Wizard: Start with Biological Transformation to Grind Experience - Chapter 270 - 020: Implementing the Collective Will of the Purebloods

Chapter 270: 020: Implementing the Collective Will of the Purebloods

As the key figure being nurtured by the Mountbatten family, Albert had always grown up amidst praise and adulation. He had never experienced humiliation, let alone the disgrace of being publicly rebuked.

Therefore, ever since the banquet ended that day, Albert had firmly resolved to use the family’s resources, if necessary, to make Lynch regret his actions!

After a prolonged setup, the moment had finally arrived. Watching Lynch leave, Albert’s expression twisted in excitement, paired with his inherent brooding gaze, giving off a hint of madness.

He sneered coldly: “An insignificant Mudblood. Does he really think his stroke of luck makes him someone important? Today, I’ll show him who the true master of this land is!”

Wizard Vera remarked, “Although he’s a Muggle, he does have some skill—truly patient… The inheritance is right before his eyes, yet he hasn’t spared so much as a glance at it. He’s truly focused solely on his assigned task. I don’t know whether to praise his adherence to the rules or mock him for being excessively upright.”

“Hmph!”

Albert scoffed disdainfully, “Worthless Mudbloods are like that. Even when opportunity is laid bare before them, they don’t know to seize it. That’s why Muggles will forever remain Muggles, and Mudbloods deserve nothing more than to crawl in the dirt.”

Wizard Vera asked, “So what’s your next move? He hasn’t looked at a single extra page here from start to finish.”

According to their original plan, Lynch was supposed to secretly attempt to break the magical barrier and steal the Cavas family’s inheritance. Even if he didn’t, the surrounding trove of precious magical knowledge should have been temptation enough.

But to their surprise, Lynch had not displayed any irregular behavior. He hadn’t so much as tried to break the magic barrier, leaving them with no concrete evidence to implicate him.

But when someone is determined to frame you, none of that matters anymore.

“Rest assured, I’ve been prepared for this.”

Albert said confidently. As he spoke, he took out a pre-prepared crystal ball and placed it atop the stack of documents Lynch had translated over the past few days.

This was an Imprint Crystal, capable of absorbing, storing, and releasing Spiritual Imprints.

Albert recited spells to activate the crystal. In an instant, the spiritual energy inside the crystal surged outward, forming a small spiritual storm. Swept up by the storm, any traces of Lynch’s spiritual power left on the translated documents were drawn into the crystal.

Next, Albert ascended the spiral staircase to the floating study. Using the Imprint Crystal in his hand, he manipulated Lynch’s absorbed spiritual power to break the magical barrier protecting the study.

Moments later, with a crisp “crack!”, the barrier shattered and dispersed, leaving the study entirely unguarded in front of Albert.

Albert continued manipulating the spiritual power within the crystal, swiftly flipping through the wizard inheritance in the study. He then scattered every last bit of the spiritual power from the crystal across the room before restoring the barrier and exiting the study.

On the outside, the study appeared just as it had before, with no visible anomalies. But upon closer inspection, it was clear that the study had been quietly opened once from the outside.

Furthermore,

The study was now covered in Lynch’s Spiritual Imprints.

Albert sneered, “Now let’s see who can save you!”

“Report to the Black Robe Enforcers immediately!”

That very night, a denunciation from the Cavas family arrived at the Black Robe Court.

The Cavas family claimed that the protective barrier around the family’s library, containing their wizard inheritance, showed signs of having been opened from the outside. Moreover, the inheritance within bore traces of being perused. They suspected someone had stolen their wizard inheritance.

The theft of a Wizard Family’s inheritance? Without a doubt, this was a matter of paramount importance concerning the very foundations of rule and order. The Black Robe Enforcers responsible for the region immediately dispatched over ten members under the leadership of a High-level Wizard, Marshall, to the Cavas family for investigation.

This was a rather straightforward case.

The family libraries, the core areas for each family, were not places one could casually enter. Over this period, the only unfamiliar outsiders to set foot in there were Lynch and Graham—and Lynch had been there for an entire month.

From the perspective of timing, motive, or capability, this Muggle wizard, who failed to receive the inheritance, was undoubtedly the prime suspect. The spiritual field covering the library offered overwhelming evidence.

“It’s definitely him. No doubt about it!”

“Spiritual power doesn’t lie.”

After meticulous investigation, a few Black Robed Apprentices quickly drew their conclusion.

Wizard Vera shook his head and sighed, feigning a look of disbelief: “How could this happen? He’s been working so diligently these past days. It’s truly people like him that you’d never suspect of doing such a thing…”

One apprentice snorted, “Wizard Vera, you’re simply too trusting. How could you carelessly allow outsiders to access the library? Especially a Muggle!”

Another apprentice chimed in, “Exactly. Muggles are Muggles—these greedy creatures will always try to climb higher the moment they get the chance.”

“Enough!”

At that moment, Marshall Wizard, the leader, intervened: “You all wait for me outside.”

“Understood.”

The apprentices left the room.

Now, only Wizard Vera and Marshall Wizard remained inside.

Wizard Vera hesitated and asked, “Is there still a problem, Marshall Wizard?”

Marshall didn’t respond immediately. He ascended the stairs to the library and began examining it meticulously, speaking as he went, “Although the idea is decent, the plan lacks refinement. Breaking a barrier like this requires repeated trial and error to find the correct solution, yet barely any spiritual imprints are left here—it’s as if the culprit already knew the answer.”

“And more importantly…”

Marshall pointed to a spot on the barrier and said, “The technique is far too sloppy. Look closely—another spiritual imprint is hidden here. The apprentices couldn’t detect it, but it’s crystal clear under Elemental Vision.”

As a High-level Wizard, Marshall had worn the black robe for centuries and handled countless cases. The tactics employed by Vera and Albert were child’s play in his eyes, utterly trivial.

Wizard Vera furrowed his brows, his expression embarrassed: “This…”

He was about to explain when Marshall waved his hand dismissively: “You don’t need to explain; I don’t know anything.”

Marshall, a Pureblood from a wizard family himself, was also one of the most staunch defenders of current order.

At this, Marshall carefully erased the lingering spiritual traces left by Albert and made slight modifications to Albert’s method for breaking the barrier, ensuring it looked more refined and authentic.

Wizard Vera froze.

Without even looking up, Marshall said, “Bring the final witness in to testify, then report to the Court. There’s no need for any further examination of evidence; directly request the Judge to sentence the culprit for a major crime.”

A major crime—the supreme penalty for wizards tied to the Ancient Ruins: Death.