My partner at Hogwarts is Tom

"You ran to..."

Hermione's face, still showing adoration, turned back to her, but shock and disbelief were already written all over it.

"You, Harry, what's wrong with her? Ron, what's going on with Harry? What's wrong with her?"

After a series of explanations, Hermione finally managed to accept the fact that Harry would become her best friend for the next month.

"Driving a modified alchemical car through the air and getting caught by the professor, and then daring to drink a potion with unknown effects—you guys are lucky to have made it to Hogwarts alive! Professor Snape said that in the very first Potions class..."

Seeing that Hermione seemed ready to continue talking, Ron quickly interrupted her.

"Alright, Hermione, we know we were wrong. We've already copied the school rules and secrecy laws several times in Professor McGonagall's office. Now let's eat."

And so, the opening banquet for the new semester ended amidst the noisy chatter of the young wizards and the chorus of the Hogwarts school song in some unknown tune.

…………

Humming the Hogwarts school song without missing a beat, Victor leisurely finished his meal by the Black Lake and returned to his dormitory.

After washing his hands, Victor plopped down in the rocking chair by the window and swayed back and forth, then closed his eyes.

After silently wishing to participate in the lottery.

Suddenly, a huge lottery disc, divided into countless dense lines, appeared in front of Viktor.

This is the lottery system called "Fantastic Beasts Master" that Victor awakened when he was eighteen years old.

This lottery system doesn't have any intelligent features; in fact, it seems rather rigid.

It will only award prizes based on Victor's actions and the number of draws chosen.

The vast majority of prizes in the lottery system are things like water fountains that never run out of water and incredibly delicious cat food.

These are things that are magical in the ordinary world, but seem ordinary in the magical world.

Besides these, there are many other amazing items, such as the Life Orb, Focus Sash, and Poké Ball from Pokémon, as well as other items related to magical creatures.

The final small section features a variety of fantastical creatures from other worlds.

For example, Tom was the first character that Victor won in the first draw of the lucky draw.

Tom's note at the time read: "A cat that was kicked out of its home by its owner. Give it a warm home and you can become its new owner."

In addition, there are many other amazing animals.

Over the past seven years, Viktor has drawn many prizes, most of which are items such as multi-functional luxury cat beds, universal pet healing potions, and Poké Balls. He has never drawn a magical animal again.

Viktor believes it's because he lacks a sense of ritual and never thinks it's because he has bad luck.

Therefore, Viktor would choose the right time to participate in the lottery afterwards.

Victor found today's Hogwarts opening ceremony, his first since joining the faculty, to be very ceremonial.

So he decided to do a long-awaited ten-pull.

Without hesitation, Viktor pulled down the lever next to the large turntable and pulled it ten times without stopping.

The large turntable began to spin in sync with Victor's movements.

Ten items then floated out from the large spinning wheel.

Clicking on each item one by one, unsurprisingly, the vast majority were white items, pet supplies with some special functions.

All of them are things like portable folding cat trees, "crunchy" magical dried insects, pet mood-soothing aromatherapy, mini weather simulators, magic projectors that tell bedtime stories, and so on.

After casually glancing at it, Victor thought the magic projector might be somewhat useful.

With some modifications, maybe we can watch movies inside Hogwarts.

He casually opened the dried magic insect, took out one that looked like a grasshopper, stuffed it into his mouth, and started crunching away.

Hmm, it tastes pretty good, crunchy, and has a chicken flavor.

Just when Victor thought it would be another lottery with no surprises.

When he opened the last lottery item, a golden light appeared before his eyes.

"Oh, the golden legend!"

Upon seeing that golden hue, Victor immediately sat up from the recliner, not even noticing the worm that had dried in his mouth.

Withdrawal successful! Finally, withdrawal successful!

In the past eight years, apart from the first time he drew Tom, he has never drawn a gold card again.

This damn system doesn't even have a safety net, it's really too much!

Then Victor eagerly looked at the item within the golden light.

The light before my eyes gradually coalesced, transforming into an acorn the size of a walnut, its entire body shimmering with a warm, emerald-green glow.

It does not exist physically in the outside world, but rather floats deep within Viktor's consciousness.

However, the aura it emitted seemed to penetrate the barriers of the soul, giving him a sense of peace and comfort originating from the very source of life.

He tentatively tried to "touch" the golden acorn with his consciousness.

hum-

A vast, ancient, yet vibrant stream of information instantly flooded his mind, carrying the whispers of the forest, the pulse of the earth, the joyful songs of the streams, and the vague yet harmonious resonance of countless living beings.

[Druid's Heart of Nature]

Quality: Gold

Type: Inheritance

This is the Druid's natural heart, condensed by an ancient tree spirit.

After use, it will guide the user onto the path of the Druid.

Yes, that's more like it. How can a Master of Fantastic Beasts not be a druid?

Feel the acorn calling to itself.

Without further hesitation, Viktor completely relaxed his body in the rocking chair, immersing his mind entirely in the emerald green light.

In an instant, the acorn was activated.

It was no longer just quietly suspended, but like the purest spring of life, it began to gush forth a warm and pure magic.

This energy was not a forceful infusion, but rather a gentle and inclusive permeation of his every inch of consciousness, every trace of magic, and even the depths of his soul.

Viktor's perception was amplified and extended infinitely.

He "heard" it.

It was no longer the ordinary sound of waves crashing against the shore of Black Lake, but the light play and deep breathing of the water elements.

It is a low hum, like the pulse of the earth, emanating from the deep forest where countless tree roots slowly extend and absorb nutrients in the soil.

It is the ever-changing natural symphony played by the night wind as it passes through leaves of different shapes.

It's the subtle trembling of a vixen flapping its wings in the grass, the soft rustling of an owl preening its feathers in the tower...

All sounds intertwine, merging into a grand and intricate symphony of life.

He "smelled" it.

In the fragrance of the soil, he could distinguish the richness of humus, the freshness of new fungi, and the faint magical aura emanating from certain magical plants, which was difficult for ordinary people to detect.

The air drifting from the direction of the Forbidden Forest was filled with the crispness of pine needles, the fragrance of night-blooming flowers, and the dampness of moss, along with a hint of wildness, ancient and mysterious aura—the life imprints left by countless magical animals that lived here.

He "felt" it.

The ancient stones of the castle beneath our feet seem to bear witness to thousands of years of sun and rain, retaining the warmth of the sun and the coolness of the rain.

His own existence seems to be slowly but steadily resonating with this land and with the nature outside the castle.

A steady and profound power originating from the earth is subtly establishing a connection with his newly born natural magic through the foundation of the castle.

Nature is calling to him.

The call came from the oldest oak deep in the Forbidden Forest, from the giant squid sleeping at the bottom of the Black Lake, and from the timid tree-guarding hunchback at the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

From every keen-eyed bird in the castle owl hut, and even from the magical plants in the herbalism greenhouse that are carefully tended but still yearn for real sunlight and rain…

They do not use language, but rather the pure fluctuations of life, the yearning for balance, and the faint hope for understanding and communication, to extend a silent invitation.

At the same time, as Victor was immersed in the inheritance and his own life force and magical properties underwent a fundamental transformation, all the animals and magical creatures in Hogwarts and the surrounding area experienced an indescribable and subtle feeling.

Viktor was not oblivious to these subtle changes in the outside world.

His senses were now subtly connected with nature.

The faint "gazes" and emotional fluctuations from different lives that converged were like countless tiny ripples thrown into a calm lake, which were captured by his newly formed "natural perception".

This did not distract him; on the contrary, it gave him a deeper understanding of the meaning of "Druid".

This is not just about gaining strength, but also about building connections and taking on the responsibility of listening and responding.

The process of fusion continued, and Victor's soul, like a sapling, quietly took root and began to grow under the nourishment of this ancient natural force.

When he opened his eyes again, the sky outside the window was still dark, but his world had been completely transformed.

He could not only "see" the moonlight, but also seemed to be able to "touch" the tranquil magic of the night contained within it.

The breath of the Forbidden Forest seemed to be right beside his ear, faintly in sync with his own heartbeat.