The Hardships They Never Endured, You Must Endure Too

After hearing Petunia's words, Manus fell silent.

There was no need to pay much attention to something like being omnipotent. It was merely somewhat exaggerated praise, and Petunia's opinion would not change reality.

What he was considering was whether he should help Petunia.

Letting Muggles gain magic—for those wizards, that might be even more unforgivable than Voldemort's so-called pure-bloodism.

Heretics were more hateful than unbelievers.

But Manus would have to do this sooner or later. Magic ought to be knowledge. So long as one wished to pursue it, everyone should have the right to seek magic. It should not be a privilege that could only be inherited through bloodlines.

Would doing it now be too early?

According to the safest plan, he should wait at least a few more decades, until Manus had organized the magic system of this world so that it could be learned and used through ordinary study, before preparing to do this.

This was not merely for self-preservation. As things stood, Manus's means of protecting himself were far more dependable than Voldemort's broken soul, flickering like a candle in the wind.

It was even more for the protection of those who had not been born with magic. Whether Squibs or Muggles, they were all the same. The main reason was that Manus had not yet organized the magic system into a complete set.

Right now, Manus could teach them to meditate and condense magic power, but when it came to learning Charms afterward, he had not yet organized enough magic into Magic Models. It did not even cover the entirety of The Standard Book of Spells.

That standard might sound exaggerated, but in truth, the magic in The Standard Book of Spells was only at the level of a basic textbook. What real wizard only mastered