Serena Pendragon took a deep breath and gripped one of the wands they had scavenged in her hand.
Anne Salru stood beside her, holding a bundle of wands in her arms so she could pass over fresh ones at any time.
"I'm starting!" she called softly, then closed her eyes and took control of Voldemort's Squib Legion.
"How is it?" Anne Salru asked when she saw Serena Pendragon's eyelids twitch. "Is it going smoothly?"
Serena Pendragon opened her eyes and nodded. "Very smoothly. This was Vizet's method—how could it possibly not go smoothly?"
"It's almost going too smoothly... I truly hadn't expected that it would be just as Vizet said. As long as I wanted to do it, Voldemort's Squib Legion would become mine."
The entire process of taking over the Squib Legion had been far easier than she had imagined. She had encountered no obstacles whatsoever.
That meant the method Vizet had provided truly had not alerted Voldemort to anything unusual.
A faint smile touched Serena Pendragon's lips. "To be honest... I really want to know what expression Voldemort would make if he found out about this."
"Just imagining the look on his face makes me think it'll be very interesting. After all, he spent so much effort building this Squib Legion, and now it all belongs to me!"
She took a deep breath, her expression turning focused as she loudly warned everyone, "I'm starting! Get ready too!"
"Raging Star!"
A storm-like surge of magical energy suddenly burst outward from her, sending grass clippings and dust rolling away across the ground.
Anne Salru, who stood closest to her, even had to turn slightly and adjust her stance to remain steady.
The original Ancient Magic: Potent Blasting Curse only produced a ball of white light from the wand tip, which