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Chapter 163: The Story of *Muggle Princess and the Seven Little Spirits*
Chapter 163: The Story of *Muggle Princess and the Seven Little Spirits*
*Basic Spells Level 4*, *Collection of Ancient Runes*, *Curses and Counter-Curses*
Ivan walked along one side of the bookshelves, glancing at the books placed there.
The entire Flourish and Blotts seemed small, much smaller compared to the library at Hogwarts.
And there was no Restricted Section, or at least it wasn't open to the general public, which meant the shelves lacked many advanced magical books.
Ivan didn't mind this; after all, these books would keep him occupied for a long time.
He casually picked up a copy of *Collection of Ancient Runes* from the shelf and found a secluded corner to sit and read.
Madam Malkin, who stood behind the counter, occasionally glanced at Ivan. Seeing him sit in the corner for hours, she was surprised. She rarely saw Young Wizards with such patience.
Ivan continued reading until the bookstore was about to close, then he got up and left, also meeting the bookstore manager, the intellectual lady's husband.
But this male wizard manager didn't look like someone who managed a bookstore. His attire was far from refined, and when he entered, Ivan almost mistook him for a bookstore helper.
For several days, Ivan spent his time at Flourish and Blotts, reading three to five books a day to enhance his knowledge.
At the same time, he was deepening his understanding of the magical world.
This pace, however, was far from satisfying Ivan. The basic magical books were fine, but the more advanced ones were difficult and obscure, and even repeated readings didn't help much in advancing his understanding.
After spending a lot of House Points, Ivan finally remembered the Learning Accelerator he had left at home for who knows how many days—Tom Riddle's Diary.
On the third day, he brought it along and used it as a study notebook, writing down questions he couldn't answer.
After spending the entire summer together, Ivan had a rough estimate of Tom Riddle's level in *Basic Spell Theory*, which was around level five.
His proficiency in Dark Magic was higher, while other areas were slightly lower. Teaching a Young Wizard like Ivan, who was still at level four in *Basic Spell Theory*, was still manageable.
As Ivan's knowledge system became more complete, their relationship gradually shifted from a teacher-student dynamic to a more mutual discussion.
[Ding, after a period of study, your proficiency in Basic Spell Theory has improved. Current level 4 (916/1600)]
[Ding, after a period of practice, your Occlumency level has reached 4, earning you 20 House Points.]
Two system notifications rang in his mind. Ivan closed the *Detailed Explanation of Basic Spells* he was reading, placed it aside, and looked at the diary with increasing satisfaction.
With Tom Riddle's help, his learning efficiency had increased several times over!
After reaching level four in Spells, progress became increasingly difficult, and the proficiency bar was frustrating!
Relying solely on self-study, it would take at least a year or two to see significant improvement.
Moreover, "kind-hearted" Tom even helped him level up his Occlumency during the learning process, which was quite rare!
If Ivan didn't know the dangers of the diary, he might not want to destroy it at all.
Of course, Tom's "selfless" contributions were not without expectations. He had also obtained a lot of information from Ivan.
But after receiving this information, Tom couldn't believe it, even wondering if he had heard it wrong.
[You said that the baby who was just born twelve years ago killed the Dark Lord and became the Savior of the magical world? How is that possible?]
The black ink quickly spread across most of the page, the handwriting messy, clearly showing that Tom couldn't suppress his shock.
It was no wonder he was astonished. Anyone hearing that after years of arduous cultivation, they became a great figure in the magical world, only to be killed by a newborn baby, would find it absurd and laughable.
If Ivan had said that the Dark Lord was defeated by Dumbledore or some powerful wizard, Tom would have found it more acceptable.
As Tom's questions grew, Ivan became more lenient. After all, he planned to destroy the diary before school started, so he didn't mind answering or not.
After a short while, Ivan wrote down some nonsense in the diary.
"Yes! I heard that the Dark Lord killed the Savior's parents, and in his rage, the Savior retaliated and killed the Dark Lord. Every wizard in the British magical community knows this!"
Tom Riddle fell silent.
He couldn't imagine how a newborn baby, just a few days old, could destroy the Dark Lord in a fit of rage. Even the fairy tales he read in the Muggle orphanage didn't dare write such a story!
But under the search of Legilimency, Tom clearly understood that this Young Wizard truly believed this and wasn't lying to him.
Because of this, Tom became even more confused. He wondered if there was something wrong with the world.
Ivan had no idea that his words almost made Tom start doubting the world itself.
However, Ivan didn't feel he was deceiving Tom. After all, in the many rumors about Harry that circulated in the magical world, there were indeed similar stories.
Wasn't it normal for a Young Wizard of his age to believe such rumors?
Encouraged by this, Ivan continued to pretend to be a Young Wizard, writing in the diary.
"Do you think the Savior, Harry, is very powerful, right? He killed the powerful Dark Lord right after he was born!"
"Yes, very powerful!!" Tom replied after a moment of silence, feeling extremely frustrated.
Due to the blow from Ivan's words, Tom didn't ask about the magical world for a long time after this conversation.
This made Ivan somewhat disappointed.
Teasing Tom Riddle had become his way to relieve the boredom of reading, usually providing a sense of pleasure.
Ivan wondered if Voldemort would feel a bit relieved to know that the Horcrux he worked so hard on had been used for so many purposes.
As the sun set, Ivan, considering he had only two more days before school started, brought the unfinished book to the front desk, not planning to return here again.
"Madam, how much is this 'Advanced Transfiguration' book?"
"Three Galleons, eleven Sickles", the shopkeeper said, then hesitated for a moment before continuing.
"This book isn't for you right now, child. Loving knowledge is a good thing, but sometimes we need to progress step by step!"
"Yes, a child your age should read storybooks. For example, this 'Muggle Princess and the Seven Little Spirits' story. It just arrived today and sells for nine Sickles. I hear Muggle children love this one", the manager chimed in, holding a few books.
He thought that Ivan, pretending to be an adult reading profound books, would be better off with some fairy tales, like the one he was holding, which tells the sad story of a Muggle princess who abandoned the seven little spirits who cared for her and chose to live with a Giant.
(End of Chapter)
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