Chapter 49: The Tower of Amon Sûl

[Sign-in successful. Congratulations on obtaining: The Invisible Book of Invisibility Spells!] Looking at the magical book that only he could see, Kael had by now mastered the art of inspecting it without revealing any hint of emotion to the others. However, as he glimpsed the contents within, his heart couldn't help but leap with joy. The Invisible Book of Invisibility Spells detailed various invisibility magics: the Disillusionment Charm that made objects transparent, the Chameleon Charm that blended one with the surroundings like a chameleon, the Concealment Charm that hid one's form, even one's aura and magic fluctuations, the Confundus Charm that interfered with others' thoughts and perceptions, and even protective charms including the Muggle-Repelling Charm. One could say that the invisibility spells recorded in the book covered every aspect of invisibility, from visual interference to mental and sensory disruption. It was truly an encyclopedia of invisibility magic. Kael quickly glanced at the table of contents before putting the book away. Now was not the time to study its contents. "Kael, hurry and use your amazing magic to conjure tents and comfortable beds! I want to sleep!" Bombur, the sleepy and portly Dwarf, yawned, interrupting Kael's thoughts. The others, too, looked at him with hopeful anticipation. In these past days, thanks to Kael's Transfiguration spells, they had suffered no hardships. It was difficult to go from luxury to austerity, and none of them wished to sleep exposed to the elements, with the sky as their blanket and the ground as their bed. Looked at with such eager eyes, Kael smiled and was about to agree. But as he looked at the surrounding broken walls and ruins, a somewhat outlandish idea suddenly occurred to him. He wanted to try using a Reparo Charm to repair this ruined tall tower. The more he thought about it, the more eager he became to try. He immediately shouted to the company, "Everyone, step back from here!" The others were confused, but under Kael's direction, they moved away from the tower ruins. They stopped only after they were a safe distance away, then looked back at Kael with bewildered curiosity. Ensuring that no one would be affected, Kael stood before the ruined wall and waved his wand. "Reparo!" Magic surged continuously from his wand. To the astonished gazes of the company, it was as if time itself reversed. Under an invisible force, the surrounding ruins automatically repaired and rebuilt themselves. Kael didn't know if his magic had a "mana bar" in this world, but at that moment, he felt he had overestimated himself. The magical energy required to repair such a magnificent structure seemed almost limitless. He felt like an ant trying to lift a weight hundreds, even thousands, of times heavier than itself. Before even half of the thousand-foot tower was repaired, he was already exhausted, unable to continue casting. Just as Kael thought he would have to give up halfway, a familiar and immense power surged into his body. His fatigued spirit instantly returned to its peak, and he felt completely revitalized. "Don't lose focus, keep casting!" Gandalf's voice came from behind him. He had appeared behind Kael at some point, one hand resting on Kael's shoulder. A ruby ring, visible only to Kael and him, shone with a warm glow. Kael's spirit lifted, his gaze becoming even more resolute. Surging magic poured continuously from his wand, flowing into the repairing tall tower. The tower's repair speed accelerated. To the stunned onlookers, the tower's layers stacked higher and higher, soaring towards the sky. Finally, a gigantic thousand-foot-tall tower stood majestically atop Weathertop. From afar, it looked like a giant standing on the peak, surveying the entire plain of Eriador. "Ha! The Tower of Amon Sûl is reborn! What a magnificent magical feat!" Gandalf exclaimed, looking up at the grand, imposing tower with great joy. "Kael, you have created a miracle!" Kael shook his head. "I couldn't have done it without your help!" Gandalf disagreed. "Don't be so modest, Kael. I merely helped restore your spirit; everything else was accomplished by your own hand!" "Now, enjoy your success! This tower has been reborn because of you. Have you thought of a new name for it?" Kael hadn't considered it, but after hearing Gandalf's words, an idea sparked within him. "Then let's call it Hogwarts!" "Hogwarts? Does it have any special meaning?" Gandalf asked curiously. Kael shook his head. "No specific meaning, I just feel it fits." He naturally wouldn't reveal the origin of the name Hogwarts. Thus, the name of a magic school from another world was bestowed upon this tower. Looking at the magnificent tower he had personally repaired and named Hogwarts, Kael felt a profound sense of accomplishment. At first, he had only wanted to test the limits of the Reparo Charm, but now, seeing the grand tower before him, he thought it would make an excellent base for himself. Weathertop was the southernmost peak of the Weather Hills, adjacent to the main east-west road. To the east lay the boundless plains of Eriador, to the south the Midgewater Marshes, and to the west were the town of Bree and the Shire. Its geographical location was excellent. Although his sign-in missions meant he was bound to travel extensively, having a personal base would always provide a sense of security. Kael approached the tower entrance and bowed with a smile, welcoming the company. "Welcome, everyone, to Hogwarts! Please, come in!" Gandalf, playing along, nodded cheerfully to Kael. "Gandalf, at your service." Thorin, ever serious, likewise responded, "Thorin Oakenshield, at your service." The other Dwarves followed suit, bowing their greetings. Bilbo, a step behind, flustered by the sudden formality of the introductions, quickly bowed as well. "Bilbo Baggins, at your service!" The sudden formality caught Kael by surprise. He quickly waved his hand. "Alright, everyone, come in! Let's explore this tower from a thousand years ago." The company followed Kael into the tower. The tower was built entirely of sturdy granite, making it strong and thick. Inside, the ceiling was a good five meters high, and it featured halls, lounges, storerooms, armories, and other structural elements. Stone staircases wound around the walls, spiraling upwards all the way to the top. Although Kael had repaired the tower's structure, all of its internal furnishings had long since crumbled to dust, leaving it completely empty. But this was no challenge for him. With a wave of his wand and the power of Transfiguration, tables, chairs, sofas, and beds instantly appeared. With Kael's permission, the company excitedly began to explore the various levels of the tower, choosing rooms that suited them for their rest that night. In the main hall, only Kael, Gandalf, and the ever-serious Thorin remained. Gandalf sat comfortably on a sofa, leisurely puffing on his pipe. Thorin, meanwhile, held the map of the Lonely Mountain, a legacy from his father, silently studying its secrets. Kael walked over to the fireplace, lit it with a Fire-Making Charm, and then began to wave his wand, casting a localization spell on the fireplace to link it with the fireplace at The Prancing Pony in Bree. (End of Chapter) *** [Check Out My Patreon For More Chapters On All Of My Fanfics!!] [www. [email protected]/meowthtl] [+300 Power Stones = +1 Bonus Chapter] [+500 Power Stones = +1 Extra Chapter] [Thank You For Your Support!]