Hogwarts: The Obscurial War School

"Quick! Get out!" Travers shouted in panic. Some Aurors did not hesitate to use their bodies to protect Travers and evacuate, but they themselves were sucked out of life and became one of the corpses.

Little did they know that their sacrifice was in vain.

Aurelius had no intention of killing Travers.

Where can I find such a Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement who will cause trouble for Dumbledore and Grindelwald?

After this battle, Aurelius felt that he might not cause trouble to him again in a short time.

As for the future………….

He has long since returned to the Kingdom of Magnesium to stir up trouble, so who will pay attention to him? It would be better to let him go and cause trouble for Dumbledore and Grindelwald!

Seeing a group of Aurors fleeing like bereaved dogs, Aurelius reappeared.

If Li Huo doesn't use himself, he won't be able to attack in a group?

joke!

Obscurus' innate abilities are the focus of his development.

The magic wand shines, and all dangerous traps in the villa are activated.

Without his permission, anyone—including super wizards like Grindelwald and Dumbledore—will shed their skin even if they walk in! 22 Not everyone can escape the crossfire of hundreds of Kedavras. of!

"Recover as before!"

The partial destruction of the villa was quickly restored to its original appearance under the spell, and the corpses on the ground were also cleared away by him.

The entire villa seemed to have become a forbidden area, where no one set foot.

Outside the door, Travers, with an ugly face, looked at the miserable and defeated soldiers around him. Only half of the elite group had escaped, and almost everyone was injured.

Several Aurors were stripped of their appearance, with layers of wrinkles and haggard appearance, looking like old people on the verge of death.

"Dark wizard! Dark wizard! This is provocation! This is war!" Travers pointed at the villa and yelled.

The group of Aurors were silent.

They seemed to be law enforcers, but it was also true that they invaded Aurelius' territory.

If they want to arrest someone, Aurelius has the right to resist, which is fair.

But that's definitely not something Travers would have thought about.

Seeing that the furious Travers seemed to want to destroy the villa together, Theseus quickly stopped him: "Sir! Sir!"

"What are you doing?!" Travers glared.

He had just met Newt in the villa with his own eyes. How kind of attitude could he have towards Newt, his brother?

Moreover, the Aurors were all injured, so why did Theseus, Newt's brother, never get in and remain intact?

"Sir...look-" Theseus urged Travers.

Only then did Travers notice that several houses around him were lit with lights, and some Muggles who didn't know why were poking their heads in the windows of each house.

"Damn it!" Travers clenched his fist and smashed the wall next to him.

At this moment, a column of flashing golden words floated out of the villa, accompanied by Aurelius's warning like a torrent of hell:

"Aurors and dogs are not allowed inside!"

"You!" Travers was furious. This is a shame!

The British Empire’s Ministry of Magic is in disgrace that it has not seen in thousands of years!

But in the end, under the dissuasion of many Aurors and Theseus, Travers bitterly left: "Let's go!"

The defeated remnants of the army left with difficulty. In the forest not far away, under the natural protective color, a pair of eyes watched their departure.

The look in his eyes gave a complicated sigh, full of sadness and loss, and soon disappeared.

At the corner of Montmorency Street, Nagini was pacing in place worriedly.

Newt and Tina also stood aside with unhappy expressions.

"Why haven't you come yet?" Nagini kept repeating.

The big cat Zouwu beside her rubbed her face with his head in a comforting manner.

"What is this place?" Tina asked Newt, who brought them here.

Newt looked at the exquisite card in his hand and said absently: "Dumbledore, Dumbledore gave it to me, he said it was a safe house..."

In the fire, Aurelius appears.

"Aurelius!" Nagini rushed forward excitedly and hugged him.

"I'm fine, dear." Aurelius patted her back to comfort her, "It's settled."

There is a mark left by Aurelius in Zuowu's head, and he can sense Zuowu's location and talk to him at any time. Finding them is easy.

Newt looked at Aurelius with a complicated expression, vaguely, no, it was obvious alienation.

It's not the strangeness we had when we first met a few days ago.

It was Aurelius's style of conduct that made Newt so repulsive.

But he still resisted the thought of leaving and said to Aurelius: "This is a safe house, Dumbledore told me before I left."

Aurelius nodded: "This is a good thing. It is not easy to go back home for the time being."

In fact, there is nothing wrong with going back, but coming here is the purpose of Aurelius.

Under the leadership of Newt, they were able to enter an ancient building.

It's a very obvious medieval style building. It looks old on the outside, but it's pretty well maintained on the inside.

The first thing you see is a gloomy living room with moving people and a large number of runic characters on some faded and dim tapestries. 707 The large and small earthen jars are a bit messy, and even more messy are the piles of books that almost reach the ceiling.

The only light in the room was a crystal ball, inside which a dark cloud was billowing.

Aurelius recognized it at a glance, that was himself, or in other words - Obscurus!

"Could it be that Nicoléme had predicted it?" Aurelius thought to himself.

It is not a secret that Nicoléme has the power of prophecy, it can even be said to be an open secret.

Many wizards know that, and some even believe that this prophetic ability is given by the Philosopher's Stone, and they pursue the Philosopher's Stone even more obsessively.

"Oh, good evening." Along with a burst of hurried steps, the real owner of the house appeared from the second floor.

It was an old man who was so old that he seemed to be blown out at any moment. His sparse and dry hair hung behind his head, and his eyes were as dim as a corpse.

Wrinkles covered her cheeks, and her skin was so white that there was no blood at all.

He was wearing a simple gray-white robe, and his swaying body made him look a little creepy!

Like... a living corpse!

Nicoléme!

A legendary alchemist who was the only one in history who created the Philosopher's Stone, a super wizard who lived for hundreds of years!.