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Dumbledore led the way, followed by Professor McGonagall, Professor Trelawney, Professor Quirrell, and several other professors as they rushed into the common room.

The one who had spoken just now was Dumbledore.

Dumbledore's eyes flashed behind his glasses as he looked at Lyon's floating body, unable to conceal his astonishment.

"Albus, why did you come in?"

Snape frowned, enduring the magical fluctuations erupting from Lyon's body as he asked Dumbledore.

Dumbledore stared at Lyon within the magical storm. "The entire castle could feel that powerful magical fluctuation just now."

"Is Lyon having a Magical Outburst? What happened?"

"Lyon was trying to advance his master-level Levitation Charm into a Flying Charm when this suddenly happened."

As Snape spoke, he drew his wand and murmured something. In the blink of an eye, a magical barrier appeared before him, suppressing the immense magic that was about to burst out of the office.

Upon hearing Snape's words, everyone in the common room became agitated.

"A master-level Levitation Charm? You must be joking!" Professor Sprout pointed at Lyon, feeling as though an ancient wad of phlegm were lodged in her throat.

But Dumbledore nodded beside her. "Severus does not joke, and there are witnesses."

"Indeed. I was teaching Lyon spellcraft in my office just now, and he was attempting to advance to the Flying Charm."

"The Flying Charm? That is a spell created exclusively by the Dark Lord, and advanced spells usually require extremely profound magical attainment. Lyon is only a student!"

Professor Sprout shook her head, unwilling to believe it.

"No. Although Lyon is only a first-year student, the spellcraft knowledge he mastered over the summer is enough to rival that of most seventh-years."

Flitwick answered. Although Lyon was not a student from his House, Flitwick was still his Charms professor, and Lyon's remarkable mastery of spellcraft made him feel proud.

"Enough. This is not the time to discuss Lyon's academic progress. The problem now is that we need to suppress Lyon's Magical Outburst!"

Listening to everyone's discussion of Lyon, Dumbledore spoke and shifted their attention back to him.

"I can sense it. The magic within his body has already reached the level of an adult wizard. With the Magical Outburst, it has even reached Auror level. We need to calm this rampaging magic."

"Auror level? Why does he have so much magic in his body?" Professor McGonagall frowned. This was clearly unreasonable.

"I can sense it. It truly is Auror level." Dumbledore narrowed his eyes and waved his wand, conjuring a powerful magical shield that suppressed Lyon's rampaging magic.

Professor Sprout raised her wand and cast a magical shield as well, feeling somewhat bitter. Why did such a genius have to be in Slytherin House?

Although Professor McGonagall's face remained stern, a trace of envy was hidden deep in her eyes. Snape's luck was simply too good.

Slytherin had actually gotten a student like Lyon. Why didn't Gryffindor have such a genius?

"Professor Quirrell, what are you still standing there for?" Snape looked toward Quirrell among the professors.

Quirrell seemed to snap back to his senses. "Oh... oh, I... I'm coming."

Quirrell, his head wrapped in a turban and carrying the smell of garlic, walked over. Behind the turban, from an angle no one could see, Voldemort opened his eyes.

Feeling the intense magical fluctuations and listening to everyone's discussion, Voldemort began to stir.

Such powerful magical fluctuations, and they had come from nothing more than a first-year student.

Compared to his younger self, the boy was no weaker—only stronger!

Most importantly, Lyon was actually attempting the Flying Charm he had created.

It had taken him two years to develop that spell, yet judging from Lyon's current state, he had already barely entered the beginner stage.

Even he was somewhat frightened by such learning speed.

If he could develop Lyon into a Death Eater, or better yet, directly take over Lyon's body, then he would certainly be able to return to his peak...

At the center of the storm, Lyon had his eyes tightly shut as he sensed the enormous surges of magic within his body.

This magic poured out from every cell in his body as though it cost nothing, and the powerful energy made his body feel painfully swollen.

His system panel was also changing rapidly.

[Host Panel]

[Name: Leon Shelby]

[Magic Strength: Level 9 (Level 14 during a Magical Outburst)]

[Talents: 1. Surging Magic: The host's magic strength doubles.

2. Dark Magic Prodigy: You can effortlessly learn and master any dark magic.

3. Spellcasting Genius: You can easily learn and master any ordinary spell.

4. Potions Genius: Potions will bloom with the most dazzling flames in your hands.

5. Magical Creature Affinity: Gain the favor of any magical creature.

6. Transfiguration Genius: Your ability to alter the properties of matter is greatly enhanced. Transforming any substance is effortless in your hands.]

[Mastered Spells: Occlumency (Master), Fiendfyre Curse (Master), Stunning Spell (Nonverbal), Levitation Charm (Master)...]

His magic had actually reached the level of an adult wizard in such a short time!

Levels five through ten were considered adult wizard level, while levels ten through fifteen were Auror level.

Magic at level nine was uncommon even among adult wizards.

He did not understand why merely learning a Flying Charm had caused such a huge commotion.

But this also confirmed one of his suspicions.

If his magic was repeatedly depleted and restored, depleted and restored, then his magic level would rise faster.

This time, learning the Flying Charm had caused a massive depletion of magic, and after it was depleted, a Magical Outburst had appeared within his body.

It seemed that was indeed how it worked.

Only, the pain constantly transmitted by his nerves made him suffer terribly.

He did not know how long it had been. The pain continued churning through his consciousness until, at last, the rate at which the magic in his body was growing seemed to slow.

Lyon sighed in relief. Vast amounts of magic surged through his body as though they had nowhere to vent, and he could sense that this was the current limit of his magical growth.

He slowly opened his eyes.

The next moment, he froze.

Inside the office, fragments of tables and chairs were piled all around. With his position as the center, there was almost nothing left within a full ten-meter radius.

Not far away, Dumbledore and several other professors stood in a neat line with their wands raised, conjuring layer after layer of magical shields to prevent the scattered magic from erupting further.

Lyon frowned in confusion, somewhat at a loss. "Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor Snape..."

Only after the professors sensed the magic within Lyon's body gradually calming down did they all breathe a sigh of relief.

Dumbledore lowered his wand, his eyes flickering as he looked at Lyon.

"Albus, I think he should go to the school hospital and rest for a few days."

Seeing this, Snape spoke from the side. One was always at their weakest during a Magical Outburst.

He did not want the genius who had finally appeared in Slytherin to be left with any hidden ailment.

But Dumbledore raised a hand to stop him. "He needs to vent the excessive magic in his body."

"I heard you were learning the Flying Charm, Mr. Shelby."