Chapter 806: Hogwarts Learning Panel, Chapter 347

A ball of flame burst from the tip of his wand; it was a small ball, but it seemed to have self-awareness, constantly searching for items around it to devour. As the discarded materials in the dungeon were ignited, the flame grew larger and larger.

While growing larger, some beasts also rushed out from within it.

"Fiendfyre can summon cursed, self-aware flames.

These flames will actively search for and devour everything in their path, especially... life.

When the devouring reaches a certain degree, the form of the flame will change into a giant monster.

It is extremely hot, has astonishing destructive power, and is one of the few substances capable of destroying everything."

Sineipu explained the Fiendfyre curse calmly.

In the midst of the firelight, Sean could clearly feel that Professor Sineipu's level of control over Fiendfyre was a level higher than Professor Qiluo's.

Professor Qiluo was already somewhat strained when the fire beast took shape.

And Professor Sineipu remained calm and at ease.

"This is a highly profound curse; only a very few powerful and... hah, wizards called crooked-hearted dare to attempt it...

But I want to tell you, do idiots fear the blade, or are they really afraid of it itself?"

Sineipu scoffed, looking at Sean with burning eyes,

"What they fear is only themselves, fearing those selves who cannot control power or authority."

Thus Professor Sineipu stopped; when he waved his wand again, the flames actually subsided in an instant.

Sean guessed the professor had used a silent spell.

"Remember well, once Fiendfyre is released, it is extremely difficult to extinguish or control.

Conventional fire-extinguishing spells are completely ineffective against it. The only counter-method is to rely on powerful magical strength far exceeding the caster to suppress and change it."

Sineipu glanced lightly at a chair that had been burned to ashes, waved his wand again, and a wooden board in a corner hopped and jumped until it turned into a chair.

"As for facing out-of-control Fiendfyre, Green, I want to see the fastest running speed of your life."

Professor Sineipu said finally.

The days of learning Fiendfyre appeared exceptionally thrilling.

When Sean first summoned Fiendfyre, the flames roared and filled half the room, and Professor Sineipu's private storage room was destroyed by a small half.

That was the first time Professor Sineipu revealed a look of fear; he released Finite Incantatem without hesitation to control the flames, then looked at the exhausted young wizard with an inexplicable gaze.

"You are being controlled by it! You stupid... Green!"

He scolded with a gloomy face.

"Professor... how should I control it?"

Sean asked painstakingly and carefully.

"I guess your troll-like head is filled with images of Fiendfyre after it takes shape; if you imagine it to be so powerful, you are destined to be unable to control it.

You must be much stronger than it, Green."

Sineipu explained coldly.

Thus Sean's second practice began; when he only imagined the Fiendfyre to be extremely weak, a thin wisp of flame gradually rose.

Unfortunately, due to Sean's improper control, the Fiendfyre manifested a fire beast after only a few seconds.

The fire-breathing giant snake, Chimera, and dragon searched for and devoured everything in their path; another third of Professor Sineipu's collection disappeared.

Sean, who had not anticipated this scene, stared blankly at the storage cabinet just like Professor Sineipu. It was empty, with only some flying ashes.

"Professor, perhaps we should practice outside..."

Sean slumped in the chair and said cautiously.

"Right here!"

Sineipu suddenly roared.

His face was very ugly, but he was stubborn, more like obstinate.

Only here, in the dungeon, where he had redesigned the magical barrier, would they not be disturbed by some meddlesome wizard.

He agreed with Dumbledore's point of view.

But he believed even more that that idiot could control himself.

Time was getting tighter; when the Dark Lord's power weakened to a certain degree...

No one would know what he would do.

The practice continued for a long time; Sean's Fiendfyre curse was unlocked after the third practice.

Now it was steadily heading toward 【Entry Level】.

At the same time, he also discovered a wonderful rule about the Fiendfyre curse.

The panel only rated the powerful Fiendfyre curse he released as 【Apprentice】, but the strictly controlled Fiendfyre curse was 【Proficient】.

This violated previous rules; for example, for Lumos, naturally, the brighter it was, the higher the proficiency rating.

"If your intelligence hasn't been destroyed along with the cabinet, you had best take out paper and record this down;

In the field of Dark Arts, control is far greater than destruction.

I know too many examples of stupid wizards killed by their own Dark Arts, so you remember well for me, Sean Green.

True power lies in establishment inward, not in seeking outward—"

Sineipu finished speaking coldly, and the dungeon door was closed with a "bang."

If it could still be considered a door—it had already had half its body burned away by Fiendfyre.

Facing the display cabinet that had been mostly burned, Sineipu's face couldn't be said to be good or bad.

He couldn't help but think of that massive flame that flowed out naturally, that fire beast awakened in such a short time.

Complexity appeared in his eyes, finally replaced by firmness.

Outside the dungeon.

Sean was still pondering Professor Sineipu's last words.

In the Dark Arts, Professor Sineipu was undoubtedly a rare genius; according to Sirius,

When Sineipu first entered school, he knew more spells than half the students in the seventh year.

If Professor Sineipu believed that a wizard's control over the Dark Arts was more important than enhancing the Dark Arts.

Then did this mean that in terms of the Dark Arts, a wizard's control and shaping of their own faith was more important than firming their own faith?

Ravenclaw said: When magic was in the wild stage, ancient wizards embarked on a path pointing directly to the source of magic.

They were exploring the essence of magic and built an indestructible faith for themselves with knowledge and wisdom.

Wizards explored magic, strengthened faith, then released more powerful magic, and then continued to explore these more powerful magics...

This was what the ancient wizards experienced.

But before all this, before wizards explored magic, wizards were pure.

They didn't use wands, didn't chant spells.

In Ravenclaw's memory, the duels of wizards sometimes were more like comparing who was angrier than whom.

Whoever mobilized their magic in anger first won the victory.

Therefore, the wizards at that time, let alone challenging dragons, even survival was a problem.

And later, wizards stood at the top of the entire magical world.

In this process, what happened? ===== CHAPTER 807 =====