"Occlumency was first used to resist mental interference. You know, a long time ago, many magical creatures had the attribute of confusion. Now, it is mainly used to resist Legilimency."
Dumbledore tells Xifa.
"Legilimency is not a magic you can learn now. This magic is two-way. If the caster cannot suppress the will of resistance of the caster, legilimency will be countered."
Xifa quickly asked, apart from Occlumency, is there no other way to resist Legilimency?
Xifa is still worried that his secret will be stolen by the dark wizard.
"As far as I know, there are. However, it requires extreme emotions. For example, extreme love, extreme protection, extreme happiness..."
"Isn't it okay to have extreme hatred, murderous intent, desire for destruction, etc.?"
Xifa frowned and asked without thinking.
Dumbledore heard this and rubbed his temples.
"Of course, but I hope you don't fall into this life full of negative emotions."
"Um... I just said it casually. I am used to considering both sides and opposites of things."
Xifa understood that Dumbledore was worried that he had gone astray, so he quickly explained.
"Well! I hope you remember that no matter how dark it is around you, you must hold on to that ray of sunshine in your heart."
Dumbledore nodded.
"Everyone has their own understanding of Occlumency. Someone else's way may not be the best for you."
"I suggest you learn the Patronus Charm first. Once you learn this magic, you will have a focus in your heart and can better learn Occlumency. By the way!"
Dumbledore took out a book from the bookshelf.
It says - Organize your brain.
This is what Westerners don’t understand.
"I think it will be helpful to you."
Dumbledore gave up and winked playfully.
"Professor, what do you think is the dividing line between white magic and black magic?"
Xifa put the book into his pocket and asked solemnly.
Dumbledore was very surprised, even shocked.
"You...wait a minute, Xifa, can you still cast spells without a wand?"
Dumbledore suddenly stood up, took out his wand, and turned on all the protective magic in the office.
Even Fox, who was dozing off, was woken up by him.
So serious? Xifa felt uneasy.
"Xifa. Let this cup float."
After closing the curtains, Fox breathed out a golden flame and lit the chandelier above his head.
Dumbledore turned around and ordered Xifer.
"Uh..."
Xifa had a habit of wanting to say the levitating curse, so he closed his mouth.
With a flip of his hand, the glass floated steadily and quickly in the air.
Dumbledore's eyes instantly lit up.
He took out his wand, pointed at it, and muttered something in a language he couldn't understand.
For a long time, Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief.
He turned around and looked at Xifa with a complicated expression.
Watch the war between France and Spain. After all, Dumbledore has an ex-con Grindelwald.
Fortunately, Dumbledore didn't do anything.
He took out a shabby magic book from the hidden compartment of the bookshelf, without a cover.
Just handed it to Xifa.
"Xifa, try to see if you can release these curses."
Xifa was a little confused. From what Dumbledore said, he couldn't release him. What could I do?
But Dumbledore had no reason to frame himself.
Xifa starts reading here.
Dumbledore and Phoenix were watching from the side, still maintaining martial law magic.
"It's a very simple fireball technique. You only need to use your own magic power to communicate with the outside world to release it."
Xifa quickly finished watching the first magic fireball.
Although it is far more complicated than the blazing flames of the textbook.
However, in the past life, there were descriptions of the unity of heaven and man, the refining of qi and transformation into gods, etc., allowing Xifa to easily understand the vague expressions.
For example, there is a sentence in the book that says to let the outside world listen to your call.
I believe the locals will definitely sneer at it.
Wizards are self-centered, and all magic is based on themselves and their wands.
In order to better focus his mind, Xifa specially stretched out a finger to guide himself.
Facing the wooden board Dumbledore had prepared in front of him.
A fireball as tall as a person bloomed from Xifa's fingertips.
Dumbledore quickly cast the Iron Armor Curse around him.
When the smoke dissipated, the wooden boards were completely gone.
"Professor, is there something wrong with this magic? Do you need me to express my thoughts?"
Seeing that Dumbledore's expression was incomprehensible, Xifa cautiously probed.
"No need, I understand this magic, but its power is far inferior to yours."
Dumbledore clicked his fingers, and a small flame like a lighter appeared.
Xifa was silent.
"The problem...the problem is big. Xifa, do you know? What you just cast was the magic of the house elf!"
The scene was completely silent...
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"Fox!"
Dumbledore called softly to break the silence, and the beautiful big bird came to his raised arm.
The bird's body is covered with fiery red feathers, and it has a permanent aura of comfort and encouragement.
Xifa, who felt like he was suffocating, recovered.
He gasped heavily.
"Xifa. Besides me, who else knows that you can cast spells without a wand?"
"Elise and Luna. Once was in Gringotts. It was too chaotic at that time and no one should know about it. The other time was on the Black Lake when I was enrolled in school. I stopped Elise from falling into the lake."
Dumbledore stroked his chin, and after a long time, he asked again.
"Your wand...show me your wand."
Xifa handed his wand to Dumbledore without hesitation.
After checking, there is no difference between it and a regular wand.
Seeing Dumbledore frowning, Xifa thought for a moment and took out the half-finished product that was blackmailed from Ollivander.
"This is?"
Dumbledore was a little puzzled, and Xifa explained what happened in Ollivander's wand shop.
After listening, Dumbledore's eyes sparkled.
He brought the wand to the table and took out some materials.
Even Fox sacrificed a tail feather.
After a lot of work, a wand was remade.
"Give it a try!"
This time, when I hold the wand in my hand, it no longer feels like it's sucking me in.
Like a sensory amplifier.
My perception of the outside world has become more acute.
With a slight wave, a ribbon of fire emerged from the tip of the staff, and the ribbon of fire continued to move around him, like an arm moving fingers.
There is no feeling like the wand absorbs the magic power after chanting a spell.
You know, before, I was suffering from magic and sucking my own magic power, so I only practiced it a few times and communicated with the world a few times.
"Western method, this is the oldest wand-making technique, an ancient technique before the appearance of the Elder Wand and even before the establishment of Hogwarts."
"I want Fox to give you a blessing."
Surprisingly, with Fawkes' help, it squatted quietly on top of Dumbledore, waiting for Xifa's answer.
"What do you need me to do?"
Xifa asked back without hesitation.
"I'm so happy that you can trust me so much!"
When Dumbledore saw that Xifa had no intention of forcing himself, he smiled responsibly.
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