What are the benefits of enhanced mental power?
If before it was judged by the power of spells, but without a very intuitive personal experience.
Now, Charle clearly felt the wonder of it.
After continuously stuffing knowledge into the Memory Palace and improving his mental power little by little, the quantitative change seemed to have caused a qualitative change.
At this moment, Charle felt unprecedentedly refreshed and energetic.
It was like the feeling of someone who had been tired for a long time waking up after a good night's sleep, the sun was exceptionally bright, and the flowers and plants were particularly charming.
Even things that were usually commonplace felt different.
And even Charle's thinking speed and reaction speed had improved compared to before.
Facing the same enemy, perhaps just this slight improvement in reaction speed could make the battle situation completely different.
Moreover, Charle could Apparate short distances, and the improvement in reaction speed would become even more obvious after flashing, allowing him to recover and cast spells faster after flashing.
Charle suddenly realized something and recalled the scene of Dumbledore and Voldemort fighting in the original work.
Logically speaking, Dumbledore was a hundred and ten years old at that time, and Voldemort was also sixty or seventy years old.
Their battle was simply a battle of old folks. If Muggles of this age were brought over, it would be good if they didn't have Alzheimer's.
But both of them were not only agile but also frighteningly quick in reaction. The young wizards present were all dazzled, yet they could still continuously use short-distance Apparition to fight, casting spells and changing forms in the blink of an eye.
Charle originally thought the reason for this was that Voldemort had been transformed by dark magic and was different from ordinary people, and Dumbledore might have drunk some kind of potion, so his reaction speed was still so fast.
But now it seems that perhaps it was because of their powerful mental power that their reaction speed did not decline even at such an age!
"Mental power, as expected, is the cornerstone of magic in the Harry Potter world."
"No wonder Harry Potter's strength grew so rapidly during his escape in his seventh year. This period was a test of his mental power and will. Every day he was undergoing a mental transformation. Even without studying at Hogwarts, his strength was skyrocketing."
Charle's eyes were bright.
"But I don't need to test my mental power under extreme conditions like Harry Potter. Just reading is enough."
"The more books I read, the more the Memory Palace is filled, and my mental power will naturally become stronger."
"If I fill all the knowledge in the Hogwarts library into the Memory Palace, even if I don't deduce any more magic during this period, just relying on the existing magic, with the astonishing mental power boost, the power will increase several times or even ten times."
"Dumbledore? Voldemort? I'm invincible, do as you please!"
Immediately, Charle opened the carriage door and followed the excited young wizards out of the Hogwarts Express, walking towards Hogwarts Castle according to the instructions.
More than ten minutes later, at the end of the narrow path, in the darkened night, the black lake came into view.
The moonlight shone down, and the waves of the Black Lake shimmered with white light, like fine snow falling on black soil.
And on the opposite side of the Black Lake, on the cliffs, an ancient castle stood majestically, which was the Hogwarts that countless young wizards longed for!
When they saw Hogwarts, the young wizards all let out exclamations. The fatigue of sitting on the train all day and trekking through the mountain roads seemed to disappear, and they started chattering like birds.
"Hogwarts? That's Hogwarts!"
In the crowd, the bespectacled boy with a lightning-shaped scar on his forehead, the Savior Harry Potter, excitedly shouted to his companions beside him.
Red-haired Ron was also equally excited, almost dancing with joy.
Only Hermione, among the trio, although also excited, her gaze involuntarily turned to Charle, who was standing alone in the corner of the crowd.
Hermione cautiously looked around Charle, and did not see the girls Charle had previously transformed with Transfiguration, feeling a little secretly pleased.
Passing through the crowd, Hermione came to Charle's side again and greeted him.
"Charle, I don't know if you remember me, I'm..."
Charle looked at Hermione, who kept trying to get close to him, and felt a headache.
"Hermione Granger, I know, we met in Diagon Alley."
"We seemed to have met many times in competitions at Muggle school before."
Hermione was stunned for a moment, as if she hadn't expected Charle to mention these things.
She then became excited, her eyes sparkling.
"I never won against you before, but now we're at Hogwarts, a brand new field, we're going to learn magic."
"Charle, I will definitely surpass you."
Charle smiled helplessly, nodding repeatedly in agreement, using the trick he learned in his previous life to deal with children, absentmindedly dismissing Hermione.
Just as Hermione was still talking non-stop, Harry Potter and Ron also came here, panting, through the crowd.
"Hermione, why did you run here?"
"We all thought you were lost..."
"Who is this?"
Harry Potter and Ron looked at Charle. Before Charle could speak, Hermione, who was still excited, chattered about Charle's identity.
"Charle Evans, you must have heard his name, right?"
Harry Potter was stunned for a moment, then gasped.
"Charle Evans, the famous, most talented student in all of Britain? You're coming to Hogwarts too?!"
"My aunt and uncle's family never miss your appearances on TV and in the newspapers. They say it's to motivate Dudley to become an excellent student like you."
"I, I, I'm so honored."
Harry Potter extended his hands, shaking Charle's hand with a mix of bewilderment and excitement.
Ron, standing beside them, looked utterly confused.
Charle Evans?
He wasn't familiar with the Muggle world, so he didn't know this name that was so renowned among Muggle-born students.
But in Ron's eyes, the person beside him was Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived.
How could the hero who saved the wizarding world be so enthusiastic and seemingly admiring of another young wizard?
Seeing Harry so eagerly shaking Charle's hand, Ron suddenly felt a little off. He changed the subject, saying,
"Charle, I saw you standing here just now, not looking at Hogwarts Castle, but at the Black Lake."
"What's so good about the Black Lake? What did you see?"
Hearing Ron's question, Charle slowly grinned.
With his back to the others, his eyes showed orange ancient dragon vertical pupils. His gaze seemed to penetrate the waters of the Black Lake, looking into its depths.
Among the smells of the lake water, there were also the scents of countless magical creatures.
With his enhanced mind, Charle felt as if he could sense their magic!
Gulp, gulp.
Charle could hear himself swallowing.
He grinned and said,
"Don't you think the Black Lake looks a lot like a big hot pot?"
"I was thinking, if you dipped some fish slices or octopus in there, it would probably taste amazing."
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