"If I say it's real, then it's real..."
The once-noisy Headmaster's Office suddenly fell completely silent.
All the headmasters turned to look at Kyle, their eyes filled with disbelief.
They had only assumed that Kyle had made a mistake when writing it. They had never expected him to have done it on purpose.
And using the Cruciatus Curse and the Imperius Curse on oneself—was that really something a normal wizard could come up with?
"They'll die," one of the headmasters couldn't help saying. "No one would use the Imperius Curse on themselves. It could cause the spell to spiral completely out of control..."
"Oh, it's only a possibility?" Kyle blinked, then controlled the Quick-Quotes Quill again, having it cross out a line on the parchment and add some new content.
When Kyle lifted the parchment again, the place that had originally said Imperius Curse now read Killing Curse.
He was not even trying to hide it now. He plainly wanted to kill them...
At that thought, several headmasters turned to look at Dumbledore at the edge of the room.
"This is the student you taught?" Phineas smacked his lips. "Though I'm called the most unpopular headmaster in history, I think I was more competent than you."
Phineas actually disliked the title "most unpopular headmaster in history," and he did not think he had done anything wrong. He had always insisted that someone was targeting him.
But now, Phineas suddenly found that he could accept it.
Being unpopular was one thing; it did not mean he was unqualified. At the very least, his students had all been good children.
Unlike Dumbledore... in his youth, he had been entangled with Grindelwald; in middle age, he had taught Tom Riddle, who had been obsessed with Dark magic; and now in his old age,