The Bard of Hogwarts

Chapter 160 Extreme resentment is also a kind of emotion

In contrast to the sudden thunderstorms in London, Massachusetts in the United States enjoyed clear skies.

After a morning of discussion, Ino and Newt were sitting under the shade of a tree in the courtyard, leisurely enjoying afternoon tea.

"Mr. Scamander, perhaps we can look at it from a different angle. The birth of the phoenix can be seen as having two conditions: quality and quantity! Just like the ancestors of the Dumbledore family, who gave birth to Fawkes with a great sense of self-sacrifice! But there was only one of them."

Upon hearing this, Newt turned his head slightly: "Theoretically, it is possible, but I still prefer the majority. Although the emotion of self-sacrifice is great, it is undeniable that this condition is a bit too demanding."

"The most intense emotions are often devoid of any other factors. Just like when we talk about the phoenix, if you're thinking about it, it can never be born."

Enoch nodded repeatedly at Newt's explanation, completely agreeing with it.

It's like someone asking a wise man, "So many years have passed, have you let go of her?" The wise man's answer is: "Who is she?"

It wasn't about letting go, nor was it about not being able to let go; it was simply about forgetting.

"Ino, don't feel pressured! Although I'm old, you're still young and have plenty of opportunities."

Newt offered some comforting words of advice, saying that in his opinion, the boy opposite him was still a bit too impatient.

"I've already contacted LAA Publishing for you. According to our plan, you'll publish a book and a record first to build up your reputation. After that, I'll personally talk to Fudge. Next year, you'll perform at the Quidditch World Cup opening ceremony. The combined emotions of 100,000 wizards should be enough to create a phoenix, or else we're just guessing wrong!"

"Thank you, sir!" Ino said sincerely.

He also increasingly felt that Newt was very pure, without the shrewdness and sophistication of ordinary people. He did what he wanted to do purely, without any emotion or self-interest involved.

Perhaps this is the fundamental reason why Newt is recognized and loved by the magical creatures. Just like the magical creatures, if you're good to me, I'll be good to you—it's that simple.

Just like with this research on the phoenix, if Newt wants to study it, he'll dedicate himself to it wholeheartedly. Even if the phoenix doesn't recognize him when it's born, he'll still give it all his energy, time, connections, and even a large sum of Galleons.

Even setting aside the publisher, just getting Fudge to add a project to the Quidditch World Cup is something many people can only dream of.

Similarly, Newt seemed to sense the emotion in the message and waved with a smile.

"There's no need for that! I'm just curious about the birth of the phoenix. This species is too perfect, so perfect that it shouldn't even be considered a magical creature. If our research succeeds, the phoenix might be removed from the list of magical creatures and classified as a guardian spirit-like magical being. I hope I can see it in my lifetime..."

Listening to Newt's感慨 (sentiments/reflections), Ino suddenly made a decision: "Wait here for me for a minute."

After saying that, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

A moment later, when Ino reappeared, he suddenly had a deep blue straight knife in his hand. The blade was about 3 feet long and about 1 meter in length, with exquisite patterns carved on the edge.

But the moment the weapon appeared, Newt suddenly opened his eyes, and the three cats playing nearby arched their backs and made low, threatening growls.

"A powerful curse, brimming with resentment!" Newt made an accurate assessment with just one glance.

"That's right! I got it by chance." Ino placed the Dance of Fine Snow horizontally on the small tea table under the shade of the tree.

"Here's how I see it! If the phoenix is ​​merely born from extreme emotion, then are there any requirements for that emotion? Extreme resentment is also an extreme emotion, sometimes even more extreme than love and sacrifice!"

As Enoch narrated, Newt's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

"You can try! Use your magical flames to heat it up. Don't worry! I'll compensate you if you burn it."

For some reason, whenever he saw Newt's eager expression, he would picture two children standing under the window.

One encouraged the other to use a slingshot to shoot at the glass on the other side.

That's what he thought, but Ino didn't refuse. He had already prepared to burn it when he took it out, after all, Newt had also put in a lot of effort for this.

"Should we burn it now?" Although he had already made up his mind, he still hesitated before starting.

"What else? Burn it now. Don't worry, I have a lot of interesting things in my collection, and their quality is no worse than this alchemical weapon."

Seeing Newt's enthusiastic expression, Ino said helplessly, "What I mean is, don't we need to take notes? After all, if there are any changes, it's best to write them down for future reference."

"Yes! Write it down, Kiki." Newt patted his head, then summoned his house-elf, and a thick notebook instantly appeared on the small coffee table.

……

Under the shade of the trees in the courtyard.

An elderly woman and a young boy huddled together. Despite the huge age gap, their eyes revealed the same expression—expectation and trepidation.

This is a crucial experiment.

Whether they succeed or not, as long as the flames change, even the slightest change, it will prove that their hypothesis is correct.

Conversely, if nothing changes... then there's no need to implement the subsequent plans, since the entire argument has been overturned.

"So, should I really burn it?"

"Burn it!"

"Are you ready to take notes?"

"burn!"

"Flames are raging!"

As the words fell, a warm orange flame rose from the elder wand.

Holding her wand, Ino carefully guided the flames toward the weapon on the ground.

"Sizzle! Sizzle!" As the flames approached the weapon, they seemed to hit an invisible barrier, producing a piercing sound like oil being boiled over.

The moment the sound rang out, three curious cats and raccoons nearby tucked their tails between their legs and fled.

Similarly, as the two people in close proximity, Ino and Newt were also having a hard time, feeling as if two extremes were colliding.

Hope and redemption collided with extreme resentment and despair.

Time passed by, second by second.

Just as the two extreme emotions were clashing at their most intense, Newt quietly drew his wand, the first time in thirty years that he had ever held one.

"If things go wrong, run. Disappear like you did before, leave this to me!"

In response to Newt's instructions, Ino didn't speak, but simply nodded silently.

It seems that everything follows basic rules; the curses and resentments on weapons are always limited, and when faced with the relentless scorching flames, they seem to have reached a critical point.

"Bang!"

A sound like a mirror shattering rang out.

The more than one-meter-long Snow Dance on the ground also changed. First, its blade began to shorten and thin, like snow melting little by little under the rising sun.

The flames that scorch it also change.

The orange flames had somehow become tinged with fine, pale blue lines, resembling tiny veins.

Today, Xiaodi is sharing a magical animal: the Phoenix.

British Magic Classification Level: xxxx

Origin and distribution: The phoenix is ​​a very rare and magical bird. Currently, only two phoenixes are known to have been domesticated: one is Fox, and the other is Sparky, the phoenix mascot of the New Zealand Mottola macaw Quidditch team.

Appearance characteristics: The phoenix is ​​a magnificent, bright red bird, similar in size to a swan, with a long, shimmering golden tail, and long, golden beak and claws.

Habits: Phoenixes typically build their nests on mountaintops. They have extremely long lifespans due to their regenerative abilities. When their bodies begin to weaken, they plunge into a fire, and a young phoenix emerges from the ashes. The phoenix is ​​a gentle animal; it is understood that it never harms humans and only eats medicinal herbs. Like the elusive bird, the phoenix can disappear and reappear at will.

Abilities and Effects: The phoenix's song is believed to possess magical power, enhancing courage for the pure-hearted and releasing fear from the corrupt. The phoenix's tears are said to have powerful healing properties.

(End of this chapter)