Wizet still needed to further refine the magic capable of deflecting or even ricocheting bullets, optimizing the casting motions and related aspects.
The earlier round of live combat testing had given Wizet quite a few ideas.
While Paul Smith and the others got to work, he could take out his Notebook and record those ideas, then continue refining them when he had the time.
By the time he finished that part, Paul Smith and the others had also wrapped up their work.
Besides completing the searches, Paul Smith and the others had separated the family members according to whether they were No-Majs or wizards, gathering them in the open space where the entrance hall had originally stood.
Wizet walked over and looked at Paul Smith. "Mr. Smith, sorry... I was organizing some thoughts just now. I didn't hold things up for too long, did I?"
"Of course not!" Paul Smith said, waving his hands repeatedly. "We only just finished searching them and gathered them together."
"There should still be a few guests. I'll invite them over now..." Wizet raised his wand and waved it toward the distance, casting Ancient Magic: Improved Summoning Charm.
The Obscurus Core pulsed, channeling Ancient Magic Power through his wand.
"Invite them over?" Paul Smith was the first to react, an idea surfacing in his mind. "Mr. Lovegood, the guests you mean... could they be the ones who fired rockets at us earlier?"
"Yes." Wizet nodded. "They only kept running and didn't provide any new clues, so I invited them back."
Hearing the exchange between Wizet and Paul Smith, the four Hit Wizards looked into the distance expectantly.
The manor grew noisy. The No-Majs and dark wizards panicked, praying that Wizet was merely talking and could not actually accomplish something so terrifying.
If he truly could