Traveling through Hogwarts, just wanting to have a love affair

Headmaster Dumbledore showed a trace of worry on his face, frowned slightly, and said in a firm tone:

"I still stick to my opinion and don't agree with you going on."

His eyes scanned the students in front of him, worry and concern revealed in his eyes.

At this moment, Harry stepped forward, his eyes full of determination, looking straight at Headmaster Dumbledore.

Harry's voice was firm:

"Principal Dumbledore, I was actually hoping to give it a try as well."

His thoughts changed when he heard that this adventure contained both danger and opportunity.

He knew very well that he would face the challenge of Voldemort in the future, and the opportunity before him was undoubtedly an opportunity for him to greatly enhance his strength.

Rather than being easily defeated by Voldemort in the future, it is better to give it a try now.

Harry's eyes flickered with a desire for victory. He knew that only through constant challenges and efforts could he defeat that powerful enemy.

Headmaster Dumbledore stared into Harry's eyes, as if he read his inner determination.

He opened his mouth to speak, but ultimately remained silent.

Perhaps he understood that no matter how much he tried to persuade him, he would not be able to change Harry's decision.

However, at this moment, another voice sounded again.

"Principal Dumbledore, I am also unwilling to give up this opportunity!"

Everyone turned around in surprise and saw Draco Malfoy standing up, his expression firm and resolute.

Headmaster Dumbledore was very surprised. He didn't expect Draco to choose to continue so resolutely.

He couldn't help but look at Draco curiously, trying to find the answer from his eyes.

Draco said very seriously:

"Principal Dumbledore, you know what? My father and I have completely different views on the world."

"I think only if we have enough power can we change the current situation."

Headmaster Dumbledore fell into deep silence. He turned his head and looked at Ron, as if expecting Ron to help him convince these students.

After all, the reason why he felt comfortable letting Phoenix take the risk was because of the amazing magic control skills that Phoenix had demonstrated last time.

However, for Harry, Hermione and Draco, they do not have such ability!

Ron looked at the people around him, and seeing the determination and resoluteness in their eyes, his heart couldn't help but be moved.

He realized that everyone had found their own path, but he was still hesitating.

At this moment, Ron suddenly felt a strong sense of self-denial in his heart, and he couldn't help but ask himself secretly:

"Can I really succeed? How can a lousy person like me who doesn't even have the determination to become stronger succeed? It's absolutely impossible!"

At the same time, he felt very ashamed because all his companions were brave enough to take on the challenge, but he was the only one who chose to back down.

However, when thinking about the possible danger to his life, the desire to retreat deep in Ron's heart still dominated.

He really couldn't overcome the fear in his heart and could only stand aside silently.

Just when he was about to give up, he noticed that Phoenix had begun to chant a spell.

"Amado, Animo, Animado, Animagus!"

Phoenix's clear voice echoed in the room, and everyone was attracted and turned to look at him.

He gripped the wand tightly in his hand, took a deep breath, and pointed the wand firmly at his heart.

Then, Phoenix drank the potion in the bottle without hesitation, finishing it in one gulp.

Everyone looked at Phoenix worriedly, after all, this was a hell level difficulty!

They were all filled with anticipation and nervousness, hoping that the brave boy could successfully complete the Animagus.

However, as time passed, Phoenix did not change at all.

Everyone started to whisper, worrying whether he had failed.

But then, Phoenix suddenly let out a scream of pain.

His body began to shake violently, as if he was going through a terrible torture.

Phoenix's skin turned red, as if it was burning with flames.

Then his body began to transform, his bones, muscles, and internal organs twisting and reshaping.

Every inch of skin was crushed and then reassembled. The pain was indescribable.

At the same time, Phoenix felt a strange feeling coming over him.

It seemed as if another life had appeared inside him, sharing the same body with her.

He heard two different heartbeats, beating together in his chest, which made Phoenix feel extremely uncomfortable.

Phoenix tried to fight the feeling, but he found it increasingly difficult to control his body.

His consciousness gradually blurred and everything went dark before his eyes.

The image of an animal vaguely emerged in Phoenix's mind. It was a red bird.

Phoenix tried to open his eyes and see the bird clearly, but his vision was blurry.

All he could see was a blur of red and a pair of bright eyes.

Phoenix knew that was his animagus form, and he tried his best to see the animal clearly.

"It looks like a bird, a red bird?"

Soon, the animal's silhouette became clearer, and Phoenix was surprised to find that it looked very similar to Fox.

It was a phoenix, a fire phoenix to be exact.

Phoenix suddenly remembered the white phoenix that the black figure mentioned, and once again turned his gaze to the fire phoenix whose body was burning with blazing flames.

A feeling of determination surged in his heart. He clenched his teeth and opened his eyes suddenly, revealing his three-magatama Sharingan.

At the same time, he used illusion to hypnotize himself, causing the fire phoenix in his eyes to gradually transform into a white phoenix.

“For Astoria, I must succeed!”

Phoenix endured the waves of severe pain in his body and made up his mind secretly.

Although he didn't know what the real White Phoenix looked like, he couldn't care less at the moment.

At this moment, outside, everyone watched Phoenix's painful expression.

Flames suddenly appeared on his body, but surprisingly, they disappeared quickly.

The flames were seen dancing on Phoenix's body, as if playing with him.

But strangely, Phoenix's clothes were intact and showed no signs of being burned.

Grindelwald frowned and thought to himself:

"Given Phoenix's ability to control magic and his extraordinary mental strength, this situation shouldn't happen!"

"What is going on? Could it be that my judgment is wrong?"

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