The Wizard: Starting with Infinite Part-Time Jobs

Dean Mephisto continued, "This first breakthrough greatly established the status of the Wizarding World, which also advanced from a second-dimensional world to a lower-dimensional world."

"However, when encountering more powerful enemies, this method of aiming using both sight and hearing, no matter how optimized, has a very low hit rate."

"Because the enemy's speed is also gradually increasing, the efficiency of visual identification is too low."

"The next historical breakthrough was when wizarding scholars developed a heat-guided method for aiming spells."

"This breakthrough solved many previously thorny problems and allowed the wizarding world to advance from a low-dimensional world to a mid-dimensional world."

Dean Mephisto spoke at a moderate pace, his words clear and logical, as he paced back and forth in the room, his footsteps echoing in the quiet space.

Aiden nodded: "I haven't learned this heat-guided aiming method yet; it's probably something you only learn when you become a formal wizard."

Dean Mephisto stood in the center of the room, hands behind his back, and continued, "However, after arriving in the Middle Dimension, this heat-guided aiming method still encountered many problems."

"There are many enemies whose heat is difficult to control, and some even have negative heat values. This has caused heavy losses to the Wizarding World in several clashes with other worlds."

At this point, Dean Mephisto frowned: "And so came the third historical breakthrough, which is the soul-oriented method of magical aiming that is still in use today."

"Life and soul coexist. This is considered a truth in the wizarding world."

Dean Mephisto paused, then walked to the window. Outside, the wizarding organization was bustling with activity, with students coming and going.

He turned around and continued, "Once this method was proposed, it completely solved most of the previous problems, and thus gave birth to the extremely powerful arcane school."

"The Arcane School uses the enemy's soul as a coordinate, directly locking the spell's trajectory onto the enemy's soul. No matter where the enemy flees to, they cannot escape the wizard's attack!"

"This also established the Wizarding World's current status in the higher dimensions."

"In terms of attack power alone, even the Swordholder civilization, the Immortal World, and the Three Thousand Divine Kingdoms of the old high-dimensional world would find it difficult to compare with our wizards."

"You should know that the history of the Wizarding World is less than 5 years, making it the youngest high-dimensional world, while the other high-dimensional worlds have survived and been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years."

Aiden sat there, tilting his head back, listening attentively, nodding occasionally.

"Locking directly onto the enemy's soul, that's incredibly powerful." Aiden's eyes widened, his face full of curiosity.

Dean Mephisto remained silent for a moment, his previously confident expression turning serious.

He slowly walked to the table, tapped his fingers lightly on the surface, and dropped a bombshell conclusion.

"But what if the enemy has no soul? How can the wizard aim then?"

Annie, standing to the side, widened her eyes instantly upon hearing this, her mouth agape as if she could fit an egg in it. She quickly covered her mouth and said, "If an enemy is extremely fast, impossible to lock onto visually, has no heat, and whose soul cannot be found, then the entire wizarding world is doomed once such an enemy appears."

"That's right."

"To solve this problem, our Ancient Studies School has been searching for a way out. That is, the fourth time, a historical breakthrough." Dean Mephisto said, pacing back and forth in the room.

He shook his head and continued, "I think that once such an enemy is born, it will be an unprecedented disaster for the wizarding world. You have to understand that the development of the wizarding world for the past tens of thousands of years has been based on the study of souls."

Dean Mephisto stopped and looked out the window: "Isn't this another kind of curse of knowledge? The wizarding world is too confident in its own achievements. What if the seemingly truthful statement that life and soul are one is wrong?"

Aiden sat there, his initial excitement gone. He lowered his head, his brows furrowed, and it took him several minutes to "awaken" from his silence.

He looked up, forcing a smile, and reassured himself, "This is terrifying. I hope Dean Mephisto is just being overly pessimistic. Anyway, even if the sky falls, there are so many powerful wizards to hold it up."

"Alright, children, you can leave now. I have an article to publish in the Wizarding Daily." Dean Mephisto waved his hand, his face regaining its calm expression.

Aiden was taken aback, his relaxed posture instantly straightening. He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Dean Mephisto, I also have some experimental results I'd like to publish. Could you publish them?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Annie's eyes widened instantly, her mouth slightly agape, revealing a shocked expression.

She walked quickly to Aiden's side, tugged at his sleeve, and said, "Junior Brother Aiden, are you serious? Not just anything can be published in the Wizarding Daily. After all, it symbolizes a wizard's personal honor, and it will be reviewed by professionals from the Wizarding Committee before it is published. If you mess around, you will be given a demerit, which is a disgrace for life."

Dean Mephisto also looked surprised.

A flicker of surprise crossed her previously calm face. She looked him up and down and asked, "Child, are you mistaken?"

Then, Aiden took a deep breath, straightened up, and pulled out some of Mr. Ironbeard's experimental results from his robe.

He walked up to Dean Mephisto, presented the paper with both hands, and added, "Dean, I'm not mistaken. I think these experimental results are worthy of publication. I'd like to publish an article in the Wizarding Daily."

Although Aiden knew nothing about publishing, publishing, or reviewing, he trusted Mr. Ironbeard.

He rubbed his hands together, his face showing a mixture of anticipation and trust, thinking, "I believe that all those years of hard work by that scoundrel must have been worthwhile. I also believe that the pleasant smell Xiaodie mentioned means that Mr. Tiexu's work must have been quite effective."

"Junior Brother Aiden, let me see too." Annie's eyes widened, and she was completely dumbfounded.

She hadn't expected Aiden to have experimental results, and she eagerly leaned closer as she spoke.

Aiden also pulled two parchment scrolls from the thick stack of parchment scrolls.

The rest were laid out before Dean Mephisto, the parchment scrolls spread out on the table...

Dean Mephisto casually grabbed a few scrolls, his fingers tracing the parchment as he intently studied them.

The entire penthouse was very quiet, with only the sound of Dean Mephisto turning the pages and Anne's gasping breaths.

Anne leaned forward, resting her hands on her knees, her eyes fixed on the parchment scroll, her mouth agape.

As I read, I would occasionally exclaim in amazement.

You should know that the last person in the entire Rune Courtyard to have an article published in the Daily Wizarding as a wizarding apprentice was her idol, the genius wand maker, Senior Sister Itheri!