Wizard Bloodline
Late at night, at No. 19, Tibe Avenue, the light on the second floor was still on.
Albert was quick to read the contents of the books and he also easily upgraded his photographic memory to level 2. His memory has become much stronger, and ordinary people don't have this ability, at least not as strong as Albert in.
Just now, Albert discovered that he had another unfamiliar skill:
[Wizard Blood, level 0]
Normal experience cannot upgrade this skill, it can only be upgraded through skill points.
This is the first time he has been in this kind of situation. Albert hesitated, but still raised the wizard bloodline to level 1.
After upgrading his skills, Albert found that his efficiency in learning magic had become higher. In other words, his magic power became stronger and his mastery of the glowing spell became higher. After only a dozen minutes of practice, he upgraded the skill to 1 level.
It means that Albert has initially mastered the spell and he can now easily use it even without special attention.
Albert hesitated. Skill points were difficult to obtain. He needs to reserve some for the future.
However, after hesitating a lot, he added the remaining 2 skill points, but he found that he could only get one level up using 2 skill points.
'What a pity!'
After Albert raised the wizard bloodline to level 2, he didn't feel any major changes.
'Is this a passive skill?'
Albert was a little depressed but he didn't regret it. He walked out of his room and began to try the lock opening spell.
With a wand in one hand, he read the book "Standard Spells, Elementary level" in the other, and followed the movements taught in the book, which felt very awkward.
After a few more attempts, Albert tapped his wand on the doorknob two times.
Albert stretched out his hand and twisted the knob a few times, but the lock did not open.
Failed.
Although he expected his failure, there was still some good news. There is another unlocking spell on the panel, but this time, there was no experience added.
"Albert, what are you doing?" A girl's voice came from behind, and Niya in her pyjamas appeared at the end of the corridor.
Albert turned his head and looked at his sister. He knew the other's mood now. It was as if she had caught a thief who was stealing something.
"Why don't you go to bed?" Albert asked.
"Can't sleep!" Niya complained: "You're cunning, you stopped me but you are practising magic secretly."
"I want to play too!" Niya said, staring at Albert's wand.
"This is not a toy!" Albert shook his head. He wouldn't let his sister use this wand.
'Little children know the least about restraint and if she does things according to her will, no one knows what big trouble she may cause.'
'Of course, the premise is that Niya is also a wizard.'
After all, Albert himself is a wizard and there is a high chance that Niya would also be a wizard, so he will not let Niya try to use the wand, at least not for now.
"Aren't you just playing with it?" Niya complained, like a child whose toy was stolen.
"Go back to your room and sleep?" Albert changed the subject.
"No, I can't sleep"
"Then I will tell you a story!" Albert took out the key, reopened the door and walked in.
"Albert, you are…" Niya murmured but she still picked Tom and walked into Albert's room.
Tom was sniffing around as soon as he entered the room. He seemed to be looking for owls. He had some great thoughts about the bird cage by the window.
"Okay, Tom, Snow is out looking for food!" Albert picked up the cat, touched its belly and then did not forget to put the wand in the drawer, lock it, and put the key in his pocket. Like an anti-theft system, Albert is aware of his sister's personality.
"Is it necessary to guard against me like this?" Niya pouted dissatisfied.
"Don't speak as if I don't know you." Albert rolled his eyes at Niya: "If you get the wand, wouldn't you blow up our whole house?"
"I won't?" Niya said stubbornly.
"Who knows you can't use it, don't forget, how did the scratch on your arm come before?" Albert didn't want to try. "Promise me, I don't want you to lose one of your arms one day while using the wand without my permission."
"No way." Niya felt a little frustrated.
It was not long after Tom arrived at their house and she was scratched because of her rude treatment of Tom. She still remembered that Albert scolded her angrily.
That was the first time Niya saw Albert get angry.
"Don't forget the lesson." Albert said rhetorically, "Do you still want to listen to the story though?"
"Yup!" Niya leaned on the cushion, touched Tom's hair and listened quietly to Albert's fairy tale. He is already very proficient at it.
It is worth mentioning that he also mastered a foreign language incidentally and his French was also improved by his experience to a good level. Albert was regarded as a genius, but not without a reason.
"Albert, do you think I can use magic in the future?" Niya asked suddenly.
"Maybe, I can use magic, so Niya should be able to do it too." Albert comforted Niya.
"That's because you are a genius and learn everything quickly."
"This has nothing to do with me being a genius!" Albert was speechless for a while, "We are brother and sister, I can, and you should be able to too."
"But grandfather can't." Niya murmured, "Furthermore, Dad can't…."
"Even if you can't use magic, you can do other things." Albert comforted.
"It's not fair, you can already use magic, so you can comfort others with such words. Tom, hit him." Niya grabbed Tom's paw and put it on Albert's face.
As the night got deeper, Niya fell asleep.
The door was pushed open, and Daisy and Herb in pyjamas walked into the room, looking helplessly at their sleeping daughter.
"She finally fell asleep." Herb picked up Niya and returned to her room.
"Good night Albert, rest early, don't stay up late, you can read the book tomorrow." Daisy kissed Albert's forehead and whispered, "Your dad and I will not oppose your decision."
"Good night." Albert covered his yawn with his hands.
"Forget it, good night, Tom." Albert pushed the cat aside, reached out to fiddle with the pillow, and found a comfortable position to lie down, ready to rest.