Hogwarts: Starting from Luna's Home, I Became a God Through Relentless Cultivation
Chapter 375

Facing Parseltongue

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The ability to create materials almost out of thin air is a skill possessed only by Potions Master.

Wizet took a shortcut, gaining similar abilities ahead of time thanks to Snape's guidance and his own knowledge.

After this period of study and research, based on his understanding and mastery of materials, there are not many materials that he can truly "create out of thin air";

It's nothing more than common materials like slugs, Nettle, Ginger Root, Peppermint, caterpillars, Flobberworm Mucus, daffodils, and daisies;

The quantity wasn't large enough to reach the level of truly "creating something from nothing" that he envisioned. He still needed to continue studying and learn more about Potion Ingredients.

If one uses clever methods, based on Magic Circuit, Patronus Charm, and Ancient Magic Power, the variety of materials that can be "created out of thin air" can be even greater.

The Animagus of Wizet is special, possessing the Magical creature form of Phoenix;

Even without combining Magic Circuit, Patronus Charm, or Ancient Magic Power, one can create a Phoenix Tears in the form of Phoenix Animagus.

Phoenix Tears created in this way have an extremely short duration of special properties, lasting only about two seconds before losing their properties and becoming no different from ordinary tears.

Following Snape's advice, Wizet plans to create a genuine Phoenix Tears by incorporating "Ancient Magic Power that has been nurtured over time."

In this way, the process is simplified into three steps: the first step is to become the Phoenix Animagus, the second step is to shed tears, and the third step is to add "Ancient Magic Power that has been nurtured over time".

"Professor Snape, I think I've succeeded!" Wizet said, detaching himself from the Phoenix Animagus and picking up the glass bottle on the table.

He just used these three steps to create a real Phoenix Tears;

Although it consumed a significant amount of "Ancient Magic Power nurtured over time," the Phoenix Tears possessed extremely powerful healing effects, and Wizet was still willing to bear the cost.

"Is this why he trusts you so much?" Snape took the glass bottle, a fleeting look of amazement in his eyes.

"You don't need to show me these things..." He suddenly exhaled, his tone turning cold. "I'm not some... greatest wizard of our time, not that noble."

"But..." Wizet began.

"Have you forgotten your earlier vigilance?" Snape rudely interrupted Wizet. "Don't impose your wishful thinking on me!"

"I once met a fool who had a disgusting best friend. They made it sound so sweet—that they had a bond strong enough to trust each other with their backs!"

"But what was the result? That fool died, betrayed by his so-called best friend! He died, and that's not all; he dragged others down with him! He deserved to die!"

He drew his wand and pointed it at Wizet, his face full of mockery. "Imagine... if one day I pointed this at you... and then intended to kill you..."

Wizet's tone was exceptionally firm, "If it were Professor Snape now... he wouldn't do that."

Snape's mockery froze on his face. He slammed the glass bottle down on the table. "Take away your tears! Lesson is over for today!"

In the end, Wizet did not take the Phoenix Tears with her.

On his way to Professor McGonagall's office, he unexpectedly encountered Harry and his two friends.

Harry's hair was a mess, but he said confidently, "I definitely heard something just now, something about 'he's here'! It sounded just like the sounds I heard on Halloween night!"

Ron comforted him, "But didn't Headmaster Dumbledore say before that these were all pranks..."

"Could it be that the recent training and studying have put too much pressure on you? We should play a game of Wizard's Chess!"

"That's what you should do—go to the library and find out!" Hermione raised her voice. "This is no excuse for you to want to play Wizard's Chess!"

"I was just trying to let Harry relax!" Ron quickly waved his hand and said, "Haven't you seen how hard we've been studying lately?"

"Why don't you two go back first?" Hermione gave Ron and Harry a deep look. "I'll go to the library by myself and come back to you when I have the results."

Just as Ron was about to say something, Harry spoke first, pointing in Wizet's direction and saying, "Why don't we just ask Wizet? He should... definitely know!"

Upon hearing this, Hermione immediately raised her eyebrows, her lips moved as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Harry ran up to him and recounted his experience during his afternoon nap.

"Heard a strange sound?" Wizet raised an eyebrow. "Where did the sound come from? Did you try to pinpoint it?"

Harry replied without hesitation, "Definitely on the ground! I swear on my Seeker identity!"

As a Seeker, Harry's sensory acuity is still reliable.

Considering the lurking "Tom Riddle," Wizet had reason to suspect that "Tom Riddle" was using some kind of magic to track Harry down.

The most likely magic among them is, of course, "Parseltongue".

Wizet didn't bother to hide anything and stated directly. "If you can confirm that it sounds similar to the voice you heard on Halloween Eve, then... you should possess the ability to Parseltongue."

Hermione and Ron's expressions changed instantly, and they exclaimed in unison, "Parseltongue!"

Seeing their expressions, Harry was a little confused. "Is this some kind of terrible magic?"

Hermione rattled off an explanation. "Legend has it... that this is Salazar Slytherin's ability, and that his descendants will also possess it."

"It's not a big problem," Wizet suddenly said, and Hermione and Ron both unconsciously took a step back.

"Something's happened?" Harry quickly drew his wand and circled around warily. "Why are you all so tense?"

"Because I was speaking to you in Parseltongue just now," Wizet laughed. "What they heard... was probably a hissing sound like a snake flicking its tongue."

Hermione realized her rudeness and asked with a hint of embarrassment, "Wizet... how come you can Parseltongue?"

"Yes!" Ron nodded in agreement. "I was really... a little scared just now!"

"Parseltongue is just a magical talent; it depends on how you use it." Wizet maintained his smile. "Since it's a talent, we should face it squarely."

"You said you heard a snake talking while you were resting in the dormitory. Maybe a snake had wandered in. If you had noticed this in advance, you could have caught it, right?"

Harry suddenly realized, and his spirits lifted. "That's it! That way Ron and the others won't get bitten!"

"Of course, it's also possible that you might attract the snakes' attention..." Wizet murmured. "How about this? I'll give you a magical item that can prevent you from being harassed by ordinary snakes."

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