The Difference Between Phoenixes

The Dark Lord's rage, and the storm it was about to unleash, was thus suppressed by the White Lord Dumbledore.

Meanwhile, on Harry's side...

The Phoenix, having absorbed the Patronus, leaped from the sky, crashing through walls and ceilings, and re-entered Harry's heart.

Harry's blood—the silvery-white Potions— returned to its original red color.

Thump thump thump! Harry's heartbeat grew louder and louder.

Crack! The illusory sword in Neville's hand shattered like glass.

"Harry, what just happened to you?" Neville asked, still shaken.

Just now, in order to awaken the fear in Harry's heart and theirs (mainly Harry's ), he had focused all his attention on the sword.

So much so that they didn't notice that Ron, Ginny, Draco had just been a little too frightened.

He didn't even notice when Harry's Phoenix Patronus was born.

Until Harry's heartbeat could be heard in the room.

He felt as if he had been punched hard in the face.

Then he opened his eyes and saw Harry, who was radiating silver light and looked like a human Patronus.

"I just suddenly realized that I have a permanent Patronus." After the heartbeat stopped, Harry looked at his hands, which were shimmering with silver light, and said.

"It really is! It's sparkling!" Ginny, now back to normal, cautiously poked Harry's face with her finger.

"Permanent residence? So Harry, you don't need the Patronus Charm to be afraid of Dementors?"

There's nothing to fear about the dark creatures in that competition.

Even if Harry doesn't drink that Potions of light, it will still work."Ron had the same proud expression as if he had done it himself.

Draco stroked his chin. "Let's drink it."

I noticed that Harry's breathing was a little rapid in this state.

Although it shouldn't be a problem for Harry with his stamina.

But sometimes victory is won by the smallest of things.

Harry would be better off drinking Potions.

It can save energy.

"Okay," Harry took a deep breath, the silver sheen on his skin fading, "Draco is right."

This definitely makes things much easier.

"Then let's continue practicing."

Right now, only Ron and Harry have the Patronus.

"Draco and Ginny haven't mastered it yet." Neville said, placing his hands in front of his chest again, blue Cloud Script swirling in his palms, and the shadow of that strangely shaped sword was about to appear again.

"Wait, you're too intense! We can't handle it!"

"I couldn't have done it without Harry's help," Ron said quickly.

Ginny and Draco recalled everything that had just happened and nodded repeatedly.

"I was too fierce?" Neville's cloud -Cloud Script disappeared from his palm, and then he pointed to himself. "What did you all remember?"

Why are you so out of control?

"It reminded me of when Fred and George turned my teddy bear into a spider when I was a kid," Ron said, frowning.

"I did imagine breaking up with Harry." Ginny nuzzled Harry's face, who looked embarrassed.

Harry scratched the spot where Ginny had touched him. "I don't remember anything."

Well, to be precise, before I even had a chance, the Phoenix residing in my heart awakened me.

"Me?" Draco seemed a little confused about his memory. "I don't quite remember."

That seems to be the long table in my house.

The room was a mess, it had never been this messy before.

The furniture that was usually used was haphazardly pushed against the wall.

I think I was in my mother's lap. Sitting at the main table was..."Draco was lost in his memories, his face filled with fear, so much so that he didn't pay attention to his own description.

"They were Winky red eyes with vertical pupils."

He had a nose, but almost none. Only two thin nostrils were visible. He had pale skin that seemed to emit a pearly sheen, like a ghost. Draco gasped, "Voldemort!"

Why would I dream about Voldemort?

"That must have been shortly after you were born, when Voldemort was having a meeting at your house," Neville said, twisting his neck awkwardly.

"Why 'just born'?" Ron asked.

"Are you really stupid or just pretending?" Ginny glared at Ron, annoyed. "Voldemort died for the first time on October 31, 1981, Halloween, when he was struck by the Killing Curse that bounced off Mrs. Potter's protective charm."

Draco was born in June of the previous year.

"June?" Harry repeated. "So, Draco, your birthday is coming up soon?"

"Why didn't you—" Draco waved his hand, "My birthday used to be shortly after my exams."

Like this time, my birthday is on a Sunday. My exam ends tomorrow, which is two days after Friday.

"Are you still practicing?" Neville asked.

"Let's forget about it."

This afternoon is Potions Class.

Professor Snape's exams are very rigorous, and my mother usually proctors them.

You guys should review it.

"This will also give Neville some time to adjust the power of that spell," Harry suggested.

"Indeed," Ron's smile froze at the thought of Snape, "We don't even know what Potions will be on the test."

Let's review it.

"Since Harry has said so," Ginny nodded.

"Alright, Pansy and the others should have finished their exams by now. I'll be going then." Draco waved goodbye and left the room.

"I'm going to find Hannah anyway. I'm leaving too." Neville followed him out of the room.

Harry and Ginny looked at Ron.

Ron looked confused. "Why are you looking at me?"

Aren't you going to go find Lavender?

"Are you really Lavender's boyfriend?!" Harry and Ginny were speechless.

"Doesn't she have Parvati? Parvati doesn't like me," Ron muttered.

But his body Honesty and he walked toward the door.

Harry's Phoenix undoubtedly captivated all the Third Year students taking their exams on the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Even if they go unnoticed, Ryan, who insists on being a good student and taking the exam, is naturally among them.

"Ryan, is that Patronus?"

"I feel like I'm Phoenix Metamorphosis." Luna said, transforming into Phoenix amidst golden-red flames.

Then it flew over Ryan's head.

Hermione was not to be outdone.

It transformed into Phoenix and landed on Harry's shoulder.

Two Phoenix, one holding Ryan's hair in its beak, and the other gently pecking at Ryan's ear.

"That cannot compare to your Phoenix Metamorphosis."

Even in the eyes of a real Phoenix, you who have transformed into Phoenix are still of the same kind.

You could say that you wouldn't be able to do this without my protection.

Dumbledore's Fawkes the Phoenix, would immediately fly over.

Harry's is merely a Phoenix in appearance, filled with the magic of Patronus and love.

Although he possessed some Phoenix magic, it was still somewhat weak.

That's why Fawkes was unmoved by Harry's Phoenix,"Ryan suggested.

There's one more thing he didn't mention: the Phoenix Metamorphosis he created contains the secret of immortality.

It is indeed possible to study feasible methods for achieving longevity from this.

Harry's magic is simply more powerful and better suited to dealing with Dark Magic and dark creatures.