Hogwarts Study Panel.

Chapter 608: Black Magic

"In my class, Green, you must forget everything, forget the so-called white wizards and black wizards."

Forget about white magic and black magic.

Grindelwald picked up a fiery red rose, and in the next second, the rose turned into blue flames.

Some ashes landed on Sheen's face, but instead of burning, they tickled.

"For an infinitely long time, magic has permeated every corner of the world."

The magical powers of magical creatures and plants are contained within every ancient story and legend, 97

Grindelwald's deep voice seemed to lead Sheen to a barbaric era, "Throughout the long ages, only wizards have grasped the true essence of magic, or perhaps, only wizards have mastered magic, while other creatures have merely used it. Grindelwald, do you know why?"

Why?

Sheen quickly pondered.

This was the first time he had heard such a theory.

No one has ever dared to call wizards the sole masters of magic.

But upon closer reflection, it seems to make sense.

First, there is virtually no upper limit to a wizard's magic power; a powerful individual wizard surpasses all other creatures that possess magic.

Secondly, wizards possess the most comprehensive magic, a skill that even fairies cannot match.

This means that the depth and breadth of a wizard's magic are limitless.

Upon closer reflection, what Professor Grindelwald said actually makes perfect sense.

Why?

Sheen asked somewhat hesitantly.

His unease stemmed from his undisguised desire and fervor.

"Because in this land, the wizard is the god."

Grindelwald grinned.

"Did we actually come full circle?" It sounded like a great bell was ringing in Sheen's ears.

He studied too much of the theory of magic.

From magical theory, he learned that one fact about learning magic is to master as many spells as possible, including many ancient spells. The more spells you know, the more you can do.

Another fact is that after mastering a spell, you need to practice constantly to become proficient. The difference between a proficient spellcasting and an unskilled spellcasting is obviously huge.

However, once you've mastered a spell, you'll need sufficient mental strength to truly unleash its full power.

From Professor Flitwick's teachings, he learned that the essence of magic is the power of belief.

From Dumbledore's class, he learned about the blindness, order, and wisdom of magic.

Based on this, the paths of blind faith and mastery of wisdom are further explored in the magical path.

But at this moment, he seemed to have returned to the time when he first started learning magic, with a heart full of belief.

"Magic so favors wizards, granting them the strongest and widest power; magic so cherishes wizards that every thought of a wizard can enhance or diminish the effects of magic—"

Grindelwald's voice was full of emotion, "But wizards divide magic into different ranks, even Polymorph is divided into high, medium, and low; even magic itself is divided into black magic and white magic,"

Grindelwald scoffed. "The caution of the weak."

Sheen had a vague feeling that he had come into contact with an unprecedented realm, and he had guessed the name of this realm before.

And it is called ————

legend.

"Magic and wizardry are innate; only cowards fear the unknown. And black magic is an extreme, unknown realm within the wizard's character."

Grindelwald's body trembled slightly for no apparent reason. "A wizard who cannot control his own will is useless at any time. Being classified as a dark wizard is precisely a testament to the incompetence of these fools."

"You mean, the loss of control over black magic is simply a loss of control over the wizard's will?"

Sheen asked in a low voice.

"Otherwise what?"

Grindelwald looked at him as if he were a dull student. "Grindelwald, you have mastered so much profound dark magic. One of your professors can summon Death Eaters who can summon Patronus. Haven't you grasped this yet?"

Sheen paused upon hearing this.

"Talent may exist, but there are too many mediocre people like fish crossing a river. You are the first foolish wizard I have met who is even afraid of his own talent."

Grindelwald's words were sharp.

Sheen was not immediately persuaded.

"How many ways can a wizard's magic go out of control? A wizard can lose control and turn another wizard into a hedgehog, or he can lose control and suddenly enlarge objects, but only the loss of control through black magic is remembered and feared, simply because it causes more destruction?"

Grindelwald scoffed. "I suppose you're one of those idiots I've met?"

Sheen listened quietly, his face as expressionless as ever.

"They arrogantly proclaim that black magic and white magic are different kinds of magic —"

Grindelwald was not surprised by his reaction, but a cryptic smile appeared on his lips. "But these are just the views of arrogant and cowardly people. Every great wizard knows that magic is no different; it is a miracle of will, the power of the world responding to the wizard's will."

"The World's Response—The Wizard's Will—"

As Sheen pondered those words, something that had been vaguely apparent seemed to become clear before him.

"In the realm of magic, will is primary, and matter is secondary."

Grindelwald laughed wildly.

In the time that follows.

Sheen comes to this strange room every day.

Sometimes Grindelwald would puff on a cigar, the flame dancing on his fingertips; sometimes he would gaze out the window, the mountains stretching out in his arrogant eyes; and more often, he would ask Sheen strange questions.

Wizards are the masters of the world, but Muggles can achieve just as much.

Do you know what a lion king does when facing its next threat on the savanna?

Sheen pretended not to hear, and Grindelwald didn't care.

He is essentially an extremely easygoing person.

"What did Dumbledore teach you?"

He turned around, the cigar burning out at his fingertips.

"Some simple black magic."

Sheehan remembered that the last time he had subtly mentioned that his dark magic came from Professor Snape, but Grindelwald only had eyes for Dumbledore.

"Something simpler?"

Grindelwald raised an eyebrow. "A boring school."

Sheehan thought Durmstrang might be interesting.

After all, a little wizard had somehow become a subject of his classmate's dark magic experiments.

And Grindelwald, standing right in front of us, is one of the best examples of this.

Sheehan found it hard to imagine what kind of experiments he had conducted on his classmates that would lead Durmstrang, who allowed black magic education, to kick him out of the house.

When you're immersed in learning, time is something you can't hold onto.

It slipped away from the tip of Sheen's wand, and also from the gaps in Grindelwald's beard.