Wade had always thought highly of Lupin, but now he found himself increasingly impressed by him.
Though Wade had helped Lupin in many ways, he was well aware that so people, even after receiving help, acted as if the world owed them sothing. They like to dispense advice from on high or endlessly demand more without considering the need for reciprocation.
Then there were those who, feeling ashad or unwilling to give back, might avoid their benefactor altogether, or worse, secretly hope that misfortune would befall the person who helped them—only to feel better about themselves as a result.
But Lupin was different.
Like water, he was gentle yet accommodating. He never looked down on Wade because he was teaching him magic, nor did he beco overly ingratiating because he was employed by him.
If he noticed that sothing Wade wanted to do was dangerous or harmful, Lupin would gently advise him against it.
However, once Wade had made a decision, no matter how odd it seed, Lupin would do his best to see it through without a hint of "I'm doing this for your own good" or probing questions.
This made things comfortable between them, especially for Wade, who carried so many secrets.
Take now, for instance. Lupin didn't ask Wade about what he had discussed with Dumbledore, or where he got his information, or why he wanted to burn down the Gaunt house—a decrepit old shack nearly overtaken by plants.
Instead, he imdiately thought of a plan and got to work.
There was a large, gnarled tree beside the house, its roots were tangled and sprawling. The branches had even broken through the roof, reaching down inside. The glass windows were all shattered, and tall nettles grew thickly, blocking most of the view. The narrow windows were layered with dust and gri.
Fortunately, the vegetation was long dried up, so clearing it wasn't too troubleso.
"Incendio!" (Fire-Making Spell)
With a flick of their wands, Wade and Lupin ignited the dry grass in front of them with a loud whoosh.
If they had let go of their control at this point, the flas would have spread wildly, moving to consu any nearby fuel just like any natural fire.
But they maintained their focus and directed the fire with their wands. It moved along the ground, sweeping around to form a massive circle of fla.
Lupin had already explained many tis the thod for controlling fire.
So wizards enhanced their control by using specific thods: loudly shouting spells, taking on certain stances, staring intensely at the flas, or even using magical tools.
But fundantally, it ca down to having a steady and clear intent, unwavering and unbothered by distractions.
As the fire circle closed, it began to expand outward, slowly moving from the center. Insects and small animals hidden in the grass scurried frantically to escape beyond its edge.
The flas spread at a asured pace. After a wild cat escaped, it paused briefly in the bushes and observed for a while, then darted back to carry away its kitten.
Thick smoke billowed upward, as though a wildfire had ignited in the forest.
The fire circle expanded for several ters before halting, burning everything within its boundary to ash before slowly dying down.
With a flick of his wand, Wade conjured a gust of wind that swept away the black ash, revealing the charred ground beneath.
Lupin followed with a water charm, letting streams of water spray over the area to prevent dried leaves from scattering.
In the end, only the small house nestled under the tree and a patch of surrounding brush remained intact.
Throughout, neither Wade nor Lupin had approached the house.
Looking at the smoke gradually dispersing overhead, Wade turned to Lupin and said, "Let's begin… Though everyone in Little Hangleton is asleep, soone from farther away might spot the smoke and call it in."
Forest fires were serious business; anyone seeing smoke from a distance would likely alert the fire departnt. Luckily, the town's fire station was far away and the road was rough, giving them plenty of ti.
Lupin nodded and said, "Rember what I told you—precise control matters more than sheer power."
"Yes."
Wade put away his usual wand and took out the wand he had picked up from a secondhand shop, a yew wood with a phoenix feather core. He took a deep breath, and cleared his mind to focus entirely.
"Pestis Incendium!" (Fiendfyre Curse)
With a sudden whoosh, a stream of orange-gold fla shot from his wand and hit the large tree next to the Gaunt house, instantly erupting into a ferocious blaze.
Wade held onto his wand, and watched the fire intently. He sensed a faint yet tangible connection between himself and the flas.
Lupin, with his wand ready, stood by, and was prepared to intervene at any ti..
Though Fiendfyre was extrely dangerous and difficult to control, there were spells to counter it. If Wade lost control even slightly, Lupin could create a barrier to contain it, buying Wade ti to regain command.
The fire surged and transford, first into the shape of a hunting dog, as though it were about to lunge at soone, before dissipating abruptly.
Then, a hippogriff erged from the fire, galloping around the house, setting everything flammable alight before rging back into the flas.
The fire continued to morph—first into a dragon, then a phoenix, a niffler, a thunderbird, a wolf, and a chira.
So flew, others ran, and occasionally they tried to break free, only to be blocked by Lupin's water barrier.
Gradually, the movents of the fire creatures beca more agile but stayed within the circle. Lupin glanced at Wade and noticed the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and quietly admired his skill.
Many wizards spend their entire lives avoiding the Fiendfyre curse, fearing they won't be able to control it. Magic is inherently will-based, and their fear of the spell only makes learning it even harder.
Lupin himself learned this spell as a teenager, during the days when he and his friends were bold and fearless, and tackled all sorts of challenges.
Though they despised dark magic, they weren't intimidated by it. Even then, he had to burn plenty of things on the beach before mastering Fiendfyre.
Lupin originally planned to teach Wade the sa way, prepared for him to fail several tis and even to discard a few old wands in the process. But, to his surprise, Wade began to succeed slowly on his very first attempt.
This child before him was a born wizard; he was destined to grow as powerful as Dumbledore. Perhaps he might even surpass him one day.
Lupin squinted slightly, and watched as the flas gradually took the form of a golden bird—almost like a phoenix, yet distinct from Dumbledore's phoenix.
It spread its wings gracefully within the flas, as if flying. Its eyes, seeming to be made of pure fire, appeared to look back at them.
Amidst the flas, sporadic crackling sounds echoed, sotis resembling glass shattering, sotis as if sothing were exploding.
This didn't surprise Lupin.
Given that the place had once belonged to a wizarding family, various enchantnts would undoubtedly be in place. But Fiendfyre's power was imnse, capable of destroying most spells and protections.
However, Lupin's calm expression soon gave way to shock.
From within the flas, he suddenly heard a familiar, blood-curdling screams!
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