have had anything to do with—someone who should never have intersected with his life. But thanks to his father, Lucius Malfoy, their fates were now tangled in the worst possible wa...
Wizards often dream of things related to themselves—especially things they'd rather not see.
This phenomenon is a peculiar trait tied to the growth of magical power. Noah wasn't entirely sure how it worked. In fact, he couldn’t even remember the last time he had a dream.
That didn’t mean he was unaware of the phenomen...
“Ladies and gentlemen, gather ‘round, gather ‘round!”
In the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom on the third floor, Professor Gilderoy Lockhart stood on a long, narrow platform that looked more like a dueling stage than a classroom. He was wearing a flamboyant, half-cloak and shouting at the top of his lungs to get th...
"Didn't I tell you it's best not to trust Professor Lockhart?" Noah said helplessly, standing beside Harry’s bed in the Hogwarts Hospital Wing.
"I tried to stop him," Harry groaned, lying back against his pillow, frustration etched across his face. "But my arm was already injured, and I didn’t have time to react. Just my luck!"
"Um, excuse me, do we know each other?"
Feeling Serafall tightly hugging him, Blake, though finding the physical contact quite pleasant, still asked formally.
"Hey, hey! Can you teach me that flashy move you used earlier? It’s so cool! As a magical girl, I’m just missing a finishing move like that~!"
Instead of a...
It was probably impossible for Voldemort to return. That guy was likely still floating around in fragments, his soul scattered across who-knows-where!
Still, Dumbledore couldn’t help but consider the possibility. He kept pondering whether Voldemort had left something behind on Harry.
In the end, though, he shook his head....
"I can hear the monster's voice… and understand what it's saying?"
Harry was stunned. He hadn’t expected everything to come full circle—right back to him.
But the more he thought about it, the more it made sense. After all, no one else seemed to hear those strange voices.
"Harry, can you tell me what's going on...
When Blake unhesitatingly refused the Satan’s request to stay, everyone looked at him with strange expressions, unsure of what he was thinking. Only Lia smiled gently, as if she already knew.
"Lord Sirzechs, although my house is small, there are still a few vacant spots."
At that moment, Kiba suddenly spoke up respectfully.
This wasn’t Noah’s first visit to Dumbledore’s office—he was already quite familiar with it.
Aside from Noah and his friends, the Heads of the various Houses were also present.
Argus Filch had tried to come along but was dismissed by Dumbledore. Gilderoy Lockhart, on the other hand, directly stated that he had other matters...
Noah’s current position was undeniably awkward. He now stood alone at the front of the group, cautiously inspecting the petrified cat.
To any observer, the scene looked incriminating—like he might have been the one who attacked the cat.
Especially since Noah was holding a wand.
Although Kenn and the others also had their...
“Lord Blake, Miss, and all the others, good evening.”
At that moment, following behind Sirzechs, and finally seizing the opportunity, Grafiya showed a serious expression and respectfully greeted them. Now, as a maid of the Gremory family, she had to observe proper etiquette.
“Hopefully, there won’t be another terrifying inc...
Spiders only choose to migrate when their lives are threatened. In the magical world, such behavior becomes even more unpredictable.
In this world of magic, the unknown—mysterious and elusive—is rarely a good sign.
The unknown often signifies danger. Yet, ironically, it is the pursuit of the unknown that defines a true wizard.<...
"What's wrong, Harry?" Lockhart looked at Harry strangely. What's wrong with this guy?
"Professor, you..." Harry was stunned for a moment, and then asked hesitantly: "Did you hear any strange noises?"
"Strange noises?" Lockhart looked around, and it was obvious that he didn't see anything.
At this time, the candlelight in th...
At dusk, after a day of playing, Blake, Koneko, and Kanna finally went to the Occult Research Club.Once everyone had gathered, Blake calmly explained the events from his encounter with Azazel that day.
“What a joke! Although the talks between the Devil, fallen angels, and angelic leaders are to be held in this city, the Fallen Angel Gov...
Harry and Ron were living fulfilling lives now—or to be more precise, they were exhausted but incredibly happy.
The Room of Requirement was a magical place. So magical, in fact, that neither of them could find the words to describe it properly.
Well, aside from the initial discomfort of seeing other members of the League of Mages...
Harry and Ron’s test didn’t go as smoothly as expected. To be honest, these two really had all kinds of issues!
Harry’s problem was subject bias. He was seriously tilted in his strengths. His flying class was excellent—borderline prodigious—but when it came to Potions… let’s just say things got messy. The real issue? Noah an...
“Give you the Red Dragon Emperor’s gauntlet for research...”
Blake raised an eyebrow, a little surprised inside.
He had only visited the Silva family yesterday and used the gauntlet once, yet today Azazel had already gotten the news?
“Don’t look at me like that. Someone must have spread your information completely....
Harry and Ron walked out of Snape’s office, still looking slightly dazed.
Seeing Snape rush to the Quidditch pitch earlier had filled them with an ominous feeling. And when they were dragged to his office—along with the entire Slytherin Quidditch team—while their own Gryffindor teammates were dismissed, the two of them had been sure...
"You better give me a reasonable explanation! Gentlemen!"
In the dean's office of Slytherin, Professor Snape had a gloomy face, and his sharp eyes slowly swept over Noah and others and the group of Slytherin students.
Everything that happened today seemed too much to him, especially when his eyes unconsciously paused when he swept ...
"Koneko, are we playing fighting games again today?" Standing at the entrance of the arcade, Blake lightly patted Koneko’s head and gently asked.
"Mm, I must defeat you today," Koneko said without hesitation. She pushed the glass door open with her small hand and entered.
Seeing this, Blake could only smile helplessly before foll...
"Who the hell are you?!"
Marcus Flint was trembling, his wand lying forgotten on the ground. He didn’t dare to pick it up.
Terror gripped him. That wind blade—that damn wind blade—was a nightmare. His courage had all but vanished.
He desperately wanted to know: Who was Noah? And how could he wield such terrifying magic...
"Boy, it's not too late to regret this!"
"Hmph, you're so talkative, Flint. I hope your dueling skills are as sharp as your tongue."
Noah looked at Marcus calmly, raised his wand to his face, and bowed slightly. Marcus followed suit, and then both retreated to a proper distance at the same time.
It had to be said—duels in ...
Seeing that everyone was now looking at her, Rias paused briefly before continuing her explanation.
“As for the fallen angels, the fallen angel governor Azazel sent the truth to both the Angle and Devil factions. The theft of Excalibur fragments was entirely Kokabiel’s unilateral decision. The other higher up were unaware of this matt...
The word Mudblood is far from friendly. Severus Snape once hurled this insult at Lily Evans, the girl he loved, in a moment of wounded pride.
As a result, their friendship shattered beyond repair. Noah had no idea whether Snape had a lapse in judgment or just a complete lack of sense—who in their right mind would say such a thin...
"Harry and Ron, do you want to join me here?"
Noah found the situation bizarre. How could these two suddenly decide to join him?
To be honest, Noah always considered himself lucky and resilient, but he never thought of himself as the Chosen One.
He recalled a phrase: You are not the chosen one. You are not strong!
“I, I will do my best!”
In the tense atmosphere, Asia blushed and said. Her affection for Blake was quite evident.
“Ah, since Lia has said so, I guess I’ll test my cooking skills. After all, it’s been a while since I’ve cooked.”
Akeno, having regained her composure, smiled gently and calmly began putting on...