"Your Majesty has committed academic fraud and ghostwritten papers. Congratulations on earning 50 tyrant points!"
Charlie flipped through the system panel.
Total tyrant points: 9873.
He was only 127 points shy of 10,000. Charlie planned to save them up this semester for a big draw, hoping to get some good items.
Days passed.
After the Basilisk incident was completely resolved, Hogwarts returned to its usual tranquility.
Charlie's life also returned to normal.
Sleeping in class, eating after class, and occasionally strolling in the Forbidden Forest.
This laid-back life was incredibly enjoyable, and his tyrant points soared.
A few days later, Charlie's tyrant points broke the 10,000 mark.
"little system, start the draw!"
Countless flashes of light instantly appeared in his mind.
The system began to broadcast frantically.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, on obtaining: Bicycle Kick proficiency +30!"
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, on obtaining: Expelliarmus proficiency +100!"
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, on obtaining: Sectumsempra proficiency +50!"
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, on obtaining: Apparition!"
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, on obtaining: Cruciatus Curse!"
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, on obtaining: Monarchs Might!"
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, on obtaining: Free Talent Points +4!"
The series of notifications made Charlie very satisfied.
Ten minutes later, all the tyrant points were used up, and Charlie opened his panel.
"Your Majesty: Charlie White"
"Age: 12 years old"
"magic Talent Rating: (Max Level 10)"
"Transfiguration: 10"
"Charms: 10"
"Potions: 9"
"Defense Against the Dark Arts: 7"
"Herbology: 7"
"Astronomy: 4"
"History of Magic: 5"
"tyrant points: 0"
"Free Talent Points: 4"
"Mastered Spells: Transfiguration (Level 4: 500/5000), Incendio (Level 4: 1350/5000), Stupefy (Level 4: 1210/5000), Protego (Level 4: (980/5000)), Expecto Patronum (Level 4: 0/5000), Sectumsempra (Level 4: 10/1000)..."
Almost all his Spells had reached Level 4, unlocking silent and wandless casting.
Not only that, but he also drew Apparition, which Charlie had been longing for. Coupled with the authority given by Dumbledore, he could now go anywhere he wanted.
However, Charlie also noticed a term he had never heard of: Monarchs Might.
"little system, what is this?"
"Reporting to Your Majesty, this is Your Majesty's exclusive skill as the true Son of Heaven. Monarchs Might cannot be looked at directly. When Your Majesty releases the skill, it will make the opponent feel awe, and weaker individuals may even faint on the spot."
Understood, it's like Conqueror's Haki.
In addition to these Spells, Charlie also gained four talent points. He maxed out Potions to avoid his obsessive-compulsive disorder making him uncomfortable, and saved the other talent points for a rainy day.
As for the Cruciatus Curse, it was better than nothing for Charlie.
Perhaps the Cruciatus Curse struck directly at the soul, with astonishing tormenting effects, but the Ten Great Tortures of the Qing Dynasty that Charlie knew might not be inferior to it; it just meant it was more convenient and handy.
Charlie raised his hand, and with a thought.
"Expelliarmus."
Before he finished speaking, a red light shot from his fingertip, directly blasting the water glass on the bedside table.
The water glass tumbled in the air, then smashed against the wall with a bang.
Charlie was not satisfied with this performance; he couldn't go all out in the dormitory.
Charlie stood up, wondering where to try out his new skills.
The Forbidden Forest?
Not quite suitable.
His Spells had already reached Level 4. If he went all out, Charlie worried that the entire Forbidden Forest would be ruined.
Charlie frowned, and an idea suddenly popped into his head.
As a professional school of magic, Hogwarts should have a dedicated place for practice, right?
Like the Chamber of Secrets, a place that always existed but was unknown to others.
He thought of Billy.
House-elves cleaned Hogwarts every day and definitely knew the school better than anyone.
Charlie took a deep breath and concentrated.
Apparition.
The next second, his figure vanished from the dormitory.
The kitchen.
Charlie's figure suddenly appeared amidst a pile of pots and pans.
All the surrounding House-elves were stunned.
A House-elf wiping a plate was so startled that he dropped it, and it shattered on the floor.
Billy was directing other House-elves to prepare dinner when he suddenly saw Charlie appear, and he was completely bewildered.
His already large eyes widened.
"Ch-Charlie?"
Billy stammered, his voice full of shock.
"Why can you Apparate in the school?"
"Are you a House-elf too?"
Charlie:?
Never mind, he wouldn't argue with this little fool.
He explained helplessly.
"Don't be nervous, Billy."
"This is a privilege Headmaster Dumbledore gave me."
Billy immediately relaxed upon hearing this, not doubting Charlie's words in the slightest.
He patted his chest and said excitedly, "So that's how it is!"
"Headmaster Dumbledore is truly too generous!"
"Mr. Charlie must be very powerful to gain the Principal's favor!"
Charlie smiled but said nothing.
He walked up to Billy and whispered, "I came to ask you something."
"Is there any place at Hogwarts suitable for practicing magic?"
"A place that's relatively spacious and where I don't have to worry about causing damage."
Billy scratched his head, thinking.
"Practicing magic?"
"Yes," Charlie said, "I've learned some new things recently and want to try them out."
Billy's eyes lit up.
"There is!"
"There's a room on the eighth floor that we call the Room of Requirement."
"It can transform into anything you want. When we're tired, we often rest there, and it will conjure soft beds."
"Just walk past the wall three times, thinking about what you need, and a door will appear."
Charlie raised an eyebrow.
Room of Requirement? Is it real?
"Where is it?"
"The eighth-floor corridor, opposite the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy being clubbed by Trolls," Billy said in detail.
"Mr. Charlie will know when he gets there."
Charlie nodded.
"Thank you, Billy."
Charlie had a vague impression of that place, having seen it during his night escapades, so he Apparated directly in front of the tapestry.
The tapestry was very conspicuous, but it didn't look like it hid a room behind it.
Charlie stood opposite the tapestry, staring at the blank wall.
He thought to himself: I need an internet café with a 5090 graphics card and a 32-inch 4K ultra-high refresh rate monitor.
If Charlie missed anything most in the magical world, it was gaming. He hadn't touched a keyboard in so long, and he was itching to play.
He walked back and forth three times.
After the third pass, a door suddenly appeared on the wall.
The door was made of wood and looked very ordinary.
Charlie pushed the door open with anticipation and walked inside.
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