Banishing Charm, Headmaster Dumbledore Didn't Understand Cheat Players

As Charle marveled at Minister Fudge's wisdom, might, and generosity, Dumbledore stared at Charle's seemingly bottomless appetite. After a moment of stunned disbelief, he could not help but smile.

"Generally speaking, Hogwarts considers many factors when deciding which House a child is suited for."

"Sometimes, the Sorting results can be quite unexpected."

"But seeing you, Charle, I can say with certainty that no House suits you better than Hufflepuff."

"I imagine Minister Fudge's heart must be bleeding right about now."

As he spoke, Dumbledore took out a thick envelope and handed it to Charle.

On the envelope were the emblems of a lion, eagle, serpent, and badger—the Hogwarts acceptance letter that had captivated countless children who had watched Harry Potter in Charle's previous life.

"Though it is a little late, and this is not quite the right place, you should still open it and have a look."

Dumbledore winked.

Charle opened the envelope as well. Inside was a passage so classic he could recite it backward, along with a long list of items to purchase.

Charle read it attentively while Dumbledore waited patiently at his side, his face bearing the delighted smile of someone about to welcome a new student.

Yet even Dumbledore probably could not have imagined what Charle was thinking at that moment.

"It's 1991 now. If I remember correctly, Harry Potter started school this year in the original story."

"That means Harry Potter and I are in the same year."

"Tsk, things are going to get a lot more interesting from now on."

Charle had little interest in getting involved in the original plot or personally experiencing the little game of house that Dumbledore had arranged.

But he had plenty of ideas about certain things that appeared in the story.

For example, the Philosopher's Stone that would appear at Hogwarts this year. It was an Alchemical Item renowned throughout the Wizarding World, containing enough magic to create the Elixir of Life.

How many Deduction Points would he get if he ate the Philosopher's Stone?

And before the trials guarding the Philosopher's Stone, there were plenty of appetizers as well.

The Three-Headed Dog was an exceptionally rare Magical Creature.

Roll dog meat three times, and even immortals could not stand steady. It had to be delicious, right?

Then there was Devil's Snare. When he watched the original film, it had looked a little like spicy strips. It should taste pretty good dipped in chili powder.

The Potions painstakingly brewed by Snape, a Potion master, would surely provide no small number of Deduction Points.

In the following years, there would be Dementors, dragons, and all sorts of other things.

There were also so many Acromantulas in the Forbidden Forest. If they were properly farmed, he would never finish eating them. Never!

Not to mention the Millennial Basilisk hidden in the Chamber of Secrets, and Ravenclaw's Diadem in the Room of Requirement...

Just thinking about it made Charle nearly drool with hunger!

Though his total Deduction Points had already returned to one hundred thousand, that was still a drop in the bucket to Charle. It was nowhere near enough.

There were as many spells in the Wizarding World as the stars in the sky. If he wanted to become reasonably well-rounded, he would need to master at least seven or eight spells, right?

Even if they were all low-level spells like the Lumos spell, it would take at least a million Deduction Points to deduce them to a level of formidable power.

Not to mention that higher-level spells consumed Deduction Points at a geometric rate. This was a bottomless pit; no amount of Deduction Points would ever be enough.

Charle could hardly wait to go to Hogwarts and feast to his heart's content!

But before he could feast, Charle felt that the first thing he needed to ensure was his own safety.

It would be a joke if he failed to eat anyone and ended up being slurped down like a spicy strip himself.

For that, he needed greater strength!

And the simplest way for Charle to grow stronger was to acquire another spell to deduce.

Speaking of spells, was there any wizard who knew more spells than the Dumbledore standing before him?

As thoughts flashed through his mind, Charle set down the acceptance letter in his hand and sighed.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, according to what you said, this letter should have arrived on my eleventh birthday, possibly delivered by an owl, right?"

"What a pity. I never got to see that."

"It seems Dak's basement couldn't receive letters from owls."

Charle shook his head, his face revealing a look of regret.

Dumbledore's heart tightened, and guilt overflowed from his eyes.

He had nearly forgotten that this child's eleventh birthday had been spent in a lightless basement, amid the abuse and terror inflicted by a vicious Dark wizard.

What a terrible shadow that must have cast over him!

Dumbledore spoke gently, his expression full of affection.

"I am terribly sorry, Charle. You missed such an important moment."

"But perhaps I can make up for your birthday."

"I can give you a gift. Is there anything you would like? I swear in the name of Albus Dumbledore that, so long as it is within my power, I will find it for you."

Charle's expression, however, was resolute.

"Headmaster, I want you to teach me a spell."

"A spell that can drive away darkness and protect myself and the people around me."

"I don't want anything like this to happen again. The next time I face something like this, I want the power to stop it."

Hearing Charle's words, Dumbledore's eyes lit up with admiration.

He had thought Charle would ask him for some strange and unusual trinket, but Charle wanted a spell—and his reason was to protect himself and others, to ensure such things would never happen again.

Dumbledore felt that perhaps his earlier judgment of Charle had been a little hasty.

This child not only possessed the qualities of Hufflepuff, but also had a Gryffindor side to him.

After his surprise, Dumbledore smiled.

"A spell to drive away darkness and protect yourself and others?"

"Of course. It may sound boastful, but I am perhaps one of the most skilled wizards in the world at that."

"There is a spell called the Patronus Charm that fits your requirements very well, but it is still too advanced for a child who has not yet enrolled."

"How about this? I will first teach you another spell that is remarkably effective against Dark Creatures and Dark wizards. Once you have learned it, I will teach you the Patronus Charm."

"It will be a little difficult at first, but do not lose heart. Keep practicing, and in about one term, I believe that with the mind that has made you famous throughout Britain, you will certainly be able to learn it."

Then, Dumbledore waved the Elder Wand.

Charle immediately felt as though an invisible domain had spread out from around Dumbledore, carrying a warm, holy sensation.

Within this domain, no evil seemed able to draw near. It would be driven away.

Dumbledore explained.

"This spell is called the Banishing Charm. It was originally meant to counter the evil magic of Dark Creatures and Dark wizards. Later, some wizards developed the Muggle-Repelling Charm from it."

"After the Patronus Charm was created, the Banishing Charm was rarely used."

"But in any case, the Banishing Charm remains a very effective spell against Dark Creatures and Dark wizards, and the threshold for mastering it is lower."

Dumbledore then explained to Charle how to properly pronounce the Banishing Charm's incantation and the correct wand movements.

After a while, seeing Charle still deep in thought, Dumbledore smiled.

"All right, Charle. This spell is not something a first-year wizard can learn in a short while."

"Come with me. I'll take you to Diagon Alley to buy some of the things you need..."

Just as Dumbledore stood and prepared to leave, a strange expression appeared on Charle's face.

Hard to learn in a short while?

It would take a whole term?

Headmaster Dumbledore, all that meant was that you did not yet understand cheat players.

The next moment, Charle murmured in his mind.

"Deep Blue, deduce the Banishing Charm."