Harry Potter: I started checking in from Diagon Alley

Eric reached straight up with his right hand, grabbed the back of the monster book, and pulled it in front of him.

Sensing the wizard's control, the monster book immediately began to struggle, trying to break free from Eric's grasp.

Eric didn't give it that chance, his prepared left hand quickly stroking the spine of the monster book from top to bottom.

The monster book's outer skin was covered with short, coarse bristles, truly resembling a legendary monster. Eric touched many uneven bumps and rough, hard skin.

Sensing Eric's movement, the monster book in Eric's hand shuddered and shook violently twice.

Then, as if its weakness had been suddenly exposed, its previously tough attitude vanished instantly, and it lay limply in Eric's hands.

After doing all this, Eric casually flipped through the book in his hand, opened it, and nodded in satisfaction when he sensed that it was no longer resistant.

Old Tom, who was originally going to come up to rescue Eric, stared wide-eyed at the book in Eric's hand.

The monster book in Eric's hand was actually sitting quietly in his hand, so well-behaved it was almost unbelievable, forming a stark contrast to the chaotic scene around him.

Chapter 5 Spiritual Stance

"hiss--"

After doing all this, Eric stood quietly in place, and behind him came a chorus of surprised voices.

The monster book that had just attacked him during the riot was now limp like a roll of parchment, no longer possessing its previous arrogant aura, and lay obediently in his hand, allowing him to flip through it.

Seeing his calm and composed demeanor, the surrounding wizards exclaimed in surprise.

No one believed that Eric could actually handle those flying monster books.

You know, so many adult wizards, including bookstore clerks, couldn't subdue them, so how could a seemingly young child possibly do it?

In the world of magic, there are all sorts of strange and wonderful items.

It is quite dangerous to rashly handle magical items that you are not familiar with.

These magical items can only be controlled and used by those who truly understand them.

As a result, the magical world has even developed a profession: some wizards specialize in solving such problems. They are skilled in spellcasting and unspelling, and also have some knowledge of alchemy.

Wizards with this talent are always in high demand by Gringotts and the Department of Misuse of Muggle Items of the Ministry of Magic.

Everyone has their own area of ​​expertise, and there's always a reason why professionals exist.

The monster books currently rampaging in front of bookstores are undoubtedly magical items that are not easy to control.

These books have a very strong desire to attack and their own logic of action. Although they do not cause much damage, they are highly resistant to magic, and most wizards are completely helpless against them.

Therefore, the wizards watching were used to the chaos caused by the monster book.

In the world of magic, this kind of thing is commonplace.

They had no way to solve the problem, so they could only watch the show from the sidelines.

But then they witnessed a child casually grab the book and touch it, and the mischievous book quieted down.

No one saw what Eric had just done, but even that courage was remarkable.

Ignoring the astonishment of those around him, Eric stood there for a while and found that he did not receive a system notification like last time.

"Is simply showing the monster-taming book not enough? Do we also need to completely help Boss Merkel resolve this chaos to complete the mission?"

Eric quickly realized what was going on.

He originally thought that he only needed to demonstrate how to subdue these monster books once, just like Hagrid did in class in the original story.

But it seems that's not the case now. The system has its own standards, and Eric has to complete the task objectives himself in his own way before the system will issue rewards.

This means...

Eric narrowed his eyes as he looked at the hundreds of monster books fluttering wildly in front of him, then looked down at his current child-like body.

He doesn't have a wand yet, and even if he did, he doesn't know any magic.

Although he usually pays great attention to nutrition, he doesn't have much pocket money, and the food at the orphanage is by no means good. As a result, Eric is much thinner than his peers.

It would be impossible for him to calm down these books one by one.

With his current physical condition, by the time he achieves this goal, the Hogwarts Express will probably be long gone.

"It seems there's no way to complete the task by asking Old Tom and the other wizards to work together."

Eric laughed.

He didn't know how the system made the judgment, but his act of subduing a book of monsters with his hands just now was already a demonstration of how to control such magical items.

Logically speaking, the remaining work is just monotonous repetition.

These monster books are actually not very harmful, at least not to wizards. Any adult can easily deal with them as long as they know the method.

Unfortunately, the system doesn't seem to approve of Eric's decision to step forward.

Or rather, Eric did pay out, but only a small amount.

The system requires you to see more.

Judging by this standard, the only way Eric can quickly solve the problem now is to replicate his actions at the Leaky Cauldron.

Let's unleash another burst of magic.

Apart from this, no other method can meet the requirements of the task.

The three conditions are: time limit, personal resolution, and witnessing.

Eric was cautious and did not make any rash moves. Of course, he could immediately unleash another burst of magic. He was not tired at the moment, but only if the method worked.

Eric knew nothing about these books.

Eric had no idea how they were made or how they worked.

Eric couldn't guarantee what would happen if he rashly used his magic to touch the monster book.

These monster books have obvious magical resistance. Before Eric, many wizards had tried to subdue them with spells, but without exception, they all failed.

It's not impossible that Eric's magical bursts are completely ineffective against them.

Furthermore, if Eric were to unleash his magic here, he would undoubtedly be featured in tomorrow's Daily Prophet.

Eric could even imagine the title.

Titles like "Shocking! A young wizard possesses amazing magic, but what is his real name?" and "A mysterious boy appears in Diagon Alley, why does he destroy a bookstore?"

Wizards have very small social circles, so if something like this happens in Diagon Alley, it's big news.

Eric didn't see any reason why he was being ignored.

He still needs time to learn magic; it's never a good thing to come under the radar of various factions too early.

"If only I knew more about these books..."

Eric was torn between his own thoughts and his mind began to wander.

As soon as the idea came to him, Eric dismissed it himself.

His entire understanding of the magical world comes from his memories of his previous life. If he had more information about the Yokai Book, he would have known it long ago, so why wait until now?

Eric smiled wryly; it seemed he had no choice.

However, the moment this thought crossed his mind, something unexpected happened!

Eric's vision blurred for a moment, and the next second, everything in his field of vision turned gray and white.

Flourish and Blotts bookstore, the monster book in my hand, the crowd around me...

At this very moment, everything seems to have been collectively decolorized, leaving only monotonous black, white, and gray.

A surge of air gushed from Eric's seven orifices, spreading out and making his head hot, his vision blurred, and he almost couldn't stand up.

The airflow continued to assault Eric's brain, but his thinking remained completely unaffected, and he remained lucid.

Two contradictory feelings occurred to Eric at the same time. In a daze, he saw a bright white light appear beside him as the color disappeared.

[Ding, mental stance activated.]

Chapter 6 The Biological Instinct of the Yokai Book

A grayish-white expanse.

This is what Eric sees now.

The whole world seemed to be instantly covered by a black and white filter, becoming eerie and monotonous.

Diagon Alley, which was just a moment ago bathed in clear blue skies, suddenly seemed to transform into a scene from an old black-and-white movie.

The entire alleyway is now just a monotonous graphic structure.

Grayish-white bricks, grayish-white Flourish Bookstore, grayish-white...

The colors are all the same and unchanging.

Without a doubt, he triggered this ability unintentionally.

Eric is finding it difficult to accurately describe how he feels right now.

He felt as if he had been placed in a steam oven, with every part of his skin burning from head to toe.

At that moment, all his pores opened up, and Eric felt the energy inside his body being released continuously.

Eric could only maintain this state for a few seconds before he felt a stinging sensation in his eyes.

Eric was still planning to slowly gauge the limits of this state, but as time went by, the soreness in his eyes not only did not lessen, but became even more severe.

It seems that this state of affairs cannot last.

Eric looked around and found that no one around him noticed anything unusual.

To be precise, none of them noticed anything unusual about Eric.

Time did not stop or slow down because of the emergence of a spiritual stance; it continued to flow in an orderly manner.

The monster books flying around Eric continued their frenzied attacks on everything in their vicinity. If it weren't for the fact that Eric had already subdued one of the monster books, they would probably have swarmed him by now.

Merkel, the owner of Flourish and Blotts, was still wailing, and old Tom and the wizard beside him were still staring at Eric in shock. Old Tom had not given up and was shouting to get Eric back into the crowd.

These scenes, apart from their uniform gray and white exteriors, are no different from before.