(A/N: Want to read ahead of what I have posted so far? Go to my Patreоn and get your early access chapters :3

By becoming a patron, you'll instantly unlock access up to 40 chapters ahead of the Webnovel update (Chapter 358 already!)

https://www.pаtreon.com/HPMan

May the magic be with you! Enjoy!

______________________

The morning began suddenly. It seemed like I was thinking about interesting things, making not less interesting conclusions, and at the same time, I blinked, and it's dawning outside the window. As always, I went for a jog at the beginning of the day, but for physical training, I had to return to Grimmauld Place. There, in the training hall, I transfigured the materials I already had around the house into the equipment and horizontal bars I needed. In all, I killed two birds with one stone: besides physical training, I used Transfiguration in my everyday life to bring its use to automatism.

The next day went according to the schedule. Training by the varied program that Delphine gave me, and that was disassembled up and down according to different commissions for the title of master. This is a transfiguration of high complexity from everything to everything. I nullified the strength from hemomancy and even weakened myself. Trained in a pure, so to speak, form.

When my brains were already melting from tension, and the wand, trembling, strove to fall out of my tired hands, I switched to training with hemomancy. So far, it was difficult to decide on any special training because this energy has two states – immaterial and materialized. In the second case, everything is simple – pseudo-blood, which can act on matter: cut, crush, prick, and whatever. In the same state, the energy of hemomancy can be used as a shield against material and energetic influences. In an immaterial state, the energy of hemomancy can still be used as a shield, but only from other energies, and even then not on a full scale – the same light, ultraviolet, and other wavelengths pass, but magic structures can get stuck or scattered. You can also mix energy with a magical construct, giving it some properties of this energy ... But I already knew that, and now I try different spells more meaningfully.

Protego, with all its modifications, becomes noticeably stronger, although the shield film acquires a slight reddish tint. Spells of at least some kind of combat orientation acquire great penetrating power against shields but do not change other properties. The enchantment applied to the item lasts a little longer, as well as the runes powered with an admixture of this energy. I haven't experimented with potions because I don't really understand how they are brewed without this energy.

In general, the days went by in training. Closer to the twentieth, I came by to the Order's headquarters and got a mirror to communicate with Tonks. There was nothing else for me to do there, and the constantly scurrying back and forth Potter and the multitude of Weasleys, bursting with righteous anger for not being devoted to anything, gave me a headache.

At the end of August, I started to correspond more often with Lady Greengrass. She was actively engaged in her family's affairs and planned to finish the main and most time-consuming work by the beginning of the school year, whatever she was doing there. Because of this, we could not find time for personal meetings, and I just received manuscripts copied by magic, book chapters, or entire books. What should I do? I studied and practiced. I was advised to start studying healing magic in my last August letter, but I had to practice Transfiguration because I still suck at it. And for me, healing magic starts with banal muggle medical disciplines about the structure and functioning of the human body: anatomy, biology, histology, normal and pathological physiology. Various sections of chemistry and other disciplines have not yet found application in healing magic and therefore are not recommended. I had to look for textbooks by myself because Lady Greengrass complained that she was not well versed in the ordinary world, and that's me who had to be on the top and find the most detailed literature.

Hermione wrote at the very end of August, on the thirtieth. It turns out that her parents, with unprecedented enthusiasm, involved the girl in the move while constantly going on all sorts of trips to France, to its magical quarters, and even dragged her off on an excursion to Beauxbatons. Apparently, Hermione steady holds the defense but will arrive exactly at the departure to Hogwarts. It's a pity a bit…

Until the very first of September, I trained in magic and looked for the ideal proportions of admixture of hemomancy in spells to increase their penetrating or defensive properties. From the purchased DADA books I learned the ministerial program, rather strange, theoretical, but really correct and relevant, and practical, but that was from other textbooks. In general, as always, I was preparing for something incomprehensible without sparing myself.