Chapter 28: Refill Spell Lv4

On the 7th day, early in the morning before it was light, Link woke up.

Strictly speaking, he was startled awake, because at this moment, there was a message bar in front of his eyes constantly flashing with golden light.

[Refilling Spell Lv4 Acquired!]

After realizing the meaning behind the words in front of him, Link instantly bounced up from the bed. His movement was so big that it even caused the entire bunk bed to shake. Fortunately, John, who was sleeping on the upper bunk, was still in a deep seal imposed by the blanket fairy and didn't wake up because of it.

Link didn't care about such irrelevant things right now and instead immersed himself in his consciousness to begin checking the gains after the Refilling Spell leveled up.

Just like the previous upgrades, this time the Refilling Spell reaching Lv4 also enhanced its effectiveness and controllability. At the same time, it also allowed Link to cast the Refilling Spell silently.

However, the silent casting technique he obtained was achieved through mentally reciting the incantation in his heart, using it to help control the magic power to form the spell model externally and thus cast the spell.

This had some deviation from what he previously understood, directly using mental power to control magic and form a spell model. It was considered a shortcut. After all, with his current mental power, it was simply impossible to control magic to make delicate operations.

Moreover, even this shortcut of a lazy method was something Link barely managed to achieve with the help of his "golden finger". This meant that if he wanted to turn other spells into silent spells, he still needed to improve the skill levels of those spells.

Besides the silent version of the Refilling Spell, Link also gained a very important piece of information from the knowledge brought by the upgrade.

That was, the Refilling Spell actually wasn't just for refilling cups.

You had to know, the principle of the Refilling Spell was actually to Refilling a certain container with a certain kind of external liquid. And this concept of a "container" was actually very broad.

Cups are containers, plates are containers, cabinets are containers, even living beings, and even people, are containers.

Just imagine, what if you treated a living person's alveoli as a container and cast the Refilling Spell on it?

Then what if you replaced the alveoli with the brain? Or with the bladder? Even the heart?

If this kind of operation could work, then the Refilling Spell would instantly transform from a spell used only to Refilling drinks into a powerful offensive spell.

After all, the Refilling Spell consumes very little, activates silently and without a trace, and the injuries it causes are extremely strange and bizarre. If such a spell was used for assassinations, how terrifying would its effect be?

It's just that achieving this kind of effect wasn't easy, because currently the spell model of the Refilling Spell was set to only work on inanimate objects.

If Link wanted to transform it into an offensive spell, he would have to modify its spell model.

And this circled back to the initial problem, Link's mental power still wasn't strong enough to let him control magic flexibly to perform delicate operations, let alone modify a spell model.

Following this line of thought, the road he had to walk was still very long.

But Link didn't feel discouraged at all, because he had a vague feeling that this problem would be solved very soon.

"Phew~"

After summarizing the information about the Refilling Spell, Link's originally excited mood gradually calmed down. At this time, the clock on the nightstand also pointed to 5 o'clock. Link glanced at the clock and finally took a deep breath, got dressed, and left the dorm.

The matter of the Refilling Spell could be studied later, but right now, if he didn't set off, he would be late.

When Link hurried to the hall, he saw Filch pacing anxiously in the entrance hall.

Today, Filch was obviously dressed up carefully. The few sparse hairs on his head had been slicked with hair oil, and he was wearing an old, worn tailcoat from some ancient era.

Honestly, Link believed this was already a very sincere attempt at dressing up by Filch.

But some things couldn't be changed just by dressing up. Like now, even though Filch looked somewhat presentable, the slightly hunched posture he walked with and the many tiny gestures still made him look like a lowly, insignificant character.

In contrast, Link was different. Even though he hadn't dressed up like Filch, and even looked a bit haggard due to the Over-Sensation Spell going out of control again, as long as he stood beside Filch, anyone would instinctively see Link, the little wizard, as the leader between the two.

As for Filch, at most, he could only be considered a servant.

While mentally evaluating Filch's outfit, Link didn't stop his steps and walked directly into the entrance hall.

His unhidden footsteps drew Filch's attention. Filch turned his head, glared at Link, then spoke in a low, suppressed voice, "Why are you only coming now? The other students are about to wake up."

"What's the rush?" Link rolled his eyes at Filch and said, "I looked at the invitation. That so-called Speed Spell Chanting Class doesn't start until 9 in the morning. We still have plenty of time."

Upon hearing this, Filch's expression immediately became strange. He seemed to want to scold Link a few more times but forcefully held it back. In the end, he could only tremble as he said, "Yes, if we're talking about the time before class, we indeed have plenty. It's just that soon the other students will be getting up. Do you really want them to know that you're attending the Speed Spell Chanting Class?"

As soon as those words came out, the dissatisfaction on Link's face disappeared.

Are you kidding? If his classmates found out about this, how could he continue to live at Hogwarts?

Thinking this, Link no longer cared about Filch, turned around, and quickly walked out of the entrance hall.

As soon as he left the castle, Link saw a pure black carriage waiting quietly in the square. The carriage itself was ordinary, the kind you often saw in the Victorian era. But the four creatures pulling the carriage were different.

They were large, thin, reptile-like creatures with dragon-like faces and broad, bat-like wings. At first glance, Link thought they were skeletal horses.

But upon realizing, Link understood. These were Thestrals, rare and dangerous creatures. It's said only people who had personally witnessed death could see them.

Link didn't show any surprise at being able to see Thestrals. After all, in his previous life, due to his special profession, he had long become familiar with death.

Silently observing these magical creatures, Link sat wordlessly into the carriage.

Not long after, Filch came hobbling over with his slightly lame leg, looked fearfully at the Thestrals, and then very obediently sat on the driver's seat, picked up the reins, and became Link's coachman.

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