0117 Breaking the Shackles

0117 Breaking the Shackles

Human ambition, like a raging fire, will grow more and more intense with the increase of power.

Bryan is not a saint. In fact, he knows that only those who are dead and gone can be qualified to be saints.

Bryan does not covet power, because he has a clear vision that the core of power is strength. A wizard like Cornelius Fudge, whose power is completely built on the fragile order of the wizarding society, has unstable and ephemeral rights. Bryan's desire for strength is stronger than most people. The source of this desire is partly his biological nature, and partly because the unexpected crossing made him feel his own powerlessness. He eagerly wants to have the power to determine his own destiny, to be the master of his own fate.

And now, this power that can contend with fate is in front of him, within reach, tempting him with its irresistible allure.

As his mood changed, the magic power around Bryan surged violently, like a stormy sea. Ambition was like a runaway wild horse, rampaging in his heart. Pictures appeared in his mind, which were the pictures of him fulfilling his 'dream', he established an epic and magnificent magic dynasty!

Hundreds of thousands of wizards from all over the world gathered together and looked at him in the clouds with extremely respectful eyes. Behind the wizards, billions of muggles shouted his name, as if praising a god.

"What a wonderful picture–"

Bryan closed his eyes and hugged nothingness and muttered, his voice full of longing and ecstasy.

Since humans have civilization, no one can compare with his achievements. Since ancient times, no one has been stronger than him.

He will live forever, his words will be revelations, his statues will be built on the highest place on earth, his greatness will be remembered by the years, and will be remembered regardless of changes in the world and vicissitudes of life! And now, only one step away from all this, that is to pull out the Twin Serpent Staff and submit to the power of the Twin Serpent Staff. As long as he submits to it, he can easily solve the hidden dangers in the wizarding world today. Albus Dumbledore will respectfully hand over the title of 'the greatest wizard of this era' with both hands!

"Just submit."

The soul is the source of magic. Whenever it undergoes a purification or refinement, the wizard's magic power experiences dramatic fluctuations or tremendous transformations. For a talented wizard like Bryan, this change was especially obvious.

With the experience from the last time, he handled this kind of thing much more easily. As soon as he realized what had happened, he activated the magic engraved in his eyes. The vortex rotated at full speed, like a powerful engine. It compressed and stored the misty magic power in his eyes. As this process continued, his eyes turned into a deep purple color, like a bottomless abyss.

"What is this? A blessing in disguise?"

He scratched his hair and showed a wry smile, looking at the two pure purple gems reflected in the water mirror. Even the shape of his pupils became vague. The feeling of fullness and swelling in his body and eyes told him that he had grown stronger again.

This is not to say that he already has the power to crush Albus Dumbledore immediately, but that his actual strength level has once again approached his 'boosted' strength.

"The problem is, how can I see people with this look in the future? I'm afraid even the stupidest people will realize that something is wrong with my eyes."

Bryan felt happy for his breakthrough on the path of magic, but also felt troubled by the small problems it brought. If he didn't deal with it, his appearance would definitely be regarded as a 'freak' by people. After thinking for a while, Bryan turned his wand against his eyes. A strand of silver mist came out from the tip of the wand and floated to his eyes, and piled up into a layer of 'thin lenses' near his eye sockets. As the silver mist disappeared, the color of Bryan's eyes faded at a speed visible to the naked eye until they returned to their original brown appearance.

"Although it can't fool Dumbledore's level of wizard's eyes, other people should not be able to see through this very practical illusion magic. I have to say 'thank you' to you, Professor Lockhart–"

Bryan sighed and dispelled the water mirror, smiling. He remembered how he learned this illusion magic from Gilderoy Lockhart's book on how to make himself look more handsome.

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