Hogwarts: From Luna's House to Godhood Through Intense Competition

The flames that were burning normally subsided, and their shape gradually became rounder, like a bright red snake egg.

A bulge appeared on the egg-shaped flame, and a miniature fire snake emerged from it, writhing and twisting in the air.

Vizette looked at the nimble fire serpent, but her brows furrowed. "It doesn't feel the same as before... It's too stiff... The method is flawed, not just the fire-starting spell and the transmutation magic..."

"What did Professor Snape do? After all, it was a duel with a classmate... That flaming serpent certainly wasn't dark magic... and there was no need to use dark magic..."

He continued to recall the scene, "Could it be... the Guardian Angel Spell!"

After a long period of thought, he picked up his wand and brought it close to the fire serpent's forehead. "Patrol!"

The wand traced a smooth, circular path, its tip emitting a warm silver light. The fire serpent followed the wand's tip, seemingly coming to life, twisting and turning in a circle.

Just then, Snape's cold voice rang out, "Vizet, what... what are you doing here?"

Chapter 14 The Secret of Potions Master Snape

Vizette turned to look at the spiral staircase, where Snape stood in a black robe.

Snape was holding a cup of potion, which looked like it had just been brewed and was still steaming.

The potion was a clear emerald green, and along with the steam that settled on the surface of the cup, there was a faint, soft, milky white halo.

This is the brain-stimulating agent that Mrs. Pomfrey often mentioned and repeatedly warned Wizette against taking casually.

The soft glow on the surface of the cup is one of the characteristics of Buffet's Mind-Awakening Potion, but the glow will disappear as the potion cools down.

“Professor Snape,” Wizett said with a slight bow, “Headmaster Dumbledore sent me.”

“Your hands…” Snape narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Vizzett’s hands, which were imbued with the Life-Giving Charm, “giving them sentience… was this your own idea?”

“Yes, Professor Snape.” Vezel nodded. “I could sense something different from the Fiery Serpent when you gave me that duel instruction.”

“That fire serpent is very special. My original thought was that it should be a combination of fire-starting spell and transfiguration magic... but it doesn’t feel right. The fire serpent is not spiritual enough.”

“I tried to approach it from a different angle, to recreate that feeling as much as possible. So I thought of the Guardian Charm, after all, it was your guidance that allowed me to explore the soul.”

“Back then you told me that you could consciously explore your inner self by chanting mantras. So I tried to change my approach and still use mantras to consciously give meaning to the external world.”

"However, the process of giving it an external appearance was more difficult than I imagined, so there wasn't much I could actually do. But at least... it looks much more vibrant now."

He raised his arm, and the fire serpent, just as he had said, was much more agile than before, radiating a faint heat as it coiled around his arm along his palm.

……

Snape's voice remained cold, and he said in a low voice, "The general idea is correct."

For some reason, compared to his usual cold tone, Vizette felt that Snape's words at this moment were somewhat stiff, as if he was unwilling to talk about these things.

Vizette was about to say something, but Snape continued, "Observation...you need to continue observing."

"For example, if you want to observe the Flame Serpent, you need to observe snakes and learn as much as possible about them, including what they can do and their habits."

"By imbuing it with what you know through the Guardian Charm... it will become increasingly similar to what you observe and understand..."

Vizette swallowed hard, then, as she thought, reorganized her thoughts, saying, "Professor Snape, wouldn't you say this is a process of moving from the abstract to the concrete?"

"Suppose I am observing a fire ash serpent, from its birth to its demise... As my understanding of the fire ash serpent deepens, coupled with the spiritual empowerment of the guardian spell..."

"Could I really... conjure up a fire ash snake? Even make it lay eggs... and use them as ingredients for potions?"

……

Snape stared wide-eyed, scrutinized Vizet again, and finally spoke slowly: "This is the realm of a Potions Master, and it's not actually conjuring up a fire serpent."

“What we need is the properties of the ‘Fire Ash Serpent Egg’… I don’t know how other potion masters do it, but at least I did it by using the Patronus Charm.”

"Of course, no potion master would have that much free time. Usually, it's because they lack a certain necessary material or need to temporarily change the recipe that they operate in this way."

"I see!" Vizet let out a long sigh of relief. "Only by constantly learning about potion ingredients and deeply studying the properties of potions can one go further on the path of potion making!"

He suddenly remembered some books he had seen in the library. Although they were classified under the history of magic section, their contents were extremely magical, the kind of magical that even wizards would find magical.

The book mentions a wizard named Gobalot who could create potions with various effects using only a cauldron, water, and sugar.

If one were to become a potion master and have sufficient knowledge of all things in the world, perhaps it would be possible to create all sorts of potions with just water, sugar, a cauldron, and fire.

……

Although he understood this, Vizette still had other questions in his mind.

"Professor Snape, we've been talking about Potions... Could we take Transfiguration magic a step further by imbuing it with spirituality through the Patronus Charm?"

"Still not giving up? What do you want to do?" Snape raised his eyebrows, his eyes becoming more complicated. "A true Ash Serpent is a living being, and it can sustain living beings!"

“Life is an extremely complex thing, so complex that…” He trailed off, “In short, don’t even think about such things! The idea of ​​transforming into a real fire ash serpent is just wishful thinking on your part!”

"What you can observe is only one side of the Fire Ash Serpent. How can you be sure that it doesn't have another side? Life is vibrant and multifaceted... No one can truly grasp it!"

"Even if you could conjure up the Fire Ash Serpent from your memory, so what? It's nothing more than a flimsy puppet, acting according to your will... it has no real meaning whatsoever!"

Snape's voice rose higher and higher, eventually sounding like a reprimand.

When he finished speaking, his face showed immense pain.

In just a moment, he reverted to his original appearance, his eyes filled with coldness, gloom, and inhumanity.

Vizette blinked, feeling somewhat dazed, as if what she had just seen was merely an illusion. "Professor Snape..."

Before Vizet could speak, Snape abruptly interrupted, "Do you know what this potion is?"

Vizette immediately said, "Professor Snape, it's Buffet's Mind-Awakening Potion."

The halo on the surface of the cup became fainter, and even the heat was reduced considerably.

“Very good! Ravenclaw loses one point!” Snape shoved the potion into Vizzett’s hand. “Since you’re here, give it to Dumbledore, and Ravenclaw gains one point!”

……

One point is deducted for answering the question correctly...

Then they added that point back...

Watching Snape's hurried departure, Vizet felt somewhat confused.

That's probably what makes the hawthorn wood wand so special.

He let out a long breath, dispelled the fire snake in his hand, glanced at the slightly swaying potion, and walked into the headmaster's office with the cup in both hands.

Dumbledore must have gone out to meet someone, so the door to the headmaster's office was open.

Vizette glanced at the bird perch to the side; the old and frail phoenix Fox wasn't there, but instead, a pile of ashes lay on the ground...

Chapter 15 Werewolf Research Professor

A faint smell of smoke filled the principal's office; the ashes had not been completely extinguished, and occasionally a few sparks would fly out.

As sparks fly, the ash occasionally emits a faint, fiery red glow, as if breathing.

"It has indeed been reborn!" Vizet placed the potion on the desk and hurriedly walked to the pile of ashes under the bird perch. "No wonder there was such a special situation..."

When he saw the phoenix mark on his palm, he was certain of his thoughts. The connection between the mark and the phoenix had always existed, which was why he was able to experience the moment of the phoenix's rebirth.

After all, the Phoenix Fox has maintained that appearance for a long time, and it could embrace the flames at any time and be reborn from the ashes.

The intermittent, fiery red light vanished completely, like ashes that had cooled down suddenly trembling, and a wrinkled little head poked out from within.

Its head had already poked out, and Phoenix Fox had found its bearings, so it tumbled out of the ashes in a flash.

It glanced in the direction of the ashes, which seemed to respond to some kind of call, flying into the air with a "whoosh" before falling onto Phoenix Fox's body and merging into its bald skin.

Just as Vizet reached out to pick up the Phoenix Fox, a faint metallic clanging sound came from outside, along with a hoarse, weathered voice.

"Um... I should have killed it! That thing looked disgusting, it was definitely not a good thing!"

Dumbledore's kind and patient voice rang out, "Altom, thank you for your kindness, but there's no need for that. We're almost there..."

An old, gentle voice said, "Albus, is it really possible for his memories to return? In fact, I have consulted many wizards, but they have all been helpless."

“Marlowe, at least we must have hope, mustn’t we?” Dumbledore said calmly. “Given Altom’s current situation, if we don’t come up with something…”

The sound grew closer. Vizet carried the phoenix Fawkes back to the bird stand, straightened his clothes slightly, and waited for Dumbledore to return to the headmaster's office.

……

Dumbledore entered the Headmaster's office first, smiled slightly when he saw Vizette, and began to introduce them, "Vizette, this is Professor Marlowe Fawfon, and this is Altom Avakian."

Marlowe Fong had graying temples, a thick silver-gray beard, and dark circles under his eyes, making him look somewhat tired.

Arthom Avakian looked much older, with unhealthy gray hair and beard, and wore a faded, thick black robe. His exposed skin was covered with various scars.

It can only be said that this robe was once black, but now, due to various stains, it presents a chaotic color of black, white, gray, and yellow intertwined, and with the swaying of the hem, it continues to make a metallic clanging sound.

Before Vizet could speak, Altom shouted first, but he wasn't yelling at Vizet; instead, he was yelling at the portrait of the headmaster at the far end of the room.

"So many merfolk! These things are lying in ambush here, definitely planning to attack us! No problem! Watch me kill them!"

He yelled and reached into his robe pocket, pulled out a rolled-up piece of newspaper, and began frantically swinging his wrist as he decisively chanted an incantation: "Locomotor Inimicum!"

"Ah! No effect, huh? Looks like a tough guy with deep pockets! This is a bit tricky! Locomotor Revelio!"

Seemingly realizing there was no response, he repeated the incantation he had just performed, this time uttering a slightly different incantation.

Not only was the incantation different, but the target he was targeting had also shifted from the portrait of the headmaster to the cabinet next to him, as if he had locked onto the Sorting Hat displayed inside.