For the remaining month or so, Harley felt quite pleased.
When Harley first arrived home that day, the Dursley family was out; it turned out they had gone to buy daily necessities for her.
That very evening, Harley moved into the guest room at the Dursley residence, which had been thoroughly cleaned by Petunia, with all the items inside replaced.
Uncle Vernon even gritted his teeth as he handed over a sum of money to Harley, allowing her to purchase new clothes and anything else she wanted.
The condition was that for the remaining time before school started, she had to stay in her room and stop summoning those eerie black flames.
Harley didn't mind this at all; besides, even if she did summon the black flames, there wasn't much Uncle Vernon could do about it.
Moreover, she didn't have that much time to waste tangling with the Dursley family. In fact, Harley spent most of her time reading.
During her time on the run, Harley had often read books, especially those accessible to ordinary people that introduced the various kingdoms.
After all, she had been in a state of constant wandering. Therefore, understanding the politics, culture, and customs of various kingdoms was essential.
Now, Harley had skillfully begun to research information about the wizarding world, starting with a careful study of A History of Magic.
These books seemed dull, but the knowledge they contained was extremely important.
In particular, a book written by the current Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge, titled From Prefect to Minister, was very useful to Harley.
Although the book was filled with the author's self-aggrandizement, the writer was, after all, the current Minister for Magic, so most of the information still held reference value.
This allowed Harley to learn quite a bit of useful information, especially regarding the structure and political system of the Ministry of Magic.
In addition to these miscellaneous books, the textbooks required by Hogwarts also benefited Harley greatly. Through these books, Harley gained a general understanding of the magic system.
This was a system vastly different from the Sequence pathways.
The Sequence pathways only allowed one to obtain corresponding abilities or the qualification to learn occult knowledge more safely by consuming specific potions.
However, everyone could consume Sequence potions and had the chance to become a Beyonder. And even if one wasn't a Beyonder, one could still come into contact with and use some occult knowledge, though its safety was another matter.
It could be said that in that world, almost everyone had the aptitude, but the total amount of extraordinary power was limited.
In this world, however, the amount of extraordinary power was infinite, but only those with the aptitude were qualified to use the extraordinary power of this world—that is, magic.
Those without the aptitude, even if they came into contact with magic, could not use it.
Furthermore, based on existing knowledge, magic seemed safer than the Sequence pathways; at least, if one didn't court death, one shouldn't die.
Embarking on a Sequence pathway was always accompanied by the risk of losing control and going insane. Some pathways required extreme caution from the low Sequences; one wrong step could lead to falling into an abyss.
According to the data Harley obtained from killing that secret mage who possessed a long-standing heritage, the higher the Sequence, the easier it was to go insane.
Therefore, once one stepped onto a Beyonder path, one had to fight against madness for a lifetime.
But magic didn't seem to have these problems. There were systematic schools, textbooks that every wizard could read, and there was never any mention of madness or loss of control.
Although she didn't know if wizards of sufficiently high power would encounter such situations, at least ordinary wizards shouldn't.
What concerned Harley most was "Potions." As a wild Beyonder, Harley had basically concocted every bottle of Sequence potion herself.
Especially at the demigod level, like the Witch of Despair and the Witch of Agelessness, even the Witch Sect couldn't store ready-made potions.
Learning to use available materials to concoct suitable potions had always been a required course for Beyonders.
Of course, with the exception of that group of barbaric physical-class professionals.
Moreover, Harley needed to find potions suitable for her current situation to restore her strength. Thus, the importance of Potions was elevated to another level.
The Dursley family had not had a good time during this period because there was a witch living upstairs.
Although Harley didn't leave her room much, only occasionally running to a nearby Chinese herbal medicine shop to buy some herbs or letting her owl out for a stroll.
However, the strange sounds coming from Harley's room were truly worrying, and a rigid family like the Dursleys did not want others to spread gossip.
So, when Harley finally proposed that she would leave tomorrow and asked Uncle Vernon to drive her to King's Cross Station, Uncle Vernon felt overjoyed.
He originally wanted to be stubborn and mock why a witch would need to use a train for normal people like him.
But after seeing the black flames suddenly ignite on Harley's hair, Uncle Vernon swallowed the words he wanted to say.
Harley nodded with satisfaction, expressing her appreciation for Uncle Vernon's sense of propriety.
The next day, Harley got up early. Her belongings were packed into several large trunks, containing everything from various magic books to the beautiful dresses and skincare products Harley had bought.
Regarding skincare, Harley believed that what wizards made was definitely not as good as what ordinary people made, because Harley had never seen any potions related to beauty in the magazines of the wizarding world.
Uncle Vernon drove the car as if it were flying the whole way, trying to get rid of the witch in the car as quickly as possible.
Upon arriving at King's Cross Station, Uncle Vernon helped Harley move her luggage out of the car, said a simple goodbye, and left quickly.
Judging by Uncle Vernon's demeanor, what he wanted to say was probably not "goodbye," but "never see you again."
Harley didn't care at all; she put her luggage on a trolley and then walked toward the platforms between nine and ten.
Since the ticket Dumbledore gave her said Platform 9 3/4, it must be a platform exclusive to wizards, similar to Diagon Alley.
Dumbledore hadn't told Harley how to get to Platform 9 3/4, but Harley had her own ways of finding it.
Harley gently pinched her left earlobe and activated her Spirit Vision.
The Witch's spirit vision is not as powerful as that of the Seer or Hermit pathways, which can be used for divination or seeing through the forms of mythical creatures.
When a Witch uses spirit vision to look at people, it can at most be used to simply judge others' emotions and see intangible spirit world creatures.
Its strongest effect still lies in the ability to observe the world within mirrors, and even pass through mirrors to spy on things outside another mirror surface, making it an excellent ability for stealing intelligence.
However, for inanimate objects, a Witch's spirit vision can still barely perceive residual spirituality.
For example, when Harley once used spirit vision to peer at an Onyx Peacock egg, she saw a brilliance like that of the stars.
According to the witch who prepared the potion for Harley at the time, this radiance originated from the residual spirituality of the extraordinary species' materials, which is why it was one of the keys to the success of the potion's preparation.
And now, Harley was preparing to find the entrance to the station by sensing the strength of spirituality, or rather, the strength of magic power.
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