A little wizard that not even Headmaster Dumbledore could predict?
You know, the Headmaster is a legend in the wizarding world, and his most mysterious and magical ability is predicting the future and the past.
As McGonagall, who was once Dumbledore's student, her admiration for him is undeniable.
But now, this Headmaster, who holds a very important place in her heart, tells her that there is a wizard that not even he can predict.
And he is a new wizard of Muggle descent who has never received any magical training!
This couldn't help but surprise McGonagall.
She stammered and opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.
"There's more to it than that."
Dumbledore continued, "This boy has enormous talent. Even without training."
"He can cast spells without a wand."
"He even cast a very perfect Flying Charm."
McGonagall covered her mouth in surprise and unconsciously cried out, "Ah!" McGreg finally understood why Dumbledore was laughing.
Compared to the little wizard named Aaron the headmaster had mentioned, the Miss Hermione she introduced wasn't excellent.
Even... mediocre.
Although he didn't want to admit it, it was a fact.
Being able to learn complex flying spells without a teacher, her talent was probably unprecedented at Hogwarts.
"Not only that, in Ollivander's Wand Shop."
Dumbledore recalled the scene; the shock in his heart still hadn't subsided:
"As soon as the boy received the wand, he cast a very difficult Defense Against the Dark Arts spell."
"Patronus Charm!"
Hearing the Patronus Charm awakening, Mag cried out in disbelief.
"Don't worry, it's not over yet."
Dumbledore was very pleased with McGonagall's reaction. Remembering the moment when she had been shocked, it took him a while to calm down. McGonagall said in a lost voice, "Isn't it finished yet?!" Her vision was a little blurry.
"Uh... that girl."
"There's more than one patron saint."
"It's extremely rare... No! There's never been a twin patronus in the history of magic!"
"That's the first time I've seen it."
Dumbledore finished speaking slowly. He only spoke of what he could reveal: talent, ability, and patronus.
Besides, Professor McGonagall was a student she trusted the most.
However, she also omitted an important piece of information, such as the magic of the twin wands. The wands were too rare, and revealing them might worry the Death Eaters.
As for Harry, the mortal enemy of the mysterious man in her prediction, after the wand exploded,
he was also a little confused.
Could it be that her prediction was wrong?
Ever since he met Aaron, the little wizard, he often began to doubt himself. After hearing Dumbledore's story, Professor McGonagall felt a black screen before her eyes.
Her body softened, and she fell to the floor.
It wasn't her fault, because the information was too shocking!
Even if one of them were revealed, it would send shockwaves through the entire wizarding world.
If the Daily Prophet found out, it could be on the front page for a whole year!
Seeing that Professor McGonagall was about to fall, Dumbledore rushed to support her.
"Are you all right, Professor McGonagall?" Dumbledore asked worriedly.
Professor McGonagall leaned on Dumbledore to steady herself and murmured dazedly, "Good heavens! Am I dreaming? Hermione... Hermione..."
Suddenly, Professor McGonagall stopped murmuring, leaned into the professor's arms, frowned, and sniffed gently.
She smelled something special. That smell made him want to hug his teacher and inhale it for a while.
"Hmm? Professor McGonagall? Why are you blushing?"
…
[Ding, sequence 001 detected: Clean door, passive activation: After cleaning, you will have a faint smell of catnip on your body; this smell will make cute cats fall in love with you.]
"Hmm?"
In the lab, Teacher Aaron, who was soldering, was stunned for a moment.
He stopped working and
"What a mess!"
"What's wrong with the system?"
He grumbled and continued with his unfinished work.
Soon, the noisy sounds of soldering, micro-explosions, cutting, electronic tuning, wind and rain, and reading in the lab gradually ceased.
"Done!"
Aaron pressed the mask and the black baffle lifted, revealing a transparent glass cover. Gears and mechanical equipment were scattered everywhere, and Aaron was wearing a one-piece black rubber suit with a short tool suit on the outside. He wore a homemade hood and looked like a Victorian-style workshop expert.
In front of him stood a silvery-white robot that was a head taller than him.
The robot's upper half was humanoid—especially its two palms!
The lower half had a disc-shaped cockpit design that could hold objects and had wheels underneath for movement.Aaron was very satisfied with this robot, and its function was also simple and crude.
[Clean robot: It will eliminate all the dirt it sees, passive: Please don't be too sloppy in front of it, because its 9-inch big slap will hit you hard in the face!]
"Well, not bad."
Aaron nodded with satisfaction. Tomorrow, he will move the Coke machine and the robot to the Broken Axe.
He suddenly felt sleepy. He didn't sleep the night before and was excited all day in Diagon Alley today.
In the afternoon, he made two reliable robot helpers at high intensity.
Even though the child has an extremely strong spirit and magic, it is inevitable that he can't hold on.
Leaving the laboratory, he went up to the bedroom on the third floor.
Soon, Master Aaron, who had been busy all day, fell asleep on his 118-inch bed.
…
The sky gradually darkened, and the red sun gradually dimmed.
In the Malfoy family manor in Wiltshire, southwest England. After a day of running around, Mr. Malfoy, who was tired about getting his wand for the first time, dragged his body towards his room.
"Coooo."
On a big tree in the manor, a fat green parrot quietly watched the blond boy below enter the room.
A hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.