But Braun can't clear the misunderstanding without a proper explanation.
He also can't let everyone just stand like this on a cold day.
He could only stand up from behind his mother in embarrassment.
"Braun! Go back! The danger has not been solved yet! "
Mr. Foley scolded, dissatisfied with his son's reckless behavior.
"Father, you guessed wrongly, there should be no dark wizard..."
"Guessed wrongly? What nonsense are you talking ?
If there is no wizard around, then who made that huge snow hand? "
Mr. Foley whispered to Braun as he looked around nervously, not relaxing his guard.
Braun was a little embarrassed:
"Well, in fact, I made that snowman."
"What? Braun, this is not the time to be joking. "
Mr. Weasley frowned. A Little wizard bragging seems to be something he is very used to. Especially after raising six sons.
After all, he has heard a lot of such boastings.
Fighting a fire dragon.
Wrestling with a Werewolf.
Favored by the national Quidditch team but gave up because he was reluctant to leave his parents.
These are all too normal in the Weasley household.
Every single time he heard them, they all laughed it off.
But this is different.
This is a matter of human life.
As Braun's uncle.
He decided to educate the child well after solving this matter.
"Really! I'm not lying. "
"Oh? Then tell me how you used such powerful magic. "
Mr. Weasley said nonchalantly as he looked around.
"Just now Ron fell out of the sky. I thought to myself, catch him and catch him. Then the snow around me turned into a giant hand to catch Ron. Just like this! "
With that, Braun recalled the feeling just now.
He doesn't know if these snowflakes are soaked by Braun's magic or if Braun is really a genius.
As the magic power around them surged, everyone seemed to feel that the speed of snowflakes falling became slower and slower.
The snow hand that had just appeared reappeared.
Although it is much smaller, there is no doubt that this is the same as the one from a few minutes ago.
"Oh! Merlin's beard! Did you see that? Fred? "
"Of course, George! It's shocking! "
The twins opened their mouth wide.
Dumbstruck as they watched the giant hand rise.
Millie was also struck by her son. At some point, she had already dropped the wand held in her hand.
"I, I'm not lying!"
Maintaining such a massive creation was still too taxing for Braun.
When he was about to lose his power, Braun decisively cut off the mana output.
Anyway, looking at everyone's surprised expressions, he can tell that they believe him now.
Then there is no actual need to maintain this magic.
In an instant, the snow-white hand collapsed with a bang and the snow splashed on the ground.
Braun, who almost fell, was held by his father.
But his face was pale.
Using the magic two times in a row.
This is indeed too much of a burden for a child who has just awakened his magic.
Braun was a traverser which led to his soul being stronger than a nine year old kid. Ordinary children have long fainted.
"It's okay, Dad. I'm just a little out of power. "
Braun, who had regained some strength, broke free of his father's hand and stood up straight.
In fact, he did not expect that he would succeed.
Wasn't it said that magic is uncontrollable without a wand?
What is the situation now?
"No Chant and no wand?"
No chant magic without the use of a wand is an ability that belongs to the level of Grand Wizards.
The only person in the world who is known to be capable of performing this feat is Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts.
Simply put, it is a mind that does magic without the magic chant and the conduction of a wand.
But the disadvantages are also obvious.
This is almost uncontrollable even for adult wizards and also the consumption of mana is huge.
It's a evident from Braun's current situation.
Mr. Foley has still not shaken off the shock just now.
Excited and at the same time with some seriousness:
"Braun, my son.
To be honest, I didn't expect your magic to be so powerful!
I'm so proud of you.
But child, you have to promise that you won't use wandless magic at will in the future.
It's dangerous.
Magic that is not controlled by a wand is like a runaway beast, indistinguishable from a friend or foe.
So, promise me okay? "
Looking at his father's serious expression, Braun nodded:
"Of course, father. I won't mess around with it. "
"Good. Look at you look tired today. Dom! "
A female house-elf wearing pink curtains for clothing appears in front of Braun.
"What are your orders, master?"
"Take the little young master back to his bedroom and use the apparition to get there."
"As you command, master."
The house-elf first respectfully accepted Mr. Foley's order and then pressed her palm on Braun's body.
With a burst of distortion in space, Braun immediately appeared in his bedroom along with the elf.
"Dom, why do I feel that your apparition is not the same as my father's?
I didn't feel sick at all. "
It's not that he hasn't experienced apparition.
To be honest, that feeling is not very good.
Every time there is a feeling of weightlessness and nausea.
It's like motion sickness.