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[HP] 19: The Legendary Draw!
🕑 Added 2025-07-04 18:51:28 +0000 UTC“I had a bit of an upset stomach. Also, Dad, you should cut back on the sweets—wizarding world candy still has sugar,” said Louis, who had just successfully tricked the Dark Lord and was now hiding his brilliance behind a calm face.
“Alright, alright, I’ll stop.” Mr. Wilson nodded, though as he spoke, he popped the remaining chocolate into his mouth, then grabbed all their shopping bags and pushed the door open.
The two returned to Charing Cross Road. But the moment they reached the street corner, Mr. Wilson looked dazed.
He turned back to glance behind them, his eyes filled with confusion.
“This is incredible,” he muttered. “Just like that flying motorbike—I can’t see the pub at all. Can you, son?”
“Uh… yeah, it’s right there by the roadside.” As a Muggle, Louis could only pretend to see it naturally. With the help of his Sharingan’s powerful copy ability, he had already located the “blank space” on the street where the Leaky Cauldron was.
Mr. Wilson sighed. “There really is a big gap between wizards and ordinary people. I have to admit, even the worst wizard is more magical than any magician.”
“No wonder they look down on us and call us Muggles.”
This was clearly a crisis of faith for Mr. Wilson. For a magician who had dedicated himself to sleight of hand and illusions, real magic was simply too overwhelming—it shook the very foundation of his self-confidence.
Louis understood this, but didn’t know how to comfort his dad.
For a magician, no amount of talk about “advanced civilization” meant anything. Real magic overshadowed stagecraft in every way, and no comforting words could change that.
So Louis simply changed the subject. “Dad, did you remember to get a gift for Mom?”
“Of course! That’s our life-saving tool,” Mr. Wilson snapped out of it. “Come on, let’s head back.”
Even though they rushed, they still didn’t make it home before lunch. And there wasn’t any delicious food waiting for them either—just Mrs. Wilson, fuming and on the brink of exploding.
“Lambert! I hope you can explain to me why you ran off with our son in the middle of the night without telling anyone!” she shouted, too furious to maintain her usual grace.
“We left a note, didn’t we?” Mr. Wilson chuckled awkwardly. “That doesn’t count as disappearing without a word, right?”
“You mean that ridiculous little note?!” Mrs. Wilson pulled it out, voice sharp. “‘Gone with my son to visit another world. Don’t worry.’ Does that sound like something a normal person would write!?”
“Pfft—!”
Louis, watching from the side, nearly choked on his water. He hadn’t expected his dad to have such a dark sense of humor. “Visiting another world”?! Mrs. Wilson not calling the police was proof of true love.
“It was a spur-of-the-moment thing. I didn’t have time to think it through,” Mr. Wilson scratched his head. “Come on, darling, don’t be mad—you’ll get wrinkles.”
He hugged her and began shamelessly showering her with affection.
Louis, now a third wheel, rolled his eyes and silently retreated to the kitchen. He made himself a sandwich, then carried his plate upstairs.
Let the grown-ups handle their drama. They’d communicate better without an audience.
He had something much more exciting to do—the legendary draw!
“System, initiate Legendary Draw,” Louis said as he sat at his desk.
Draw initiated. Consuming draw opportunity… Legendary Draw begins.]
As the system prompt flashed, dazzling rainbow lights bloomed in front of Louis.
No blinding flurry of light dots this time—just phantom images passing before his eyes.
A colossal, skeletal black dragon with wings that blotted out the sun…
A golden-winged humanoid radiating divine brilliance…
A sword-wielding immortal flying on a blade with elegance…
And finally, a disgustingly familiar green creature, standing upright and wearing matching green shorts, froze mid-pose in front of Louis.
The monstrous image vanished, breaking into twelve glowing orbs that fused into Louis’s body.
[Legendary Draw complete. You have obtained the Power of the Dark Lord – Twelve Talismans.]
The Twelve Talismans!
Louis’s eyes lit up. He nearly jumped up and hit the ceiling.
The Twelve Talismans—originating from the cartoon Jackie Chan Adventures—were powerful magical artifacts, each one representing a trait of the Chinese zodiac.
They were the source of the Demon Sorcerer Shendu’s power, and also the very thing that could seal him. Without the talismans, Shendu would turn to stone, only awakening once every hundred years.
> The Rat for animation. The Ox for super strength. The Tiger for spiritual balance. The Rabbit for super speed. The Dragon for combustion. The Snake for invisibility. The Horse for healing. The Sheep for astral projection. The Monkey for shapeshifting. The Rooster for levitation. The Dog for immortality. The Pig for heat vision.
Louis knew every one of them by heart. With these powers, he could easily become the strongest human in the wizarding world.
“No wonder it’s called a Legendary Draw. This reward is insanely OP,” Louis said, completely satisfied as he felt the power coursing through his body.
Who cares if he’s a Muggle? This Muggle could breathe fire, shapeshift, animate statues, and turn any object into a living creature—who could say he wasn’t magical?
After a few basic tests of his new powers, Louis finally calmed his excitement and began analyzing the limitations of the Twelve Talismans.
“There seem to be some restrictions… though not entirely rigid,” he muttered thoughtfully to himself.
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T/N: Find more at: https://jackiechanadventures.fandom.com/wiki/Talismans
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