". Nothing more than three points. First: Like many abhorrent black magics, the power of Fiendfyre largely depends on the violent emotions of the caster. This extreme thinking makes Fiercefire difficult to control, and Fiercefire After successful casting, it will fuel the anger in the caster's heart, which makes Fiendfire further uncontrollable."

Ignoring Rita Skeeter's question, Amosta talked about his understanding of Fiendfyre, a profound dark art, to the reporters and Ministry of Magic officials present at the meeting.

To be honest, this is a very precious opportunity. To be able to get a wizard who is as powerful as a great magician to teach his experience in person, for those wizards who are interested in the path of magic, no amount of gold Galleons can be exchanged.

Amosta's steady voice made many people unconsciously immersed in it. Even Rufus let go of his preconceptions for a while and listened carefully to Amosta's explanation.

"Based on the first point, if you want to successfully release Fiendfyre instead of burning yourself with fire, you must have outstanding magic power control. Even though most wizards have the magic power to release this magic, they die because they don't have enough control power. In the backlash of fire.

Magic power is an important medium for Fiendfire. The flames that store the wizard's violent thoughts will actively devour all high-concentration magic power deposits in the space. Normally speaking, this means that all life or objects with magic power will face extinction when they approach Fiendfire. disaster. "

"So what?"

Rita Skeeter noticed that people's attention had been successfully diverted away, and the smile on her face faded after a bad feeling, and she said coldly,

"Mr. Blaine, maybe people should marvel at your accomplishments in Fiendfyre, an extremely evil black magic, but this just represents"

A professor for real, Amostar knows how to deliver an engaging presentation. Rita Skeeter was still stalking, Amosta's wrist was shaking slightly under the eyes of everyone, and the wand automatically slipped into his palm.

"Next, I will show you the fire magic that killed Greyback—"

As soon as Amosta finished speaking, a row of senior management standing behind him froze in unison.

In the entrance hall of the Ministry of Magic, showing Fiendfyre in front of reporters from all over the world, this joke is too big!

Cornelius Fudge immediately thought of the sea of ​​flames that seemed to engulf the sky that night on the outskirts of Hogsmeade. It was a powerful magic that he had never seen before, that wizard who could not even mention his name. In those years when he robbed the magic world, because of the existence of Dumbledore, he has never been so high-profile!

"Wait, Amostar, you can't do this!"

Fudge, who had white hair on his forehead, turned pale with fright. Did Amosta want to show off his Ministry of Magic? He wouldn't be so angry that he wanted to kill Rita Skeeter!

Responding more quickly, Rufus grabbed his own wand in the same way as Amosta's wand was in his hand. His face was ashen, his arm slammed down, and a red light of the Disarming Curse burst out of the air with a whistling sound. .

Less than ten feet away, the curse light appeared behind Amosta instantly after leaving the tip of Rufus' wand. In the eyes of everyone, this rising star might have made a fool of himself in public!

Today's event will definitely be published in the news headlines. Amosta Bryan was disarmed by the head of the Auror Office of the British Ministry of Magic for trying to release Fiendfyre in public. This can already be regarded as an out-and-out scandal.

hum--

And just at the very moment, behind Amosta, a magic vortex formed by silver and blue intertwined suddenly appeared. The black abyss in the center of the vortex was like a black hole, and the fierce disarming curse was like a moth to a flame, easily was swallowed by the black hole without causing any waves.

And Amosta didn't realize it, he smiled and didn't turn his head back, the movements of his wrists were as gentle as dancing, and the nimble and lovely canaries, whose bodies were constructed of different-colored flames, fluttered. The tip of Amostar's staff popped out and danced under the peacock-blue ceiling as hundreds of people watched in amazement throughout the hall!

These lifelike canaries have different colors, and when they spread their wings from one side of the hall to the other, people seem to see gorgeous fireworks blooming above their heads.

"These firebirds." Someone was dazzled, "They can actually sing?"

You are right, these birds are making crisp and clear calls while making various difficult flying movements. Maybe most people think that this is nothing special, but only those who know how to do it know that it is possible to do this. How amazing.

Even with flames from the ordinary Fire Charm, there are very few wizards who can control the flames to transform into birds, let alone... oh well, if that's really Fiendfyre.

The reporter from France with beautiful wine red curly hair was attracted by these dexterous flame birds. She forgot that the birds might be transformed from fire, so she couldn't help stretching out her hand towards the air, and the person who noticed this scene Amosta let a bird from the flock land straight on her hand.

Exclamations erupted one after another in the hall, and some timid wizards even covered their eyes!

"How does it feel?"

Amosta asked.

"It's warm."

Caressing the fluffy Yu Yan of the fire bird, the female reporter said blankly,

"I understand what you mean, Mr. Blaine. But, are you sure——this isn't created by the 'flock of birds' spell?"

Pat——

Amosta snapped her fingers, and the flame canary in the female reporter's hand rose into the sky, darting like a peregrine falcon hunting down from a high altitude, and hit a white welcoming posture on the edge of the hall with a bang. on the statue.

Boom!

In an instant, the statue was engulfed by raging demonic fire, and the nearest reporters fell to the ground with screams, staring at the statue that seemed to be on the phone like a snowman encountering a blazing sun, speechless in horror, but just now The female reporter at the hospital was also so frightened that she lost her voice.

Yaque was silent, Amosta took out a piece of parchment from his arms and threw it in the air, the parchment fluttered into Rita Skeeter's arms.

"The magic I use is indeed related to Fiendfyre, but it cannot be defined as Fiendfyre. The approval in your hand is the application for improvement of Fiendfyre that I submitted to the Experimental Spells Committee of the Ministry of Magic two years ago. You can see Yes, it has Mr. Gilbert Whymper's signature on it.

I changed the root of this magic, the new magic is easy to control, it no longer uses the violence and anger of the caster as fuel, and it will not actively seek high-concentration magic sources to devour to strengthen itself, and even the terrible power of Fiendfire With a certain restraint, I gave this magic a new name - 'Spiritual Fire Curse'. "

Amosta smiled and looked at the shocked reporters, and took the time to tuck his wand back into his sleeve,

"In other words, is there any problem with it being a 'legal' spell, Ms. Rita Skeeter?"

"You're confusing the public, Blaine."

Another ugly Rufus Scrimgeour, turning blue, whispered through gritted teeth, but Fudge immediately gave him a stern look, then gave Amosta an appreciative look, and as for It doesn't matter whether the license Amostar took out is real or not, even if it is fake, it can become real immediately after the press conference is over.

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