"Thank you, Marchbanks." Wizet nodded, raised his wand, and gave it a light flick.
Flames sprang into existence, and a phoenix was born from within them.
Faced with the sudden blaze and the phoenix born from it, the Muggle higher-ups felt their eyelids twitch.
If the phoenix's magical gift, which allowed it to appear anywhere at will, had already made them uneasy—
Then the magic Wizet displayed now, creating a phoenix out of thin air, sent a chill straight through their hearts.
Today, Wizet could move from the "Additional Question B" examination site to the observation room like this—but what about tomorrow? What else might Wizet be capable of?
They truly did not dare think any further!
What was more, Wizet could do far more than simply conjure a phoenix.
He had also breached that cubic building!
To the Muggle higher-ups, the cubic building standing in "Additional Question B" was actually a "safe house" built to welcome a new era.
According to their original plan, since they had placed this "safe house" in the "Additional Question B" examination site, they had never intended for any examinee to destroy it.
At least, when they built the "safe house," they had believed it impossible for anyone to damage it.
Yet Wizet had shown them through facts that entering the "safe house" through a phoenix's magical gift was merely one option for him—and that he had plenty of other methods.
If magic were compared to a great tree, then the magic these Muggle higher-ups had understood before was merely the fallen leaves and seeds of that tree called "magic."
What Wizet displayed now seemed to be the full form of the great tree they should have seen all along.
Then they thought of Wizet's age...
And the average lifespan of wizards...
At that