A wisp of black flame emerged from the tip of Silan's wand; though small, the flame was imposing.
As soon as the black fire appeared, it crashed violently into the Dragon-Phoenix Twin Flames that were burning silently in the air.
Ever since Silan merged with Fawkes's Phoenix Bloodline, the Dragonfire he released have strangely included Phoenix flames.
Perhaps it's a bonus from Nirvana Rebirth?
Initially, because Silan's control over the flames was insufficient, the two flames would devour and tear each other apart whenever they were released.
A lot of my strength was wasted for no reason.
But the Dragon's flames are scorching and domineering, while the Phoenix's flames are tenacious and indomitable; neither can defeat the other.
After Silan improved his control over the flames, he was able to achieve a delicate balance between the two types of flames through exquisite manipulation.
The addition of Fiendfyre now disrupts this balance.
The moment the black flames came into contact with the Dragon-Phoenix Twin Flames, they stuck to them like a lump of mud, and the color of the flames subtly changed.
The Fiendfyre first enveloped the Dragon-Phoenix Twin Flames completely, then slowly seeped into them, quickly reaching the heart of the flames.
The Dragon-Phoenix Twin Flames seemed to be enraged by this outsider, and the hard-won balance shattered instantly.
The three flames burned fiercely, tearing and attacking each other, making the flames extremely unstable.
The flames flickered wildly at first, then crackled and trembled, convulsing before suddenly compressing and expanding again.
"Oh no, this is getting out of control!"
Silan felt a chill run down his spine and hurriedly took out the prepared Parchment, which transformed into a stone wall in front of him.
Bang!
The stone wall had just hit the ground when the three types of flames exploded, creating a ring of fire within the room.
Flames scattered, and the huge aftershocks made Silan's robes flutter loudly.
"It seems I still need to experiment more to find the balance..." Silan thought to herself, deciding to use the Dragon-Phoenix Twin Flames to smelt the materials first.
When he started Third Year, Nicolas Flamel gave him a batch of Alchemical Materials, some of which were Gemstone Tier.
However, Silan is not yet proficient in smelting and is afraid of wasting materials, so she only used some Crystal Core Tier materials.
Silan tossed a Crystal Core Tier Moonshadow Stone into the air, stopped it with his wand, and then unleashed the Dragon-Phoenix Twin Flames, refining it according to the method taught to him by Nicolas Flamel.
After the materials were melted down, Silan took off the Ring that Nicolas Flamel had given him and examined it carefully with [Wizard's Eye].
The Ring made by Nicolas Flamel is similar in function to the Mokeskin Pouch, but it is more advanced and refined. Even the shape of the Ring is not obtained through Transfiguration, but is directly shaped during the melting process.
This technique is more difficult and profound, Silan has not yet mastered it, but she can use Transfiguration as a substitute.
While observing the Ancient Runes on the Ring, Silan recorded them on Parchment. Only after recording them all did he slowly begin to inscribe the Ancient Runes.
After studying over the previous summer, Silan no longer needs to use carving tools to inscribe Ancient Runes. Instead, she can directly condense magic power into Ancient Runes and then embed them.
Both efficiency and precision have been greatly improved.
Even though this Ring used to hold things is just a small trinket, Nicolas Flamel's craftsmanship can still be described as perfect and flawless.
Silan cannot be completely replicated at present, it can only imitate the general framework and slowly copy the main effects.
Even so, the entire project was quite mentally taxing, Silan had to stop and rest halfway through.
"It's still early before Christmas, no rush..." Silan thought to herself as she slowly walked out of the Alchemy Workshop.
The Room of Requirement had become lively at some point; George and Fred were outside walking their birds...
Uh... it's a puppet Wooden Bird.
Hermione was there too.
She was watching with astonishment the two Wooden Bird flying up and down inside the room.
"Eat my Dungbomb, Fred!"
George waved his wand excitedly, controlling his Wooden Bird to soar into the sky.
When the Wooden Bird reached the top of Fred's Wooden Bird, it paused slightly and then defecated a large...
Don't get cocky!
Fred, not to be outdone, dramatically waved his wand to dodge the bombardment of Wooden Bird Dungbomb, then immediately retaliated.
Of course, we'll still use Dungbomb.
The two novices were playfully pecking at each other, thoroughly enjoying themselves.
Watching the two Wooden Bird deftly flapping their wings in the air, so lifelike they were indistinguishable from real birds, Silan couldn't help but exclaim, "They've upgraded so quickly? Sure enough, for those two, Dungbomb is the primary productive force..."
Silan guessed correctly.
After Silan helped them solve a critical problem last time, George and Fred made rapid progress and embarked on a path of iterative improvement from which there was no turning back.
The modern puppet Wooden Bird is not only larger, but also more flexible and exquisite.
The only problem is that the attack method seems to be nothing more than Dungbomb...
Moreover, it's likely that these two were constantly expanding the size of the puppet Wooden Bird so that it could carry more Dungbomb.
Now, the price of Dungbomb has increased without increasing.
Silan deliberately avoided George and Fred's birds and carefully approached Hermione.
Noticing Silan approaching, Hermione glanced at his wrist and smiled when she saw he was wearing the watch she had given him.
"Are you getting used to the new watch?" Hermione asked expectantly, blinking.
"Very good." Silan stood close to her, "She was reminding me to go to sleep last night."
Hermione's smile widened, thinking to herself, "It not only reminds you to sleep, but it also reminds you to miss me."
That's Hermione's clever little trick.
I'll give her a gift she uses often, so that every time Silan sees it, she'll think of me.
Miss Granger, the little genius, was very pleased with her gift-giving performance. She cheered for herself three times in her heart and clapped her hands repeatedly.
As they chatted, George and Fred, having finally finished playing, cleaned up the Dungbomb on the ground and walked towards them.
"Hey, Silan, have you seen our latest version of the Wooden Bird? It looks just like the real thing!" George exclaimed excitedly.
Fred and George came over, arm in arm, skipping and hopping. "We're preparing to develop a new product."
They both winked at Silan simultaneously, and said mysteriously, "It's that new product you mentioned last time. I believe it will sweep the entire Wizarding World!"
The new product mentioned here is the magical combat puppet that Silan mentioned before.
It can be understood as a Wizarding World version of Pokémon, or Muggle World version of Beyblade.
This kind of cricket-fighting toy does indeed easily become popular among children.
"If it really works, it'll be another way to make money," Silan thought to herself with satisfaction.
As he was thinking, his watch suddenly vibrated, and a wisp of smoke rose from it.
The other three were also drawn to the smoke and looked towards Silan.
The wisps of smoke shifted twice in the air, slowly forming a sentence: "You should drink some water, baby."
The others were visibly taken aback.
George and Fred stared in surprise at the sentence formed by the wisps of smoke. After exchanging a knowing glance, they quickened their pace and approached, speaking in high-pitched voices:
"You should drink some water, baby~"
"Honey, it's time for you to drink some water."
"Do you want it cold or hot, baby? Or do you want it warm, baby?"
The two of them kept calling each other "baby," which gave Silan goosebumps.
Hermione was even more exaggerated, staring dumbfounded at the line of words formed by the wisps of smoke, her delicate body trembling slightly, her face as red as if it were about to bleed.
It didn't mention this kind of warning message when I bought it!
Miss Granger was on the verge of tears and quickly and guiltily looked away, afraid that George and Fred would notice.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
George and Fred glanced at Hermione and immediately understood, unable to resist teasing, "Was that watch a gift from Miss Granger?"
"That's quite bold," George said, winking.
Fred grinned mischievously and said, "I support you."
He frowned dramatically, and said with an air of righteous indignation, "As for Mom and Dad, I'll go and persuade them. You two just need to focus on living happily together."
"Yes, yes," George echoed with a smile.
"It wasn't me, you've guessed wrong!" Hermione waved her hands repeatedly, firmly denying it, but her face turned even redder.
"Really? Who sent it?" George and Fred raised one eyebrow in unison, feigning ignorance.
"N-I don't know."
Hermione grabbed Silan's wrist and hurriedly fled to the Rest Room.
George and Fred laughed loudly and didn't chase after them.
After escaping into the lounge, Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, fanning herself with her small hands to cool off, and then poured Silan a glass of water.
"Have some water, Silan." Hermione handed him a teacup, but her eyes kept drifting away, avoiding his gaze.
Silan took the water glass, suppressing a laugh, and asked, "Where's the baby?"
"Ugh! You're so annoying!" Miss Granger instantly turned bright red. She angrily punched Silan's chest and turned to leave.
I'm ignoring you today!
Silan smiled and took a sip of water.
Um?
Why does this plain water taste a little sweet?