"Anyway, after I was hit by the Elias Curse, I passed out immediately. I don't know what happened after that."
"After that, things were simple. The two of us rode a motorboat north and eventually ran into Dumbledore at the town dock."
Professor McGonagall was shocked to learn about Roy's series of dangerous actions. Although Roy had repeatedly tried to downplay just how perilous his situation had been, Professor McGonagall knew perfectly well how difficult it must have been.
Professor McGonagall, who had always deeply detested Dark Magic, could not bring herself to blame Roy for using the Unforgivable Curses and so much Dark Magic after hearing his honest explanation. She merely shook her head and let out a sorrowful sigh.
"Honestly, this is..."
Professor McGonagall did not know what to say. After a long silence, she forced a smile onto her face, pulled out a large pile of things from her bag, and handed them to Roy in bed.
"This is your armor. After taking it off you yesterday, I cleaned it. This is the first time I've ever seen such an impressive invention. You'll definitely become a great inventor someday, Roy."
Roy took his Exoskeleton Armor. Without Ancient Magic supplying it with power, the mechanical device had locked itself up. Roy infused it with a little Ancient Magic, and the machinery that had been curled into a ball began operating automatically. He checked it over and found no problems.
Using some unknown technique, Roy made the heavy, rigid exoskeleton climb onto his body by itself. With the exoskeleton supporting him again and the Potions he had taken, Roy, whose entire body was currently weak and limp, was finally able to sit up. Seeing this, he smiled happily.
"That feels much better. My strength is back."
Watching Roy struggle