"Cypher, catch!"
After waking up in the hospital bed, Cypher was muddleheadedly brought to the Deputy Headmaster's office by Iris, only to find Dumbledore already waiting for him on the sofa, drinking heavily sweetened sugar water.
Seeing him walk in, the professor twitched a finger, and the Sorting Hat flew into his hand.
"Reach in and rummage around. You might find an unexpected surprise!"
It was clearly only a hat, yet when he reached inside, he could not feel the bottom at all.
After messing around for ages, just as even the Sorting Hat could no longer hold back its giggles—
A hard object... Cypher finally touched something.
He grabbed it and pulled it out for a look.
This was... the Sword of Gryffindor?
"Cypher, although you have lost the ability to cast spells, you have not lost your magic. It simply cannot travel beyond your body."
"This sword will help you overcome the difficulties and challenges ahead."
??? Cypher was full of confused Black guy question marks.
"Minister! We don't have enough troops!"
"Even a dragon corpse isn't something a single soldier can handle!"
"We're under immense pressure..."
Listening to the front-line air force commander complain to him through the magical communicator,
the Minister of Magic took a deep drag from a Magical World cigar and exhaled a galaxy.
"I understand!"
With that, he hung up the communicator.
"Notify the Department of Mysteries! I authorize the use of Forbidden Artifact Number Two—the Time-Turner!"
"Yes!"
As long as one did not die... one person could continuously appear in loops and stack themselves within a period of time.
There was no problem with one person becoming an army of thousands.
However... the minister, who had always obeyed Dumbledore without question, had actually begun entertaining the thought of hiding something