Pure Fire

Harry was speechless.

Madame Vokanova was clearly terrified; she was trembling all over, and her legs were shaking involuntarily.

But she wasn't afraid to speak her mind.

Under Dumbledore's magical pressure, he seemed completely exhausted.

But her mouth was completely unharmed.

With Dumbledore silent, clearly the calm before the storm,

They were even preparing to say something more.

Harry instinctively took a step back.

To avoid getting blood splattered on myself.

However, something disappointing happened.

"Shut up!" Ilvas stepped forward and reprimanded him without any politeness.

Madame Vokanova immediately shut her mouth.

It was so fast that Harry didn't even see it clearly.

Then, Ilvas Dumbledore, "I'm sorry, our headmaster is so nervous about the news you gave him earlier that he's confused."

Let me tell you about the points to note when choosing a development direction.

No matter how close people are, there will always be a distance between them.

Even brothers and parents are the same.

Moreover, this applies to the relationship between us and the fans who have shown us Affection Power.

Aspiration is always the furthest distance.

Besides the best wishes, those development directions also represent another version of ourselves that is very different from our own.

Therefore, before choosing a development direction, we need to understand what kind of person you will be in relation to that direction."Ilvas's words seemed to soften Dumbledore's expression considerably.

He also took his hand out of his pocket.

Although Harry thought it looked a lot like the gesture of holding a wand.

"Very good, Ilvas is right."

This magic has three steps.

The first step is perception.

The second step is completed.

The third step is fusion.

Perception refers to sensing the Affection Power.

Divide it.

The second step involves the division of the Affection Power.

The various similar combinations of blessings formed the so-called direction of development.

Titles like "The Chosen One" are formed automatically by the combination of these blessings.

The key lies in this second step.

What you should pay attention to is not the final title.

Rather, it's the blessings and speculations about your personal image that are being blended together.

Some of them think you are selfless, while others think you are tough.

Some even believe that all you care about is the future of the Wizarding World.

Before you choose a title, you should listen carefully to these voices.

If you hear a lot of voices that are very different from who you are, no matter how wonderful the titles they give you, how powerful they make you feel, or how much you yearn for them, don't choose them.

Although you can adjust yourselves during the integration process.

But these are all beautiful things.

Beautiful things always make people yearn for them, even to the point of losing themselves.

They are like sunlight; they make you realize how ugly and dark your original way of thinking is. You automatically open your heart to change. Dumbledore said solemnly.

"So, are we going to learn it or not? You're playing both sides!" Krum said angrily.

However, he was more venting because he had just been frightened by Dumbledore's magical pressure.

"I'm sorry," Dumbledore adjusted his glasses. "I was just reminded of an unpleasant memory."

Just consider those warnings as the idle ramblings of an old man.

In fact, we don't have to go through as much trouble as before.

Especially after the emergence of a truly living flame like Hephaestus.

"Is this your surprise?" Professor Polaqi, the dark-skinned version of Dumbledore, stared at Hephaestus burning in the crater. "You modified it!"

Madame Vokanova, who had just regained her composure, looked horrified.

She hadn't expected Dumbledore directly optimize this magic.

"Then you don't need to ask for our consent at all! The optimized Champion's Glory is no longer bound by the contract!"

Dumbledore smiled and said, "I just did what I wanted to do."

And this requires the help of Hagrid and Hephaestus.

I have some basic knowledge of the Affection Power.

Only a flame with spiritual power can forge it.

Eliminate those 'impurities' during the formation stage.

However, ordinary demonic fire cannot generate spirituality, even if it is infused with magic power to sustain it.

Only Ashwinder, not spirits, appear in the demonic fire that has burned for too long.

Although the Divination Fire is eternal, its power lies primarily in the material realm. It's fine for cooking food.

"The Fiendfyre, its spirit is too intense, too greedy. In our history, only a few have been able to fully control it." Dumbledore glanced instinctively at the center of the Black Lake.

"But even so, the Affection Power that is 'impurities'—the part we need—is incompatible with the nature of Fiendfyre, that is, Fiendfyre."

"After talking about a whole bunch of familiar or unfamiliar flames."

Dumbledore concluded, "But Hephaestus is different. He is pure fire."

It's not demonic fire imbued with any talismans. It can withstand those 'impurities' to the maximum extent, without considering their repulsive nature.

At the same time, they were also food for him.

Although its inherent fragility limits it, its connection to Hagrid, and Hagrid's connection to the Forbidden Forest, allows it to bear the immense Affection Power upon the three of you.

"That's why Hagrid is here, and why we're in the Forbidden Forest," Harry suddenly realized.

"So how do we begin?" Phoebe wrinkled her nose. "It's so late, what if I don't secretly stay up all night in Gabrielle?"

"It's very simple," Professor Polaqi stepped in, "The three steps are perception, formation, and fusion."

You only need to contribute to the first step.

If it's the initial version, you need to be famous.

Of course, you have already satisfied this point.

Furthermore, you must have the ability to perceive the Affection Power.

But the conditions aren't that demanding now.

"Your introduction can be guided by those who have gone before you," Professor Polaqi said, looking at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore stretched out his right hand, palm up, revealing his palm.

"It is clear that I am the pioneer. Please note—" A faint, dreamlike voice began to appear in Dumbledore's palm.

"He's really great! I wish he liked women."

"I don't care about his age; as long as he agrees, I'm willing to be with him anytime."

"He is the most powerful white wizard!"

"I wish he were my teacher!"

"He has Phoenix Patronus! That's Care of Magical Creatures!"

As the sounds grew louder, a beam of white light shot from Dumbledore's palm.

In the end, only one voice remained, a chorus that sounded like many people speaking at the same time.

"The Greatest White Wizard!"

[The greatest white wizard]

The white light faded, and four Winky words appeared.

Then Dumbledore said, "Alright, you can now turn your attention away from those ramblings."

All you need to do is watch the title floating in my palm.

Keep looking at it until you feel like you're hearing a lot of flattering or derogatory words in your ears; then you've entered the realm of knowledge.

Then we can proceed to the next step.