Kingsley Shacklebolt repeatedly waved his wand, combining it with the magic he had mastered himself to reconstruct, as thoroughly as possible, every magical trace that had appeared in the Time Chamber.
He even followed Snape's example and tried every restorative spell he knew, hoping that somehow, Wizet might return.
Though he had only met Wizet a handful of times, descriptions in newspapers and magazines, conversations among retired Aurors, and Dumbledore's assessment had long since allowed him to piece together Wizet's importance in the wizarding world.
In truth, it was not only the wizarding world. Even among the upper ranks of the Muggle world, the wizard they mentioned most often was Wizet.
The number of times Wizet was mentioned even seemed poised to surpass Dumbledore.
If someone like that vanished because of a single accident, it would undoubtedly be a loss to the entire world.
He could already imagine how difficult it would be to speak when he truly had to face Dumbledore, how hard it would be to recount this accident.
Unfortunately, every attempt was futile. Kingsley Shacklebolt could only sigh, lower his wand, and turn toward Barty Crouch Sr.
"Mr. Crouch, I believe you have seen the result as well... The magical traces found in the Time Chamber match Snape's previous account."
After a pause, he added with deep regret, "The power of time is simply too great. It erased everything completely. There is no way to undo it!"
Barty Crouch Sr. nodded expressionlessly and said briefly to Snape, "If that is the case, you may leave."
"Is that so?" Snape raised an eyebrow, making no attempt to conceal the sarcasm in his voice. "I thought... you would do something else."
"For example... take me somewhere and lock me up. The place downstairs seems quite suitable, with all those