【Host: Wayne Lawrence (inherited Andrew's Talent)
Magic: SS(A+)
Spell: SS-(A-)
Defense Against the Dark Arts: SS+(B)
Dark Arts: A+ (Andrew's Dark Arts Talent was B, not retained)
Transfiguration: S+
Potions: A+(A)
Alchemy: A- (Andrew did not possess any knowledge of alchemy)
Special Talent: Memory Palace, Innate Holy Spirit (Guardian Spirit power greatly increased, Defense Against the Dark Arts receives a bonus), Wandless Magic (easier to master wandless magic skills, enhances wandless magic power)】
【Overall Evaluation: ss-, Your talent stands at the pinnacle of the masses. You can achieve peak performance by following a normal path.】
After seeing his current stats, Wayne could only say three words.
Who else!?
From A- to SS-, Wayne's heart was already extremely inflated.
After receiving the template, he also gained quite a bit of understanding about this person, Andrew.
He was a famous wizard from ancient Greece. His most terrifying achievement was being able to summon a guardian spirit the size of a giant using wandless magic.
This was unprecedented at the time, and even now, no one can achieve this feat.
Because a guardian spirit needs the power of positive emotions, the stronger a person's guardian spirit, the more righteous they are.
Therefore, while being called the invincible Andrew, he was also simultaneously called Saint Andrew by wizards of his era.
Don't look at the final rating of SS-, Andrew's strength is far more than what the system evaluation shows.
His Dark Arts is only B-grade, his Potions and Alchemy are also pitiful. If he could improve these to the S-grade level.
Wayne wouldn't doubt that Andrew's evaluation would be even higher.
This isn't a newbie package, it's simply a cheat code for invincibility!
“System, you don't have to return the points, I can still earn them later. Can you give me another compensation package?”
Wayne asked expectantly, but didn't get a reply for a while. He then heard the servant calling him down for dinner outside, so he had to give up.
After dinner, Wayne didn't hesitate and went straight back to his dorm to delve into magic.
Just like a child who has received their favorite toy, they won't let go until they are tired of playing.
Magic is much more interesting than toys.
Although he didn't have a wand, perhaps because of the wandless magic talent, Wayne could still use simple magic.
Controlling the cup to fly around the room, he finally clenched his hand tightly!
Bang!
The cup worth hundreds of pounds shattered into pieces, falling to the ground.
He imagined restoring the cup to its original state, but this time he failed. The fragments were pieced together, but the cracks were obvious.
“Is it because of the lack of a spell?”
Wayne pondered for a moment, and tentatively shouted, “Reparo”, but the cup didn't change at all, it was still broken.
“It's impossible, after all.” Wayne shook his head and laughed.
If a spell could simply be activated by chanting it, what would we need books for? Just release a spell dictionary, wouldn't that be enough.
There must be other mysteries within it.
...
For a whole night, Wayne didn't rest. It wasn't until Humphrey came to his house that he reluctantly stopped, his spirit also somewhat wilted.
The entire set of teacups and teapot in the room were shattered into pieces. When the servants came in to clean, they were heartbroken.
These few items cost more than their monthly wages.
“Didn't sleep well last night?”
Seeing Wayne close his eyes and rest as soon as he arrived in the living room, Humphrey also understood, after all, children are always curious about magic.
Wayne didn't refute, he softly hummed and continued to rest.
The time was nine o'clock sharp, and the doorbell rang on schedule.
“I'm coming.”
Humphrey, who was dealing with documents, looked slightly moved, and Wayne also opened his eyes.
He wondered who the professor sent to him would be.
The door was opened by the servant. Humphrey was stunned, there was no one at the door, it was empty.
At this time, a tabby cat walked in. In the shocked eyes of the servant and Humphrey, it transformed into a woman about fifty or sixty years old.
She had a serious expression, wearing square glasses and a green cloak, with a tall wizard's hat on her head.
Perfectly fitting the author's description of a wizard in fantasy works.
Seeing the servant was so shocked that she was about to faint, the woman frowned and flicked her wand.
The servant was dazed for a moment and left the door on her own, going to another room.
“I apologize for scaring you, but I have proven too many times that I'm not a fraud, so I can only use this more direct method.”
“I am Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts, Head of Gryffindor.”
Professor McGonagall introduced herself, the whole process was smooth as silk.
As the most dedicated teacher in Hogwarts, she has to go to the homes of many Muggle-born witches and wizards every summer vacation to prove to them the existence of wizards and that the letter wasn't a prank.
She could be considered experienced.
“Hello Professor McGonagall, I'm Wayne Lawrence.”
Wayne quietly looked at this older... no, super-aged cat girl, lamenting his good fortune.
The newbie village guide NPC is Professor McGonagall, definitely more reliable than Hagrid and Snape.
“Mr. Lawrence.” McGonagall nodded, lamenting that this little wizard was really cute, much better than those crooked and twisted ones in her school days.
She then remembered the servant and explained, “It's best not to let too many Muggles know about magic. Don't worry, I just used a Confusion Charm.”
Then, McGonagall looked at Humphrey, who had been sitting there looking at her.
“This is… your father?”
“No, he's my uncle. My parents passed away a long time ago.” Wayne shook his head, McGonagall's eyes immediately filled with apology and pity.
“I'm sorry, I didn't know.”
“It's alright.” Wayne smiled softly.
At this time, Humphrey finally spoke up, “Wayne, since you've confirmed that the other party isn't a fraud, I'm relieved. I'm going to work now.”
He didn't choose to stay and accompany Wayne to Diagon Alley to buy the necessary supplies for school.
Although he was quite troubled by this nephew, Humphrey also knew this kid was a precocious child and wouldn't cause any trouble.
Before leaving, Humphrey said to Wayne:
“If you encounter any problems at school, you can contact Minister of Magic, Millicent Bulstrode, she might be able to provide you with some help.”
In McGonagall's surprised gaze, Humphrey hurried away.
“Although Barno has retired a year ago, the current Minister is Fudge, but…”
“Mr. Lawrence, can you explain why your uncle knows about the Ministry of Magic?”