Warmth and light are the natural enemies of the Devil's Snare.
Vizette felt the Devil's Snare weaken in his hand and immediately opened his eyes.
As expected, the Devil's Snare, formed from the fingers, curled up like clumps of iron filings, and even the accompanying sensory abilities dissipated completely.
As the flames died down, the lights in the school hospital suddenly came on.
Dumbledore said softly, "Absolutely perfect Transfiguration magic. To achieve this level is truly remarkable!"
He wore a pine-green cloak-like robe decorated with gold buttons on the front, each button bearing the Hogwarts crest.
Vizette blinked, thinking of something—Dumbledore's clothes never seemed to be the same twice.
This contrasts sharply with Professor McGonagall, who favors dark green robes, and Professor Snape, who is obsessed with black robes.
"Good evening, Headmaster Dumbledore!" Vizette said somewhat awkwardly, returning his hand to its original position.
"Are you feeling better?" Dumbledore asked with concern. "I think Professor Snape's potion, apart from its unpleasant taste, is quite effective."
"Actually, the taste was alright, like drinking porridge," Vizette recalled, speaking truthfully. "But the effect was really good; I've recovered!"
"Hmm..." Dumbledore murmured, as if answering his own question, "Is it alright? Maybe next time I can ask him to add some sugar..."
He didn't dwell on the issue and continued, "I heard from Professor McGonagall that you have a great talent for Transfiguration magic and are able to perform high-level Transfiguration of the same species."
"But now it seems that you have not only completed advanced same-species Transfiguration, but also human Transfiguration... To be honest, this can no longer be described as 'very talented'."
Vizette felt his ears burning and waved his hand, saying, "Headmaster Dumbledore, I still have a lot to learn."
"This time, it was mainly because I had a sudden inspiration, and with the book 'A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration,' it just so happened that the Christmas cactus turned into a Devil's Snare."
"A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration?" Dumbledore stroked his beard. "Is it the one borrowed from the library?"
"Yes, there's a message from you on it." Vizette thought of the notes and messages in "A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration" and couldn't help but ask with a smile, "The message is… real?"
"It's true." Dumbledore laughed as well. "Irma Pince has an unusual obsession with the care of books."
The two exchanged a smile, and Vizette felt much more at ease than before.
Dumbledore glanced at Vizette and said in a casual tone, "Half a year had passed, which course did you find most interesting?"
"They're all quite interesting…" Vizette blurted out, "Maybe it's because of me that I'm exposed to the magical world?"
"Treating knowledge equally is a very good quality," Dumbledore said gently. "You're not wrong; this is where British wizards first encounter magic."
"The courses here all have corresponding meaning, and we hope that students can find enjoyment in them and discover the course that interests them the most..."
"We hope that during their seven years at Hogwarts, students can follow their own souls, develop their own understanding of magic, and find the magical path that best suits them."
"Soul? Understanding magic?" Vizette frowned, vaguely sensing the weight of those two words.
"You are still very perceptive," Dumbledore smiled with satisfaction. "Although mastering various forms of magic will allow one to live in the magical world…"
"But to truly embark on the path of magic is to have one's own understanding of magic and know where one should go. Most wizards who want to achieve this are already over forty."
"Next, I'm going to tell you some things that are far beyond what's covered…" He blinked, noticing that Vizette skillfully took out his notebook.
"These are my views on the soul, so you don't need to write them down. We can just chat casually like we're having a conversation."
"Okay," Vizette replied with a hint of regret, placing the notebook back on the table.
"Vizette, what do you think is the difference between wizards?" Dumbledore asked with a smile. "Answer in a more magical way… if you can."
Vizette nodded, and after only considering his life at Luna's house and his time studying at Hogwarts, he finally uttered a single word: "Soul!"
"Yes!" Dumbledore smiled, as if treating the school hospital as a classroom. "The souls of wizards are all different… After all, I've mentioned it so many times, I won't give Ravenclaw any extra points."
"The souls of wizards are all different, so their specialties in magic also differ. For example, Professor Filius Flitwick's talent in charms—did you know he was once a dueling champion?"
"Dueling Champion? I don't know..." Vizette's eyes widened. Although he didn't know what this title meant, he felt that it must be very powerful.
Dumbledore recalled: "During the duel, most of the dark magic could be used... Professor Filius Flitwick did not do so; he defeated his opponent with his masterful charms."
"The sooner you develop your own understanding of magic, the sooner you'll understand what your soul needs, just like Professor Filius Flitwick. Including Professor Sprout, Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape..."
"They have their own understanding of magic, which allows them to better utilize their talents. Just like some wizards might be good at disarming charms, forgetting charms, or wandless spellcasting."
"The soul is so wondrous. There are as many kinds of souls as there are wizards, and as many kinds of talents as there are souls, just like Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans... Each one can bring a new and wonderful experience."
"This is an indescribable process. The professor can only play a supporting role, inspiring you to feel your soul and build your own understanding of magic."
Vizette asked tentatively, "Headmaster Dumbledore, do you think... my soul is inclined towards Transfiguration magic?"
"Yes." Dumbledore nodded gently. "Besides your performance during this period, the Obscurus you bear is also an important basis for my conclusion."
"The Obscurial?" Vizette placed his hand on his chest. "Then shouldn't I have a greater talent for dark magic?"
"Isn't there a rule?" Dumbledore asked with a smile. "No one stipulates that a soul can only have one preference. The soul is a complex and even changeable entity."
"A talent for disarming charms, and proficiency in the extremely difficult Patronus Charm… anything is possible! Vizette, wizards can work miracles, remember that."
"Obscurus is a form of dark magic, but it is not just a form of dark magic…" he said, drawing his wand and waving it gently.
A wisp of black mist emanated from the tip of the wand, sometimes transforming into a black cloud-like shape, and sometimes condensing into a black cone…