The Power of Animation

Above the sparse, sunlit clouds, a handsome young man, seemingly straight out of a fairy tale, gazes intently at the ground.

He was like a prince from a kingdom in the clouds, looking down upon the creatures on earth.

This boy is Ryan.

Although Ryan already knew about Rubeus Hagrid Hagrid's state and power before, during, and after his awakening, he could even conjure them up in his mind through wizarding intuition without needing to 'think'.

But watching this scene, which would never have happened in the original timeline, is really quite interesting.

Before Ryan even started school, he had already 'learned' Hagrid's strange power, which was like an iceberg hidden beneath the sea.

The birth of Jerry, the Fiendfyre Spirit who had already devoured two Horcrux, utilized Hagrid's power Dragon Lord, to activate and control everything.

This force that temporarily grants inanimate objects a false sense of life seems quite simple at first glance.

Because wizards can make mirrors talk and pears dance.

But it contains the power of life's birth, the power of going from 0 to 1.

Otherwise, why would Ryan be willing to spend time 'studying'?

However, its usage comes at a higher cost, unlike ordinary magic which only consumes physical strength.

As long as that living entity is alive, it essentially occupies a portion of its creator's blue bar permanently.

However, this is easily solved, just be careful not to give that life a name.

As long as it is not given a name, it will continue to deplete the power within it that gives it a false life for a period of time after its birth.

Only when that power is exhausted will it occupy the creator's blue bar according to the connection.

The creator can choose whether or not to pay this price; if they don't want to, they can simply cancel it unilaterally—as long as it doesn't have a name yet.

If a name already exists, especially if it was given by the creator, it cannot be unilaterally canceled.

You must kill it or use skillful magic to transfer the cost in order to restore your mana bar.

Ryan used a similar method to avoid such a cost.

Jerry's original form was a Fiendfyre. Even Ryan, who possesses magic power akin to a perpetual motion machine, would find it difficult to activate it, because permanent activation reduces the upper limit of the mana bar, which has nothing to do with Ryan's recovery ability.

However, since Ryan uses the soul of a cat as his base, the cat, which already possesses life, won't occupy too much of Ryan's potential.

Secondly, Ryan transferred this cost directly to the magical magnetic field, that is, this world, by using the principle that the Gubraithian Fire is inextinguishable.

In the parlance of fantasy novels, Jerry is a naturally born being, with heaven and earth as his parents.

That's already perfect enough, but Ryan has a third option: to let Jerry consume Horcrux so that it can have its own independent source of magic.

In this way, even if its connection with the magical magnetic field is severed, it will still be perfectly fine.

However, only Ryan could pull off such a feat.

For Hagrid and his ilk, such a price was almost unacceptable.

It is precisely because the cost is so severe that, according to the information obtained by Ryan through time travel, no Hagrid would choose to use this power on an ordinary object.

They used it more often on Care of Magical Creatures that already possessed life, bringing clarity to their chaotic minds and then controlling them.

Even during the period when Hagrid and his people ruled, these Care of Magical Creatures were essentially equivalent to a single species, which allowed them to even overcome reproductive barriers.

In the original timeline, the Blast-Ended Skrewt was a new species born from the unconscious power of Rubeus Hagrid Hagrid, which caused the Fire Crab to mate with the Sphinx.

If Hagrid were to choose a non-living object to grant them permanent life, they would usually choose a wand or a sword—items whose combined effect is greater than the sum of its parts.

It's unprecedented for someone like Rubeus Hagrid Hagrid to use the power of life to create a name for an ordinary hearth.

Once named, it becomes different from ordinary temporarily activated virtual life, just like a magical phenomenon born from a spell.

However, relatively speaking, this did not have much impact on Hagrid, because before this life was activated, it was just an ordinary hearth fire.

Its existence, that is, Hephaestus, will at most allow Hagrid to eat a little more than before.

Furthermore, Hagrid himself doesn't use magic much.

His physical body is far more terrifying than his magic.

However, what if Hagrid hadn't realized this problem and had continued to animate and name various inanimate objects?

In the end, Hagrid would be equivalent to a Muggle who could command countless strange beings.

"Isn't this just like Harry Potter's version of Super Rookie?"

"Just like a super rookie, he fights with Pokémon, and has the same powerful physique." Ryan couldn't help but think, a strange smile appearing on his face.

Inside the cabin, Hagrid rubbed his stomach.

"I think I'm a little hungry." Hagrid looked at his little cabin, and the sudden hunger made him eager to stuff something into his stomach.

He glanced at the ham and pheasant hanging from the rafters, then at the uncured dragon meat in the wooden barrel in the corner, which was intended for Arasped.

"It seems like there's nothing I can eat right away at home." Hagrid, a big eater, doesn't actually lack food at home, but what he lacks right now is something he can eat immediately.

In the period right before Christmas, to celebrate the holiday, he ate all the food that could be eaten directly.

The dragon meat sausages that were made this morning were all eaten by him, Harry, and the others.

Just as Hagrid was about to cook, Harry spoke up, "Hagrid, why don't you go and call the House-elf?"

"I forgot."

"I only usually order flour to be delivered."

"Diddy!" Hagrid rubbed his big, fluffy head sheepishly.

No sooner had Hagrid finished speaking than a House-elf appeared.

He was wearing a strange outfit: a tea towel printed with the Hogwarts emblem.

Harry had to look at it several times to confirm that it was a tea towel; the House-elf named Diddy had simply wrapped it around his body like a robe.

"Hello, gentlemen, and this lady," Diddy bowed to Hagrid and Harry.

"Bring me some food, I'm hungry," Hagrid waved. Diddy nodded, and the next second, the plates that Harry and the others had left on the table disappeared, replaced by plates of food.

"This—it's all our favorite," Harry couldn't help but say.

"Sir, you are Harry Potter."

"Dobby has been paying attention to your and your friends' usual preferences," Diddy said, bowing again.

"Oh, Dobby him?" Harry asked curiously.

Ron and Draco, standing nearby, also showed expressions of great interest.