Shadow Manipulation.
Morris will tentatively use this as the name for Yanhua ' new ability.
After a brief period of testing and observation, he has gained a basic understanding of this ability.
Without any incantation, Yanhua can manipulate and control all shadows within a range of about ten meters with just their thoughts, transforming them into physical objects and shaping them into different forms.
This ability can not only be used to bind and restrain enemies, but also to condense into shadow spikes for surprise attacks when needed.
What's even more ingenious is that these shadow spikes or tentacles can Silencio "grow" directly from the shadows, making them impossible to defend against.
The only slight drawback is that the intensity of the shadows isn't very high; with Yanhua' current abilities, the condensed shadow spikes can't even penetrate a piece of wood.
The tentacles that form can only control a not-so-strong adult wizard at most.
However, it's more than enough to deal with undead cats.
After the test, Morris rearranged a new advanced ritual magic circle on the floor.
Meanwhile, Yanhua had retreated to the wall, resting on its perch, occasionally manipulating its shadow to preen its feathers.
The Guantou watched this scene with a look of disdain in its eyes.
What a show-off! All he can do is manipulate shadows.
Flashy and gaudy.
The Guantou raised its head slightly.
It believed that once it underwent the advancement ritual, it would definitely possess more substantial and powerful abilities.
Then it will reclaim its rightful place.
As its master's first undead creature, how could it tolerate being subservient to a little owl?
" Guantou, come here, the ceremony is ready."
"Meow~" (Can't wait!)
Like Yanhua, the Guantou's advancement ceremony went very smoothly, even faster.
After the Guantou absorbed all the fog, Morris quickly stepped forward to observe.
Its appearance remains unchanged, and it's unclear what abilities it will gain.
"Show us your new ability," Morris said matter-of-factly.
The Guantou tilted its head, its eyes blank, "Meow?"
Morris was taken aback. "What do you mean you haven't gained any new abilities?"
The Guantou closed its eyes and carefully felt the changes within itself.
However.
It... doesn't seem to evoke any particular feeling.
My body feels lighter, and my senses are sharper, but... is that all?
It doesn't have the cool ability to manipulate shadows like Yanhua, nor can it conjure fireballs or lightning out of thin air.
What's going on!?
The Guantou started to panic.
Watching the undead cat anxiously pacing around in circles, Morris stroked his chin, somewhat puzzled.
That shouldn't be the case.
The advancement ceremony went very smoothly, and the process was no different from the previous ones.
Did I make a mistake somewhere?
Morris quickly reviewed the entire ceremony in his mind, but couldn't find any problems.
The problem must lie with the Guantou.
Suddenly, he remembered a very small detail.
That is, when converting the Yanhua and the Skeleton Dog, his blood was added to the magic circle, but the Guantou, as his first undead creature, had no additional materials added.
Could this be the reason?
Morris thought about it more and more, and it seemed increasingly likely.
So he walked over to the Guantou, squatted down, and slowly said, "Good cat, I think I know why. You might just be a little... how should I describe it... uh... underdeveloped?"
Developmental delay!
The Guantou suddenly raised its head, its eyes filled with disbelief, its fragile heart having suffered a severe blow.
It is unacceptable.
Of course, "stunted growth" is just Morris's speculation, and more research is needed to determine the specifics.
However, it is an established fact that Guantou have not acquired any capabilities.
So for the next few days, Morris studied the changes in the Guantou, but unfortunately, he made no progress.
He planned to accumulate enough Gap Energy Crystal over time before performing another advancement ritual on the Guantou to see if anything would change.
Normally, an undead creature that has already undergone an advancement ritual would consume more energy to advance again.
In other words, he needs to prepare more Gap Energy Crystal.
Such a large project can only be undertaken gradually.
Hogwarts was still cold in mid-February, and it rained from time to time.
"Here's your cake, Mr. Black."
Thank you, Bobo.
"Oh! It's Bobo pleasure to serve you."
After receiving his favorite chocolate cake from the House-elf, Morris left the kitchen.
Although eating cake so early in the morning is a bit unhealthy, he's a child and we don't need to worry about sugar intake yet.
Ever since he discovered the location of Hogwarts Kitchen, he has been a frequent visitor there.
It must be said that Hufflepuff students must be very lucky, because the Hogwarts Kitchens are located near the Hufflepuff Common Room.
The House-elf usually don't refuse the students' requests.
Therefore, Morris ate many desserts that are not usually seen on the dinner table.
And it's free.
After breakfast, Morris, like many other students, took his textbooks to class.
His first class on Tuesday mornings was History of Magic, one of his favorite subjects.
Of course, he didn't like the History of Magic itself, but in this particular class, Professor Binns didn't care what they were doing underneath.
This means that Morris is free to do whatever he wants.
" Morris, what are you doing? Why are you holding that compass?"
Halfway through the lesson, Hermione finally couldn't help but lower her voice and ask.
From the moment he sat down, Morris stared intently at the brass compass in his hand.
Without looking up, Morris said, "I'm trying to enchant this compass."
Hermione frowned. "Have we learned this?"
"No," Morris replied softly, "So I'm doing my own research."
In fact, he was trying to engrave runes on the compass.
He continued, "Please don't disturb me now, Hermione, I'm thinking."
Upon hearing this, Hermione refocused her attention on Professor Binns's lecture, but her gaze couldn't help but drift towards Morris and the compass in his hand.
After a while, a barely perceptible glimmer of light flashed across the compass.
Hermione was certain she hadn't misread it.
Just then, the bell rang, and Professor Binns dismissed the class at the same time.
Hermione wanted to press Morris for details about the compass, but he vanished in a flash, so she had to give up.
Morris quickly returned to his dormitory.
He sat in the chair, looking at the compass in his hand, and couldn't help but feel excited.
We finally succeeded!
This was the first time he had ever inscribed so many different runes onto the same item!