The Competition Under Ryan's Influence

This is a revolutionary new development in Potion-Making.

The crucible is the medium between fire and water.

It is an essential container for handling the reaction of the Potions.

Water and oil are essential for the properties of Herbology.

A single Herbology, even the main ingredient, cannot become a magical Potions with various miraculous effects, or even the ability to bring the dead back to life, without the blending of other Herbology, elemental essences, mineral powders, soil, animal materials, acids, and salts.

But now Harry has transformed the enormous energy he poured into the Gillyweed into the power needed for the Potions to be created.

Even Harry himself didn't know why he had managed to do this.

He was clearly only planning to modify the properties of the Gillyweed, so as to gain the ability to breathe underwater without modifying his own physical body.

But Harry forgot one thing.

He once took a Potions.

A Potions called "Dark Wizard," made from the remnants of Voldemort, magical evolution, and emotions and memories, and ranked Sequence Nine.

In the Mirror World, in the Boiler Room of the Black Family Manor, Harry is immersed in the scalding red lava that has evolved from a magical ocean.

Its body also memorized this instinct.

This should have disappeared over time.

But after a brief ascension to godhood not long ago, it transformed into a talent that even Harry himself hadn't noticed—Void Potion-Making.

However, besides Harry, there was another person who was also affected by Ryan's power.

That's Phoebe.

Phoebe, who was closer to Ryan, naturally received more training.

Her method of dealing with the Red Cap's mass Soft Leg Jinx is an advanced version of Delayed Spellcasting.

The principle is the same: by continuously reproducing the memory of the source of magic, the spells that were previously cast are reproduced.

However, the difference between Phoebe's group casting and Delayed Spellcasting lies in whether the first spell is used.

Delayed Spellcasting involves the repeated use of the spell after the first incantation has been cast.

Mass casting, on the other hand, involves concealing the power of the first spell while continuously reproducing it, accumulating a magical sphere of multiple spells at the tip of the wand.

Finally, unleash a powerful burst of energy to lock onto the enemies in front of you.

Furthermore, Phoebe's ability to transform the power of War Magic into a power that changes its very nature was also thanks to the 'Potions' from Ryan, whose reproductive ability had been eliminated, within her body.

But precisely because of this, Phoebe has not yet been able to collect all the badges.

In fact, given Phoebe's current mobility and her control over water, she should have obtained all the badges the moment she entered the Black Lake.

But the reason she didn't is entirely due to the fact that she contained too much of Ryan's 'Potions' within her.

Veela are a combination of fire and charm.

However, the fire element it contains is only enough to create a fireball.

Its alluring power is what makes Veela the most attractive.

Now, Phoebe is a combination of water and charm.

The combination of War Magic and Ryan's 'Potions' created a fundamentally altering power that did more than just turn fire into water.

It has been greatly enhanced.

The Phoebe is now considered the monarch of water.

Then the water gushed forth on its own, inviting their ruler back to his own territory.

But this also led to one thing.

The information contained in the magical energy that the Black Lake had accumulated over thousands of years began to be automatically contributed by the waters to their lord.

The Ancient Magic lost by the Merpeople, the secrets passed down through the various families of the Slytherin students.

All of this transformed into a torrent of information that flooded into Phoebe's mind.

She could only barely withstand the bombardment of information while searching for the badge.

As a result, she even lost the inclination to show off her skills in front of the audience.

Instead, he used his speed and control over the water to grab the badge and leave.

Back to the game.

The stands were still buzzing with excitement.

The performance of Dumbledore, as well as the Potions Class professors Snape and Evans, undoubtedly demonstrated that this was quite remarkable.

In particular, the jaw-dropping reactions of Castelobruxo's principal Madame Vokanova, and Kast Polachi were equally astonishing.

It's important to know that Castelobruxo is the school that excels in Potion-Making.

Caster Polachi was the grandfather of the famous pharmacist Libashu Polachi.

On the screen, under the expectant and curious gazes of everyone, Harry held the crystal-clear, gray, gelatinous Potions and put it into his mouth.

His eyes turned pale.

However, from Harry's perspective, he only felt that his senses had become more sensitive.

The dark, damp smell of the lake seemed to emanate from his ears.

Harry shook his head.

That's right, his ears can now smell things too.

And it wasn't just his ears; all his senses, including his eyes, nose, mouth, and skin, seemed to be connected.

An unprecedented sense of ease swept over his entire body.

Stepping into the pool, the icy cold water didn't make him feel uncomfortable at all.

It was as if invisible little hands in the lake were massaging and warming him.

So much so that he naturally ended up submerging his head in the lake.

The lake water gently flowed into his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.

He did not feel any intrusion.

Is he more complete now?

With a slight thought, the lake water around him propelled his body forward.

Soon, he swam far enough that he could no longer see the tunnel.

He didn't know how the other Champion found the aquatic Care of Magical Creatures that guarded the badge.

But his new water friends will help him.

He didn't know how they knew about the badges, or the concept of the competition.

After he expressed this intention, the water friend swept over his body and plunged into the depths of the lake.

He wandered through a strange, dark, and hazy landscape, surrounded by complete silence.

But he wasn't afraid.

Although he can only see within a radius of twenty feet even with all five senses connected, he doesn't need to paddle himself.

Moreover, with each step forward, a brand new view suddenly emerges from the darkness ahead:

A jungle of undulating, tangled black aquatic plants, and a wide, flat expanse of mud and sand scattered with Winky pebbles.

It gave him a strange sense of beauty.

He swam deeper and deeper, heading towards the center of the lake.

His eyes were wide open, his gaze piercing through the grey, eerie lake water.

Gazing at the dark shadows in the distance, the lake water there was gloomy and hazy.

The little fish swam nimbly past him, like silver darts.

On one or two occasions, he seemed to see a large creature moving in front of him.

He happily paddled a couple of times, even though his water friend told him that wasn't the target.

And indeed it was so. When he swam closer, he discovered that it was just a large, dark log or a clump of dense, tangled water plants.

It wasn't the mane of the Kelpie he had imagined, or the tentacles of the giant octopus.

His water friend noticed his anxiety.

Then, a wisp of fishy-smelling bubbles was brought along by the water flow.

He strained to look back where he had come from, and ahead lay a patch of lush green water plants, two feet deep, just like a very dense lawn.

Harry stared intently ahead, trying to make out the shapes in the shadows...

That seems to be Kelpie!