"At the end, when I was completely out of strength, I raised my wand one last time. My left arm had already been burned black. I told Elias, 'Come on, this is my duel...'"
"In the end, Elias's spell hit me in the chest, and my spell hit Elias too. Then we both fell to the ground. See this scar? The deepest one? It nearly killed me."
"And after that..."
Roy thought of the Unbreakable Vow Aisling and Elias had made. After a moment of silence, he decided not to mention it. He had already concealed much of his own experience in battle; this was best kept secret as well.
"After that, Aisling pulled me out of a pile of corpses. Then the two of us rode a motorboat north until we ran into Snape and Dumbledore, who were searching for us."
"That's the end of the story. Then I was sent back here. As for Aisling, who you're all worried about—she's still in America, and she has a lot to deal with alongside Dumbledore. So? Wasn't that a legendary experience?"
"..."
Everyone present fell silent. What Roy had just described was a little beyond their ability to comprehend.
What did he mean, he and a Thunderbird had teamed up to rack up 100 KD? What did he mean, he had taken down dozens of Dark wizards by himself in the end? Was he farming a genius young man build on a battlefield? Was a ten-year veteran done pretending and finally switching accounts?
Roy had omitted the fact that he had used a huge number of Dark Magic spells and Unforgivable Curses. It would have been too easy for people to misunderstand.
But even so, summoning massive lightning bolts and killing over a hundred people in one go sounded like