Orland scratched the back of his head and nodded in sudden realization.
"You're finally back to normal," Kayson said with a sigh of relief.
Orland shook his head. "No... it's just that I suddenly realized I have one more person to kill."
"You want to kill Voldemort?" Kayson sat down helplessly, looking at the incredibly excited and radical young wizard in front of him, not knowing how to persuade him to let go of his obsession with killing Grimm.
There's also the question of how to make him reassess his own strength. Having the intention is good, but if he really acts impulsively and sends a curse upon Voldemort...
Isn't this just voluntarily claiming reimbursement for your entire family's household registration? How many pages is that? Can you handle that many?
"Then Professor, I'll take my leave now." Orland said quietly.
Upon hearing this, Kayson shook his head vigorously, as if it were a drill. He now had no doubt that if Orland left him for a second, Maple Luo would be brutally murdered in his own home the next second.
These days, even young wizards have some tough skills, and they're not just ordinary tough guys.
"How about we erase Maple Luo's memories of her and the Amortentia?" Kayson asked.
"Looking for Professor Dumbledore? I remember he had a Pensieve, didn't he?" Orland said.
Kayson shook his head. " Dumbledore no morals. He might be secretly looking at it himself. Let's go to St Mungo's's and find Lockhart. He is the world's foremost memory master."
After saying that, he stood up. "Of course, before that, we need to pick up Maple Luo also. What do you think of this plan?"
Orland stood up awkwardly. "Ya."
Soon, the two appeared in the backyard of Green Castle. Maple Luo was on the grass directing her younger brother, House-elf, to massage her legs. Then, upon hearing the roar, she instinctively looked up.
Professor Kayson? Hmm... I don't know what it is.
Then he shifted his gaze to the side.
Orland? Holy crap? I'm doomed!
However, the next scene did not show Orland directly pulling out his wand and waving it at her with Tom's Magic Green Light.
When Kayson raised his voice and started calling out to her parents, it gave the impression of... a marriage proposal?
Maple Luo stared blankly at Kayson and his father, who were running out in the distance and chattering incessantly. In the end, he unwittingly followed Professor Kayson and Orland to St Mungo's's.
Wait a minute? Why Orland looking at me so strangely? I haven't done anything to offend him. How rude of me.
And so, Maple Luo returned home in a daze to continue his holiday, while Kayson and Orland returned to Hogwarts.
"How about that? Are you satisfied now?" Kayson said with a sigh of relief.
" Voldemort." Orland's stubbornness and inflexibility gave Kayson a faint sense of impending doom. He should have just taken Maple Luo to St Mungo's's instead of telling him the truth.
"Killing Voldemort is an adult's business. It's too far away for a fifth-year wizard like you, isn't it?" Kayson sighed and comforted him.
"Hmm..." Orland leaned back on the sofa in silence. "I still think I should try my spell."
"That would alert Voldemort. You're safe at Hogwarts, Hogwarts your family isn't," Kayson said.
"Then Professor, why don't you try it for me? Voldemort has already been kicked to death by you countless times, like a stray dog on the street... That's what Dumbledore told me before," Orland said excitedly.
" Dumbledore really tells you everything." Kayson sighed and picked up the notebook again. "What's the principle behind this magic?"
Orland stood up on his own, pulled over a portable blackboard from a short distance away, picked up the chalk, and began to speak on it.
This is when Orland's astonishing teaching talent began to shine through.
Knowledge entered Kayson's brain in a very strange way. Even though Kayson eventually couldn't hold on and his consciousness began to drift off to sleep, that knowledge still braved the elements and entered his mind.
A series of tapping sounds woke Kayson from his dream, and he couldn't help but give Orland a thumbs up.
"The Primordial Holy Body... Really, you are this one!"
Orland flipped the blackboard over again. "Then, Professor, can you demonstrate for me?"
Kayson waved his hand and put the blackboard back on the side. "I'll demonstrate it for you directly, so you won't need to use the blackboard anymore."
As he spoke, he pulled out the Newborn Magic Arts book again. Kayson had known about the concept of compound magic for a long time, but he had never played it as skillfully as Orland, who could suddenly blow someone's head off from thousands of miles away.
As the saying goes, Hogwarts is a place of outstanding people and abundant resources, and the young wizards are all incredibly fierce.
As for the basic principle, it uses a basic spell to find people. This spell was originally extracted and learned by ancient wizards from the bloodline of pigeons and owls. It can be used to find the person whose name is on a bird's body by flying thousands of miles away.
However, this method was useless against Voldemort. Voldemort had long ago cast a secret spell on his name, and this spell was not difficult; almost any Dark Wizard knew it.
So this can be understood as... nonsense for Kayson.
Orland, the young wizard, was still too inexperienced and his actions were not entirely harmless.
Even after removing the tracking spell, the entire composite magic remains incredibly powerful.
Kayson simply used the Newborn Magic Arts Book as a means of casting spells and the Mysterious Era Source as the energy for casting spells. In conjunction with the Enchanted Inscription as a magic circle for positioning and locking, he successfully blasted a huge mushroom cloud deep in the Forbidden Forest.
Later, the Time-Flow Pocket Watch.
Hmm... that's how the Time-Flow Pocket Watch works.
"Professor... who did you kill?" Orland asked in confusion.
Kayson didn't answer him; after all, he couldn't very well say that he had modified someone else's long-range single-target attack magic into a close-range large-scale area-of-effect attack.