Hogwarts and the Atypical Wizard

Chapter 467: The exam is coming. Mag takes the lead in solving people's doubts. Sai said flashb

"Sainth, how are you?" She asked the same question when she met Professor McGonagall in the auditorium during dinner.

"Don't worry, professor," Sainz comforted her, "As long as they don't come directly to my door, nothing can affect me."

"I'm glad you're okay." Professor McGonagall had a serious expression and worry in her eyes.

"How's Professor Dumbledore?"

"Dumbledore..." Speaking of Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall shook her head. "The healer at St. Mungo's said they are still trying. Poppy has also gone to see him, and her conclusion is the same as theirs. We don't know when he will wake up."

"If he could get immediate treatment, he would be fine," Sainz said regretfully, "but he was held back by Voldemort."

Professor McGonagall's eyelids twitched when she heard Voldemort's name. "Yes, that's what the healers said. Dumbledore was actually able to hold on after being poisoned, but he had a fierce battle with Voldemort, which delayed him for too long."

"I believe he can get through it," Sainz said. "It just depends on whether he wants to do it or not."

Professor McGonagall nodded and turned to talk about other things. "The professors of the examination team will be here soon, and they will be led by Professor Marchbank."

"What do you need me to do?"

"No, these professors are all old acquaintances. Um... you can just look after them in the auditorium. I'll be waiting for them in the lobby. You can keep the students in check and don't let them get too curious."

Sainz nodded and said it was okay.

After Professor McGonagall left, Harry and his gang gathered around him. Harry's face was filled with anger. "Sainth, those rumors must be a conspiracy of the Death Eaters. Just..." He looked around and whispered, "Just because you hurt their master."

Ron said loudly, "Yes, we all support you!" Hermione nodded in agreement.

Then Hermione asked with both admiration and curiosity, "Sainth, you, God, how did you do it?"

The curiosity on Ron's face almost turned into reality. "Yes, yes, that's...that's...that's that person! How did you do it?"

Harry also asked curiously, "I didn't see it clearly. I looked down at Dumbledore, and when I looked up again, V... that person ran away! What magic did you use?"

"Want to know?"

The three heads clicked like chicks pecking at rice.

"Come to my office later. There are too many people here."

"Why not go now?" Ron asked puzzled.

"Are you stupid?" Hermione pushed him. "Senzi obviously has work to do. Didn't you see he just talked to Professor McGonagall for a long time?"

"It's nothing, actually." Sainz waved his hand nonchalantly. "The examination team from the Ministry of Magic will be here soon. I'll keep an eye on them to prevent any students from bumping into them rudely."

Not long after, a group of old men and women entered the hall from the main door. Leading the group was Professor Marchbank, a skinny old woman with wrinkles all over her face like spider webs.

Professor McGonagall immediately went up to them and had a warm conversation with them, during which they seemed to talk about Dumbledore. The old lady cursed Voldemort as a biting dog, and then Professor McGonagall led them to the staff lounge for a small banquet.

During this time, many lower grade students curiously gathered at the side of the auditorium leading to the foyer to watch. Fortunately, no one tried to run to the crowd to watch, and Sainz ignored them.

After finishing their work, Harry and the other two followed Sainz to his office.

"Hurry up and tell me, hurry up and tell me!" Hermione urged hurriedly.

"Can we see it?" Ron asked expectantly. "The wand."

"Of course," Sainz went inside and walked around, pretending to take it out from the living room, "This is it, take a look."

"So that's what it looks like," Ron showed off excitedly to Hermione, "So that's what that guy's wand looks like! Look, Hermione, look, there's a hook on the handle."

Hermione dodged for a moment and didn't pick it up. "Probably to prevent my hand from slipping, I guess."

She was not very interested in Voldemort's wand, but more interested in how Sainz cut off one of Voldemort's hands. "How did you do that, Sainz?"

Without further explanation, Sainz waved his wand and conjured up a scale model of Voldemort in the office, with his arms half-open.

The three people's attention was drawn over there.

"He doesn't understand my magic," Sainz said, "I guess he won't be so careless next time." A bright ball of light rose above his head.

Hermione's eyes lit up, "I saw you use it, on the train."

"Yes, a variant of Lumos...don't blink!"

The ball of light flashed.

The hand of the Voldemort model holding the wand slipped away silently and immediately.

"Oh my God!"

"Merlin!"

"cool!"

If Sainz had shot the laser at Volvo's vital parts instead of his hand, Volvo would have died on the spot, but he didn't.

The reason is that it is useless and Lao Fu cannot be killed, so it would be better to design a plan next time to capture him in one fell swoop.

Hermione looked at the ball of light above his head thoughtfully, probably understanding why he said that Voldemort would not be so careless next time.

"Sainz, you saw the scene at that time," Harry asked expectantly, "Do you know what happened? Are those phantoms real? I saw my parents and an unfamiliar old man in there. They all encouraged me not to give up and not to lose to him."

"Yeah, do you know what that is?" Hermione said in frustration, "I have looked through almost all the books on illusion magic in the library, and none of them mention this situation."

Sainz waved his wand to dissipate Lao Fu's model, and then summoned the drink, "That's because you're going in the wrong direction."

"Which direction should we look for it in?" Hermione asked.

"Think about it, why do those phantoms appear?"

"Of course it's because the magic cast by Harry is connected to the magic cast by this wand!" Ron was still looking up and down at Voldemort's wand.

"You mean I should start with the wand?" Hermione suddenly realized. "You must know that, right?"

"That should be a flashback of the spell," Sainz said. "Such a legend is circulated among wand makers, but it is very rare and not even recorded in most wand studies books."

"What's a flashback?" Harry asked. "I said it was my wand jumping up and catching the spell, but no one believed me."

"It must be your illusion, Harry!" Ron obviously didn't believe that the wand would pick up the enemy's magic on its own. "If that were the case, I could also defeat Vol... that guy!"

"Harry, although Ron's words are a bit exaggerated," Hermione also supported Ron's opinion, "but it is really a bit unbelievable!

Do you believe it, Sainz?"

Sainz didn't answer Hermione's question, "Let's talk about the spell flashback first, and then discuss Harry's statement."

After explaining the principle of flashback, he said to several people, "I have investigated. The core of Voldemort's wand is a phoenix feather, and the core of Harry's wand is also a phoenix feather. They should be of the same origin or even taken from the same feather.

These two wands are unwilling to kill each other, and one of them might actually guide the wizard to respond when the other uses the Killing Curse.

What do you think? "