"Let the magic bring my style?"

Karl looked at Dumbledore stunned, not because it was so difficult, but because it was too easy.

"Like that?" Karl looked at Dumbledore uncertainly.

His heart moved, and a beating flame had appeared at his fingertips.

The center of the flame is red, but the end of the flame is faintly black.

Although it was only a small flame like this, as soon as the flame came out, the temperature in the cabin rose several degrees in an instant.

Looking at the fierce fire in Carl's hand, Dumbledore's eyes flickered.

He exclaimed, "You have inherited Gellert's talent, Carl, you are right, it is like this, but this is not enough, it is far from enough......"

As he spoke, Dumbledore simply pointed his finger at the flames.

"Professor!" Karl quickly reminded.

While the Flame would not harm him under his control, the others were different, and he could not make the Flames distinguish between friend and foe other than him.

Just as he was thinking about removing the flames, Dumbledore waved his hand at him, "Don't worry about Carl, it won't hurt me yet." ”

After speaking, he simply pinched his hand, and the fire on Carl's fingertips was directly extinguished by Dumbledore with his hand.

Pinch...... It was extinguished, and the corners of Karl's eyes twitched.

When Dumbledore said not to worry, he guessed how the old man would put out the flames, but he didn't guess that it would be this way.

Not to mention the devastating power of flames that can destroy even souls, the temperature alone is not something that flesh and blood can resist.

As he thought, Dumbledore simply conjured a flame on his fingertips, just like him, "This is my fire, Carl. ”

"You see, I can't tame it like you do. ”

As Dumbledore had said, unlike him, the old man did not let the flames burn quietly in his fingertips, but held them in the palm of his hand in vainly.

And the fire in his hand is not at all as docile as Carl conjure, like a grumpy child, desperately trying to rush out of the palm of his hand.

"It's a normal fire, Carl. ”

"Although I don't have the same control over the fire as you and Gellert, I still have a way to deal with it. ”

As he spoke, Dumbledore shook his hand, and the flames were simply snuffed out by him.

This time, Carl saw something.

"Guess what magic I used, Carl. The old man looked at him with a smile.

"Clear water is like a spring. Carl looked at the old man's outstretched palms and said, despite his old age, the old man's fingers looked so powerful.

"Yes, Carl, clear water as a spring. Dumbledore nodded.

"I didn't use the fire spell to solve the spell, but I used clear water like a spring, I let a film of water attach to my hand, and then snuffed it out. ”

Dumbledore said with a smile.

"It's strange, isn't it, the water is like a spring, but normally it can't extinguish the fire......"

Carl nodded subconsciously.

If the Fire Spell can be extinguished by ordinary water conjured from a clear spring, then it is no longer called Flame.

Dumbledore changed his words, "But Carl, your fire, although you have caused some wonderful changes in it, such as its temperature and its destruction, is still a fire in essence. ”

"And my clear water is like a spring, it is no longer clear water like a spring. ”

"You see what I mean, I can't put out Carl Gellert's fire in this way. ”

......

There was silence on the plane, and Dumbledore used his magic to block out Kincaid's snoring and give Karl plenty of time to think.

Finally, Karl lifted his head and looked at Dumbledore with a strange look in his eyes.

"You mean to say that I need to turn my magic into ...... Mine?"

"That's right!!" Dumbledore said loudly.

"Excellent, Carl, excellent!!"

"Like you said, make the magic your own, Carl, and don't let anyone use the regular spell solving against your magic!"

"Each of your spells, even the Disarming Charm, is unique, and at that point, you're basically at the threshold of this level!"

Rarely, in the last few words, Dumbledore spoke with great vigour.

After a long while, the old man finally calmed down, and the expression on his face changed from elation to wisdom.

"You have to understand Karl, at my level, very few people can understand your magic. ”

"Gellert, even Tom, each of us has unique magic, and even many of our philosophies about magic are at odds with each other, and it's too hard to find someone to share them with. ”

"What should I do, Professor?" asked Carl directly after Dumbledore had calmed down.

With his excellent willpower and great magical talents, he can modify the effects of magic in the same way that he modifies the Flame Charm.

But if, as Dumbledore said, change the magic itself......

He had tried to improve the Drill Heart Charm and the Copy Charm, but it was an attempt to modify the fundamental properties of the two spells, and it was not systematic at all.

If, as Dumbledore said, to make all the magic his own, it would be necessary to carefully study the fundamental principles of each magic, and the amount was too large to be completely dependent on himself, and it needed to be supported by a discipline.

"You're in your third year next semester, Carl, and it's time for the Ancient Magic Script to begin, so you can learn more about it. Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Ancient Demonic Script?"

Karl repeated in his mouth the subject that Dumbledore had said.

It wasn't that he hadn't taught this course on his own, but to be honest, apart from the fact that he had learned a lot about ancient characters, the subject hadn't helped him improve his strength.

Originally, he thought that this course was like the ones he had seen in his previous life, and it was to teach the root of the spell, and he had studied it seriously for a while.

But as he deepened his studies, he found that it was not what he thought it was at all.

In fact, this discipline is more appropriately called occult or semiotics than ancient magic.

The books were full of ancient words and symbols, and there were no theories at all, and if it weren't for the fact that the books were borrowed from the Hogwarts library, Carl would have thought it was ancient language literature from some university in the Muggle world.

Even some of the ancient magic that Carl knew was not from the books of the subject.

"Language and words are one of the tools that bring wizards closest to the essence of things, and Carl, when you learn more, you will find out what is hidden in it, and it is not something that can be explained in a sentence or two. ”

Dumbledore said vaguely, but had no intention of explaining further.

Helpless, Carl had to nod his head, which was considered to be a response.

......

For the next half hour, Karl pondered what Dumbledore had said about bringing magic to his own style.

But soon, he frowned again.

"But Professor, if everything is done as you say and the magic becomes your own, this is already a very clear level, why do you say that this is just your guess?"

Dumbledore shook his head, "It's different, Carl, it's different. ”

"Making magic your own, making it your own, that's just my understanding of why I've been able to reach this level, not my understanding of this level. ”

As he spoke, the old man's eyes filled with memories.

"When one day you do get to this level, trust me, Carl, you'll know, it's an amazing feeling. ”

"It's as if the whole world has recognized you. ”

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