Son-in-law of the Hibiscus family at Hogwarts

"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 known as the Obscurus.When they reach their emotional and mental breaking point, the Obscurial may lose control of their body, releasing the Obscurus within them into an invisible and destructive wind.In extreme cases, their bodies may transform directly into the Obscurus.

When an Obscurial releases its Obscurus, their eyes turn pure white and their body shape distorts.Although the Obscurus is invisible, it allows the Obscural to access 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.

Obscurals are extremely powerful and dangerous, and their negative emotions make them extremely dangerous.Due to the uncontrollability of the Obscurials, their families are almost destroyed when they explode.

It is worth mentioning that there are very few examples of Obscurials living beyond the age of ten..."

Weston closed the book, and the golden words on the cover shone in the sunlight. The feathered serpent on the cover kept raising 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 can you repay such a huge favor?Weston was moved and a little confused at the same time.After truly understanding what Obscurus was, he realized how much the Delacour family had paid for him. This huge kindness really made him feel dizzy.

Forget it, just use this life to repay it!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 very fast. It can be said that the magic power of a normal little wizard in one year is not as much 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 survive is to control your own magic.

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 Fleur didn't know where she went.

"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 the matter, 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 six years old this year, time flies by very quickly. Yes. If you can't solve your problem quickly, maybe you will die!"

"Fortunately, someone is willing to help us, and your written thoughts coincide with him! This should be what Dongfang said: 'Heroes all think the same!' I think, for you, That’s it!”

The heroes must have the same idea!Weston guessed, it should be this.

However, he was more curious about who the man 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 gasped.Yes, besides him, who else can be called the strongest 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 and looks to be quite old. His hair and beard are pure white, and his beard often hangs down to his knees. There is also a brown bow tied on his beard.Wearing a sky-blue square hat and a purple wizard robe, there are twinkling star patterns on the robe. Although there are wrinkles on his face, his skin is 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 that his nose was slightly crooked, as if it had been 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 we were to list the people we least want to see when we come to the world, then the person in front of us would definitely be 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.

Weston didn't have any bad feelings for Dumbledore, but you couldn't expect to have any good feelings for a man who could 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 calculate. He praises the savior, he praises the savior, and he plans to plot against Voldemort, but he doesn't even let Voldemort get the best of him even after he dies. This ability of calculation can be said to be all-powerful.

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 things, 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...