"The process of finding the amulet was undoubtedly the hardest part." Wizet looked at Harry. "We were able to find the diadem so quickly this time thanks to your help."
"I didn't really do much." Harry coughed lightly and pointed at the diadem hanging from a chair leg. "What do we do now? Return it to its rightful owner?"
"Good idea." Wizet nodded. "But before that, it would be best to clean and repair it a little."
He took Ravenclaw's Diadem, raised his wand, and gave it a light flick. Faint magical ripples spread outward.
Staring at the puddle of thick, pitch-black liquid on the floor, Harry asked thoughtfully, "So all it takes to destroy this amulet is the Fire-Making Spell?"
"If I'd known that, I would have done it earlier, and I wouldn't have had to..." He looked up at the Grey Lady some distance away. "...gone through something like that."
While Wizet examined Ravenclaw's Diadem, Helga Hufflepuff explained from the side, "It isn't that simple, young man! You call it an 'amulet,' don't you?"
"Yes." Harry nodded.
Helga Hufflepuff continued, "To destroy an 'amulet' like this, an ordinary Fire-Making Spell won't accomplish much."
"If you only use the Fire-Making Spell to burn the 'amulet,' you won't even be able to make it hot to the touch. Under normal circumstances, you need more powerful magic—magic called Fiendfyre."
"Fiend...fyre?" Harry narrowed his eyes. "That sounds... rather like Dark Magic, doesn't it?"
With that thought, the look he gave Helga Hufflepuff became somewhat complicated.
"Dark Magic? That truly is a rather niche term." Helga Hufflepuff noticed Harry's expression. "It sounds as though you have some reservations about Dark Magic?"
"Uh... I think it's fine..." Harry rubbed his nose. "According to Wizet, Dark Magic is just a tool. What we need to