Patronus Charm Healing Technique

Hogwarts is like a maze, and the professors are like treasures within it;

Their own disciplines are the most dazzling gems in the treasure trove, but a treasure trove is not just one gem; its charm lies in its diversity.

Wizet had this feeling when she was studying and interacting with the professors.

Through this feeling, he was able to learn the "Magic Cube Theory" from Sprout, Duelling Skills from Filius Flitwick, and the special Patronus Charm from Snape...

The Patronus Charm that Snape possessed not only protected him from Dementor and allowed him to explore souls, but it was also the key to becoming Potions Master, imbuing magic with a spiritual quality and giving it the properties of Potion Ingredients.

It is precisely because of this that Wizet was able to stand on the shoulders of Giant, supplementing his own knowledge, to explore more possibilities of the Patronus Charm.

"Wizet, what are you planning to do?" Firenze asked, utterly puzzled, as he saw the silver glint at the tip of the wand.

"Why is this Patronus Charm like this? I thought a wizard's Patronus Charm was a cloud of mist or an animal image..."

"That's true under normal circumstances," Wizet. "But if we want to save everyone, we need to make some changes. At least we've found the cause, and everything will be easier..."

"Its soul has been drained, and what it needs most now is to replenish it. The method is very simple, just like a blood transfusion, simply supply it with souls!"

"Transfer...transfer soul?" Firenze stammered, repeating himself, already unable to keep up with Wizet's train of thought.

"Yes!" Wizet affirmed, "But before that, we need to make some Soul Soothing Potion ..."

The purpose of Soul Soothing Potion is to calm the mind and repair damage to the soul, which is exactly what comes in handy at this time.

"You wizards seem to need a cauldron to brew Potions? Shall I find you a carapace?" Firenze asked, his gaze fixed on the corpses of the Acromantula.

"What herbs do you need? I'll go and gather some for you." He dared not be negligent in matters like saving the Unicorn.

Wizet shook his head. "Mr. Firenze, I have other ideas. Please be patient."

"Oh... okay!" Just looking at Wizet's calm face, Firenze felt that he had calmed down without even realizing it;

It seems that as long as you believe that Wizet can do it, you don't need to think too much.

Since there is a lack of crucibles and sufficient materials, what Wizet needs to do now is to combine other magical knowledge to complete the semi-finished Soul Soothing Potion.

The spiritual essence of the Patronus Charm, combined with the principles of wand making, constitutes the magical knowledge he intends to use.

While learning Wand-making techniques, he learned that wands are "Ritual Magic without results."

Using this wand principle, the Corporeal Patronus is the Potion Ingredients. Its soul properties are extracted and brewed into a "futile" Soul Soothing Potion, which is then bestowed upon the Unicorn through the Patronus Charm...

Wizet pressed her wand against the Unicorn's neck and then gently poked it; the silver sliver of light formed by the Patronus Charm disappeared directly into it.

The effect was not as ideal as he had imagined; it merely gave his neck a moon-like sheen, which did not meet his expectations.

This is like brewing Soul Soothing Potion for "futile" endeavors; since it's Potions, it can naturally be used—

Ancient Magic: Potions Balance Conversion!

"It's done! So fast!" Firenze exclaimed, seeing the Unicorn's neck glistening.

However, after he blinked, the Unicorn was already healed and even stood up and took two steps forward.

Wizet took out her notebook and jotted down some insights for future additions and expansions. "The Patronus Charm can be used to repair the soul, even without using special methods..."

He gained a lot from this trip to the Forbidden Forest. After things have settled down, he may be able to write another paper on the healing effects of the Patronus Charm Spell.

Wizet put the notebook away, Obscurus Core suddenly reacted—it was Harry's Parseltongue Whistle alarm.

Harry's location kept changing, so Wizet immediately took out the Marauder's Map to check the situation.

"I solemnly swear that I will not do any good deeds!"

"This is... the direction of the washroom... disappeared... did it go to the Chamber of Secrets?"

Firenze asked, "Wizet, do you have anything else to do?"

"Yes!" Wizet patted the neck of the Unicorn that had come closer. "Once I've finished cleaning up here, I should leave."

He waved his wand, and the cage holding Aragog vanished.

Aragog realized this and said tremblingly, "Please... I'm Hagrid's friend... please..."

"I will arrange for you to meet him," Wizet exhaled, "But given your hospitality... and your age..."

"No... no..." Aragog seemed to understand something, and suddenly started baring his teeth and claws, spitting spider silk haphazardly in all directions.

"The Die Sick Torment!" Wizet raised her wand, a faint gray light shooting from its tip and disappearing into one of Aragog's eyes. "Mr. Aragog... farewell..."

Aragog became listless, even the opening and closing of its chelicerae slowed down, unable to produce a "click-click" sound.

This is another way of using the Affliction Curse. Aragog is like having a disease, a disease that leads to death.

Wizet looked to the side and said, "Mr. Firenze, the Acromantula is an omnivorous Magical creature. Hopefully, once this turmoil has passed, you can feed it occasionally until Hagrid returns to Hogwarts."

Firenze pursed his lips, then finally nodded and asked, "Hagrid is back at Hogwarts? What... what's going on with it now?"

Wizet replied, "It's so old that it only has one thing left to insist on—to say a final goodbye to Hagrid when he returns."

"It needs to say goodbye to Hagrid? Wait... goodbye!" Firenze finally understood, his voice filled with gratitude. "We will remember all of this, remember your contributions to the Forbidden Forest!"

The Unicorn also came closer, pressing its cheek against Wizet's cheek.

Firenze took a step back, looking at the scene before him with a sense of awe. This was the first time he had ever seen Unicorn so close to a wizard.

"I should go!" Wizet snapped his fingers at a spider web, and flames quickly spread across the entire web.

At that moment, flames erupted from his body, transforming him into Phoenix that hurtled towards the web of flames.

Several wounded Centaur entered the depression, clearly having encountered some difficulties before finally finding their way here.

Bane noticed the bloodstains on Firenze. "Firenze! You really were here! Are you alright?"

The other Centaur looked around and noticed the corpses of the Acromantula scattered on the ground, as well as the Unicorn leaving. "What on earth happened here?"

Firenze sighed, "It's a long story, it all started with Wizet..."