Looking at the new text appearing on the system panel, Ciel showed surprise. After Occluncy advanced to the Platinum level, it actually gave him a new ability? Gold level Sixth Sense Enhancent?
His face flashed with strangeness as he involuntarily touched his previously sore brow. He had a feeling that a new "eye" had opened at his brow. But whether through finger touch or looking in mirrors, nothing appeared different.
Connecting this to the Sixth Sense Enhancent ability on the system panel, could there be so connection between them?
Soon after, he stopped guessing. Whether there was a connection or not, he would know by trying. Occluncy activated. After reaching Platinum level, this ntal control art went deeper. He felt every strand of ntal power seed under his control. Even previously untouched deeper ntal forces were now excavated.
His thinking beca sharper, his mind clearer. But after running Occluncy, the most significant change was him feeling his ntal power truly condense into a ntal pupil at his brow!
When he focused attention on it, imdiately the entire world dimd. What he saw was no longer the material world, but a strange world mixed with countless intricate lines and colours. Indescribably strange sensations arose in his heart.
Soon after, he suddenly recalled descriptions from the original story about Divination Professor Trelawney. Her Divination classes were always criticised by students. Students couldn't see anything valuable from tea leaf distributions and various random ons.
Even Hermione, who always respected professors in the original story, was quite angry after Divination classes. But Trelawney told Hermione's enquiries that she lacked talent.
Later, during Umbridge's takeover of Hogwarts, that toad had also troubled Trelawney. Umbridge mockingly said if Trelawney claid to have the Inner Eye, she should demonstrate it. Of course Trelawney couldn't demonstrate this.
Most people in the original story considered Trelawney a fraud. But actually, Trelawney's prophecies through various thods, whether tea leaves, tarot cards, or words spoken in mysterious states, though she herself wasn't certain, all ca true. She was a true Seer!
Recalling these events, he showed a thoughtful expression: "Trelawney claid to have the Inner Eye. With this Inner Eye, she could see worlds ordinary people couldn't see, even see fate. Could her so called Inner Eye be this ntal pupil in my spiritual world, or sothing similar?"
But soon after, he still had various doubts. Though he could see these lines and colours, he couldn't make sense of them at all, much less make accurate prophecies about major magical world events like Trelawney.
Moreover, wizards like Dumbledore, Voldemort, and Snape had much higher Occluncy mastery than him. Their sixth sense should be stronger, and what this ntal pupil observed should be clearer. Yet even they couldn't glimpse fate at all. How did Trelawney do it? In the original story, she seed not even to know Occluncy!
But soon, since he couldn't figure it out, he stopped obsessing over Trelawney and the "Inner Eye". Though he couldn't understand the ntal pupil's world, his enhanced sixth sense naturally benefited him. When facing certain dangers, sixth sense might help him avoid them in advance.
Besides this, he also saw on his system panel that Deter Ritual Magic was much brighter than before.
"It's said that in the Olympian era, gods had high requirents for ritual priests. They wanted those with extrely sensitive feelings who could receive divine oracles. Could this refer to having a super strong sixth sense? So after my sixth sense improved, I'm closer to ancient priest standards. Therefore, Deter Ritual Magic for worshipping the fertility goddess also improved in mastery."
He nodded quite satisfactorily at this change. Deter Ritual Magic mastery improvent was still very crucial for him. Not to ntion accelerating plant maturation once every three months; the last ti ritual magic mastery improved, it even let him bless so seeds through the silver chalice.
This directly saved countless selection and cultivation efforts, improving seed quality. If Deter Ritual Magic could continue improving another level, perhaps there would be even greater surprises.
"Overall, this Occluncy advancent, even not counting mysterious things like sixth sense, was definitely highly profitable."
His mouth curved into a smile. But the next mont, sudden stabbing pain erupted at his brow. His smile instantly froze. He never expected that just after getting Sixth Sense Enhancent and opening the ntal pupil in his spiritual world, there would be a reaction.
What happened? Then he opened his ntal pupil again. The world before his eyes again beca countless lines and chaotic colours. But when he looked up at the sky, he could see countless dense black lines covering Hogwarts' sky. Large blocks of disturbing, murky colours also churned above, like thick dark clouds pressing down!
Soon after, his brow felt sore, and he involuntarily exited this strange vision. His previous satisfaction and joy were instantly shrouded in confusion: "What exactly happened? Is it Quirrell? What did he do?"
At this ti, a night had passed. Young wizards no longer had classes to attend. All remaining ti was for final exam preparation. This also ant today was when exam schedules would be posted.
He saw the Hufflepuff common room door open. Professor Sprout entered with an extrely grim expression, posting an exam schedule in the most conspicuous place. With his eyesight, he easily read the schedule's contents.
Exams for Charms, History of Magic, Transfiguration, and Flying – these subjects had no problems. Exam tis, classrooms, and detailed information were clearly written. But after scanning the entire schedule, he discovered it lacked one subject's exam information.
He couldn't help asking Professor Sprout: "Aunt, where's the Defence Against the Dark Arts exam schedule? Why isn't it on the table?"
This question made Professor Sprout's face even gloomier. She said through gritted teeth: "Because this year's Defence Against the Dark Arts assessnt is different from previous years. This year's first year students must all enter the Forbidden Forest for practical combat!"
Hearing this news, even though he was prepared, he couldn't help showing a shocked expression. Young wizards entering the Forbidden Forest? This was this year's exam content? Was this insane?!
He could enter the Forbidden Forest because his strength far exceeded that of students in the sa year. Most crucially, his vitality was too formidable; nothing in the Forbidden Forest could kill him. But what about other young wizards? No matter how talented, they were still fragile.
Young Snape had nearly died under werewolf Lupin. Though the Forbidden Forest didn't have many dangers comparable to werewolves, there were definitely quite a few. Just Acromantulas alone could easily devour an entire house's young wizards.
Making first year students enter the Forbidden Forest for final exams, besides being insane, how else could this behaviour be described? "How could there be such an arrangent?"
Facing his inquiry, Professor Sprout took a deep breath: "He went too far. This past week, Professor Quirrell's reputation has been at its peak, his relationship with Minister Fudge like glue. The entire magical world's dia, large and small, have all been promoting Professor Quirrell. So Professor Quirrell raised a question: the man-eating monster in this disappearance incident wasn't particularly powerful; why couldn't anyone handle it for so long? He believes it's because the British magical world's Defence Against the Dark Arts education has been lacking for too long. From school onwards, wizards never truly learnt to deal with darkness and danger. So Professor Quirrell proposed arranging a safe venue at the Forbidden Forest's periter without lethal danger. Let children truly learn combat from the first year onwards, avoiding being powerless when facing real dangers like disappearance incidents."
He was even more astonished: "Headmaster Dumbledore didn't object?"
Professor Sprout's face showed complex expressions of anger and mockery: "The Ministry approved Quirrell's application. The Board of Governors also agreed with Quirrell's idea. Even surveys of student parents showed agreent in the majority. Quirrell built too much montum. Everyone was also scared by the previous man-eating monster, truly feeling it necessary for young wizards to learn self-protection thods. Moreover, Quirrell obtained Harry Potter's signed agreent. All parties agreed; even the saviour thought it very necessary. Even if Dumbledore is Hogwarts headmaster, what could he do?"
Hearing this, he slowly recovered, his mood complex. Ultimately, the situation beca this way for one simple reason. Dumbledore, he went too far! He set up Philosopher's Stone trials in Hogwarts, wanting to test Voldemort's recovery level and more importantly, to temper saviour Harry Potter.
But Quirrell used montum and pressure, plus exploited Harry's trust in him, to reverse the situation. Now it was Quirrell's turn to have ho advantage. This was already an open conspiracy.
Obviously, on exam day, Quirrell would definitely arrange things to trap Dumbledore and all Hogwarts professors in the Forbidden Forest. Then he would directly enter the trials and take the Philosopher's Stone.
Dumbledore had to choose between protecting the Philosopher's Stone while letting young wizards face mortal danger or protecting young wizards while the Philosopher's Stone was in peril. He had really gone too far.
He exhaled softly and shook his head lightly. He never expected that near year's end, the Philosopher's Stone plot would develop like this.
But soon after, he recovered from this shocking news. Whether Voldemort could get the Philosopher's Stone, what did that matter to him? If the sky fell, Dumbledore would hold it up. After all, this situation originally arose because Dumbledore deliberately ignored Quirrell, wanting to use him as a whetstone. How to solve it was Dumbledore's problem.
But Dumbledore still held the Elder Wand and hadn't been cursed by the Resurrection Stone ring's fatal curse yet. Even if Voldemort truly got the Philosopher's Stone and recovered his body, he couldn't cause too much trouble before Dumbledore.
Moreover, the Philosopher's Stone wasn't so ga item that worked with a right click. It needed complex operations to create a new body. And this was Hogwarts, Dumbledore's absolute ho ground. If Voldemort could escape with the Philosopher's Stone from here, Dumbledore might as well find so tofu to bash his head against.
So however bad the situation, it couldn't get that bad. Instead, after learning this news, his eyes brightened, finding sothing beneficial for himself.
Since Quirrell was using this to tie up Dumbledore, now Quirrell's main energy was definitely focused on Forbidden Forest arrangents. Moreover, before final exams arrived, Quirrell had to ensure young wizards stayed safe.
Otherwise, if any young wizard was seriously injured or died at Hogwarts, Dumbledore could imdiately find an excuse to veto Quirrell's proposal. All of Quirrell's hard work, building montum and winning over all parties, would be wasted.
This ant even if Quirrell wanted to kill him, now wasn't the ti. As long as he didn't go to the Forbidden Forest and walk into Quirrell's trap, he could have a relatively safe period.
From now until the Defence Against the Dark Arts exam, there was only one week. For others, one week passed in a flash. Even with Harry's talent, one week couldn't teach any powerful spells for breakthrough progress. But for him, one week could sotis bring transformative changes.
Especially after he calculated the ti, his eyes brightened even more: "The timing is about right. The Protean Fruit on Sprout Island should be ripe, right?"
His gaze fell on the system panel. Legendary Life had already undergone one sublimation, but Legendary Strength was still stuck at the one sublimation node. Perhaps this would be an opportunity? If Legendary Strength could sublimate once more, whatever was in the Forbidden Forest would tremble before this unmatched power!
The next mont, he took out the Portkey. In the spinning sensation, he arrived at Sprout Island.
[Protean Fruit (Silver, mature)]
[Harvest available]
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