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Noah's modest little goal really was not an exaggeration. Tier One truly did not count as anything impressive. It only meant that Noah had gone from a magic apprentice to a proper mage.

Oh, no—in this country, calling him a wizard might be more fitting. A normally graduated wizard had actually reached about Tier Two or Three, and an outstanding one could reach Tier Four!

And as for the professors at Hogwarts, such as Professor Dumbledore and the others, their strength was actually around Tier Five to Six, or even higher!

Noah felt that if he really could not even manage that, then this transmigration of his would truly have been wasted, and so would the system that had come with him.

Even if he had not transmigrated here willingly, no matter what, he could not disgrace the name of transmigrators, could he?

Two months slowly passed. Noah's days remained rather monotonous. He attended classes seriously, and whenever he had free time, he properly entered the System Space to read and condense his magic.

Perhaps because he entered the System Space rather frequently, and because whenever he went in there, Noah maintained the appearance of sleeping, his state ended up worrying Evan and the other two for a while.

In their eyes, inexplicable drowsiness was a sign of being cursed. No one would develop such a condition for no reason.

Noah did not know what was going on at first, but later, after he noticed that his roommates were always looking up books related to curses, he realized something was off.

"What exactly are you guys doing?"

"Noah, you mustn't panic. We're looking up some knowledge about the curse you might have been placed under."

"What do you mean, I've been cursed?"

"Yes. You really are sleeping too much. Noon and night are when you fall asleep most easily, and you sleep extremely soundly too. That doesn't seem like anything good."

Noah did not know whether to laugh or cry. These roommates of his really were ridiculous.

Still, he was somewhat touched. After all, people were concerned about him, weren't they?

In the end, Noah spent quite a bit of effort explaining that it was because his sleep quality was simply too good, and that explanation left the three little brats half-convinced and half-doubtful.

"Hey, guys, do you really think someone who's been cursed into year-round drowsiness could be as energetic as I am? Shouldn't they all be unfocused and weak all over?"

"Uh, I guess so. But are you sure you're fine?"

"Of course! I used to be a Muggle. I don't think anyone would curse me out of nowhere. It's not like I'm Harry Potter!"

"..."

The three friends scratched their heads and realized that things did indeed seem to be that way, so they finally stopped messing around like that.

However, this misunderstanding also served as a reminder to Noah. At the very least, he no longer dared to be so unscrupulous at noon.

Loving to study was a good thing, but he did not want others to discover how different he was.

Besides, Noah truly felt that there was no need to be in such a rush anymore. At most, he could use his midday nap time to read the academy's books, which was also quite good, because his strength had increased rather quickly during this period.

Name: Noah Finneal

Age: Eleven

Mage Level: Level Four

Noah glanced at his mage panel and felt very pleased.

Although Noah still could not figure out how exactly this panel judged the rise of his mage level, at least he did not feel anything himself.

But it was written plainly on the panel, and he believed the system would not lie to him.

It's probably because low-level magic apprentices advance fairly quickly to begin with, or maybe my talent is just ridiculously amazing?

Noah thought this rather smugly to himself. After all, no matter who it was, if they went from Level One to Level Four in less than two months, even if it was only at the level of a magic apprentice, they would probably be overjoyed, right?

After packing the things he needed to bring, Noah headed toward the Charms classroom together with his dormitory friends.

The Charms classroom was located in the corridor on the left side of the fourth floor. At the head of the corridor was the Trophy Room, where crystal glass cases displayed trophies, shields, medals, and statues. The room recorded the names of Hogwarts's former Head Boys and Head Girls.

Of course, these things could not draw Noah and the others' attention. What attracted them most was the corridor on the right, because that was the legendary Forbidden Corridor!

Professor Dumbledore had even specifically said at the start of term that if they did not want to die, they should not go to that place.

"I really am curious what's inside. He actually went out of his way to stress it," Evan said quietly as he walked, poking his head out from time to time to look in that direction.

"Evan, control your curiosity. We'd better not cause trouble," Luns said at once from beside him when he heard Evan's words.

"Relax. I'm not one of those brainless lions. I'm just thinking about it. I wouldn't actually dare run over there." Evan shrugged, then turned to look at Noah. "Noah, Kate, aren't you two curious at all?"

"Rather than being curious about that, we might as well think about how to perform well in this class and earn some points for our house. After all, it's our head of house's course," Noah said with an indifferent shrug.

I already know, so why would I be curious?

That Three-headed dog was extremely dangerous. At the very least, Noah had no interest in looking for trouble with that dog.

Although Noah was currently a Level Four magic apprentice, there were truly quite a few things in the System Library. For example, Noah was already reading a book called Compendium of Tricks.

These tricks were not just things for show, but actual magic. It was only because their magic level was too low that they had simply been classified under tricks.

But he had to admit, this thing was indeed fairly suitable for Noah, and in this book, Noah had also found some offensive tricks.

This was also why Noah was not very afraid of that Three-headed dog. Of course, if it had not been chained up with iron chains, Noah would probably still be afraid.

"I think so too. If you really want to know what's inside, why not instigate those Gryffindor students to go in and take a look? I'm sure they'd be very willing."

Kate nodded along with Noah's words, but in the end, this guy silently came up with a rotten idea.

His words immediately made Noah and the other two look at him unconsciously, making even him feel a little uncomfortable.

"I mean, what's with those looks?" Kate asked strangely.

"Nothing. We just think your idea is brilliant. You really ought to run for student council president," Evan and Luns said in unison, while Noah simply smiled and said nothing.

"Thanks. If I get the chance, I will. Speaking of which, do you want to actually give it a try? I know a few Gryffindor guys, and they seem pretty interested in this sort of thing too."

"Uh, let's talk about it later."

Noah smiled as he looked at his roommates. He thought these guys were genuinely interesting.

As for whether they should try it?

Noah didn't think there was any need. Mr. Potter definitely wouldn't be able to sit still anyway, and when the time came, everyone would know exactly what was hidden in the room off that corridor.