For students, listening to teachers lecture was easy, but identifying their own doubts and asking teachers questions was a real test of thought and self-awareness.
After hearing Professor Dumbledore's words, Allen thought for a moment before voicing his biggest question of the night. "Professor, why did my attack have no effect at all on Voldemort when I clearly hit him?"
Dumbledore adjusted his glasses, his expression turning solemn. "Although I did not witness your battle myself, I have a few theories. First, even though Voldemort had weakened to the point of needing to possess Professor Quirrell, the magical power he possessed was still beyond what a first-year student could rival, even if your magic already far surpassed that of other young wizards your age. Second, there may have been defensive magic placed upon the turban at the back of Professor Quirrell's head. Given Voldemort's intelligence, he would not have entered Hogwarts without any protection at all. Lastly, I suspect the spell you cast may not have struck Voldemort. He may have successfully evaded it, leaving it to hit Professor Quirrell instead."
Allen nodded thoughtfully. No matter what, studying soul magic had become essential.
"My child, is there anything else you wish to ask?" Professor Dumbledore mischievously speared a berry with his fork and tossed it into his mouth.
"I want to know what happened to Professor Quirrell. What punishment will he receive?" Allen was somewhat curious. When they had returned just now, Professor Dumbledore had not brought Professor Quirrell with him. What if he woke from the Stunning Spell and escaped?
"Regrettably, although Quirrell regained consciousness twice in between, he likely attempted to resist from time to time after Voldemort took residence within his body. Thus, in his struggle against that incomparably powerful and evil soul within him, his soul