Hogwarts Study Panel.

Chapter 611, page 609: The Legend Is Imminent

Five o'clock in the morning.

When it's foggy.

Two wizards appeared on the damp lakeside. Although both of them looked very young, their heights differed considerably.

The black-haired wizard in front was a full 1.7 meters tall, while the little witch behind him, who looked happy, was less than 1.3 meters tall.

"If you succeed once a day —"

Sheen stepped onto the soft soil, feeling the damp air on his face. "It will take three months—"

Since being forced to unleash his potential by Grindelwald last time, Sheen's progress in learning the Fiendish Curse has been rapid.

Other dark magic spells didn't slow down, but Grindelwald seemed to prefer teaching Sheen the Fiery Flame Spell.

His insight was as sharp as ever. Under his tutelage, Sheen not only quickly mastered the Fiendfyre spell but also advanced it to the [Master] rank.

At the same time, they also mastered the White Flame that could only burn specific individuals.

This wasn't a difficult learning experience; at least, Sheen thought Fiend was quite cooperative.

When you inject your own will into it, it goes incredibly smoothly.

Sheen pondered that the root of all this lay in theory.

The theories of black magic he studied went as far as legend, and perhaps were even more profound, unlike common magical theories.

His dark magic is inherently imbued with his personal will, and is not merely the wizard's intention to harm others.

Can this kind of black magic still be called black magic?

Sheehan felt that perhaps Grindelwald was right; it wasn't the magic they used that divided wizards into black and white wizards, but rather the wizards' will and their choices that led them down different paths.

White wizards will also become Death Eaters, and dark wizards will also step forward in the final battle.

The fog obscured the outline of the distant mountains, prompting Sheen to reflect on the progress of his dark magic.

He cannot yet freely unleash legendary-level proficiency in dark magic; he has only entered the field and has not yet become a master.

He can leverage the power of the world to his advantage, but he still has to accept the world's unpredictable temper.

Most of the time, Sheen couldn't use the legendary Fiendfire spell even once, but Sheen was always diligent and persistent in his practice, which gradually allowed him to master the knack.

Now, he can complete at least one satisfactory practice session a day.

Each increase in proficiency is 10,000 points.

At this rate, he will become a master of dark magic in three months.

With a clear path ahead, Sheen felt much more at ease, which also allowed him to carefully experience his increasing proficiency with the Fiendfire spell.

Magic seemed to have become an instinct for him; black magic was the will to attack, while white magic was the will to change.

Reaching the edge of the lake, Sheen casually opened the panel:

[Classification of Master-Level Black Magic:]

Divine Sharpness Shadowless Spell: Master Level (4420/3000000)

Obstacle Charm: Expert Level (200/30000)

Petrification Spell: Expert Level (340/30000)

Shattering Spell: Expert Level (2340/30000)

Fiery Spell: Expert Level (12120/30000)

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[Evaluation: A wizard who has reached the master level in the realm of dark magic, surpassing the vast majority of dark wizards]

[Advanced: A legendary-level dark magic spell can unlock a legendary-level title in the realm of dark magic]

"Professor Green, I did it!"

A childish voice called out beside him. Sheen lowered his head and could see Zoe gritting her teeth, puffing out her cheeks, and waving her wand.

Her gestures and pronunciation were accurate, and her tone conveyed a sense of seriousness.

Sheen saw a stone float into the lake and splash with a "bang".

The water splashed onto the shore, but Sheen gently waved it back.

"Standard levitation spell,"

Sheen commented, then hesitated slightly as he looked at the little witch's expectant face, "Very good progress. I couldn't have done this at your age."

Zoe's face flushed instantly. She fidgeted with her wand, too shy to look the wizard beside her in the eye.

That's Mr. Green.

Zoe now understands the meaning behind it.

The little wizards, experiencing their first magical surge, are incredibly curious about the magical world.

They searched through various newspapers and documents, and unsurprisingly, found a fairly familiar name among them.

"Ah, Green's lovely child. You found his story? Ha, needless to say, that's what we McGonagall family should do—all thanks to dear Minerva, she always manages to find the best one in a crowd—"

Ah—the dark days are about to pass, a new era is about to begin. The greatest wizard of the future—the future is at hand.

Marcus could talk endlessly about a certain little wizard.

"What defines the greatest wizard of the future?"

What is greatness?

Who is it?

The little guys, bewildered, clung to Marcus.

Marcus hadn't been surrounded like this in a long time; he had one in each hand and put the last one on his shoulder.

Although he has a leg injury, he can still stand steadily.

"It means awesome, um, the most awesome."

Marcus said, twitching his beard.

"The most powerful one————"

Zoe lowered her head and repeated in a very low voice.

"Does Zoe want to learn the next spell?"

Sheen didn't notice the little witch's change; his gaze remained fixed on the darkening sky.

As he raised his wand, a gust of wind arose, the clouds dispersed, and the sunlight shone through, making the lakeside bright again.

Sheen nodded in satisfaction.

He became increasingly adept at using weather spells.

Or rather, his magical abilities have become increasingly powerful.

"certainly!"

Zoe looked at the bright sky, covered her mouth excitedly, and said.

"Did Zoe prepare any books?"

Sheen watched as the little witch immediately pulled out several books from her bulging bag.

These are "Grimms' Notebook: Spells", "Grimms' Notebook: Transfiguration", and "Grimms' Notebook: Dark Magic (Defense)".

Zoe hesitated for a moment, then seriously took out the book that Sheen hadn't expected.

"Would you like to study this?"

Sheen asked in surprise.

"Zovie wants to learn this."

Zoe gritted her teeth.

"If it's about black magic—"

Sheen thought of Grindelwald's words, "That's possible, but—"

Zoe listened attentively and saw a smile appear on the face of the respected Mr. Green: "Caution is the first lesson in learning Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Black magic is diverse, varied, and ever-changing, with no end in sight. Fighting it is like fighting a multi-headed monster; you cut off one head, and a new one immediately springs up, more ferocious and cunning than the first.

As Sheen's voice faded away by the lake, the thin mist grew finer and finer.

In a short while, it disappeared completely.

On Sheen's chest, between a broken stone slab, the mist gathered even faster.

Sheen glanced at it and knew that he would be able to enter the border area again tonight.