Hogwarts: The Obscurial War School

The scene in the city hall is just a microcosm. In fact, this unprecedentedly powerful Obscurus has brought unprecedented devastation to the city!

Under Aurelius's deliberate indulgence, Obscurus no longer concealed his whereabouts.

It floats in the sky like a black cloud, and nothing can block its path.

Cars are its playthings, and buildings made of steel are no better than paper...

It's like a naughty kid playing around in New York City.

People who were awakened by the disaster were screaming and wailing.

Such human tragedies continued to spread around, until they spread to the entire city.

"Ahem... ha - dear, are you having fun?" Aurelius's voice sounded from the black mist.

The crimson light tore through the black mist of Obscurus.

Six floating mysterious runes together formed a cubic cage, locking Obscurus firmly in the center.

Turning around, one rune after another was integrated into Obscurus' body.

contract!

The contract from the Summoner has been simulated countless times by Aurelius!

Everything is for this moment!

Silently screamed and quickly fell to the ground.

Amid the chaos, Aurelius’ staggering figure reappeared.

"Ahem -" Maybe there was too much dust here, so Aurelius coughed twice and stumbled out of the ruins.

His body was a little tired, but his spirit was extremely exciting!

So relaxing!

An unprecedented feeling!

It was as if the mountain I was carrying on my back had disappeared!

All that is left is the silence lingering in my mind, like a good baby.

Aurelius even went too far with the contract made from the heart. He bullied Obscurus into not having his own consciousness, and relied on his understanding of the contract from his inheritance to tamper with the contents of the contract without authorization.

This is not the usual equal contract between summoner and defender hero at all.

It is even more impossible for Aurelius to silently conclude an equal contract with a negative energy body that has no consciousness and relies solely on instinct.

This is an unequal contract, it can even be called a slave contract.

Under this contract, Aurelius can maximize the control of Obscurus' power for his own use. This is something every summoner knows, but it is also a taboo for every summoner.

Not to mention that it is impossible for the defender hero to agree. Even if he is coaxed into signing a contract, if the hero wants to do something during the battle, the consequences will be disastrous.

Only Aurelius has this condition. Obscurus, who cannot give birth to consciousness, will not oppose him. He is the absolute leader in the contractual relationship.

"This wave is not a loss..." Feeling the power of Obscurus, Aurelius showed a wanton smile on his face.

The moment the contract is completed, Obscurus' power is in his hands - another small advantage of the slave contract.

What surprised Aurelius was that the heroes in Valoran all had obvious preferences, such as warriors, mages, tanks, assassins, etc. These are all derived from the skills chosen by the heroes themselves and the heroes themselves. determined. Most other summoners follow certain systems when cultivating heroes.

But Obscurus didn't.

Under the dual effects of the slave contract and the special existence of the Obscurus itself, the Obscurus can almost be regarded as a blank sheet of paper.

Obscurus's growth is completely at Aurelius's will.

This is both a freedom and a restriction.

With no precedent to rely on, the height that Obscurus can reach in the future depends entirely on the training of Aurelius.

"I haven't been exposed to magic yet, and I know nothing about magic. I can't act recklessly. If I go the wrong way, I won't regret selling the medicine." Aurelius thought about the consequences and made a decision.

The training of the Obscurus wizard in magic should be postponed, at least until he has a sufficient understanding of magic before making a decision.

In terms of growth, you can get started with part of the Summoner system.

He directly accepted the inheritance, and no one understands the summoner system better than him. Upgrading the hero level and constructing runes can be put on the agenda.

But none of these can be effective in a short time. For now, the only thing he can rely on is the power of Obscurus itself.

"This is enough! Obscurus is powerful enough. Apart from Lao Gelao Deng, there are probably not many people left who can defeat me."

Noticing the gathering crowd, Aurelius knew it was time to leave.

With a thought, the hero possessed him, and Aurelius suddenly turned into a black mist.

Summoning a hero for the first time was a wonderful experience. He is both Obscurus itself and seems to be independent from the outside. No negative emotions affect him, but he can use his fingers like an arm.

"It's hard to say anything else. I'm definitely good at learning black magic, good guy! The most dangerous influence of black magic is completely useless to me. As for Obscurus who endures those negative emotions... Obscurus is afraid of negative emotions?! "

Directly disappearing into a transparent and invisible form, Aurelius left quickly.

Compared to the big scene when he arrived, he left quietly.

Aurelius left with a slap on his face, but the mess he left behind almost drove Chairman Picqueri crazy.

"What the hell is this?!"

On the MAC's huge wheel engraved with the threat level of magical exposure, the metal pointer moved from "serious" to "urgent", accompanied by a low buzzing alarm sound.

The wizards who were still in the Magic Congress and had not gotten off work gathered together in twos and threes, whispering nervously to each other. The topic was all about the sudden death of No-Maj. From time to time, they would look up at the turntable and say Words like "No-Maj", "President", "Magical Creatures".

Unfortunately, under such a huge crisis, there is no joy in the Magical Congress.

"President, a No-Maj presidential candidate was killed openly, in full view of everyone! Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at him! Half of New York was destroyed! Merlin...hundreds of years! A disaster that has not happened in hundreds of years!" Picqueri roared angrily, almost denting the table in front of her.

More than a dozen powerful wizards in the Magical Congress remained silent. Faced with the biggest exposure crisis in the hundreds of years since the "Secrecy Act" was implemented, everyone felt desperate.

The war that made them fearful and fearful seemed to be unstoppable this time.

"Chairman Picquery!" A large group of people burst into the door.

The person who spoke was a Latin witch with an extremely outstanding temperament. She was dignified and charming. The witch's mysterious temperament and high-ranking majesty were vividly displayed in her.

"Veccia... I'm sorry, I don't have the energy to receive the delegation from the International Federation of Wizards right now." Picqueli said exhausted.

"Please call me Minister Santos." The witch looked serious, glanced at the MACCA officials, and said, "We didn't expect that the matter has become so serious. Chairman Picqueli, how long are you going to hide it? You said it was just a few accidents, but what we saw was half of New York that was almost destroyed."

"This is no longer just a matter of the Magic Congress. The delegation unanimously agreed to urgently convene the "New York Secrecy Act Crisis Emergency Meeting." This is not a discussion, but a notification." After finishing speaking, Veccia Santos left with a sigh. Everyone in the group also followed and left.

The top management of the Magic Congress were left in a state of panic, almost exhausted.

"Mr. Graves, call all the Aurors to control the situation. New York must not be destroyed anymore!" Picquery lay on the chair, his eyes closed and weak.

Graves, disguised as Grindelwald, responded.

After Grindelwald left, Picquery said pessimistically: "Everyone, go to work and pray that we can still save the day this time. If even the International Confederation of Wizards can't do anything to gather wizards from all over the world, then...the only thing waiting for us is war. ! Think about Salem a few centuries ago. What we will face will no longer be a few Purifiers, or a few villages bewitched by the Purifiers, but billions of No-Majs around the world..."