Dumbledore's Advice (Part One)

Harry felt himself sinking into darkness.

No, he wasn't even sure if his eyes were still open.

He now seems like a ghost, as if he had never existed.

If his eyes were open, then why had Hephaestus's fiery body vanished from before him?

Instead, the sound became increasingly clear.

"He can summon Phoenix like Dumbledore! I've seen it with my own eyes!"

"He had a physique comparable to Hercules."

"Prprpr! I really want to lick—those muscles gleaming in the sun!"

"He must possess far greater Dark Magic power, which is why—he wasn't blown to pieces as an infant!"

"He is the nemesis of Dark Magic! His Patronus is also Phoenix!"

"He's a dragon! I knew it! Even the Manticore said so! I've watched the replay of the match a hundred times! I knew I wasn't wrong!"

"He is the destined nemesis of that person whose name cannot even be mentioned! The child of Prophecy!"

These sounds began to echo in Harry's ears.

Then, he noticed a faint, elusive power within those sounds.

He saw his soul!

Golden wisps of mist began to swirl around his gray soul.

Those sounds became increasingly clear.

He himself also began to inexplicably forget everything around him.

It was as if only his soul and the voices that emerged from the golden mist existed.

Then, some voices that had been hidden beneath the positive narrative began to emerge.

"He's just a puppet put forward by Dumbledore!"

"He's arrogant and conceited, not at all as good as people say! He even started a Harry Potter Fan Club!"

"Every summer, he would go to Azkaban at Dumbledore's arrangement to improve his skills by killing Dark Wizard!"

This is why Azkaban disappeared, and the new prison— the Cage —appeared.

Just before some more disgusting, vulgar, and unfounded speculations could be made, Dumbledore's voice rang out.

"Attention! At this moment, please silently recite Hephaestus's name in your hearts!"

Repeat this process until you see a flame appear!

Then, Harry immediately woke up from those almost hypnotic, addictive voices.

He also began to silently chant, "Hephaestus, Hephaestus, Hephaestus."

A warmth I had never felt before welled up in my heart.

It felt warm and cozy, as if I had returned to the amniotic fluid.

A bright, crimson flame ignited from his gray, gelatinous body, which should have been his soul.

Golden mist entered in single file.

Harry sensed his body again.

He lifted his heavy eyelids.

Hephaestus stood before him with a smiling face.

Several titles above his head flickered in the flames:

[Phoenix Emissary] [Hercules] [Source of Dark Magic] [Bane of Dark Magic] [Ancient Dragon Incarnation] [Child of Prophecy / the Chosen One]

Just as Harry was wondering what to do next, Dumbledore's voice rang out at the right moment.

"Please choose the title you want to select, look at it as you just looked at Hephaestus, and keep repeating it in your mind. Imagine it as a sharp sword, a glass of water, or something else that you are familiar with, entering your body."

"Wait, I have something to say." Phoebe raised her beautiful eyebrows unnaturally. "Can we pause now?"

I feel like none of them are right for me.

Look at these titles:

[Goddess of Beauty][Succubus][Half-Veela][Mermaid Witch][Perfect Being]

None of them meet my standards.

"Of course you can pause."

The title has already been established; you can absorb it even if it takes more than ten years.

Harry, Krum, you can wait a moment and recall the ramblings that correspond to these titles.

After careful consideration, I made my decision.

With Hephaestus, the title you forge will have little impact on the rest of your lives.

As long as you pay attention to adjusting your mindset and remember who you truly are, that's enough.

Of course, this only applies to us ordinary wizards.

Dumbledore winked at Harry, "If any of you have a Philosopher's Stone."

I suggest you choose a title that aligns with or is similar to your own way of thinking.

After all, it's not like other animals that only stay with you for a hundred years.

Harry, who was standing nearby, suddenly realized.

The admonition that Dumbledore had previously mocked as being confused and called "talking in his sleep" was actually addressed to him.

The side effects of the spell "Champion's Glory" have almost no impact on the wizard after forging, provided that the wizard does not use life-extending magic and will not live longer than two hundred years.

However, even for those who live long lives, water droplets can eventually wear away stone.

And he is this immortal being.

If, as Dumbledore previously stated, Voldemort is defeated and he and Riddle can achieve mutual immortality through their relationship, then...

"Miss Dracula."

Neither your title nor your corresponding ramblings are something I can see or hear.

I can only start my analysis from the power behind the title itself.

In my perception, there are five power models associated with your soul.

One of them is the magic that embodies pure 'beauty'.

If you absorb it, it will bring you one step closer to beauty.

It must be the Goddess of Beauty.

This alluring power that can drive people mad may correspond to the [Succubus].

Its power is to enhance the ethereal, conceptual allure within you.

The direction may lean towards seducing men.

This one, shimmering with a blood-red light and brimming with alluring vitality, is the [Half-Veela].

It will directly enhance the power of the Veela bloodline within you.

If I'm not mistaken, the one that faintly carries the sound of waves and smells of water is the [Mermaid Witch].

Its corresponding power is not to turn you into Merpeople, but to recreate the power you had to control the water when you were in the Black Lake.

That remaining, impeccable, perfect magic is what you call the "Perfect Being".

Its function is simple: to make you perfect.

"Mainly in terms of appearance and physique." As Harry pondered, Dumbledore's eyes shone brightly as he looked at Hephaestus and analyzed each point.

"And what's your suggestion?" Phoebe asked with interest.

She knew that in terms of magical skill, this old man was at a level that even Ryan had once praised.

"[Half-Veela] "

If I'm not mistaken...

The reason your power is so exaggerated is

All of this originates from your unimaginable Veela bloodline.

Other titles related to beauty:

[Goddess of Beauty] [Succubus] [Perfect Being]

Aside from the influence of the mind,

All of these will more or less change your facial features.

And something deeper that makes you unlike yourself.

The Mermaid Witch directly clashes with your essence.

Only the [Half-Veela] focuses solely on your bloodline.

This is rooted in the prejudice against Half-Veela.

This won't affect you, who was born Half-Veela.