"The Obscurus is an extremely powerful but difficult-to-control dark magical force.
When a wizarding child is forced to suppress their magic due to physical or psychological abuse, they become emotionally distressed, creating a dark, parasitic magical force called the Obscurus. When they reach
At the emotional and mental breaking point, the Obscurus may lose control of their body, causing them to release the Obscurus within them into an invisible (or nearly invisible) destructive wind.
In extreme cases, their bodies may transform directly into the Obscurus.
When the Obscurus releases the Obscurus, their eyes will turn pure white and their body shape will distort. Although the Obscurus is invisible, it allows the Obscurus to contact the world without making physical contact.
This power is not under the control of the host. The host's pain, anger or other intense emotions may release the Obscurus and cause great damage to the surroundings.
The Obscurials are extremely powerful and dangerous, and their negative emotions make them extremely dangerous. Due to the uncontrollability of the Obscurials, the Obscurials' families will almost be destroyed when they break out.
It is worth mentioning that there are very few cases of the Obscurial living beyond the age of ten..."
Weston closed the book. The golden words "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" on the cover shone in the sunlight. The feathered serpent on the cover kept raising its head and lowering its head, spitting out a cloud of mist from time to time.
This magical scene did not amaze Weston at all. His mind was no longer here at this time.
How could he repay such a huge favor? Weston was touched and at the same time a little confused. Only after he truly understood what Obscurus was, did he realize how much the Delacour family had paid for him. This huge
The kindness really made him feel dizzy.
Forget it, just use this life to repay him! Weston secretly made such a decision.
After making the decision, Weston felt a lot more relaxed. However, a question also faced him, that is - how to survive!
The magic power of the Obscurus grows extremely fast. It can be said that the magic power of a normal little wizard does not increase as much in one year as that of the Obscurus in one day. This also shows that if this magic power cannot be controlled quickly, then
It will be controlled by magic, and the ending will naturally go without saying.
In other words, the only way to keep yourself alive is to control your own magic power.
But before that, you have to learn something, and that is release!
Weston listed these thoughts on a piece of parchment and went downstairs.
At this time, Mr. and Mrs. Delacour were sitting in the living room chatting, and little Lolita Furong had gone somewhere.
"What's the matter, dear?" Mrs. Delacour asked with a smile after seeing Weston coming down.
"Please take a look at this!" Weston walked up to the two of them and handed the parchment out.
"Oh?" Mrs. Delacour gave him a strange look and took it. When she saw the content on the parchment, she was shocked: "This, this is..."
"What's wrong, sweetheart?" Mr. Delacour was a little strange. He took the parchment from his lover's hand and read it carefully. The smile on his face gradually disappeared and his brows gradually wrinkled.
After reading the parchment, the couple looked at each other and suddenly laughed.
"What's wrong?" Weston looked at the two people strangely, "Is there anything funny about this?"
"No, no, no!" Mr. Delacour waved his hands repeatedly and said with a smile, "We are happy!"
"Happy?" Weston was a little confused.
"Yes, I'm happy!" Mr. Delacour smiled and nodded, "Dear, you have to know that Serena and I have been having a headache about you. Although you are only eight years old this year, time flies by very quickly.
. If you can't solve your problem quickly, maybe you will die!"
"Fortunately, someone is willing to help us, and the ideas you wrote coincide with him! This should be what Dongfang said: 'Heroes all think the same!' I think, for you,
That’s it!”
It must be that the heroes think alike! Weston guessed, it should be this.
However, he was more curious about who the person Mr. Delacour was talking about.
Mr. Delacour seemed to see Weston's doubts and said with a smile: "Although you don't know him, you must know his name. After all, he is one of the greatest white wizards.
The most powerful wizard of our time."
It's him! Weston took a breath. Yes, besides him, who else can be called the most powerful white wizard in the contemporary era.
At this time, the fireplace in the living room suddenly flashed a green fire, and then a tall figure walked out of the fireplace.
This man is about 1.8 meters tall. He looks very young. His hair and beard are all pure white. His beard often hangs down to his knees. There is a brown bow on his beard. He wears a sky blue square hat.
, wearing a purple wizard robe, with star patterns twinkling on the robe. Although there were wrinkles on his face, his skin was as fluorescent as jade.
"I think I'm not late!" The old man took out a golden pocket watch from his arms, looked at it through his square and round glasses, and said apologetically. Weston noticed his
The nose is a bit crooked, it looks like it was added later.
"Not at all, Albus!" Mr. Delacour laughed, stood up, and went up to hug him. "I sincerely hope that everything is well with you!"
"Of course, Frank!" The old man smiled and patted Mr. Delacour's shoulder, "There is nothing more satisfying than watching the children grow up little by little. As long as Fudge can have less things to do,
Then I will be even happier!"
"That's not easy, is it?"
"I guess so!"
...
Weston watched the two people's greetings without interrupting. In fact, he was still a little confused now. If there was a list of the people he least wanted to see when he came to "Harry Potter", then the person in front of him would be
Definitely one, after all, his name is Dumbledore!
Yes, the person who came was none other than the famous white wizard, Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
It's not that Weston had any ill feelings towards Dumbledore, but you can't expect to have any good feelings towards a man who can say "for the greater good".
To put it bluntly, Dumbledore is not a villain, but he is not a good person either. The most frightening thing is his ability to plot. When he says he is a savior, he is a savior. When he plots against Voldemort, he doesn't even let Voldemort get it even if he dies.
Well, this calculation ability can be said to be exhaustive.
It can be said that no one with secrets wants to stand in front of him. It just so happens that Weston has a lot of secrets.
Weston was still thinking about his own affairs, but he didn't notice that Dumbledore and Mr. Delacour had stopped chatting and were looking at him.
"Hello, little one, I am Albus Dumbledore. You can call me Professor Dumbledore!" Dumbledore greeted Weston with interest. It seemed that he was in a good mood.
"Hello, Professor Dumbledore!" Weston responded seemingly calmly, and then he heard a sentence that almost scared him out of his wits.
"You don't seem surprised at all?" Dumbledore looked at him through the lenses with his sharp blue eyes and said this calmly.
"What?" Weston was stunned. The hand in his pocket instantly clenched into a fist, and his entire back was wet with sweat in an instant...