Hogwarts's Master of Mind

Aiden and Dumbledore returned to Hogwarts and repeated their previous operations to remove the "dirt" on the Resurrection Stone.

"Professor, you have to promise me that you won't commit suicide!" Aiden held the ring in his hand and looked at Dumbledore seriously.

"Okay, I promise." Dumbledore nodded.

After getting Dumbledore's assurance, Aiden threw the ring casually, and Dumbledore stretched out his two hands to catch the ring.

"Be careful, what if it breaks?" Dumbledore put the ring away very gently.

"Heh." Aiden rolled his eyes and walked out of the principal's office.

.......

Ignoring the headmaster who was obsessed with playing with stones, Aiden decided to go find the cat...Professor McGonagall.

When I knocked on her door, I saw Professor McGonagall enjoying her rare holiday time with a book in her hand.

"Excuse me, professor." Aiden handed over the completed paper.

Professor McGonagall took the thick parchment and began to read.

Her brows were sometimes furrowed, sometimes relaxed, and when she read the key parts, she would reveal a look of sudden enlightenment.

Soon, Professor McGonagall finished reading the papers, sorted them out and put them aside.

"Mr. Prewett, did you name it?" Professor McGonagall asked excitedly.

"Uh, not yet..." Looking at Professor McGonagall's excited expression, Aiden knew what she wanted to do.

"Then why not think of one on the spot?" Professor McGonagall handed over paper and pen.

"Uh, Super Change?" Aiden didn't know why the name suddenly flashed in his mind.

Sure enough, Professor McGonagall's face suddenly became long, and she reached out to ruffle Aiden's hair. "Change! One!"

"Can you please give me some suggestions?" Aiden begged.

Professor McGonagall withdrew her hand and felt that it felt very good... but I digress.

She thought for a while and said, "Since it involves the transformation of the essence of an object, how about adding qualitative change to the name?"

"Transmutation?" Aiden touched his chin.

"Qualitative Transformation Mantra"

Professor McGonagall shook her head and completed the name for him.

"That's great, let's make it this way." Aiden made the decision immediately.

"I have to remind you, Mr. Prewett, this kind of magic is not something that ordinary wizards can get involved in, so it is unlikely to appear in Hogwarts' teaching."

Professor McGonagall waved her wand and the envelope flew out, sucking the paper in.

Then an owl flew in, picked up the envelope and flew away.

"It's okay. My original intention was not to target students in school. After all, the research of these things requires too much effort and students can't afford it." Aiden shrugged.

"Then I look forward to your masterpiece." Professor McGonagall picked up the tea and took a sip.

"What masterpiece?" Aiden tilted his head.

"Prewett's Book of Transfiguration." Professor McGonagall narrowed her eyes.

Aiden: “….”

With a new mission, Aiden said goodbye to Professor McGonagall, and he regretted why he asked that one more question.

But things have come to this point. After all, it is a very honorable thing to organize and publish one's own research results, so Aiden still took on the task of writing the book.

On Friday, Aiden came to the Room of Requirement alone, ready to touch a keeper before the Unforgivable Curse.

That is - the Fierce Fire Curse.

According to the book "The Most Poisonous Magic", the essence of the Fire Curse is not for the caster to directly create fire.

It is a disguised summons, bringing destructive fire to the world.

"Fiendfire" A beam of blue flame flew out from the tip of Aiden's staff.

'aлnлkomkaлtopnд (destruction, killing)'

The strange will contained in the flames emanated, and Aiden immediately used the Ten Thousand Curses to extinguish them.

"A flame that contains the power of the mind!" Aiden immediately recognized what the fluctuation was.

"But, where have I seen this familiar rhythm and fluctuation before?"

The operator's excellent control over himself made Aiden instantly remember the source of this sense of déjà vu.

"Kingsport! The King of the Deep - Hell?" Aiden exclaimed.

"Yes, you have found the highlight, blind student." The system teased.

"System? Do you know something?" Aiden asked.

"In all the years that the Deep Realm Kings have existed, it's impossible that no one has conducted research on them." The system seemed to be suggesting something.

“Even a weak, pitiful and helpless system like this one can help you separate the extraordinary characteristics of the Dream Weaver from the resentment.

There is no reason why there has never been such a genius among wizards who can directly rewrite the present world, so what is a mere hell?

Besides, aren't you and the Department of Mysteries also using the body of the Deep Lord?"

The system narrated this shocking secret in a calm tone.

"That's true... No, you now have the characteristics of a dream weaver?" Aiden grasped the key point in the system's words.

"Yes, I wanted to wait until your potion was digested before telling you." The system replied.

"What else do you know? Tell me what you can tell me." Aiden was thinking about whether he could get some more gold coins from the system.

“Not many. Apart from the things about Hell, there are also those people from the East. The cave I took you to see before was actually built on a giant tree.

From the information that this system stole... and overheard, the so-called Jianmu should be the king of the deep world - life."

The system continued to expose shocking news, so Aiden simply took out some lemon juice and drank it while eating the news.

"They are awesome." Aiden couldn't help but applaud.

"There is nothing else. The system information is insufficient." The system acted cute and went into a diving state.

Aiden stood there thinking, forget it, he was too lazy to think about it anymore, and continued to practice the Fiery Curse.

He raised his wand and summoned Fiendfyre. Under the powerful mental power of the operator, Fiendfyre was successfully controlled by Aiden.

The dark blue flame in the sky turned into a phoenix and then a dragon.

Aiden, who had had enough fun, used the Ten Thousand Curses to extinguish the fierce fire. The whole process was like a child playing with matches and then throwing the matches into the water.

Just as Aiden was about to leave, an idea came to his mind.

"Since Fiery Flame is a transformation of the King of the Deep Realm, can I make use of its indestructible properties?"

Once the thought came into Aiden's mind, he couldn't stop it. He summoned the Fiendfyre again and used his mental power to touch it.

Then, Aiden felt the violent emotions in the flames, stripped away the high concentration of emotional power in them, and the flames went out.

"Yes, the essence of the King of the Deep Realm is nothing more than a concentration of emotions. As a person with a very high level of transcendence, I should be able to do this as well."

Aiden used his Animagus to transform into dragon form, and after a period of mental suggestion, released the mythical creature form.

Aiden, in mythic form, opened his mouth in the testing field of the Room of Requirement, recalling the intense rage and violence drawn from the Fiendfyre.

Aiden tried to spit out dragon breath and mental breath to penetrate the dummy, but it did not cause any physical damage to the dummy.

However, it did not have the indestructible and appreciating abilities of Lihuo.

"Something's missing." Aiden scratched his chin with his claws.

"Ignite your distracting thoughts and infuse them into your spiritual breath." The system suddenly reminded Aiden.

"Yeah!" Aiden's eyes lit up.

He blew dragon breath at the dummy in front of him. This time, Aiden also blew out invisible breath of the mind.

But there seemed to be something different attached to the breath, and the dummy was ignited and completely turned into ashes in less than a second.

"Done." Aiden changed back to his original form, nodded with satisfaction, packed up his things and returned to the Ravenclaw Tower.