Chapter 13: Don't Mention My Name When You Get Beaten Later

**Chapter 13: Don't Mention My Name When You Get Beaten Later**

On Harry's side, his mind was already envisioning scenes of himself mastering powerful magic.

When Dudley provoked him, he would reveal a calm and faint smile, just like Uncle Moon, unfazed by the challenge.

Dudley would definitely want to get physical. Following Dudley's usual habits, he would first grab Harry's clothes, attempting to toss him out.

Then, calmly raising my hand, fingers subtly flickering, He'd magically throw Dudley into the flower bed in front of everyone.

Afterward, patting my clothes, I'd say, "Don't dirty my...

"What are you thinking?" Moon's voice brought Harry back.

Harry's body shook, his face a bit flushed. He coughed twice, "No... nothing."

Moon couldn't help but chuckle; he vaguely guessed what Harry was thinking. Actually, he could understand; he used to have such wild thoughts when he was a child.

"Don't get too excited," Moon said with a smile.

Hearing this, Harry once again pictured Moon's smile that said, "There's good stuff for you."

"Firstly, we need to understand what magic is. Right, do you need a notebook?"

"Yes!" Harry blurted out instinctively before even sitting down.

Moon walked to the basement, and soon returned with a stack of yellow parchment, a quill, and several things Harry couldn't comprehend, including a small wand, identical to the ones wizards in Diagon Alley carried.

Moon placed the stack of parchment in front of Harry and handed him the quill.

"Use this to take notes?" Harry was somewhat surprised.

Moon revealed a mysterious smile, "Using this adds an artistic touch, making it seem like an antique crafted by a grandmaster."

Harry nodded in realization; so that was the case.

"Back to the topic, don't expect me to do the note-taking for you! After I speak, review my words on your own and make notes in your own words. Understand?"

Harry nodded eagerly, his heart full of anticipation for magic. "I understand."

"If you want to get into magic, an inevitable point to tackle is magical power," Moon spoke slowly, leaning back on the sofa, resembling an old man telling a story.

"Magical power is an abstract concept, not a real existing energy. You can understand it as the physical strength we need when casting spells.

Just like physical strength, magical power is consumed, restored, and increased. If the world's laws are the strings of a harp, then spells are the sheet music, and magical power is the plectrum striking the strings. Without magical power, you can't connect to the world's laws, and thus, you can't cast spells. Understand?"

"I understand," Harry nodded; it wasn't hard to comprehend.

Moon nodded, giving Harry time to make notes. Then, he stood up straight, "Now that you know about magical power, let's talk about how to use it."

"The wand?" Harry asked.

"Bingo!" Moon praised lightly. "But that expression isn't entirely accurate. However, it's true that wands are the mainstream for casting spells nowadays."

Saying so, Moon spread out everything he had brought in front of Harry.

There were dried-up lizards, a chubby pufferfish, rings, and wands. He even noticed that Uncle Moon took off all the rings from his hand, then pulled out the tall wand he had seen before from his sleeve.

"These are all items that channel magical power. We can collectively refer to them as—spellcasting tools."

Saying this, Moon divided all the items into two sides.

"You have magical power within you; we can confirm that, right?"

"Yes," Harry nodded. "But I... can't feel them, and I can't control them."

"That's normal; most people can't control magical power. In ancient times, spellcasters even regarded magic as a miracle and defined themselves as those who communicated with," Moon explained.

"So, are there really gods in this world?"

"I don't know about this world. But I encountered one before; I wanted to kill it, but it never fought back... No, wait, don't get sidetracked!!" Moon suddenly realized.

"Sorry," Harry quickly lowered his head, smiling awkwardly and dared not look at Moon.

"Most people's magical power is chaotic. That's why, in the long history of magic, spellcasting tools have been divided into two types," Moon explained.

As he spoke, Moon pointed to the pile on the left side, consisting of two rings, a small wand Harry had seen before, and various bracelets and pendant-like items.

"These are conductors. They are responsible for guiding magical power, allowing spellcasters to successfully cast spells."

He then pointed to the other side, including the rings and bracelets Moon had worn earlier, along with the massive wand.

"These are amplifiers. They enhance the efficiency of a spell, achieving results with less effort."

Noticing Harry's keen interest in the conductors, he asked, "So, Uncle Moon, does using just a conductor, even by itself, allow someone to successfully perform magic?"

Moon nodded, "Exactly, a conductor helps guide magical power correctly, enabling spellcasting."

Then, changing the subject, he asked, "Have you noticed the difference between these conductors and amplifiers on the table?"

Harry carefully examined them but couldn't discern any apparent distinctions. They presented various forms, such as wands, rings, bracelets, and even some seemingly gruesome animal products.

Similarly, they all exhibited different traces of craftsmanship, lacking any natural elements.

After racking his brain for a while, Harry came up with a somewhat peculiar answer.

He answered with uncertainty, "These amplifiers are all on you, Uncle Moon, while these conductors are the ones you brought up from the basement."

"Exactly!" Moon nodded, affirming Harry's response. Then, he solemnly said:

"Harry, I must tell you first, my words are not absolute and there's no authority in literature. On the path of magic, everyone has their own perspectives. So even my words and the knowledge in books, you must remember to view them with a critical eye."

"I understand," Harry nodded.

Seeing Harry's agreement, Moon pushed away all the conductors. "So what I want to say is, all wizards who rely on conductors are trash!"

"Ah?" Harry gasped in shock.

Moon continued, "Don't harbor thoughts of relying on these conductors. If you can't control magical power on your own, I won't let you touch spellcasting tools."

Moon's words shattered Harry's earlier thoughts. He looked a bit bitter, but after a moment, he nodded firmly.

"I understand, and I'll work hard!"

With that, he wrote on his notes, "Wizards who can't cast spells on their own are trash!"

Harry clearly absorbed Moon's words, replacing "using conductors" with "can't cast spells on their own."

Moon watched as Harry wrote, a gratified expression on his face.

This kid is really clever.

In his previous world, there was a detailed process for apprentices to learn how to control magical power. However, in this world, it seemed to have taken a different path—one reliant on conductors.

He had previously studied several wands confiscated from the Ministry of Magic; well...

These wands had a relatively low amplification effect for spellcasters. The core and runic parts were designed to guide and stabilize the wizard's internal magical power. As for amplification, it all depended on the wood of the wand.

For instance, a willow wand's docile nature slightly enhanced attack spells.

Or a cedar wand's resilience, which had a subtle amplification effect for someone with strong willpower.

But the amplification effects were all quite ordinary.

Of course, Moon didn't look down on them. The formation of a magical system in this world must be traced back to historical reasons and considered from a macro perspective.

This world's wands tended to be standardized conductors, which meant they had a larger population of wizards, and naturally, more intermediate-level practitioners. After all, everyone could cast spells and engage in magical research.

This was confirmed by the fact that a low-level henchman could cast an almost primal death curse as shown in the "Complete Book of Household Spells."

If Moon's previous world resembled a pyramid, this world leaned toward an olive shape.

With everyone having such convenient conductors, there wouldn't be too many rookie wizards at the bottom.

His earlier remarks were just to fire up Harry. After all, he didn't want the people he brought to be only mediocre in the middle.

As for the sentence Harry wrote on his notes...

Moon stood up, patting Harry's shoulder, "If you ever get beaten at school, remember not to mention my name."

(End of this chapter)