The Boy Who Does Not Belong Here (part 1)

Ch.15 Dumbledore's Explanation

So... Simon learned that it took Albus Dumbledore to make Kristina Bernadotte to stay quiet. The lady shut her mouth immediately, when the portrait started to speak. Simon immediately used the situation as his advantage, and he pulled Wille closer to him and made the boy rest his head on his shoulder. He knew the feeling, the other boy was going through and it was not pleasant. Wille was already so strong and brave only by attending to the 'conversation' (or maybe Kristina yelling....). Simon could have never done something like this when he had hit hard by their magics on the first time.

Wille seemed to be more than glad to get some rest, so he just nuzzled closer and even closed his eyes.

"Kristina Bernadotte! It has been a while since we have met. I still remember you as extremely smart and determined young lady, when you were attending Hogwarts", Dumbledore spoke with kind voice. Simon was so surprised, how the old wizard in the portrait was still so calm. His own blood was boiling, and so seemed Wille's and McGonagall's also.

Wille's mom just nodded and bowed her head to the portrait.

"But maybe I should start from the beginning. Kristina, this is not the first time, this has happened to Wilhelm and Simon. After the first time, I spoke with them about the connection, their magics are sharing. But maybe now it is time to show and tell all I know", Dumbledore spoke.

"Minerva, please can you execute the spell, we talked about last time?"

The Headmistress just nodded, mumbled some words, and suddenly a crackling ball escaped from her chest and started furiously spin in front on her.

Simon was mesmerized. The thing was beautiful when it spanned and rolled in front of his eyes.

"This is your Headmistress magic boys. Quite beautiful, isn't it?", Albus spoke directly to them.

The boys just nodded.

"Kristina, may you be dear and so the same?", Dumbledore continued.

Wille's mom was quick to obligate and not more than a minute later, a whipping tornado was rolling in front of her.

"As we all can see, we all have different kind of magic. It even visually looks different from the each of us. Minerva's magic is a beautiful electric ball and Kristina's is like a windy tornado", the old wizard kept on talking.

Simon was confused. What this has anything to do with the situation? He quickly glanced Wille and the other boy was at least as confused.

"Now boys, don't be scared. Minerva is going to perform the same charm on you both. It is not going to hurt", Dumbledore continued.

At the same moment, McGonagall performed a spell and unlike with the ladies, two separate magics did not form in front of them. There was and arch or like a rainbow, rising from their chest. The arch was streaming magic from chest to chest like a river and at no point, it didn't break. It was so beautiful, but it was also so scary. With panicking eyes, Simon looked Wille, and the boy mimicked his facial expression. Why they did not have their own magic forms, like McGonagall and Kristina had? Why there was a river, floating between their chests?

"Boy's your magic is one. On the first time, when this incident ever happened, it happened because your magics joined. Before that you had your own magics, but now you have one", Albus talked with kind eyes. Simon was about to hyperventilate. What on earth was the old wizard in the portrait explaining? Why his and Wille's magics were one now? What this meant?

"Why?", Wille asked first, he was faster to recover from the revelation. McGonagall still kept the charm going, so they could research their joined magic more.