Stunning Talent, the Patronus Charm?!

At Charle's words, Dumbledore's movements abruptly halted. Even his expression slipped out of control for once, revealing shock, astonishment, and disbelief.

"You—you said you've already mastered the Banishing Charm?"

Dumbledore's voice rose several notches.

"Charle, you should know that while this spell is slightly less difficult than the Patronus Charm, it is not much easier."

"Many upper-year Hogwarts students, even after years of magical study, are unable to cast this spell."

"And you haven't even entered Hogwarts yet. This is your first contact with magic..."

Charle simply smiled at Dumbledore.

"Headmaster, the reason is simple. I'm a genius."

"Geniuses have always been different. If I'm not mistaken, Headmaster, while you might not have been as gifted as I was when you were young, you must still have been far ahead of your peers."

"Geniuses tend to astonish people. Headmaster, I'm sure you understand that deeply."

After a brief moment of stunned silence, a smile appeared on Dumbledore's face.

Though he himself had been a genius, he might not have measured up to Charle as a child?

That was quite an interesting thing to say. Dumbledore had not heard such words in many years.

Still, this child before him was said to have been the most gifted student in the Muggle World, achieving unimaginable results in every subject he pursued.

Perhaps it really was possible?

After a moment's hesitation, Dumbledore turned around and drew a Wand.

Unfortunately, it was not the Elder Wand Charle had hoped to squeeze a few more benefits from, but the Wand Dumbledore had received from Ollivander all those years ago.

Charle could not make out its exact wood or core, but there was no doubt that a Wand suited to Dumbledore—especially the teenage Dumbledore—was anything but ordinary.

After taking a deep breath, Charle accepted the Wand from Dumbledore.

The moment it entered his hand, the Wand showed its temper.

Charle could practically feel the resistance and disdain emanating from it.

Who are you?

I was once Dumbledore's Wand.

Even if I was cast aside after Dumbledore obtained the Elder Wand, I am not something an ordinary person can wield.

Charle raised an eyebrow and looked up, meeting Dumbledore's amused gaze.

Dumbledore blinked.

"Charle, this was the first Wand I ever used. I selected it with great care at Ollivander's."

"Well, my temper wasn't very good when I was young, so the Wand suited to me was equally proud and unruly."

"How does it feel?"

This Wand seemed to be Dumbledore's test of Charle's claim that he was a "genius."

More gifted than Dumbledore had been back then?

Then at the very least, he should be able to earn the recognition of Dumbledore's former Wand.

In response, a teasing smile curled across Charle's lips.

Wands had tempers too?

That was quite nice. He only hoped its toughness could match its temper.

Charle had previously taken a Wand from Dak, but after he cast the Eternal Blazing Sun Spell, that Wand had been unable to withstand the violent magical fluctuations and cracked all over.

When Charle then barely managed to cast a Laser Spell, that Wand shattered directly into fragments.

Now, Charle's eyes flickered slightly as they fell upon Dumbledore's former Wand, and he mused inwardly.

How about using you to cast an Eternal Blazing Sun Spell?

You'd better hold on.

The next moment, the Wand, which had been brimming with resistance, seemed to sense Charle's steadily gathering magic and the terrifying spell he was about to cast through it.

Flowers and fireworks immediately burst from its tip, filling the air in an instant.

If the Wand could speak, it might have shouted, "There cannot be two suns in the sky. Charle is the only sun in my heart."

Dumbledore, who had been watching with interest, was taken aback by his former Wand's complete lack of dignity.

No, that wasn't right. Although he had not used it for many years, he remembered this Wand's personality being nothing like this.

It had always sneered at things like spraying flowers and fireworks. How had it become like this now?

Had being neglected for too long made it lonely?

While Dumbledore was still stunned, Charle felt the now-obedient Wand in his hand, grinned, and gripped it tightly. With a flawless motion, he swung it in the gesture for the Banishing Charm.

The next moment, an invisible, intangible field of magic spread outward, filled with warmth and a sense of safety, enveloping the entire room.

At the sight of this near-perfect Banishing Charm, even Dumbledore could not help crying out.

A moment later, he looked at Charle with an awestruck gaze.

"Charle, I cannot find a single flaw in that Banishing Charm."

"Perfect. It was as though you had practiced it day and night for decades. I have never seen a more perfect Banishing Charm."

Dumbledore could not help asking, "How did you do it?"

Charle answered with righteous seriousness.

"I accomplished all this through my talent and hard work."

"Factors other than talent and hard work: zero!"

Hearing that, Dumbledore could not help sighing.

"Talent and hard work?"

"What astonishing talent."

In a daze, he seemed to recall how, back then, the Hogwarts headmaster of that era had looked at him with the same gaze and spoken similar words.

Dumbledore had never expected that, after so many years, one day he would look at another young man with the same eyes and say the same things.

The Charle Evans before him was undoubtedly a magical genius who surpassed him!

That filled Dumbledore with a sense of excitement.

For all these years, he had blamed himself for failing to properly guide Tom Riddle, allowing him to ultimately become Voldemort, a scourge upon the Wizarding World.

Now, he had encountered a student even more gifted than Voldemort.

Perhaps he could make up for his past mistake and guide Charle Evans onto the right path.

Especially since Charle Evans was different from Voldemort back then. Voldemort had only been interested in profound Dark magic, while Charle clearly had greater enthusiasm for Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Then he could not dampen Charle's enthusiasm. He had to guide him toward White magic and teach him the magic of love.

Dumbledore's gaze became fervent.

"Charle, I told you before that once you mastered the Banishing Charm, I would teach you the more advanced Patronus Charm."

"Since you have accomplished that now, I cannot go back on my word. Watch carefully. This is the Patronus Charm, which the vast majority of adult wizards can never cast in their entire lives..."

Dumbledore swung his Wand, and Charle's heart surged with excitement.

The Banishing Charm could be derived into such a powerful spell as Dust-Free Land, so what could the Patronus Charm be derived into?

And what would his Patronus be?