In just two or three minutes, Hermione Granger's worldview had been utterly shattered by the two mysterious children before her.
After the wand rolling around on the ground finally stopped blanketing the entire alley with firepower, Hermione approached the two unconscious figures, picked up the shabby wand from the ground, and looked at the broken stick in her hand with a complicated expression.
For some reason, witnessing the supernatural abilities displayed by this mysterious girl had also sparked an intense longing for magic within Hermione. Looking at the girl sleeping peacefully on the ground, Hermione suppressed her fear, copied her movements, waved the wand, and spoke the same spell.
"Imperio?"
Unfortunately, Hermione's first attempt at magic failed.
Unwilling to give up, Hermione continued gesturing around in the dark alley for quite some time. But spells were not something one could learn merely by watching someone cast them once—unless one possessed Ancient Magic and could see the pathways through which magical power flowed during a spell's casting. At present, only Roy and the Ancient Magic King possessed such an ability. In that sense, Ancient Magic was somewhat like the Sharingan. That meant the Ancient Magic King was most likely Madara Uchiha, while Roy was Sasuke Uchiha.
Hermione was discouraged. She had copied the girl's stance and tried many times, but the wand in her hand was just a broken stick and gave no response at all to her calls, as though what had happened earlier had only been an illusion in her mind.
"No, it was all real."
Hermione looked toward the two unconscious children. This was the first time she had examined their appearances and builds from such close range. She had to admit, they both looked rather "special." Each was skinnier than the last, and she had no idea