Dumbledore’s gaze once again fell upon the stone spikes and the roughly shaped stone lion.
As a top-tier Transfiguration master, it was easy for him to judge the caster’s approximate level.
Judging from the details, the other party had probably not been practicing Transfiguration for very long, and the things they had created were somewhat crude.
However, genuine opportunities in battle often appeared in only an instant.
These stone spikes and the stone lion had clearly been created within an extremely short period, so their lack of refinement was completely understandable.
If the caster had been an adult wizard, this performance wouldn’t have been particularly astonishing.
The problem was that the two children in front of him appeared to be no more than eleven years old.
If they had truly defeated the Hidebehind using Transfiguration, then it would absolutely be considered an astonishing achievement.
Many young wizards of the same age couldn’t even successfully cast the Lumos Charm.
Dumbledore quickly sensed the traces of magical power remaining on the two children and immediately confirmed that the boy had been the one controlling the Transfiguration just now.
The reason was very simple.
The magical fluctuations around the boy were completely identical to the traces left behind on the stone lion and the ground spikes.
Although Dumbledore had already guessed the result beforehand, when he actually saw that still-childish face, he couldn’t help feeling an uncommon shock.
How old was this child?
He could already accomplish something like this!
Whether it was his level of Transfiguration or the decisions he made when facing danger, everything proved that this boy was far beyond ordinary children his age.
In Dumbledore’s eyes, he was not only quick-minded and exceptionally talented in magic, but also possessed remarkably strong psychological resilience.
When faced with a dangerous magical creature like a Hidebehind, very few children could suppress their fear and calmly search for a way to fight back.
Even stranger was that Dumbledore himself couldn’t explain why.
Perhaps it was because this boy was simply too outstanding?
“Oh my, what a delightful surprise…”
A relaxed and pleasant smile appeared on Dumbledore’s face.
It seemed that Hogwarts might welcome a Transfiguration prodigy this year.
Minerva would surely be very happy when she found out.
Just as Dumbledore was thinking this, the phoenix Fawkes, who had been perched on his arm, suddenly spread his wings and flew straight toward Blake!
“Ding! Detected intense shock.”
“Ding! The system is generating a chest for the host!”
“Ding! Congratulations, Host. You have obtained a Gold Chest!”
The system’s voice continued echoing in Blake’s mind, and this time, the reward was another extremely rare Gold Chest.
But Blake didn’t have the slightest time to check it.
He stared somewhat stiffly at his right arm, completely unsure of how he should react.
Because the phoenix Fawkes had already landed firmly on it.
Not only that, Fawkes seemed extremely affectionate, gently rubbing his head against him.
“What the hell? What’s going on?”
Blake was completely stunned, countless questions instantly flooding his mind.
It wasn’t just him.
Therefore, after the Gold Chest he had just obtained, Blake received another Silver Chest from Dumbledore.
In Dumbledore’s heart, Fawkes was no ordinary pet.
More accurately, she was a proud phoenix.
Yet now, this phoenix, who never casually approached strangers, was displaying such affection toward a boy she had met for the first time.
“So you brought me here to meet him, Fawkes?”
Dumbledore seemed to have figured something out and gazed thoughtfully at Blake.
…
“What kind of bird is this? It’s so beautiful!”
Hermione stared excitedly at Fawkes.
She really wanted to reach out and touch him, but she was afraid of scaring him away, so she could only force herself to hold back.
Hermione had never seen a real phoenix before, so naturally, there was no way she could recognize Fawkes’s identity.
“Uh… I don’t know either.”
Blake didn’t give her the answer that it was a phoenix.
Based on the life he had presented to others, a child who had grown up in a Muggle orphanage shouldn’t have any reason to know about such a magical creature.
Just when Blake had no idea how to deal with the situation before him, something even more astonishing happened.
Fawkes actually shed a tear!
A single phoenix tear fell onto the back of Blake’s hand.
Author’s Note:
Can’t wait to see what happens next?