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"The ritual to destroy the Philosopher's Stone?" This was another term that had never been heard in the original work. Char looked confused. This time, it was Dumbledore who answered his questions.
"The Philosopher's Stone is an extraordinary magical artifact. It's not as fragile as a real stone. Creating it requires extremely advanced magic and alchemy. And to completely destroy it, leaving not even the slightest trace, turning it into gas, into nothingness, also requires a profound and mysterious magical ritual. Otherwise," Dumbledore said meaningfully, "even if there's just a tiny bit of debris or powder left, believe me, many people would dig deep into the ground and find that little bit of powder."
Char nodded at that, expressing his understanding. There was a time in past history when there was a gold rush. During that time, countless people had ventured into the wilderness in search of gold. The killing and fighting had lasted for more than ten years. Even a little bit of gold dust could do this. What's more, it was the Philosopher's Stone, which had the power to turn everything into gold and grant immortality. If the news leaked out, dozens or even hundreds of lives would be lost easily.
Then, at Nicolas Flamel's invitation, Char also accepted with pleasure. Being spoken to by a wizard of this level and told it would have some unexpected benefits... it must be extraordinary. As for whether there were any risks, if it was dangerous to be around wizards of the level of Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel, then there would be no safe place in the entire magical world.
So a moment later, Dumbledore, Nicolas Flamel, and Char once again climbed a strange staircase in the castle and came to an underground secret room. Dumbledore said, "Alright. No matter what kind of noise is made in here, no one outside will notice."
Char looked at the scene inside the secret room. From ceiling to floor, they all used lines of different colors to depict dense and complex patterns. Just taking a look made him feel dizzy. "Does this pattern contain extremely profound magical knowledge?" This thought immediately popped up in his mind. He then saw on the system panel that his own magical abilities, Transfiguration for example, were gleaming with light. Its luster became more and more condensed, like a substance. It was obviously the magical knowledge contained in these lines. Although he could not fully understand it, under contact, it was quite beneficial for accumulating the foundation of his transformation skills. And to get such a divine benefit from it, there was also the dark magic of Transfiguration. Even the rate at which its foundation grew was much faster than that of Transfiguration.
At this time, noticing the change in Char's expression, Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel also looked a little surprised. It seemed unexpected that he could actually gain something from these lines. Nicolas Flamel began to explain. "Magic cannot create the substances necessary for life, such as food and water. This is the basic law of Gamp's Transfiguration. I'm sure you understand it. Even the Clear Water Spring spell appears to be able to create clear water, but this water is not drinkable. Even if you drink it, it won't sustain your life. Such are the limitations of magic. Magic can't even create food and water, so naturally, it can't create life either."
But then, Nicolas Flamel changed the subject. "But magic is idealistic. Sometimes, with a strong enough will and powerful enough magical attainments, certain limitations can be broken through or loopholes can be found. The Philosopher's Stone is such a magical product. It can break the limitations of magic, combining countless magical energies into life force. This is the source of immortality. Similarly, turning stone into gold is just another simpler transformation. This is the essence of the Philosopher's Stone. You can think of it as a tool for transforming magical powers of countless natures. But the magic circle formed by these patterns in front of us has the opposite effect. It is the reverse transformation of the Philosopher's Stone, transforming it into countless kinds of magic power, and finally completely dissipating into nothingness."
Char listened attentively to his explanation. At the same time, he stared at the magic circle in front of him. This was the secret underlying the Philosopher's Stone. It was also the highest level of knowledge beyond the boundaries of magic. He didn't know how many people would spend their entire lives trying to get a glimpse of this. And now, the founder, Nicolas Flamel, was presenting it before him without reservation. Countless magic particles were combined and transformed into vitality. Life force was transformed into countless kinds of magic power. Such a change was simply unimaginable. No wonder he had only taken a quick look at these lines and couldn't even understand it. The foundation of Transfiguration and Dark Magic Transfiguration was constantly growing.
He took a deep breath. Between his eyebrows, there were waves of tingling sensations coming from his spiritual pupils. His sixth sense kept reminding him, even if he couldn't understand it now, to watch more. One day, when he understood this process, it might come in handy. Therefore, even if his spirit became increasingly tired under the impact of this incomprehensible knowledge, he still didn't blink, trying his best to see clearly the carvings and those strange symbols, especially the changes after these lines collided with magic particles.
It was at this moment that Nicolas Flamel lifted the Philosopher's Stone and looked at Dumbledore. "Albus, get ready. It's about to begin."
Dumbledore's expression also became more serious than ever, as if the next thing to do was no less than a battle with a top wizard. A moment later, accompanied by the slightest disturbance of magical particles, the two top wizards in the magical world acted simultaneously in front of Char. His eyes widened. Except for the last time Dumbledore had cast the Patronus Charm in front of him, this was the second time he had seen him take action. And this time, he was serious, obviously far beyond that Patronus Charm. And the magical changes caused by Nicolas Flamel's waving of his wand were not inferior to Dumbledore's. After they both waved their wands at the same time, the lines in the secret room emitted brighter and brighter light. Even though he tried his best to see clearly, the present moment was completely submerged in the light. He simply closed his eyes, concentrating on sensing the flow of magic in the secret room.
Soon, he felt it. The location of the magic stone was in the center of the magic circle formed by the patterns. It was like there was a black hole there. Countless kinds of magic of different natures—not only the blazing flames, cold frost, bright light, but also the pitch-black darkness—were all swallowed up by the black hole of the Philosopher's Stone. The magical properties in the stone became something he had never seen before. And when sensing this special magical property, he felt his body instinctively develop a desire. But a moment later, this desire faded. Compared to this insignificant desire, he was more concerned about the changes on his system panel.
Now, the luster of Transfiguration and Dark Magic Transfiguration was rising steadily. These two magical subjects were difficult and obscure. He had already experienced this thoroughly. If he really wanted to make some progress, he had to make unimaginable efforts. In other words, his magical perception had finally been upgraded to the platinum level. This had made the process a little easier, but during this period of time, both Transfiguration and Dark Magic Transfiguration were still at the bronze level. That is to say, there was more or less a silver luster on them. It might take another summer of hard work to truly reach the silver level. Even by the start of the next school year, it might not be possible for both to be promoted. But now, the silver luster on the two transformation spells was spreading rapidly. This scene really made him extremely happy. How could he care about that insignificant and strange desire?
Seeing his performance, Dumbledore and Nicolas Flamel both had a look of surprise in their eyes, especially Nicolas Flamel. It was as if he had let go of his worries. Because once the Philosopher's Stone was activated, it would transform magic power into vitality. This had a strong appeal to any living thing, especially humans. After all, the desire to survive and live longer was simply the "underlying code" of human beings. Even the most gifted wizards were no different from Muggles in this regard. In his mind, he couldn't help but recall the eager look on the face of his former proud student when he had faced the Philosopher's Stone. If only he had noticed it earlier, instead of being blindly confident that he could overcome this obsession... maybe that thing would not have happened. Many tragedies could have been avoided. But now, looking at Char, who seemed not to be tempted by the stone at all, Nicolas Flamel couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Ms. Hufflepuff's gaze was indeed powerful.
Immediately, his mind was filled with distracting thoughts. He looked at Dumbledore, who nodded slightly. The Elder Wand waved, and the light of the magic circle suddenly surged again. Char, with his eyes closed, immediately felt the change in magic power. The black hole where the Philosopher's Stone was located disappeared. Instead, like a supernova eruption, the magic of life was constantly transforming into thousands of kinds of magic with strange properties, gushing out.
This moment, his senses were completely occupied by this magical power of countless natures. He also understood it completely. Why did Nicolas Flamel insist on inviting him to the ceremony of destroying the Philosopher's Stone? Because of the countless magical particles of various properties produced when the stone was destroyed, Transfiguration, especially Transfiguration which specialized in changing the nature of magic, had unimaginable benefits. Magic particles with special properties that were unimaginable at ordinary times and required countless research and changes to obtain... at this moment, in his perception, they were simply countless and could be found everywhere.
And on his system panel, the brilliance of the transformation suddenly began to rise at a much faster speed than before. The silver luster spread to all the words in an instant. [Transfiguration (Silver Level)], promotion! And even after being promoted, its luster continued to grow brighter. The distracting thoughts in his mind were immediately cleared. "For me, that's the biggest reward." He was completely immersed in the countless magical particles of different properties before him.
He didn't know how much time had passed. His perception suddenly became clear. The magical particles that had originally filled his senses were already extremely sparse, returned to their normal state. Dumbledore's voice called out to him. "Char? Wake up."
Then, he opened his eyes. The magic circle in the secret room, those complex and mysterious patterns, no longer existed. The magic stone that had been in the magic circle had also disappeared into thin air. Nicolas Flamel breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, as if a burden had been lifted. "It's over. From now on, there will be no more Philosopher's Stone in the world."
Dumbledore looked at him with a look of awe. "Nico, you made a great decision."
Nicolas Flamel gave a wry smile. He seemed to be regretting something. "I should have destroyed this thing five hundred years earlier. Otherwise—" he trailed off, losing interest.
Char looked serious and bowed to him. "Master Nico, thank you for letting me observe the ceremony."
At this time, in his sight, on the system panel, the Dark Magic Transfiguration was only one step away from the silver level. This alone had saved him countless hours of hard work. What was even more exaggerated was the transformation. It was not just filled with silver luster; there were even tiny specks of golden light twinkling among them. It turned out that it had reached the general upgrade node of silver and gold levels. Moreover, these levels were all driven by the improvement of the Transfiguration branch. He felt that if he could make some progress in the field of Gamp's Transfiguration, a gold-level Transfiguration would be just around the corner. This was the case among students of several grades at Hogwarts. Even seventh-year students who were about to graduate, he was afraid, were all extremely rare.
That wasn't even the whole takeaway. The Severus potion that Professor Snape had once taught him... he had no idea what was going on. This stuff was really too advanced. To change the properties of magic power so that an ordinary potion material could be transformed into the magic power of precious potion materials... the level of magical attainments required was something he couldn't even imagine. But now, the handwriting of Severus's Transfiguration potion had become clearly visible. There was even a black iron luster shining on it. It was close to the Black Iron level. This also meant that it was no longer so far away for him to master this incredible skill. This was because the special magic he had felt this time was too much. It was equivalent to filling in the "database" of Severus's potion transfiguration. This conservatively estimated had saved him at least two or three years. His gratitude to Nicolas Flamel was hard to describe.
Nicolas Flamel waved his hand. "The ceremony was supposed to go on. How much you can gain from it depends on your own ability. Compared to what I owe Ms. Hufflepuff, this little favor isn't even cultivation." As soon as the words fell, he gestured towards Char, as if to draw his attention to one place. Char was stunned for a moment. Following his gesture, he then saw a scene that shocked him. All he could see in the secret room were the areas that were once covered by lines. Some flowers and plants were actually starting to grow. Those were no ordinary flowers or plants, but rather flowers and plants made up of various magical powers such as fire, ice, and lightning. This strange scene amazed not only him but also Dumbledore for its magnificence and mystery.
Nicolas Flamel smiled. "I saw this magical and beautiful scene when I was completing the Philosopher's Stone. Magic blossoms, so gorgeous that they are beyond compare. Today, I destroyed the stone, and the flowers I saw were even more gorgeous than those hundreds of years ago." He said to Dumbledore and Char, "Flowers like this can last for nearly an hour. Then they will dissipate. It's definitely a spectacle not to be missed."
Dumbledore exclaimed in amazement. This kind of scene, even he, who was well-informed, had never seen before. He was filled with admiration for a moment. And Char, after initially marveling at this unique and bizarre sight, then suddenly cried out in surprise. His eyes were burning. It fell on the flowers and plants that were condensed from pure magic power. That up there... lines of words emerged, emitting the clear light of diamonds.
"This is—diamond-level plants?!"
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