Upon hearing this.
Dumbledore also stopped searching and turned to look at the sowhat nervous little wizard, his expression remaining calm, "First, I want to know what happened to you."
"If I rember correctly, when you demonstrated magic in Spell Class this morning, your magic didn’t undergo such a change." It was clear that Dumbledore had been keeping an eye on Ian’s condition.
"Uh..."
Ian nodded.
A bit difficult to speak about.
However, seeing Dumbledore’s gaze, he sighed and decided to speak the truth. He told about his attempt to borrow from his magic wand during his noon break.
"As you know, I’ve encountered rlin in the past, and he once told that a force so powerful even he praised it was hidden within my wand’s core."
"So... during the noon break, I planned to discuss with my wand about lending that remarkable force, which seed to belong to the gods."
"I didn’t expect... my wand to be so straightforward." Due to what happened in the lounge before, Ian could only connect what rlin told him to a ti-travel scenario.
Of course.
When it ca to using embellishnts, the little wizard never hesitated. Ian did not conceal the matter of borrowing power, and he also slightly worriedly asked Dumbledore.
"Do you think, this kind of borrowing, my wand won’t later ask for extravagant repaynt terms?" He was still worried about this issue. After all, the little wizard was best at putting himself in others’ shoes.
"..."
Dumbledore had many guesses too, and he even wondered if Ian had received so blessing in the past. However, the situation described by the little wizard made his eyelids twitch wildly.
He understood every word.
But when these words ca together... Dumbledore found it incomprehensible. Negotiating with one’s wand to borrow power? What kind of a stroke had struck to hatch such a sudden fancy!
The key point was it indeed worked... Could it be that there is a wizard for every wand? Dumbledore couldn’t help but glance several tis at Ian’s wand.
He examined it carefully but didn’t perceive the special force Ian ntioned. However, the wand’s core was indeed sowhat unique. It was previously thought to be a unicorn’s feather, but now it seed Mr. Olivander might have been wrong. The reason for the mistake wasn’t of present importance.
"Perhaps your wand is indeed very special, Ian, just as you yourself are special." Dumbledore first sighed, then suddenly changed the topic.
"However, I must say, relying solely on the wand is not enough to summon mythical creatures. A wand is rely an extension of a wizard’s body, a... portable key."
The old headmaster’s theory belonged to the contemporary mainstream view.
However.
It also sowhat conflicted with what rlin had ntioned earlier—logically, rlin’s words were more credible, but Ian thought he shouldn’t think logically at this mont.
A sudden flash of inspiration struck him.
He recalled the raven corpse he used to complete his Animagus form.
Perhaps.
That’s where the key lies.
And the wand truly is a key?
An astonishing thought struck the little wizard—what if... what if the true divine authority resided within the raven’s corpse? The wand might truly just be a key!
Of course, rlin rarely makes mistakes!
But!
He certainly could have been deceived! Ian thought if it were himself, he wouldn’t pass up a chance to play rlin, and as rlin’s ntor, he would definitely know how to hoodwink rlin best.
With this thought.
Ian felt a sudden clarity.
However.
He still had a doubt.
"Professor, even if what you said is right, since I opened so sort of door, shouldn’t more than just the Black Snake Erges from the Hole spell be affected?"
Ian pondered before speaking.
Hearing this, Dumbledore’s brow also twitched slightly.
"Did you use any other magic just now?"
He looked at the little wizard.
"Yes."
The little wizard responded frankly.
"I used the Killing Curse for a bit... and also a modified Lighting Spell for color concealnt, but nothing special happened with these spells."
Regarding the use of the three Unforgivable Curses, Ian has long since stopped being secretive.
Of course.
Hearing the little wizard used this magic in class, Dumbledore’s eye corner visibly twitched again, and he took a deep breath, seemingly to calm himself.
"I think I might know the reason."
True to being the wisest person this century, after a brief contemplation, like discovering so clue, Dumbledore walked back to his private bookcase.
"The Black Snake Erges from the Hole magic is very ancient," Dumbledore’s voice sounded particularly clear in the quiet office, "’Serpens’ is Latin for snake, and in many secret texts, snakes have a deep connection with demons."
His fingers suddenly stopped on a bulky, black leather book, gently pulling it out. The golden letters on the book cover shone brightly under the sunlight: "Dark Power: Spell Transformation."
When Dumbledore turned around.
Ian noticed a flash of complex emotion in the old man’s eyes.
"Thus, so versions of this spell can even be used to summon demons—which, of course, are just legends." Dumbledore’s blue eyes behind his half-moon glasses shone with inquisitive light, "But I believe the situation you are encountering might be related to this magical specificity of connecting with demons."
"Perhaps if you present all your other magic in another form, we might find the answer to the issues you are experiencing." Dumbledore looked at the book in his hand.
His eyes were more animated than when he directly faced mythical creatures before.
After a long ti.
Only then did he pass the book to Ian.
"Alright, professor."
Ian took the book, and the mont his fingers touched the cover, a peculiar sensation traversed up his hand. When he saw all the words on the title page, his pupils suddenly contracted.
He saw.
A small line beneath the title of the book.
"Dark Power: Spell Transformation"
—By Tom Riddle
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