Teaching an ordinary person to use magic?
Wasn't that pure fantasy?
Evan and the others stared at Noah with strange expressions. They truly couldn't wrap their heads around what he meant.
The reason ordinary people couldn't become wizards was simple, their magical reserves were far too weak.
Magic might be innate, but it was far from equal.
Some individuals were born brimming with magic power, what the magical world called "those with noble blood." Meanwhile, those with little to no magic potential were often labeled as "mudbloods" or "impure bloods" by the more conservative factions.
Thus, two schools of thought had long dominated the magical world: the "pure-blood theory" and the "bloodline theory."
But their fates had diverged greatly. The bloodline theory held an absolute advantage, as the more powerful the wizard, the stronger their lineage tended to be.
And the pure-blood theory?
That belief had been on the decline. With the rise of more and more half-blood and Muggle-born wizards who achieved greatness, people began questioning whether "purity" in blood meant anything at all.
Now, the mainstream belief was bloodline theory: the better the lineage, the greater the future potential of a magician.
As for pure blood?
Frankly, high-quality bloodlines consistently outshined weak ones. And, sometimes, mixed-blood wizards even surpassed their so-called "pure" peers. Who knew what dormant power lay hidden in those so-called impure lines?
These two ideologies had shaped the magical world for over a millennium.
But now, pure-blood ideology was being steadily replaced, especially in nations with more progressive magical governments. To most of them, the idea was outdated nonsense.
Except for a few nations whose magical ministries had clearly gone mad, most notably, the British Ministry of Magic, arguably the worst among them.
So, the idea of teaching an ordinary person with no magical background how to use magic?
It sounded utterly ridiculous. After all, such a person likely had no worthy bloodline, which meant, by default, they had virtually no chance of ever becoming a wizard.
Why was Noah doing something so seemingly pointless?
It didn't fit his character at all.
Then, Kenn suddenly seemed to realize something.
"…Is it your guardian? Or should I say, your sister? Ms. Haifin?"
"Yes," Noah nodded. "She's the closest person I have, right? But more importantly… I've always felt something's off. Why is it that everyone has some amount of magic, but not everyone becomes a wizard?"
"This…" Lance hesitated. "Isn't that kind of… beyond our scope of understanding?"
"Strictly speaking, yes," Noah agreed. He put down his pen and gave a light smile. "But what if it could work? What if we succeed? What would that mean for the future?"
"Noah, that's a dangerous thought, you know," Lance said quickly, and Kenn nodded vigorously beside him.
After all, what made wizards so revered was their rarity. They were a tiny minority in the global population, but they held immense power.
If someone developed a method to turn ordinary people into wizards?
It would shatter the exclusivity of the wizarding world. It would be nothing short of revolutionary, and threatening to the very foundations of magical society.
"If scarcity disappears," Kenn added, "so does the value of being a wizard. You'll have a target on your back if this gets out!"
"Relax," Noah waved it off. "It's just an experiment. I don't even know if it'll work. Think of it as the final test of my magic amplification method."
If he discussed this with Hermione Granger and Harry Potter, both of whom were Muggle-born, there was no doubt they would support him wholeheartedly.
But when speaking to those raised in wizarding society, even progressive ones, this kind of idea was explosive. So Noah decided to keep things brief.
What he didn't expect, however, was for Hermione to suddenly speak up with fire in her voice.
"What are you all so afraid of?" she snapped. "The magical world is enormous, and there are tons of wizards from Muggle families. But can their families even begin to compare with his?"
That line alone silenced Lance and the others.
"I can't even count how many great wizards spent their lives alone," Hermione continued, "because their loved ones couldn't use magic. Tragedies born from isolation. Noah's trying to prevent that. So what if it challenges the current power structure? Are we that fragile?"
"Alright, Hermione," Noah said, cutting her off gently. "Let's not stir things up too much. This is just a small matter for now. But… yes, I do hope this experiment bears fruit."
Kenn and the others blushed. They weren't stupid. If Noah succeeded, the magical world could be turned on its head.
And many, many, would worship Noah as a legend.
"Noah, we support you no matter what," Evan grinned. "Don't forget, we're in this together. Besides, none of us would be here without you. We've come this far thanks to your knowledge."
"I agree," said Ernie Macmillan, who had been silent until now. "The gap between Muggles and wizards is too wide. I don't want that to be an issue for my friends or family in the future."
Kenn and Lance looked at each other awkwardly, then both nodded.
It was true. Without Noah, they would have just been regular Ravenclaws living forgettable lives.
Without the Room of Requirement, without the knowledge he'd provided, without the method to enhance their magical power… they'd never have broken their family limits.
"Sorry, Noah. We were just…" Kenn rubbed the back of his head, clearly embarrassed.
"It's fine," Noah chuckled, waving it off. "You were thinking of the League of Mages, right?"
"To be honest, we all need to swear to keep this quiet. For now, it's just Hermione and Justin, both Muggle-borns, in the League. But what about the future? I don't want to keep attending funeral after funeral for people we care about. And what if one of our children ends up a Squib? Shouldn't we have a way to help them too?"
Kenn and Lance looked surprised, and Justin stared at Noah like he was seeing him for the first time.
This idea, inside the safety of their League, was revolutionary.
Outside?
It could spark a war.
"You're right," Kenn admitted, scratching his head. "Even the Filch family has had powerful magicians in the past… and look at Argus Filch now. He's a Squib, humiliated and ridiculed. Honestly, I feel stupid for never thinking about this."
"Oh come on," Lance grumbled. "Aren't you basically insulting me too?"
"Alright, enough of that," Noah smiled. "This is still in the testing phase. Whether it works is still up in the air. But after the holidays, I think it's worth exploring, don't you?"
"Of course," said Evan. "But we need to be careful. We can't let this fall into the wrong hands."
Noah nodded. That was a given.
But his thoughts went even further.
His goal wasn't just the League of Mages.
It was the exorcists.
Most of them had no innate magical ability, but they were battle-hardened, experienced, and filled with an obsessive hunger for magic.
If Haifin succeeded?
Then Noah could potentially give magic to dozens, hundreds, of powerful exorcists.
Compared to Haifin, their foundations were already stronger. If she succeeded, they would almost certainly succeed as well.
Imagine it, Hermione as Minister of Magic, Harry as Head of the Auror Office, and Noah supplying them with elite, loyal, battle-tested wizards.
At that point, Noah wouldn't just influence the magical world.
He'd own it.
Of course, that was all still in the future.
Hermione and Harry were deeply emotional and valued loyalty. As long as Noah remained sincere, they would repay him tenfold.
And Kenn, Evan, Lance, and Ernie, though raised in wizarding families, had never fully bought into the old pure-blood garbage.
Noah believed that continued exposure to Muggle-born wizards would eventually make them fully accept his ideals.
His job now was to keep feeding them knowledge, to keep raising their magical potential.
He could see it clearly, these were true Ravenclaws, driven by the pursuit of truth and wisdom.
Someday, they'd make excellent candidates for the Ministry of Magic.
And if they all got in?
Then the British magical world would belong to the League of Mages, with Noah, its founder, as the biggest winner.
"The future is full of possibilities… and it's looking exciting," Noah murmured, watching his companions return to their books with renewed purpose.
He still had a lot to do. First, he had to keep growing stronger.
And second?
He had to solve the issue of the university system for wizards.
"I just hope Hathaway doesn't lose her way," Noah whispered. "Otherwise, all of this will have been for nothing."
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