Boggart and Water

"The All-England Wizard Duelling Competition..." Wizet walked quickly down a corridor, at the end of which sat a Gargoyle Statue.

"Such a rare opportunity should allow me to witness a lot of interesting magic. I wonder if I'll... encounter wizards from other magical worlds this time?"

"Syrup toffee!"

The menacing Gargoyle Statue jumped to one side, revealing the spiral staircase behind it.

The Headmaster's Office door was open, and Phoenix Fawkes let out a soft hum as Wizet entered the room.

After a summer of rest and recuperation, the Phoenix Fawkes has been reborn and looks brand new.

It was as energetic as before, its fiery red feathers glossy, and its claws and beak Winky.

Seeing Wizet walk in, it naturally stretched its head forward and took the Dirigible Plum that Wizet handed over.

"Good morning, Headmaster Dumbledore!" Wizet stroked Phoenix 'Fawkes neck and pulled out a chair to sit down.

"Good morning," Dumbledore said with a smile, though his expression was relaxed, the weariness in his eyes was hard to hide.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, how about...we wait until next time?" Wizet noticed this and asked tentatively, "I think you should get some rest now."

Phoenix Fawkes, having swallowed the Dirigible Plum, flapped its wings and made a melodious sound, as if agreeing with Wizet's words.

"It's alright, I don't think we'll need to spend too much time." Dumbledore and slowly turned to look at the window.

"We might be able to finish in less than a morning... Taking a good nap is definitely a good option."

He looked at Wizet again, reached out and gently tapped the table, and snacks and tea set appeared in response.

"Support and care always appear so timely." Dumbledore poured Wizet a cup of tea. "Where shall we begin... perhaps with the Boggart?"

"Boggart?" Wizet murmured. "Headmaster Dumbledore, that Armor Magic ...is there some connection between it and the Boggart?"

"I think there must be some connection." Dumbledore nodded. "The outward manifestations of magic might have many similarities..."

"It's like Disarming Charm. Whether it's you or me... once this spell is cast, it will emit the same red light as long as it's not deliberately altered."

"But how we understand this magic, how we make this magic more convenient, including how to pronounce the spell in a tone that suits us and makes it easier to say, will show many differences."

"I see!" Wizet nodded in understanding, realizing the meaning behind Dumbledore's words.

This is what he had always understood as "different paths leading to the same destination." Perhaps the forms of magic are the same, but how they are specifically expressed can be very different.

This is what is known as "Magical Understanding." Further development of this concept leads to wizards attempting to understand the soul and pursuing their own Path of Magic.

Thinking of this, he said, "Everyone's Path of Magic will be different, but they also have something in common—they are all called 'paths'."

Dumbledore started adding sugar cubes to his black tea, a habit he had always had.

He nodded in satisfaction upon hearing Wizet's words.

Now, Wizet has truly embarked on her own Path of Magic and will not be easily influenced by others.

The problem that Dumbledore was struggling with earlier was based on this point;

He worried that his own Path of Magic would affect Wizet and cause some unpredictable consequences, so he did not bring up the matter of Armor Magic again.

He stirred the teacup slowly, letting the sugar cube dissolve gradually, and continued, "Wizet, I think you haven't given up on your research on the Boggart this past week, have you?"

"It is precisely because of this that I have a vague confidence that Armor Magic may not be so difficult for you now, so I need to know how much you have mastered Boggart."

"The Boggart is a very peculiar existence..." Wizet said bluntly. "After this week of research... I've realized something: perhaps the Boggart is not complete."

"Not complete enough?" Dumbledore. "Why did you think of that?"

"It was Luna who gave me the inspiration." Wizet couldn't help but laugh. "She thought Boggart were like water, able to reflect the fears in others' hearts."

"Then I thought of a strange phenomenon, very common, but very inconspicuous... When teaching herbal medicine, sometimes we need to repot the plants and fertilize them."

"At this time, Professor Sprout will remind us to be very careful with the amount of fertilizer used, and not to apply too much fertilizer, otherwise it will ' Burn Seedling!"

"The so-called Burn Seedling is a very extreme situation... If too much fertilizer is applied, the plant will not only be unable to absorb water from the soil, but will also lose its own water, which is Burn Seedling."

"A very interesting point of view..." Dumbledore interlaced his fingers. "Go on."

"I recently came across some descriptions in ancient Runes while translating them," Wizet said. "The soul is not represented by a single word, but by two words."

"So I had an idea that 'spirit' and 'soul' should be viewed separately, not as an inseparable whole. Based on this, I found a new direction for studying Boggart."

He cleared his throat and looked at Dumbledore, saying, "Headmaster Dumbledore, this involves my research on the soul, so let's use my definition, okay? It shouldn't affect you, right?"

"Of course not!" Dumbledore shook his head gently. "I can accept other people's views on the soul."

"Okay!" Wizet and continued, "It's like in Bloodline Magic, where the soul, blood, and body are distinguished, with the soul as its core."

"In my view, among the distinguished 'spirit' and 'soul,' although 'spirit' is more ethereal, it plays a more fundamental role, and therefore it is the core."

"And what the 'soul' can touch upon... I think it's more concrete... things that can be shaped by experience, such as the fear that Boggart craves!"

"Just like in Bloodline Magic, the body and soul influence each other... Similarly, the 'spirit' and 'soul' also influence each other, which is why everyone's soul is so different."

"A very elegant explanation." Dumbledore clapped his hands involuntarily, a hint of surprise in his eyes. "I never imagined you could make such amazing progress through your study of the Boggart."

"Thanks to Luna's help, I suddenly understood..." Wizet said with a smile, "Otherwise, I might have been pushing in one direction without realizing that I could change direction..."