The lion transformed by the Fiendfyre curse leaped continuously in the air. It seemed intent on burning all combustible things to ashes, absorbing it as its own power and venting its ferocity.
Feeling that the Fiendfyre curse was gradually going out of control, Light waved his wand, breaking the strange connection with it.
The moment the connection was severed, the raging Fiendfyre curse in the air seemed to lose its core, and its destructiveness and aggressiveness diminished.
The leaping flames grew dimmer and finally went out.
Feeling the scorching space left by the rampage of the Fiendfyre curse, Light confirmed his thoughts.
"Transfiguration is effective against the Fiendfyre curse! Increasing it to five points can roughly control its power!"
"To fully master it, I'm afraid I need to increase it to nine points, just like with Dark Magic."
Light pondered for a long time and then gritted his teeth, making a decision.
"Let's do it. Transfiguration has great potential! It can turn inanimate objects into living ones through one's will. As long as you believe, you can use Magic Power to change matter!"
"This kind of magic comparable to that of a creator must be maxed out, it's just a matter of time."
'So, activate the stone stele!'
Light's spirit once again appeared in front of the stone stele engraved with unknown characters.
A multitude of information floated before Light's eyes. When he saw his own information, he couldn't help but grin.
After the moment of delight, he covered the 'Transfiguration' with his spirit. The value that had just been increased to five points began to blur!
With a change of thought, after the blurred value column became clear, it turned into nine!
Looking at the information in front of him, Light nodded in satisfaction.
"My once meager stats have now become so impressive!"
Light Rogers (Zhou Yang)
Magic Power: 3 (The value of an ordinary adult wizard is 5)
Mileage Points: 6
Spells: White Magic: 3 Dark Magic: 9
Transfiguration: 9
Skills: Potions: 5 Care of Magical Creatures: 1
Milestones: Soul from a Different World
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Appreciation of the Strongest
"Alas~~, after saving up points for so long, they're almost all used up again!"
Life was tough, and Light sighed.
"Currently, most of my Mileage Points are contributed by Comrade Voldemort! I wonder if killing Voldemort seven times will give me an extra Milestone?"
Light shook his head, dispelling the random thoughts, and his spirit returned to his body.
The moment he regained consciousness, Light felt as if something exploded in his brain! Knowledge he had learned and books he had read poured out continuously.
Various concepts and ideas regarding Transfiguration were affirmed and negated! Countless thoughts were completely sorted out and summarized!
"As long as I believe, I can do it!"
Light stared vacantly at the sky, pointing his wand. The floating gravel in the air began to twist and change shape!
First, the shape of the stones kept changing, followed by the change in their size, and finally they transformed into various objects, such as needles, knives, and pens.
Light tapped the wand in the air, and the transformed objects changed back into stones. With Light's vacant gaze, the stones transformed into a falcon and darted towards him.
Watching the falcon - hawk approach with murderous intent, Light didn't move an inch. Just as the falcon - hawk approached, lifted its sharp claws, and was about to thrust them into Light's eye sockets,
"Bear!!" A fierce blaze suddenly engulfed the ferocious falcon - hawk. Rather than screaming, it kept twisting and transforming, eventually turning into a ball of burning flame hovering in the air.
Light raised his right hand and pretended to grasp the searing flame. He murmured to himself,
"The Fiendfyre curse is not like a one - time Spells. It's more of a summoning Spells, as if summoning an uncontrollable creature from some unknown place."
The emptiness in his eyes gradually gave way to a glimmer of light. He clenched his right hand, and the searing flame abruptly went out.
"Phew!" Light wiped the sweat from his forehead, exhaled a puff of hot air, then turned around, opened the door, and stepped outside.
Longing for a training ground again, he pushed the door open. Inside, it was just as it had been when he first arrived.
Light sat on the chair, took out his notebook, and began to write down his thoughts on the Fiendfyre curse after his recent brainstorming.
"The existence of the Fiendfyre curse is similar to that of Avada Kedavra. Both stem from the deep - seated malice towards the outside world in one's spirit."
"The Fiendfyre curse is also similar to Sectumsempra. Both can cause direct damage to the soul, but Sectumsempra is formed from extreme emotions."
"The Fiendfyre curse is more complex. It not only represents the yearning for survival of living things but also contains a terrifying desire for destruction. The yearning for survival drives it to constantly erode and burn to maintain its own existence."
"Moreover, it has an extremely strong desire for destruction, both towards itself and the outside world. The Fiendfyre curse struggles and conflicts between this endless yearning for survival and desire for destruction, gaining terrifying power!"
"The mysterious connection between the Fiendfyre curse and the caster is precisely the channel through which it continuously extracts the yearning for survival and the desire for destruction. Once the channel is cut off, it loses the reason for its existence."
"Understanding the essence of the Fiendfyre curse makes it possible to control it!"
Light stopped writing with his quill then. He carefully read what he had written. After confirming there were no mistakes or omissions, he picked up the quill again and continued to write down his solution.
"Use Transfiguration to reconstruct the connection between the Fiendfyre curse and the caster and connect the Magic Power as well."
"Then control the Magic Power via Transfiguration, continuously provide the Fiendfyre curse with a target to destroy, and direct the aimless destruction of the Fiendfyre curse at a specific target."
"This is like training a dog. Give it a target and let it act only on that target."
After finishing writing his conclusion, Light leaned back on the chair and let out a long sigh.
He glanced sidelong at the floating gravel in the air, showing a twisted smile. Then he stood up and slowly walked over.
Light stood in front of the floating gravel, raised his wand, and began to cast a Spells.
As he waved his wand, a piece of gravel in the air caught fire, turned into a fireball that gradually expanded, and burned more and more intensely.
A look of concentration flashed across Light's face. He followed the connection of the Magic Power, sensed the essence of the Fiendfyre curse, and merged with it.
The Fiendfyre curse kept leaping in the air, setting one piece of gravel after another ablaze. Seeing this, Light gently waved his wand. The Transfiguration controlled the direction and size of the burning Fiendfyre curse, making it continue to leap among the floating gravel in mid - air.
Light unconsciously licked his lips, looking at the Fiendfyre curse constantly igniting in the air with excitement in his eyes.
He was well aware of both the power of the Fiendfyre curse and the importance of controlling it.
He used Transfiguration to continuously adjust his Magic Power output, maintaining precise control over the Fiendfyre curse.
As the practice went on, the Fiendfyre curse became increasingly obedient at the command of the wand, and the gravel in the air transformed into searing flames.
As Magic Power continued to be channeled out, Light's breathing started to quicken.
"Come on! Let's go big!" He continued to wave the wand in his hand, and the scattered Fiendfyre curse in the air gathered continuously, transforming into a huge flaming lion in mid - air.
The flaming lion didn't make any move. Just its mere presence made one feel the rolling heat waves approaching.