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Hogwarts: Birth of a Rune Wizard

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FOR MORE CHAPTERS For more chapters patreon.com/Liamlivingstone When a young wizard named Ryze acquired the Rune System from Runeterra: "Keystone Mage unlocks Summon Arcane Comet of Elijah, and also improves some basic wizarding aptitude. Not bad, at least it's more useful than in the game." "Dual-wielding allows me to use two wands simultaneously to cast different spells, that's interesting." "...With a useless stick, and simultaneously wielding the Sorting Hat and Time-Turner to complete a quest and obtain Vogt's Wizard Hat?" "Fortune Forger? Good, good, good! Who says wizards can't train their bodies? Forge it, give me some points!" "Wizard-like thinking + super brain + cutting-edge inventor + mad scientist... I have mastered the runes!" When Voldemort returned from the dead, looking at Ryze who had collected all the runes and ascended to godhood, all he could hear was the latter's mockery. "In Runeterra, like..."
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