Chapter 36: The Headmaster Leads the Way in Skipping School!
Dumbledore noticed that all these wands showed signs of being used. Some were more visibly worn than others.
"They're all my regular wands. I just use whichever one I grab first!" Kael grinned.
His power mainly came from dark magic, and he had already reached the level of wandless casting.
Against a stronger wizard, one more wand wouldn't make much of a difference. Against a weaker one, he didn't need a wand at all.
And why not just have a custom wand made at Diagon Alley?
Don't be silly; just getting to the train station for school had been a big enough hassle.
Entering Diagon Alley would be a whole different level of trouble.
This time, Dumbledore was genuinely shocked.
A wand is a wizard's weapon. They choose each other and require continuous practice to master.
Even someone as powerful as Snape couldn't do much without his wand.
Yet Kael had managed to stir up a storm in Knockturn Alley using just a random mixture of wands.
Old Dumbledore felt he needed to reassess Kael's potential.
"I think you should get a custom wand made just for you; it would greatly enhance your spellcasting."
"Really?" Kael perked up.
Whether he had a custom wand or not didn't matter much.
He was just looking for an excuse to leave the castle for a while and pick up the pets he had left outside.
Now, the headmaster was personally leading the way to skip school!
How cool was that?
"Let's go now, Headmaster! I can't wait!"
"Alright, we'll have Fawkes take us there," Dumbledore said as he stood up and grabbed his hat.
He thought Kael seemed overly excited but didn't think much of it.
"Oh, Professor, I should mention that if I appear in Diagon Alley, there might be people who will give me a rather enthusiastic welcome. Some might even be a bit too excited, and I'm afraid things could get a little… troublesome."
"Don't worry!"
Dumbledore smiled and shook his head.
He was the greatest white wizard of the century.
What could possibly be troublesome in his presence?
He called Fawkes to his shoulder, and the two Eevees, sensing they were about to leave, quickly jumped onto Kael's shoulder.
"Grab my arm, child!"
"No need, Professor. I'll just hold onto your robe," Kael replied with a smile.
Holding onto a sleeve... what if it ripped during the teleportation?
"Alright, Fawkes, take us to Diagon Alley!"
As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, there was a sharp "pop!"
Kael felt a whirlwind sensation, but moments later, he was standing on solid ground again.
They had arrived in Diagon Alley.
This was the largest wizarding market street in Magical Britain.
Even though school had started and most young wizards were away, the street was still bustling with people.
"Great, we're here, child!"
"Yes, and they should be here too," Kael stretched lazily.
To be honest, he had only been to Diagon Alley twice.
Mainly because…
"They?" Dumbledore asked, puzzled.
Before he could process what Kael meant…
Pop! Pop! Pop!
The sound of rapid Apparition filled the air.
Four teams, twelve Aurors, appeared in Diagon Alley, surrounding the two of them in the center.
"Drop your wand and do not resist!"
"Everyone, hurry! Evacuate immediately! This area is very dangerous!"
The lead Auror, appearing as if ready for battle, was sweating despite the brisk autumn wind.
This was the "Diagon Alley Auror Squad," established by the Ministry of Magic three years ago.
Twelve Aurors were stationed here specifically to guard against Kael.
"Oh, Merlin above, what's happening?"
"It's the Aurors sent by the Ministry to guard Diagon Alley. They've been mobilized!"
"Quick, get out of here!"
At the sound of the Auror's shout, the previously crowded Diagon Alley erupted into chaos.
Those who could Apparate vanished on the spot, while the rest quickly ducked into the nearby shops.
Within moments, the once-busy street was completely deserted.
As a gust of wind swept by, stirring a few fallen leaves, Dumbledore stood frozen in shock.
In his entire life…
Even when he was the head of the Wizengamot, he had never experienced such a
greeting!
The moment they appeared, the entire street had cleared out in fear.
Is this what you meant by "a warm welcome"????
[Ding! Depression detected!]
[Ding! Drawing a chest for the host!]
[Ding! Congratulations, host! You've obtained a silver chest!]
"Headmaster Dumbledore?" The lead Auror, Marlon, a Ravenclaw alum who graduated over a decade ago, immediately recognized Dumbledore.
He quickly signaled his team to lower their wands.
"Professor, why are you here?"
"I… I brought a student to Diagon Alley to handle some matters. What's going on?"
Marlon glanced at Kael, then back at Dumbledore.
His teeth ached just thinking about it.
Great! This one was already difficult enough, and now he had found such a powerful backer?
"Your student here is quite a significant figure in these parts. We were just..."
"Oh, alright, I see." Dumbledore waved off Marlon before he could finish.
"Kael is an outstanding student at Hogwarts, and I have already submitted an application for him to receive the Order of Merlin to the Wizengamot."
"Marlon, you don't have to be so cautious."
Marlon's eyes widened in shock.
Order of Merlin?
For who?
The Blood Demon?!
Merlin above, what is happening in this world?
[Ding! Shock detected!]
[Ding! Drawing a chest for the host!]
[Ding! Congratulations, host! You've obtained a golden chest!]