Soul Magic is unlike any magic system that Silan has ever learned; it is completely independent and specifically designed for the soul.
Although it may sound impractical, it actually allows for many hands-on operations.
In terms of attack, there are the Killing Curse and the Cruciatus Curse; in terms of control, there are Soul Stealing and Soul Alteration. In addition, there are effects such as soul extraction and soul possession.
It can be said to have many uses.
Silan put down the Parchment, gathered it together, and thought to himself, "If I combine Soul Magic and Alchemy, using Alchemy to create a body, and then using Soul Magic to extract the soul of Magical Creatures, like Norbert, and attach it to it, wouldn't I be able to turn Norbert into a human?"
What's this?
Did they create Half-blood race?
The idea, though somewhat amusing, did indeed pique Silan's interest.
If this can truly be achieved, it might enable the transformation from Magical Creatures to human wizards.
Unfortunately, Silan currently has only a superficial understanding of Soul Magic, not even reaching the beginner level, so achieving this effect will be a long time from now.
"A Brief Discussion on the Essence of the Soul" is an introductory book to the system of Soul Magic. Even after being fully translated, it is only a small, thin book, Silan read very quickly.
The main content of the book is to explain what the soul is and to briefly introduce Soul Magic and Soul Space.
It's roughly equivalent to the introduction or abstract in a thesis.
After reading this book, I have a general understanding of the Soul Magic system, but I can't say I've learned anything specific.
After reading all of this, Silan used Fire-Making Charm to burn all the Parchment, and threw the ashes into the fireplace.
From beginning to end, without a trace.
After doing all this, Silan got up, walked into his Suitcase, and entered his Soul Space. The last time he entered was during summer vacation.
After walking through the dark and secluded passageway, Silan stood at the foot of the mountain where the Soul Library.
The sky here remained as bright as day after he uttered "Let there be light," with soft light falling from the white sky, yet the sun was nowhere to be seen, its light illuminating the former abyss of darkness.
Silan glanced down the mountain and found it still empty, with nothing there.
He suddenly recalled the brief description of the Soul Space in "A Brief Discussion on the Essence of the Soul":
"I prefer to call the Soul Space the Divine Kingdom of the Soul. A wizard who has complete control over the Soul Space possesses divine power when within it."
"When a thought arises, all things come into being; when a thought ceases, all things perish."
"A wave of the finger to the sky can disperse layers of clouds, causing the sun, moon, and countless stars to change their orbits. A wave of the finger to the earth can create towering mountains, causing rivers, Lake, and vast Forest to flourish and decay."
"With sufficient research and understanding of Soul Magic, coupled with an ample supply of magic power, the Soul Kingdom can theoretically expand indefinitely. Souls residing within the kingdom, under the protection of wizards, can achieve immortality and no longer need to struggle for survival, as everything here is inexhaustible."
Similarly, the more souls a divine realm contains, the stronger the soul power it feeds back to the wizard...
When Silan first saw this description, a very strange thought lingered in his mind.
"To contain souls and then let those souls provide power to wizards—this seems to have been recorded long ago in the Eastern Wizarding World..."
Silan shook his head, walking up the steps towards the Soul Library, thinking, "It's too early to think about these things now. Once I master Soul Magic and my understanding and control of the Soul Space improves, I can try to gradually expand this place and slowly build what I call a soul kingdom."
As Silan walked to the Soul Library, she discovered that Old Tom was still sitting by a pillar in the library's Entrance Hall.
"Still looking at the pillars?"
Silan was taken aback, thinking, "Could it be that he's been sitting here watching the pillar ever since I left?"
Time flows more slowly in the Soul Space than in the outside world; he hadn't been here for a few months, but almost two years had passed here.
Upon closer inspection, Silan realized that Tom looked utterly miserable.
Not only were his eyes lifeless and bloodshot, but his hair was also a mess, clumped together and stuck to his scalp, and even his clothes were filthy and disheveled.
His entire body became transparent, and the edges of his body became somewhat blurred, as if he might disappear at any moment.
While in the Soul Space, one does not feel thirsty or need to eat, but prolonged thinking and activity will still consume energy, making one feel tired.
Tom's condition is clearly a sign that his soul power is weakening.
Silan waved her hand in front of Tom's eyes, but found that he didn't react at all. His eyes were just staring blankly, and his chapped lips were trembling slightly, as if he were saying something.
"This Tom is probably done for..." Silan shook her head and took out her wand.
Tom Riddle is now completely absorbed in his own world, and his physical weakness does nothing to dampen his mental excitement.
Ever since Silan pointed his finger to the sky and said, "Let there be light," the dark and gloomy Soul Space has become bright and gentle.
Tom was greatly shocked by this ability to change the world, and then, unwilling to admit defeat, he began to stare at the pillars of the library, just like Silan.
At first, he couldn't figure it out for several days, only vaguely sensing the flow of magic.
But as time went by and through continuous attempts, Tom gradually figured out some of the tricks of the trade.
He discovered a small flaw.
To enhance his experience of the Soul Space, Tom boldly exploited this loophole and embedded his own soul into Soul Space.
I tried to feel the magical flow of the entire space directly with my own soul.
This method is extremely painful. The flow of magic in the Soul Space is enormous, and each flow and transformation is like a giant wave crashing against him.
But as long as Tom thought about how, after mastering the Soul Space, he would not only be able to enter the Soul Library, but also have the chance to be reborn, Tom gritted his teeth and persevered.
Tom told himself, "I'm going to be the greatest wizard of all time. What's a little pain?"
After a long period of torment and agonizing suffering, Tom has finally reached the crucial moment.
"Almost there... almost there..."
"As long as we can figure out the final flow of magic and the rules governing its construction, we will succeed!"
"At that time, although I won't be able to directly control the Soul Space like Prewett did, I can at least slowly infiltrate the library. As long as I can obtain Soul Magic, I can continue to plan the rest in the long run..."
Tom, in a state of heightened excitement, had completely abandoned his perception of the outside world, focusing all his energy on calculating the flow of magic in the Soul Space.
A tidal wave of magic washed over Tom, and waves of excruciating pain, tearing at the depths of his soul, surged ever higher.
But Tom only felt excited, and the more pain he felt, the more excited he became.
"We're almost there!"
"I really am a once-in-a-century genius!"
"What is a mere Prewett? Once I learn Soul Magic and master the Soul Space, I will repay you a hundredfold for the pain I suffered today!"
Hahahaha!
Tom laughed maniacally to himself, and even the deepest pain in his soul seemed to lessen considerably.
Just as Tom was about to reach his climax, he felt a lightness in his body, and the immense pain vanished.
The instant relief from the pain made him almost groan; the bliss was so intense it made his brain tremble.
Tom couldn't help but yearn for the pain he had suffered before, just to experience the pleasure of that pain gradually disappearing once more.
"Did it work?" Tom thought to himself.
Strangely, Tom did not feel that his control over the Soul Space had become stronger.
As his senses returned, Tom suddenly came to his senses and found himself floating in the air, flying in an arc, before landing in "Tom's Little Nest."
With difficulty, Tom turned his head and caught a glimpse of Prewett standing at the library entrance, waving his wand and even waving at him out of the corner of his eye.
"Get some rest, senior."
Tom didn't understand what was happening at first.
With a "bang".
Tom fell flat on his back onto the floor of the cabin, his view completely obscured by the wooden ceiling.
After lying there for a while, Tom realized that he had been thrown back into the cabin by Prewett with Spells, which had severed his connection with the Soul Space.
"Broken... broken?" Tom muttered in disbelief, trying to recall what had just happened.
He finally realized what had just happened.
After enduring countless pains and torments, he was about to complete the calculation of the flow of magic in his Soul Space when he was interrupted by that damned Prewett!
The deep-seated pain in his soul had not yet completely subsided, and the pleasure brought by the pain relief numbed his brain, making him feel extremely excited even though he was in deep sorrow.
All signs indicate that all his previous efforts and suffering have been in vain.
All their efforts were in vain.
It was a complete failure.
"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh!"
An enraged Tom sat bolt upright on the floor, his eyes bloodshot, his face contorted in a grimace, and he let out a muffled roar, a hoarse cry:
"Prewett!"
The extreme emotional swings exhausted Tom's last bit of energy.
His angry shouts abruptly stopped; he no longer had the strength to make a sound. With a thud, he fell backward to the ground and instantly lost consciousness.
Silan, who had just entered the library, glanced outside with a puzzled look. "It sounds like someone is calling me?"
"It must be my senior thanking me..." Silan thought, and walked into the Soul Library in a cheerful mood.
As a little wizard who likes to do good deeds, my luck is usually not too bad.
Having just helped senior Tom, I discovered a small loophole in the Soul Space.
Silan waved her wand, conveniently patching up the leak, and began searching the library for the next book that interested her.