Silan tossed out the Moonshadow Stone Nicolas Flamel had given him earlier.
The Moonshadow Stone hung motionless in midair.
Nicolas Flamel looked at the Moonshadow Stone and said with feeling, "Dragonfire is violent, no less than Fiendfyre, and just as difficult to control."
"I thought you would have to wait until next year before you could begin refining this Moonshadow Stone."
"Now it seems I was wrong."
"Perhaps that was true before," Silan said with a smile. "But under your guidance these past few months, I've improved quickly. That's why I wanted to start a little earlier."
"Are you confident? This stone is a tough one to crack."
Nicolas Flamel's gaze rested quietly on Silan, filled with both concern and anticipation.
"I can give it a try," Silan said calmly.
"Then you'd better be careful." Nicolas Flamel smiled. "This stone is worth 800 Galleons."
Hearing that, Silan could not help clicking his tongue. It was that expensive?
No wonder there were fewer alchemy masters than potion masters. Ordinary wizards simply could not afford such production costs.
And this was only one stone. Add other materials, and the costs alone would be astronomical.
Moreover, alchemy was not guaranteed to succeed. One small mistake during the process, and all those costs would be wasted.
The money-minded Silan truly felt a little pressure when he heard that this Moonshadow Stone was worth 800 Galleons.
"Begin."
Nicolas Flamel moved aside.
Silan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, ran through the basic refining steps in his mind, and waved his wand to release the flames.
The violent, blazing fire instantly evaporated the moisture in the room, scorching their skin with pain.
To play it safe, Silan did not create any flashy shapes. He merely molded the flames into a sphere and slowly engulfed the