Study Days at Hogwarts

After the effect of the Elixir completely disappeared, Harry felt empty in his heart, and the sudden loss of power was really terrible.

Even if Harry tried his best to control the devil's flame in front of him according to Albert's guidance, he still couldn't stop it from losing control.

Looking at the gradually expanding magic flames in front of him, Harry's heart was roaring, but he never had the thought of turning around and escaping. He was still trying to control the magic flames in front of him to squeeze out his potential.

Harry trusted Albert and trusted him to keep him safe.

He also knew very well that his time was running out, especially after the elixir expired, and the insight he had gained from controlling the devil's flame through the elixir would soon completely fade away.

He must seize the opportunity to obtain the maximum benefit instead of wasting the elixir he just took.

Although the Devil's Flame showed no obvious signs of being controlled by anyone, at that moment, several people present could clearly feel that the Devil's Flame had stagnated for a moment, something Harry had not been able to do before.

When the devil's flame spread rapidly and was about to engulf Harry, the devil's flame began to shrink like a deflated balloon. In the blink of an eye, it was compressed by an invisible force into a wisp of black candlelight, which looked safe and harmless. Harmful.

"Very good, it seems that you have gained nothing. Remember the feeling just now, you are one step closer to mastering the Fire Curse." Albert patted Harry's shoulder encouragingly and said something Words of comfort.

Although Harry didn't look comforted at all, he was panting and staring at the devil's flame as big as a candle in front of him, feeling a deep sense of frustration in his heart.

Harry longed to be stronger, to be as powerful as using the Elixir, instead of being as powerless as he was now, which felt really bad.

"Okay, it's your turn."

Albert looked sideways at Hermione and Ron, poured another golden pill from the medicine bottle, and asked, "Who comes first."

"I."

Ron took the initiative to stand up with his hand raised, took the elixir pills handed over by Albert, and began to exercise his ability to break curses through the devil's flame.

He didn't know whether it was because he had no talent or because Ron hadn't paid much attention to breaking the curse at all. The young Weasley's performance in this area was so bad that Albert couldn't help but wonder whether he had practiced seriously before. The undoing of the fire curse.

Otherwise, he shouldn't have behaved like this even after taking Fuling Ling.

For this reason, Ron lowered his head in shame, making Albert wonder if he had taken a fake Felixir.

Hermione, on the other hand, was quite good at resolving curses.

Not only was it possible to successfully eliminate the devil's flame summoned by Harry with the help of the elixir, but even after the effect of the elixir disappeared, the devil's flame could still be slightly weakened by undoing the curse.

If Hermione's power was stronger, there would be nothing wrong with Harry and Ron.

But Albert had no intention of teaching Hermione the Fire Curse from the beginning. The three people's division of labor and cooperation had a higher fault tolerance rate, especially when performing important tasks. Successfully completing the task and surviving were more important than anything else.

Hermione's success made Ron very depressed.

Because after having Hermione for comparison, no matter how you look at it, it looks like Ron is slacking off. Even Harry and Hermione cast complicated looks. Ron's performance was really bad.

"If I can do it a few more times, I should be able to get the hang of it." Harry changed the subject.

"That's impossible. We don't have any extra magical elixirs for everyone to practice with."

"There must be no shortage of Felixir in Albert's place. He can brew the Felixir himself." Harry didn't believe that the Felixir could stump Albert. At most, it would just take a little more time.

To be honest, Harry had never been more power hungry than he was now.

"Don't be silly Harry, unless you really want to experience the after-effects of Felixir."

Hermione felt that Harry was looking at things too simply. It was too difficult and took too long to brew the elixir. It was impossible for them to squander it at will, especially the decisive battle that Albert had mentioned before. It was approaching, and even she could clearly feel the urgency of time.

"Ron, are you okay?" Harry looked at his friend uneasily.

"I feel like a loser."

Ron has been depressed since just now, especially when he found out that his friend had moved a long way forward and he was still where he was, which made him feel extremely inferior and depressed.

It turns out that he is the only one who is not making progress and is standing still!

It's not that Ron didn't work hard, it's just that his efforts were nothing compared to Harry and Hermione's efforts.

In the final analysis, he just made a mistake, which was to place most of his hopes on the Felixir. I originally thought that after taking the Felicity Potion, I would be able to gain the power to lift the devil's flame with the help of the potion, but the result was a huge deviation from what I expected.

"You're just not good at resolving curses. Everyone has their own things they're good at and things they're not good at." Harry comforted.

These comforting words obviously couldn't cheer up Ron, but made him hang his head in shame.

Ron has truly realized the gap between himself and his two friends. As Albert said, this is a gap in belief. From the beginning to the end, he never thought that he would have to give everything to defeat the mysterious man. psychological preparation.

However, Ron was not depressed for long. When they returned to the Order of the Phoenix headquarters, they learned a surprising piece of news from Sirius: the mysterious man was likely to control the International Federation of Wizards.

This kind of thing is simply unimaginable.

"That's the International Federation of Wizards. How could countries allow such an important organization to be controlled by a mysterious person?" Hermione was still a little unwilling to believe that countries would allow their authority to be damaged.

"If you get damaged, you just need to find an excuse afterwards."

Percy, who had been the minister's assistant for a long time, knew the tricks better than most wizards.

"In fact, there are not many ordinary wizards who pay attention to the International Federation of Wizards. Those who really pay attention are their own people, and they have the final say on what to do." Shocking words kept coming out of Percy's mouth, "I I suspect they did that deliberately for the purpose of..."

"To find an excuse to quit this damn wizard war." Moody saw it clearly.

"After all, Babajide, the president of the International Federation of Wizards, suddenly disappeared." Sirius laughed at himself, "Now that there is no evidence to prove that Voldemort has controlled the association, Babajide will probably take the final blame. Who will As for how to make him disappear suddenly, believe me, they are very good at this. "