To be fair, Dionysus was quite interested in those wizards who mastered the elements and spirit, particularly the so-called 'Ritual Magic' that was passed among them.
Unfortunately, knowledge of witchcraft is just not available, and with his current abilities, there's no possibility of him creating it himself.
"Roaming above the vault of The Sky, my full-powered Father God...The Monarch who rules Olympus, also dominates The Sky, the oceans, and the mountains."
"In the King's name, I pronounce you guilty."
"Creature of the fallen starry sky... you will face your end."
He murmured what sounded more like a hymn of praise than a spell within his heart.
Dionysus raised his scepter and then hurled it far away towards the Evil Spirit's clone that had just begun to shape the Star Body.
In an instant, the scepter glided through the Void, and finally, forcefully implanted itself into that crimson sphere.