Violet's body trembled slightly, and her tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed.
She opened her eyes, silver-white light reflected in them.
The chaotic aura within her gradually steadied. The silver magic flowing across her skin seemed to have found its home, drifting gently along her fingertips and the ends of her hair before finally merging with her perfectly.
When the last wisp of silver light sank into her body, the magic circle beneath her feet suddenly lit up, then dissolved into countless points of light.
Violet landed softly on the ground, completely naked. A gentle silver glow shimmered across her exposed skin, complementing her pale golden hair.
She flexed her fingers, and silver magic gathered at her fingertips into a tiny flower of light before vanishing without a trace.
"Thank you, Harry."
Her voice carried the weakness of someone who had only just recovered, yet it was filled with joy. "I never thought... I would be able to stand here so peacefully."
Violet's talent was simply too powerful. Ever since she awakened Ancient Magic Power, the magic power within her had been growing every moment.
Ancient Magic Power was also extremely violent and difficult to control, causing Violet to constantly hear the roars and whispers originating from it.
If Violet had not sealed herself away, then either she would have exploded like a nuclear bomb, or the Wizarding World would have gained an invincible demon with an insatiable thirst for slaughter.
Even Dumbledore likely would not have been able to handle Violet, after all, Ancient Magic and modern magic were vastly different.
Ancient Magic was similar to the powerful forbidden spells found in novels and biographies. It was the sort of thing that could effortlessly move mountains and fill seas.
Harry did not let Violet leave his side. Instead, he created