Soon, the group made their way through a maze to Dumbledore's office.
By this time, Dumbledore had already used Transfiguration to transform this place into a magical dueling arena.
Dumbledore, on the other hand, stood smiling in the center, holding the Elder Wand in front of his stomach as he looked at Harry.
" Headmaster Dumbledore," Harry greeted Dumbledore with a grin.
Hello Harry.
Kayson looked around. There were clearly no extra chairs in this dueling arena, and even Dumbledore's chair was nowhere to be found.
So I simply put a staircase in the corner and sat on it, which felt a bit awkward.
However, he soon realized that he had nowhere to put his hands, so he used two signs to make two handrails, and then calmly watched the duel between the old man and the young man not far away.
It wasn't just Kayson who discovered this was the scene of a duel; Harry noticed it too.
At this moment, in the eyes of the natural-born warrior Harry Potter, the smiling Dumbledore standing in front of him seemed to have something strange on his head.
Oh, he figured it out, it's a health bar, a long, touchable health bar.
" Headmaster Dumbledore, what's going on?" Harry asked, completely bewildered.
Although he intuitively knew that Dumbledore likely wanted to fight him, he still needed to know why he wanted to fight.
A person needs to know what they are fighting for.
Dumbledore smiled and said, "There's no particular reason. I just feel like I haven't gotten to know you in a long time, like how much your magic has improved."
"And now, perhaps it's time for us to test it out."
Harry raised an eyebrow. "Examination?"
Dumbledore nodded. "Of course, with our wands!"
As he spoke, he placed his wand on his chest and bowed slightly to Harry. Upon seeing this, Harry hurriedly took out his wand and placed it on his chest, bowing in one smooth motion.
Furthermore, Harry's bow was much less formal and less precise than Dumbledore's.
You may not know that Jiang Boyue of Tianshui became the last great general of the Han Dynasty precisely because of his politeness.
If he were impolite, he would have been eliminated by Yun Da Nu long ago; how could he have become a general...?
At this moment, Harry had the exact same thought: when facing an invincible enemy, one must be polite to the death! Maybe it's because of politeness that one doesn't die in the end.
Of course, Voldemort is an exception.
"Here's what we'll do, Harry. If you can knock this wand from my hand, you win. How about it?" Dumbledore said, showing off the Elder Wand in his hand.
" Expelliarmus!"
Harry followed the old-school dueling wizards' signature move of loudly chanting, even though it wasn't particularly cool, and he also incorporated the new generation of wizards' unique zero-frame start.
Meanwhile, Dumbledore's wand spun and flew into Harry's hand.
"It's obvious, Harry, you've won." Dumbledore smiled and looked at Harry.
"You can leave now. I am very satisfied with your results," Dumbledore said with a smile.
Harry nodded somewhat bewilderedly, as if he still couldn't believe that he had so easily knocked the wand out of Dumbledore's hand. Then he heard Dumbledore's voice behind him.
"I knew it! It's not over yet! Are they going to deduct points from my score? Make things difficult for me? Or something else..."
" Harry, I have a wand," Dumbledore said quietly.
"Huh?" Harry suddenly shook his head, then remembered that Dumbledore's wooden wand was currently in his hand. He quickly realized what was happening, chuckled sheepishly, and handed the wand back to Dumbledore with both hands before dashing out of the office.
Dumbledore waved his wand, and the familiar office was filled with new faces.
However, Kayson was somewhat embarrassed to find that the chair on the stairs was located inside the fireplace.
"Damn idiot!" Kayson jumped out of the fireplace. Luckily, the wizard fireplaces were all extra-large, enough to fit Hagrid, let alone Kayson.
If it's a small fireplace, you might get stuck in the wall and start losing health with a crackling sound.
It's beyond words to describe how tragic it was.
"Quick, quick, give me a Scourgify, I'm covered in ash." Kayson coughed twice after coming out of the fireplace and said to Dumbledore.
The latter, looking disgusted, cleaned up Kayson's chair before sitting down in his own.
"What do you mean by calling Harry over? You said the duel was going to be this intense?" Clean-cut Kayson asked, finally having a chance to speak.
Dumbledore pulled out his Elder Wand and shook it. "For this."
" The Elder Wand?" Kayson raised an eyebrow.
"That's right. The Elder Wand is both loyal and disloyal. By disloyal, I mean that if someone defeats you in a duel, even if it's just disarming you, it will change its allegiance."
"And loyalty means that even if a wizard far, far stronger than the one wielding this wand tries to kill the one wielding it, he is destined to fail, because he will not harm his own person, not even with the Killing Curse." Dumbledore speaking, took a sip of water, intending to moisten his throat before continuing his explanation.
After all, he didn't expect Kayson to understand the deeper meaning of what he was saying; ultimately, he would have to explain it himself.
So instead of waiting for Kayson to ask a question later, it's better to explain it yourself later.
However, this time, Kayson Dumbledore.
"You mean, this wand won't hurt Harry no matter what, but using the Killing Curse will definitely kill someone. So if that person isn't Harry, it can only be someone else, or perhaps Voldemort's soul is inside Harry, right?" Kayson raised an eyebrow and said.
Upon hearing Kayson's guess, Dumbledore quickly drank his water faster, because if he didn't speak up soon, Kayson would say it all!
Kayson continued, "But there are risks involved, after all, it could potentially harm the person who attacked Harry with the Elder Wand... so..."
At this point, Dumbledore finally finished his water. "So I'm going to have Voldemort be the villain who uses the Elder Wand, what do you say?"
Kayson raised an eyebrow. "That's a good idea, but what do you plan to do?"
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A Garan, so sleepy, so tired.