Chapter 3

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[Host: Wayne Lawrence (has inherited Andrius's talent)

Magic: SS(A+)

Charm: SS-(A-)

Defense Against Dark Arts: SS+(B)

Black Magic: A+ (Andrius's black magic talent is B, not retained)

Polymorph: S+

Potion: A+(A)

Alchemy: A- (Andrius has not mastered any alchemy)

Special talents: Memory Palace, Natural Holy Spirit (the power of the patron saint is greatly improved, and the defense against black magic is enhanced), wandless spellcasting (it is easier to master wandless spellcasting skills, and the power of wandless spellcasting is improved)]

[Comprehensive evaluation: ss-. Your talent is at the top of all living beings. You can reach the top if you follow the steps.]

After seeing his current abilities, Wayne only wanted to laugh.

Wayne's confidence soared from A- to SS-. After receiving the template, he learned a lot about Andros. This wizard from ancient Greece had a terrifying achievement: he could summon a giant-sized patron saint without a wand. This was unique then and remains unique today. Summoning a patron saint requires the power of positive emotions. The stronger a person's patron saint is, the more it represents their justice. Andros was known as both Invincible Andros and Saint Andros.

Although Andros's final rating was SS-, his strength was far beyond what the system evaluation showed. His black magic was only at level B, and his potion and alchemy skills were terrible. If these skills could be improved to S level, Wayne had no doubt that Andros's rating would get even higher. This was not just a gift pack for beginners; it was an invincible cheat code!

"System, if you don't want to pay back the points, I won't push it. I can still earn them in the future. How about you send me another compensation gift package?" Wayne asked expectantly. He received no reply. A servant outside the door called him for dinner, so he had to give up.

After dinner, Wayne went back to his dormitory to start exploring magic. Like a child with a new favorite toy, he wouldn't stop until he was tired of playing with it. Magic was much more interesting than toys. Even without a wand, perhaps because of his talent for wandless spellcasting, Wayne could still use magic easily. He controlled a cup to fly around the room and finally crushed it!

Boom!

A teacup worth hundreds of pounds was broken into pieces on the floor. He tried to restore the cup to its original shape but failed. Although the pieces came back together, the cracks were obvious.

"Is it because there is no spell?" Wayne wondered. He tentatively shouted for the cup to be restored, but nothing happened; it remained broken.

"It's impossible," Wayne laughed and shook his head. If spells could work just by saying them, why would you need books? There must be some other secret to it.

...

Wayne didn't rest the whole night. When Humphrey came to his room, he stopped reluctantly. The entire set of teapots and cups in the room was broken to pieces. The servants were distressed when they came to clean up. These items were worth more than their monthly salary.

"Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Seeing that Wayne had closed his eyes and meditated as soon as he arrived in the living room, Humphrey understood. After all, he is a child and must be extremely curious about magic. Wayne didn't respond but just hummed slightly and continued to rest.

At nine o'clock, the doorbell rang.

"Coming," said Humphrey, who was working on some documents. He looked slightly moved, and Wayne opened his eyes. "I wonder who the professor will be," he thought.

The servant opened the door. Humphrey was stunned. There was no one there; the doorway was empty. Then, a calico cat walked in. To the shock of the servant and Humphrey, it transformed into a woman of about fifty or sixty years old. She had a serious expression, wore square glasses, a green cloak, and a tall wizard's hat. She perfectly fit the description of wizards in fantasy books.

Seeing the servant so surprised, the woman frowned and flicked her wand. The servant looked confused for a moment, then left to mind his own business.

"I'm sorry to frighten you, but I've had to prove many times that I am not a liar. This is the most direct method," she said. "I am Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts and Head of Gryffindor."

Professor McGonagall introduced herself and followed a set procedure smoothly. As the most dedicated teacher at Hogwarts, she went to the homes of many young wizards born in Muggle families every summer to prove that wizards exist and the letter is not a prank. She was very experienced.

"Hello, Professor McGonagall. My name is Wayne Lawrence." Wayne quietly looked at this older... no, over-aged cat lady, and sighed at his luck. The guiding NPC in the novice village was Professor McGonagall, who was definitely more reliable than Hagrid or Snape.

"Mr. Lawrence." McGonagall nodded, thinking that this little wizard was quite cute, much better than some she had seen at school. Thinking of the servant, she explained, "It's best not to let too many Muggles know about magic. Please don't worry, I just used a confusion spell."

Then, McGonagall looked at Humphrey, who was sitting and looking at her. "This is... your father?"

"No, he is my uncle. My parents passed away a long time ago." Wayne shook his head, and Professor McGonagall's eyes were immediately full of apology and pity.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know that."

"It's okay," Wayne smiled softly. At this time, Humphrey finally spoke. "Wayne, since I am sure that the other party is not a liar, I will go to work first."

He did not choose to stay and accompany Wayne to Diagon Alley to buy the necessary items for school. Although he was quite troubled by his nephew, Humphrey knew that this kid was mature and nothing would go wrong. Before leaving, Humphrey said to Wayne, "If you encounter any problems at school, you can contact the Minister of Magic, Millicent Barnold. He may be able to help you."

Under Professor McGonagall's surprised gaze, Humphrey hurried away.

"Although Barnold retired a year ago and the current minister is Fudge, but..."

"Mr. Lawrence, can you explain to me why your uncle knows about the Ministry of Magic?"