The newly formed words 'Black Magic Transformation' shimmered with a profound, dark iron luster.
At this moment, Sharl's thoughts were drawn away from the paper recording the knowledge of Black Magic Transformation.
He took a deep breath, admiration and respect evident in his expression.
It had to be said.
Black Magic Transformation was indeed radical.
The various changes and modifications targeting flesh and blood were practically the Magical World's "bio-technology."
It was hard to imagine how many samples had to be accumulated to discover the patterns of magic's effect on flesh and blood.
Behind this, it was probably no exaggeration to describe it as a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
No wonder Snape said that if one merely dabbled in such things and was discovered, the result would be to rot in Azkaban until death.
But no one could deny that the Transfiguration principles contained within Black Magic Transformation were truly unique.
If Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration and Tollerman Transformation constituted the content of "traditional Transfiguration."
Then Black Magic Transformation had opened up a new path—flesh and blood Transfiguration.
Then.
Sharl's gaze fell back on the system panel.
He saw that the Bronze Level Transfiguration text, which was originally there, had its bronze luster become richer and more solidified.
This was originally impossible.
Because Sharl's Magic Perception had stalled his progress in Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration and Tollerman Transformation.
He couldn't advance any further.
But now, with Black Magic Transformation reaching the Bronze Level.
These two relatively more traditional forms of Transfiguration also absorbed some nourishment from it, becoming more complete.
Professor McGonagall's words once spoken came to Sharl's mind.
"Whether achieving mastery in Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration or Tollerman Transformation."
"Both are considered Transfiguration masters."
"But in the past hundred years, only three people have simultaneously reached the pinnacle in both these fields of Transfiguration."
Now it seemed.
Perhaps, this wasn't entirely accurate.
There was also the path of flesh and blood Transfiguration.
Among the two generations of Dark Lords, Lord Voldemort needless to say.
He was undoubtedly a master-level existence on this path.
As for Grindelwald.
Being expelled from Durmstrang, a school known for its Dark Arts.
If one said he hadn't dabbled in flesh and blood Transfiguration in his youth, it's likely no one would believe it.
During the days Dumbledore spent with Grindelwald.
He should have also studied this field.
At least he had some involvement.
"So their strength, it's highly possible that they researched Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration, Tollerman Transformation, and even flesh and blood Transfiguration to an extremely profound degree, which then accumulated into magic beyond ordinary imagination."
A sense of emotion also arose in Sharl's mind.
The mysteries of magic, the closer one got, the more profound they seemed.
Dumbledore, Lord Voldemort, these Wizards standing at the pinnacle of magic.
The more he pursued them, the more distant they felt.
No wonder even a powerful and talented Wizard like Snape.
Felt genuine fear when facing Dumbledore and Lord Voldemort.
As if they were not on the same dimension at all.
And after the emotion.
Sharl took a deep breath.
He focused his mind on the present.
Perhaps in the future, he would have a day when he could rival Dumbledore and Lord Voldemort.
But the path had to be walked one step at a time.
He still had to focus on the present.
His gaze continued to sweep across the system panel.
The initiation into Black Magic Transformation, besides improving the original Bronze Level Transfiguration.
Also caused an unexpected change in a Charms.
"Serpensortia?"
Sharl's gaze fixed on Serpensortia.
He saw that an additional line of information had appeared after it.
[This Charms is affected by Black Magic Transformation and receives an additional boost]
Sharl's expression immediately showed surprise.
A moment later.
A glint of extraordinary light burst forth from his eyes.
He had suspected before.
Although Serpensortia was given to him by Lucius Malfoy.
The style of this Charms clearly felt a bit out of place with the House of Malfoy's style.
It was more like magic bestowed by Lord Voldemort.
Now, he could almost confirm this point.
Precisely because it was a Charms created by Lord Voldemort, it not only contained the theories of traditional Transfiguration.
Flesh and blood Transfiguration, which is Black Magic Transformation.
Also encompassed a lot of its content.
When his Black Magic Transformation reached the Bronze Level.
Serpensortia would also be able to display more profound mysteries.
If Black Magic Transformation continued to improve.
The power of this Charms should still be able to climb further.
No wonder Lord Voldemort, in the original work, during the Ministry of Magic battle, when fighting Dumbledore, used this Charms to summon countless venomous snakes.
With his Black Magic Transformation attainment, the power of this Charms had already reached an astonishing level!
Then.
Sharl's eyes showed a hint of anticipation.
He wanted to see what specific changes Serpensortia had undergone.
The next moment.
Sharl waved his wand, thrusting it forward fiercely, and simultaneously let out a low cry.
"Serpensortia!"
A puff of smoke erupted from the tip of Sharl's wand in an instant.
Immediately, the smoke transformed, changing into a large venomous snake.
Sharl had repeated this process thousands of times.
He was already more than familiar with it.
But at this moment, after learning Black Magic Transformation.
He suddenly had a strange feeling.
What if, during the process of the smoke transforming into a venomous snake, he used the power of Black Magic Transformation to modify the snake's flesh and blood?
Subconsciously.
His wand trembled slightly.
The venomous snake formed by the condensed smoke.
The flesh and blood within its body actually began to wriggle frantically.
In a moment.
The venomous snake's body shrank by a circle.
But the malevolent aura it exuded had surged significantly compared to before.
Its fangs gleamed with a cold light.
And the next second.
Two streams of venom suddenly shot out from its fangs like crossbow bolts, flying nearly fifty meters before finally landing on the ground, emitting a foul, fishy smell.
Seeing this, Sharl's expression showed a hint of joy.
Just now, he had used the knowledge of Black Magic Transformation to modify the flesh and blood of the venomous snake created by Serpensortia.
Allowing it to spray venom through its fangs without having to bite the opponent.
At the same time, its flesh and blood density were also enhanced.
Although its size had shrunk by a circle, its strength and speed had greatly increased.
In this way.
The combat capability of this venomous snake, compared to before, had improved by more than just a little!
Even if it encountered an Acromantula again.
It shouldn't be easily torn apart anymore; at least it could entangle it for a longer period.
Sharl's mood was excited.
Dark Arts, as expected, was something strongly related to combat.
Even a slight dabbling in it would lead to an increase in combat capability that no other magic could compare to.
No wonder so many Wizards were immersed in the pursuit of Dark Arts.
However, a moment later.
Sharl's excited mood also returned to calm.
He was also very clear.
If Dark Arts could truly allow Wizards to easily reach the peak.
Then the current Ministry of Magic building should be built in Knockturn Alley.
Why would Knockturn Alley become a gathering place for a group of secretive Dark Wizards?
It could be studied, and it indeed had its merits.
But one could only take its essence and benefit oneself.
And not be immersed in the quick power of Dark Arts, forgetting one's foundation instead.
That would be putting the cart before the horse.
Sharl's foundation was planting.
All magic, in the end, served the purpose of growing trees!
At this moment.
With his mind calmed.
Sharl's gaze fell on the third group blood emerald.
Compared to before.
The condition of this group of blood emeralds was even worse.
They looked extremely withered.
Even the reward light spheres on them were faint and dim.
Seemingly ready to extinguish at any moment.
Before, Sharl couldn't see any clues.
But now, after learning Black Magic Transformation, Sharl could finally find the root of the problem from the tangled magic.
What Lord Voldemort had said before about the blood emeralds was indeed accurate.
The blood emeralds cultivated with the blood of two 5X-level magical creatures.
Inside them, the magic of the two types of blood was clashing and consuming each other.
This was why this group not only failed to successfully transform from Luminous Mushroom into blood emeralds.
But also withered day by day, on the verge of death.
To change this situation.
A third type of blood, comparable to a 5X-level magical creature, had to be introduced.
After modulation, the three types of blood would each play their respective roles.
In this way, it should be possible to give birth to blood emeralds much more powerful than the previous two groups.
Sharl's eyes flashed.
Thoughts flickered in his mind.
According to the theory of Black Magic Transformation, the balance of blood magic also had its nuances.
The blood he used to cultivate the third group blood emeralds came from Dragons and Acromantula respectively.
One was a magical creature of the sky, and the other was of the land.
The third type of blood introduced should preferably come from the ocean.
Only then could it achieve the best harmonizing effect.
Thinking of this.
And recalling the oppressive feeling transmitted by Lord Voldemort through the parchment.
Sharl's palm tightened slightly.
His growth rate still needed to accelerate.
Whether it was to find pute fruit for cultivation.
Or to obtain the blood needed to modulate the third group blood emeralds.
The North Sea, it seemed, was inevitable.
However, marine magical creatures were generally much larger than those on land.
Often tens of meters in size.
Records of magical creatures like the Kraken were basically all over a hundred meters.
The difficulty was imaginable.
Taking blood from them was much harder than dealing with an Acromantula.
Even Sectumsempra might not be able to cut through their thick skin.
Even if it could cause a wound.
It would be no different from a human being pricked by a toothpick.
As for entering the water for close combat...
No matter how confident Sharl was in his Legendary Power and Legendary Life.
He wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous.
After all, the difference in size was simply too great.
"I need a more effective means to deal with the marine magical creatures I might encounter."
"It's best if I don't need to use it."
"But if the time comes when I need to use it, I can't be without such a means."
Sharl's gaze swept across the abilities on the system panel.
However, his offensive means were not many to begin with.
Coupled with limited magic power.
He searched around but couldn't find any effective means to counter these types of sea beasts.
Until the end.
Sharl's gaze still lingered on the recently learned Black Magic Transformation.
His eyes showed a thoughtful expression.
Black Magic Transformation could modify flesh and blood, imparting different properties to them.
Or amplifying the inherent properties of flesh and blood.
And one of the most prominent characteristics of Sharl's blood was its extremely vigorous vitality.
At the same time, after acquiring the Poison ability.
Specific toxins, controlled by Sharl, could be secreted in his blood.
At this moment.
A flash of inspiration struck Sharl's mind.
He certainly wouldn't modify his own body.
But could he use his own blood as material, utilize Black Magic Transformation, combine the vigorous vitality and toxins in the blood.
To create a means specifically for large magical creatures?
After much thought.
He couldn't go the "physical means" route.
Perhaps he could only rely on this "chemical means."
Immediately.
Sharl cut his wrist and squeezed out a tube of fresh blood.
Then he waved his wand.
On the system panel.
The words 'Black Magic Transformation' lit up.
A magic power, different from the Transfiguration Sharl had used before, acted upon this tube of fresh blood.
Sharl immediately had an illusion.
As if the fresh blood had come alive, subtly wriggling.
And when the effect of Black Magic Transformation ended.
Sharl frowned.
There was good news: the toxins in the blood did indeed produce some effect under Black Magic Transformation.
And even after the change, these toxins were still under the control of Sharl's [Poison] ability.
As for the bad news.
It was clear that Sharl's understanding of Black Magic Transformation was not yet sufficient.
The change in the blood was quite far from his estimation.
The effect of the toxin had probably become one that would cause the poisoned person to suffer incessant diarrhea after it took effect.
In short—it went wrong.
Fortunately, Sharl had never hoped for a single success.
Anyway, with Legendary Life and enhanced blood production capacity as a safety net.
Let alone one tube of blood, even hundreds or thousands of tubes would not have any impact on Sharl.
Soon, he squeezed out another tube of fresh blood.
And continued with the transformation.
As for the tube of fresh blood that had just been used for Black Magic Transformation.
Sharl thought for a moment.
"Don't waste it."
"Let the Two-Faced Man drink it, just like feeding a dog."
"Next time the toxin acts up, he'll have another symptom."
Immediately.
Sharl poured this tube of fresh blood onto the parchment.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Looking at the fresh blood welling up on the parchment.
Quirrell's mind also heard Lord Voldemort's voice, filled with joy.
"Good."
"Very good."
"This little one has already started blood modification so quickly."
"He truly has the potential to fall into darkness!"
As for the blood modification not succeeding, in Lord Voldemort's view, that was not an issue at all.
How could Black Magic Transformation be so simple?
Lord Voldemort controlled Quirrell's body and greedily drank the tube of fresh blood.
Immediately.
He then wrote on the parchment.
"Junior."
"Congratulations on embarking on the path to seeking higher levels of magic."
"Remember, flesh and blood Transfiguration, like ordinary Transfiguration, requires a firm will."
"But ordinary Transfiguration requires a strong will to make things change."
"As for flesh and blood Transfiguration, it requires a blasphemous, twisted will—""
After writing these words of guidance for Sharl.
Lord Voldemort also instructed Quirrell.
"Quirrell."
"You should drink all these modified fresh blood that Sharl sends over from now on."
"That way, I can also sense this little one's progress in Black Magic Transformation."
"When he completes his first modification."
"That will be the time when I completely turn him into a pawn lurking by Dumbledore's side."
Quirrell nodded in agreement immediately.
However, when Lord Voldemort fell back into slumber.
Quirrell felt that the fresh blood he had just drunk.
Seemed to make his stomach ache faintly.
A little uncomfortable?
But a moment later, the feeling disappeared.
Quirrell didn't pay much attention.
"It must still be the nausea from drinking human blood."
And at this moment.
Sharl looked at Lord Voldemort's guidance on the parchment.
His eyes moved slightly.
"Blasphemous, twisted will?"
He seemed to have grasped something.
He waved his wand again, performing Transfiguration on a new tube of blood.
On the system panel.
As Sharl waved his wand repeatedly.
The dark iron luster of Black Magic Transformation began to deepen.
Tube after tube of modified blood continuously flowed onto the parchment.
Time flew by.
In the blink of an eye.
Another three days passed.
Sharl waved his wand lightly.
In a test tube before him, the bright red blood suddenly seemed to come alive.
It began to wriggle violently!
Chapter 160 Powerful, Blood, Modulation
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