Hearing Vizet say that, Ron wiped the sweat from his forehead, still shaken. "Good thing I was stopped both times I tried to cast it!"
"So it's actually connected to the maggots that devoured Lachydian... But ancient wizards were way too strange. How did they even think of inventing magic that devoured themselves..."
"It probably isn't that simple, is it?" Hermione cut in. "Harry just said he felt this magic was a little like the Patronus Charm..."
She asked tentatively, "Could I understand it this way? After casting Manifestitch Timoris, the Acromantula that appears can actually be controlled?"
"Quite sharp," Vizet praised. "Ron was actually still missing the most important step, and that was summoning the courage to fight his fear."
"So, fighting fear with courage?" Ron started to catch on. "Vizet, are you saying... that just now, as long as I'd had the courage to face it, I could have controlled..."
"That... that huge..." His expression grew a little excited, and when he spread his arms to gesture, he almost hit Harry in the eye. "Acromantula?"
"Magic is that miraculous," Vizet said with a smile. "If I had to define it, I think Manifestitch Timoris counts as a form of Transfiguration."
Harry, Hermione, and Ron said in unison, "Transfiguration?"
"Yes... Transfiguration." Vizet nodded. "Just from the spell itself, you can tell this is quite a subtle piece of magic."
Harry and Ron turned their heads slightly, both looking at Hermione. Hermione pressed her lips together and shook her head a little helplessly.
"Actually, we can use Arithmancy..." Vizet took a notebook and pen from his pocket. "To restore this spell to its original form."
He took out his wand and lightly tapped the notebook, then gently lifted it upward, extending a striking fresh-green trail.
As Vizet began to