Sarah Miller
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Quinn looked at Alan, who was sitting in front of him. They were sitting in their usual room. It was their first lesson after Alan's break. The old mind-arts teacher had his usual relaxed grin on his face, but there was something different about him.?? "You got tan." That was it. Alan had gotten a tan. Alan's smile widened as he told what he had done on his vacation, "I spent an entire month near a beach. Fantastic Weather, relaxing atmosphere, and amazing people. I had the time of my life. Sun is…-
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Books. Memories. Books. Memories. For another five months, Quinn slaved away in his mindscape, sorting memories to bookshelves. It was an arduous project, as there were too many memory books. Even if Quinn managed to clean out an area, more would appear in the same area.?? Quinn had to sort through all the memories of his life. Viewing every memory that was presented to him as memory books. It was all not bad as Quinn's speed of sorting increased with time. From the first time, his current speed was…
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For the next two weeks, Quinn spent more and more time around the West Manor, staring and etching the manor's exterior into his memory and implanting it into his mindscape. He spent three to four hours every day repairing the replica in his mindscape. Fixing the overall blurred appearance and filling in the blank spots in the building. After a fortnight of working on the West Manor replica, it was ready, and Quinn could say with total confidence that his creation was identical to the original West…
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For a change in scenery, Alan and Quinn sat in the garden canopy for their lesson. Quinn watched as Alan waved his hand and performed a spell. Quinn noticed Alan didn't have a wand in his hand. So Quinn inquired, "Mr. Baddeley, it seems you can also do focusless magic. What spell did you just use?"?? Alan cocked his brow and shook his head, "You are mistaken, Mr. West. I have spent my life pursuing mind arts. The art of focusless magic is not my forte. I can only perform mind magic without a focus,…
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After Alan extended his contract with the West family, Quinn spent another five weeks completing his second set of another detection layer and a thinner five-layer hexagon-based shield. Quinn, who had painstakingly completed his last line of defense, looked at Alan with expectation clear on his face, "Now that I have completed my last line of defense, are we finally going to learn the aspect of efficiency?"?? Quinn couldn't conceal the excitement from his voice. Quinn clearly understood the…
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After three months of slaving away at detecting mental attacks, Quinn was finally ready to move onto the next stage. But, Quinn had to admit that the previous three months, even though tough, were extremely productive. His detection layer had gone from being a flimsy film to a potent screen that wouldn't let a legilimency attack go unnoticed. Quinn felt excited as he was finally going to learn the next step. Just like for the past three months, Quinn arrived at the designated room and found Alan sitting…
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Like the first lesson, Quinn sat on a stool in front of Alan, who sat on a wing chair. A table in between separated them. The room's door was closed, and Alan allowed no one to enter the room unless it was an emergency or of utmost importance. Alan, with a smile on his face, began his lessons, "Mr. West, before learning how to become an occlumens and learning occlumency, we would have to get you familiar with how Legilimency feels like. Last time, you weren't able to feel me using Ligilimency when I was…
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Two people, one young, the other old, sat in a room. The old man sat in his chair with a smile on his face. From any angle, the older man was just a joyous old man, while the young child sitting on a stool was emitting the air of nervousness and tension. The merry old man was Alan D. Baddeley, while the young child was Quinn West. Both were sitting in a room of the West Manor. Today was their first meeting and Quinn's first lesson on mind magic. The reason for Quinn's apparent discomfort was that Alan…
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An eight-year-old Quinn stood in his room in West Manor. After 21 months of traveling, the tour had finally ended, and he was back in Britain. Quinn had returned home yesterday, and after resting for one night, he began unpacking. Well, he was going to unpack what he had bought throughout the tour. Polly, the house-elf, had already taken his clothes the moment they had entered the Manor.?? Quinn had the satchel upgraded during his travel, and all of his other things were inside the weightless…
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Today was Quinn's second anniversary of finding himself stranded in this world. In the last year, Quinn had worked hard on magic, and the more he used it, the more he fell in love with magic. Even though he hadn't even scratched the surface of magic, and Quinn's knowledge was equivalent to a drop in the ocean. But Quinn was about to take another step to improve his magic. Quinn stood in front of Lia's room, ready to get what he had failed to take last year.? ? 'Last year, I wasn't ready to get the…
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