Fred and George hadn't lied. Albert really hadn't been slacking off. He was teaching Harry the Fiendfyre Curse and how to avoid being burned to death when Fiendfyre backfired on him.
Actually, if possible, Albert would have preferred to help out at the Association Headquarters rather than waste time here with Harry.
That was right.
In Albert's eyes, teaching Harry the Fiendfyre Curse was a waste of time.
The Savior had little talent for Dark Magic.
Even after learning how to cast the Fiendfyre Curse, he still couldn't master it, and could only watch as the damned Fiendfyre went out of control in front of him.
If Albert hadn't been there, Harry would have been burned to death by his own Fiendfyre countless times already.
"It's really hard."
After failing again, Harry sighed helplessly.
"I know the Fiendfyre Curse is difficult, but if you truly want to master it, you need to put more thought into it. I've told you that many times already."
Looking at the dejected Harry, Albert said softly, "Generally speaking, as long as their Magical Power isn't insufficient and their wand isn't an extremely poor match, most wizards can master the majority of Charms through their own efforts."
As he spoke, Albert scrutinized Harry from head to toe. "As far as I know, your Magical Power isn't weak. Your inability to control the Fiendfyre Curse is partly a problem with your mindset."
"Well..."
Harry hesitated for a moment, but ultimately didn't dare tell Albert that his highest aspiration was merely to master the Fiendfyre Curse while under the effects of Felix Felicis.
"I know what you're thinking, but I have to remind you that Felix Felicis has its limits too. If you rely on that stuff, you'll be finished sooner or later."
"I know, but..."
"That's