"Mate, what just happened?"
A spectator asked his friend beside him, looking bewildered.
"I was about to ask you. Was that really a dragon?"
They took another close look at the Hungarian Horntail in the projection.
It was an enormous, lizard-like reptile covered in scales.
Its tail bristled with spikes, and gouges several meters long scarred the hard ground everywhere-the damage left by the dragon's casual flicks of its tail.
All of that testified to the dragon's terrifying destructive power, yet now the Hungarian Horntail lay motionless on the ground.
"How did he do it?"
Ordinary wizards had always lacked any real understanding of the strength of the greatest wizards. They knew Dumbledore was powerful, for instance, but had never known just how powerful he was.
This was the first time the power of a truly top-tier wizard had been displayed unmistakably before wizards across the globe.
The shock it delivered was beyond anything anyone could have imagined. So wizards... could be this powerful?
That dazzling light seemed to have stung certain people's eyes.
The headmaster of Castelobruxo turned his head stiffly. Now he finally understood why Dumbledore had said that.
"You'll find out soon enough."
Soon enough, indeed!
This was a fourth-year? Was this the sort of strength a fourth-year should possess?
Even he was somewhat stunned by the power contained in that spell.
Could he defeat that Hungarian Horntail himself? Of course. It would not even be particularly difficult.
But could he bring it down with a single strike, as this young wizard had?
The headmasters pondered for a long time, finding themselves strangely reluctant to voice the answer.
"He used some method to temporarily increase his power, didn't he?"
The headmaster of Uagadou suddenly asked, his dark face looking rather angry.
"Albus, methods like that have