"Side quest: Establish your authority! Complete." "Quest reward: Shield Charm." "Holder, please prepare to receive the reward."
A moment later, Tom found himself with countless memories related to the Shield Charm, as though he had mastered the spell long ago.
No matter how many times it happened, gaining spells or knowledge through quest rewards still felt incredible.
The Shield Charm was a life-saving skill for wizards and the best defensive spell in combat. If he had known it before, he would not have been hit by the Leg-Locker Curse.
With it, if he encountered a similar battle again, he could defeat them without a scratch.
However, compared to obtaining the Shield Charm, another unexpected gain concerned him more.
Parseltongue.
He was a Parselmouth.
And according to Lucius Malfoy, it was an ability possessed only by Salazar Slytherin and his descendants.
He was very likely a direct descendant of the great Slytherin, one of the school's four founders!
That meant he was more worthy of the Slytherin name than anyone else!
Lucius Malfoy immediately declared that Tom was the purest Slytherin imaginable, far more suited to joining the Slytherin Brotherhood than himself. He even said, "You should be the president!"
Tom was not particularly interested in that so-called Brotherhood.
A group of arrogant rich brats. If the young wizards in it were all on the level of Lucius Malfoy or Derian, it would be less valuable than the Hero Group he belonged to.
Still, he agreed to take a look at the Brotherhood later.
They might be idiots, but that made them easy to control, didn't it?
Besides, since Lucius Malfoy had brought him information about his identity, Tom was in a good mood and spared them their punishment.
After the conflict, only poor Derian had suffered a scalded