The Forgotten "Little Things"

The first time he used Frostmourne to cast a spell, Bell had yet to grasp the limits of what his body could withstand. On top of that, he was showing off in front of his girlfriend. Even someone as low-key as Bell could not help wanting to show off a little.

As a result, Bell absorbed a bit too much magic into his body, and it nearly failed to endure it. The entire left side of his body was numb now, with waves of stinging pain coming from within, along with a slight itch...

"Hermione, do you remember when I told you I could help your strength catch up to Shanna's?"

Bell asked.

He was also buying time, trying to conceal the abnormalities in his body.

Upon hearing that, Hermione thought for a moment before nodding.

"I remember. What is it? Why bring that up all of a sudden?"

By now, Hermione had long grown accustomed to the gap between her and Shanna in terms of strength and no longer cared about it.

It had to be said that habit was truly a frightening thing.

So if Bell had not suddenly brought it up, she would have forgotten all about it.

"The principle is the same."

Bell saw through Hermione's thoughts. Though speechless, he still dutifully explained.

"Use an array to draw out the magic in the Philosopher's Stone, absorb it into your body, and cast Curses. In that case, so long as your body meets the required standard, your own magic only serves as a guide. The total amount of magic you possess no longer matters. Furthermore, the Philosopher's Stone's nearly inexhaustible magic can greatly erase the difference in magical attainment."

Of course, the strong would still be stronger. Winning against a stronger opponent while weak was basically impossible,