Chapter 18: Magic and Desire

**Chapter 18: Magic and Desire**

"Now you can independently control your magic to perform some magical tricks. Perhaps we can try combining spells to unleash some magic," Moon's voice slowly emerged in the living room.

"Really?!" Harry, who was reading at the table, suddenly became excited. It had been a week since he successfully lit a fire for the first time.

Now, driven by his subjective consciousness, he could do tricks like starting a fire, breaking branches, or making flowers bloom prematurely.

At first, he was a bit proud, but later Mr. Lucifer quietly told him that Uncle Moon had perfect control of magic at his age, and he could cast spells all over his body.

He used to lie in bed casting spells with his feet, or even shoot fire with his butt.

This left Harry unsure whether to laugh or cry.

Anyway, since then, he had a better understanding of Uncle Moon's prowess...

"The first spell—Reparo." Moon opened "Standard Spells: Beginner" and pushed it in front of Harry.

[Reparo]

This spell could repair damaged objects, restoring them to their original state.

During this period, Harry had read quite a few magic books, so he was familiar with this spell. The book also detailed the tone and wand movement for the spell.

He looked up at Moon carefully, seeing that smug cat-like face nodding, confirming, "That's right, no need for a wand, just use your hands."

Well, that was expected. Harry wasn't very disappointed; on the contrary, he was excited. He just wanted a definite answer.

"You can use your hand as a pointing tool and your glasses as the target," Moon said.

Harry's glasses were very worn out, the legs and nose bridge were glued together with duct tape, and there were cracks on the lenses. It was a suitable target for repair.

Harry nodded, took off his glasses, placed them on the table, and began to try repeatedly.

"Reparo!" Harry waved a finger in front of his eyes and recited the spell.

The glasses on the table suddenly jumped twice, then returned to calm.

"Don't be in a hurry, kid," Moon smiled, stood beside him, and reached out his hand.

"Watch my movements," he instructed, then recited the spell in a deep voice, "Reparo!"

Whoosh—

Harry saw the duct tape on his glasses suddenly turn in circles. A small silver light burst at the damaged places on the glasses. The cracks on the lenses began to shrink and then merged into one.

In the blink of an eye, a brand-new pair of glasses appeared. The metal rust on the glasses' legs disappeared, and the previously broken parts had healed. The old tapes had detached from the glasses and lay on the table.

"Wow!" Harry couldn't help but exclaim. This was one of his rare, detailed observations of spellcasting. The feeling of rewriting reality left him deeply impressed.

"Merlin is the founder of modern magic. He combined the legacies of languages such as Nifflish, Latin, and ancient Greek magical scripts, as well as Egyptian magical scripts, laying a solid foundation for modern magic," Moon introduced slowly.

"Mention the three essential elements of modern magic casting."

"Gestures, incantations, and desire!" Harry exclaimed loudly. He had been reading a lot during this time, not just about spells, transfiguration, and potions, but also delving into history.

Moon's advice, "Learn from history and follow the ancients," was already written on the first page of his notebook.

"What's the fundamental difference between modern magic and ancient magic?" Moon asked again.

This question made Harry ponder for a while before answering, "Desire!"

"Correct. Before the era of Merlin, except for some malicious dark magic in ancient Egypt, most ancient magic was an entirely rational discipline. Runes, formations, or incantations used to communicate with the world's source had to be flawless.

Precision was the basic requirement for becoming an outstanding wizard in those times.

After Merlin, he innovatively combined various knowledge, simplifying spells and runes, allowing people to cast spells by uttering a single word or a short sentence."

With that, Moon's hand moved to the table, drawing runes.

"These simplified spells and gestures serve as the framework during spellcasting. Our casting desire drives the world's laws, guiding them along the predetermined path of our framework to fill the structure with substance."

Harry nodded, "I understand."

Moon nodded, then waved his hand. A silver light flashed, and the glasses returned to their previous dilapidated state, with the duct tape wrapped around them again.

Facing Harry's bewildered expression, Moon smiled, "Isn't there a better practice tool than this?"

Harry reluctantly agreed, "Well..."

Although Moon was encountering magic in this world for the first time, his vast theoretical knowledge and spellcasting experience had already equipped him with many simple magical abilities.

However, he hadn't chosen to repair Harry's glasses or many small damages in the castle before. He was waiting for this day.

Practice what you learn, right?

And he's not a babysitter.

With that said, Harry resumed practicing, repeatedly chanting the spell, "Reparo!"

This continued for a long time, but there was no change in the glasses. Harry looked at Moon with some distress, seeking clarification.

Moon smiled, took out "History of Modern Magic" from the side, opened it to a page, and handed it to Harry.

"The answers are in the book," Moon said.

Harry was puzzled, but he started reading word by word, trying to find the answer. Soon, he stumbled upon a sentence.

"The fusion and development of Latin and English undoubtedly changed spells. It can be confirmed that all current spells are nothing more than [imitations] of ancient spells.

And because modern spells use developed Latin letters for writing, this undoubtedly introduces deviations in the recording and true pronunciation of spells.

So in the study of contemporary magic, we need to abandon everyday language habits and find the twisted intonation, pitch changes, and phonetic shifts, so as to quickly master a spell..."

Harry's ears suddenly felt hot. He had read this page before, but at that time, he completely overlooked the fact that the book contained such information, completely absorbed by the thrilling stories from history.

"Reparo—"

Moon said slowly, "Rise, fall, slow descent, L with a low tone."

Harry nodded. Then, he focused on the cracks on the lenses and tried several times. Finally, he concentrated on a small crack on the edge of the lens.

He figured it out. If he couldn't repair the glasses at once, he would do it step by step.

As he chanted the spell again, a small silver light appeared at the edge of the crack, moving along it. In the path of the silver light, the crack disappeared.

Harry lifted the glasses, looking happily at Moon, "Uncle Moon, I did it!"

Seeing this, Moon nodded in satisfaction. Being able to do this barehanded, if given a wand, he should be able to complete the repair of the entire glasses.

With an amplifier, fixing larger objects wouldn't be a problem either.

"Not bad," Moon praised and then smiled, "But you're still far from being a master."

"Really?" Harry was a bit puzzled, noticing the 'good harvest' smile on Moon's face.

"If you can repair those old items in the castle, I'll believe you."

(End of this chapter)