Voldemort's terrified roar finally made Harry look up.
He saw his wand shoot forth a soft golden-red radiance, warm and brilliant, as breathtaking as the clouds glowing across the horizon when the sun sank at dusk!
After Voldemort vanished from sight, Harry no longer seemed divinely powerful.
The radiant glow from his wand swept back up into the sky. The luminous mist it formed was dazzling as lasers for a moment, but under the caress of the ceaseless breeze, it ultimately dispersed completely!
Uh!
Harry blinked in confusion.
His magic had just driven Voldemort away?!
Looking at Sirius again, he found that, like Remus, Sirius had his mouth hanging open as he stared at Harry, his shocked eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.
Alastor, Tonks, Bill, and several others also gazed at Harry with faint reverence in their eyes!
There was no need to elaborate on how powerful and difficult the Dark Lord was.
Even when Amosta went all out, though he had held his own against him, he had not displayed an overwhelming advantage.
Yet a single spell from Harry had sent Voldemort fleeing in disgrace.
Bang—
Professor Breen stepped out of thin air. His expression was not as exaggerated as Sirius's and the others', but Harry could still read complicated emotions in those brown eyes.
"Professor Breen, I—"
Harry moved his lips in bewilderment, wanting to ask a question, but an irresistible wave of dizziness arose from nowhere and instantly swept over his consciousness.
Bang—
Harry's eyes rolled back, and his face slammed heavily into the ground.
Needless to say, this terrified the members of the Order of the Phoenix. Alastor roared for them to hurry and take Harry to St Mungo's.
"What happened, Amosta? Harry, he—"
Amosta remained perfectly calm. He gave the unconscious Harry a