The AllSpark's Chosen

Chapter 15: A Journey for Knowledge^

The quiet solitude of **Howler Manor** gave Saber plenty of time to think. It had been weeks since he had left Britain and severed ties with the manipulations of his past. Hogwarts, the place that had once been a beacon of magic and mystery for him, was no longer a part of his life. Instead, he was here, in the United States, living in his family's old manor with only **Tempest** and **Patch** for company. The thought of returning to the wizarding world felt distant and uncertain.

But there was one thing he knew for sure: **he wasn't going to stop learning magic**.

Saber sat at his desk, surrounded by old tomes and magical books he had found in the manor's library. They were ancient, filled with spells and incantations passed down through his **Pendragon lineage**, but they were only a fraction of what he needed. He didn't have access to the full resources of a magical school like Hogwarts, and there were no wizards or witches nearby to teach him.

"If I'm going to do this," Saber muttered to himself, running a hand through his hair, "I'll have to do it on my own."

The thought wasn't discouraging—if anything, it motivated him. He had already broken free from the lies of his past, and now it was time to **forge his own path**. If Hogwarts couldn't provide him with the education he needed, then he would find another way. He would **homeschool himself**.

The question was, where to start?

Saber opened a large map of the United States, spreading it across his desk. There weren't any magical communities nearby that he knew of, but he was certain there had to be one within driving distance. After all, the wizarding world didn't just exist in Britain. There were magical communities all over the world.

His finger traced a route along the east coast, finally landing on a name that caught his attention: **Salem**.

Of course. **Salem**, Massachusetts—the site of the infamous Salem Witch Trials and the hub of magical history in the United States. If there was a place where he could find what he needed, it was there.

"Salem," Saber whispered to himself. "That's where I'll start."

He stood up, feeling a surge of excitement. He would need to gather supplies, books, potions ingredients, and magical tools. And he wouldn't just rely on Tempest for transportation. This was a chance to immerse himself in the magical world of the United States and explore the possibilities that lay beyond Hogwarts.

Saber grabbed his jacket and called to Tempest, who was waiting in the garage. The sleek muscle car purred to life as soon as Saber approached.

"We're going on a road trip," Saber said with a grin. "Let's go see what the magical world here has to offer."

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The drive to **Salem** took most of the day, but the journey was peaceful. The rolling hills and dense forests of New England stretched out around them, and Tempest's engine hummed smoothly as they sped along the open highway. Saber felt a sense of freedom—like he was finally charting his own course, away from the burdens of his past.

By the time they reached Salem, the sun was beginning to set, casting long shadows over the historic streets. The town had a distinctly old-world charm, with cobblestone paths and colonial-style buildings that looked like they had been frozen in time. Saber could feel the faint hum of **magic** in the air, though it was subtle, hidden beneath layers of history.

After finding a small inn to stay for the night, Saber parked Tempest and stepped out into the cool evening air. The magical shops in Salem weren't like **Diagon Alley**—they were hidden in plain sight, woven seamlessly into the fabric of the town. Ordinary Muggles passed by without a second glance, unaware of the powerful spells and artifacts that lay behind enchanted doors.