"Thank you for your assessment. This conversation is not one you can take part in yet. Goodbye!"
What had happened in the Room of Requirement had been far too sudden for Harry.
Before he could say anything else, he saw the black-haired witch raise a finger at him as she spoke.
The next moment, a faint glow enveloped his vision.
As the glow vanished, the circular hall disappeared, and the light around him dimmed.
Harry shook his head hard and gripped his wand as he looked around, only to find the scene before him somewhat familiar—it was that enormous room crammed full of all sorts of junk.
"Wizet?" he called tentatively, scanning the surroundings at the same time, but there was no sign of Wizet.
His voice echoed through the room, yet he received no response.
Faced with this situation, Harry frowned and muttered, "I don't know exactly what happened, but with Wizet's level of magic... he should... definitely be fine!"
He scratched his head, recalling the portrait in the circular hall and the two witches with different hair colors. "They feel so familiar! I must have seen them somewhere before."
"Forget it!" After thinking for quite a while, he still could not remember where that sense of familiarity came from. "I should look for that talisman instead!"
He looked at the mountain-like piles of clutter ahead. "After all, the reason we entered the Room of Requirement was to find Voldemort's talisman!"
With that thought, he took a deep breath and, following the method Wizet had taught him earlier, sensed the talisman's location once more.
Once he had pinpointed the talisman's location again, he pointed his wand at the floor and began writing: [Wizet, I'm going to find the talisman first.]
This was magic he had mastered during the "Five-Wizard