Hogwarts: The Obscurial War School

"I don't know what to think or what to do." Aurelius lowered his head and leaned against the wall.

He was very nervous. There was no need to elaborate on Grindelwald's power. Would such a dark wizard, who could even be called the Dark Lord, not understand Legilimency?

"You're a little nervous." Grindelwald glanced at him. He didn't find it strange. Credence had always been nervous when facing anyone.

Aurelius’ nervousness fits this characteristic perfectly.

He opened his arms and gave Aurelius a hug: "Listen, Credence, you are not a monster, you are the most special young man, we are the same kind! Help me find him, do you remember our agreement? ? It doesn’t matter if you find him or her, I will teach you magic and take you back to the world you deserve."

"Don't let me down, okay?"

"Ok, I……"

"Hey! You annoying bitches, get out of the way! Don't be behind my house!" A rude bearded man cursed from the window on the second floor.

Grindelwald's eyes flashed with murderous intent. A Muggle and an inferior creature dared to scold him!

In a word: He has a way to die!

"What are you looking at? Son of a bitch!" The bearded man stretched his thigh-thick arm out of the window, and the tattoos on it jumped with the muscles.

"Let's go." Grindelwald endured. He was not a good-tempered person, but he had enough wisdom to control his anger.

He couldn't reveal his identity, his goal hadn't been achieved yet, he hadn't found the trump card that was enough to defeat Dumbledore.

He couldn't do it in front of Credence.

"You idiot! Go to hell!"

Otherwise, if you don't seek death, you won't die.

Grindelwald suppressed his anger, but the bearded man took it further. He even felt that just talking was not enough, so he picked up half a brick from the balcony and threw it at the two of them.

Grindelwald noticed and dodged, but Aurelius didn't have the ability.

Half a brick hit him directly in the back.

Severe pain, burning pain!

Aurelius, who was hunched over, became angry almost instantly. His eyes instantly turned pure white, his face was ferocious, and his expression was distorted...

not good! Obscurus? !

Why did you go berserk at this time?

Like a basin of cold water pouring on his head, Aurelius woke up instantly and suppressed Obscurus, who was about to move, back into his body.

"I, I'm fine, let's go." Holding his back, Aurelius staggered out.

Just when he came out of the alley, Aurelius glanced expressionlessly at the laughing bearded man in Grindelwald's blind spot...

He knew that the bearded man was dead!

It wasn't Aurelius who wouldn't let him go, but the Obscurus in his body.

Although now he forcibly suppresses Mo Ran, but...

At night, Aurelius prepared for bed.

He went to bed later than usual.

He had a premonition that as soon as he fell asleep, the life of the bearded man during the day would count down to the end.

No reason, no reason.

After all, he was the first person who might die because of him, which made it difficult for him to accept it psychologically.

However, it is unrealistic to stay awake all this time. After thinking about this, Aurelius has no psychological burden.

The sound of subtle breathing gradually sounded, and clouds of black smoke gradually emitted from Aurelius' body.

This is not outgassing, but assimilation and transformation!

As if being corroded, Aurelius's body was swallowed up bit by bit, turning into the same kind of black mist——

Gah!

There seemed to be a banshee's mouth in the black mist, and along with the shrill scream, it turned invisible and disappeared into the room...

NYPD.

"It's really bad! We were called on duty at this time when we were about to get off the night shift." Two police officers complained as they got out of the car.

"Haha, Barnes, I also want to pour a cup of coffee, sit in the office and read the newspaper for a while, and then go home and have a good sleep." The companion smiled and walked out with the notebook.

"Wow! What did I see? Was there an earthquake here last night?" The police officer was shocked. A building disappeared, leaving only a mess of ruins.

"Hey! You are finally here!" The reporter was a fat middle-aged man. "You will never guess what I saw!"

The reporter was a little excited: "I saw a gust of wind, no, it wasn't wind, it looked like a gust of wind, and it looked like a ghost!"

"But, it's very dark. I, I can still see its eyes! Sparkling white eyes!"

"A gust of black wind? And white eyes?"

The reporter's words sounded like he was talking in his sleep to the ears of the two police officers.

But someone understood it.

Grindelwald, disguised as Percival Graves, Minister of Security of the Magical Congress of Magnesia, is getting ready to go to work.

But I accidentally discovered the situation here.

Wizards cannot directly detect the magic power itself. They also judge based on external observable details.

There are many ways a house can collapse, such as earthquakes, pipe explosions, even hurricanes or the quality of the house itself.

But for such a strange collapse, the surrounding floors were not seriously affected, but just such a building collapsed.

Grindelwald felt that this might be caused by magical power.

"The dark mass then swooped down and went underground." The reporter kept emphasizing.

"It seems like atmospheric turbulence? Or a gas explosion?"

Grindelwald glanced at the two Muggle police officers below. He arrived a little late, but it didn't matter, Legilimency could let him know what was going on.

"The Obscurial..." Grindelwald's eyes narrowed, and the memory of the Muggle witness clearly recorded a terrifying black mist.

Although almost no wizard today knows Obscurus, he is an exception. He saw one with his own eyes more than twenty years ago, and his charming and terrifying power left a deep impression on him.

This is also the reason why he traveled all the way from Europe to the United States to disguise himself as an undercover agent.

He couldn't take action against Dumbledore, and no one else had the ability to fight Dumbledore.

Except...the Obscurial.

"Damn it! He's right here, right in New York, right in that orphanage... But who is he?"

Kaka——

The walls of the ruins wailed, and a crack spread from the ground, accompanied by a terrifying roar that seemed to come from the Nine Netherworlds of Hell...