Harry Potter: The Legend of Demigods

The furniture and items in the room were flying around in the black wind, making bursts of tearing sounds. The room was already dark, without a trace of light, making people feel an indescribable chaos and destruction.

In this dark storm, Empusa's howl gradually disappeared, replaced by an eerie and oppressive silence. The entire room seemed to be swallowed up by darkness, immersed in an endless abyss. The originally peaceful environment completely collapsed and was destroyed beyond recognition by an invisible force.

In this chaos, the structure of the room completely collapsed, everything became blurred and distorted. The black storm was like a violent beast, raging continuously and swallowing up everything around it. It was as if this was no longer an ordinary room, but a dark void, swallowing everything in it.

At this moment, the dark storm in the room seemed to be hindered by some kind of obstruction and began to gradually weaken. A very weak blue and white light emitted from Anakin's body. Anakin's consciousness finally returned, and he finally had a little sense and control over the outside world.

However, Mr. Colin's figure suddenly appeared at the door. He was dressed in black robe, with a gloomy face and an evil light shining in his eyes. In his hand he held a dark, rough wooden stick, one person long, like a staff used by ancient wizards, with a dark and strange light shining on it.

"Anakin, you are really a troublesome child." Mr. Colin's voice was low and cold, and then he showed a sick smile. He raised the staff in his hand, and black magic power surged around the staff, forming a black magic beam, pointing directly at the Obscurus transformed by Anakin.

Anakin felt a sharp pain, as if countless knives were stabbing his body. For some reason, this kind of Mr. Colin's magic was extremely harmful to Obscurus, and Anakin only felt that his size had shrunk a lot.

But despite this, the Obscurus that Anakin became was still huge. Controlled by rage, Anakin quickly rushed towards Mr. Colin, trying to kill him before returning to his human form. Obviously, the Obscurus that Anakin had transformed into was the largest that Mr. Colin had ever seen, and he seemed to be almost unable to hold on.

The huge Obscurus transformed by Anakin swept across the ruins and rushed towards Colin. The violent power made it almost impossible for him to control his actions. Mr. Colin showed a trace of imperceptible nervousness in the face of this huge threat. His dark staff emitted more intense magic, trying to withstand Anakin's fierce onslaught.

Anakin felt the dark power in his body become stronger, and his anger burned stronger. His mind was shrouded in darkness, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion. In the darkness, Anakin's form gradually became distorted, as if he was a monster swallowed by the abyss. The black oily substance that had just shrunk increased dramatically again, almost covering the entire main building of the orphanage.

Mr. Colin tried to continue to release dark magic, but the dark power became more and more out of control, as if a huge hand was controlling Anakin's every move. The originally silent room was filled with roars again, and the dark storm was raging again.

Anakin lunged at Mr. Qlin, huge and terrifying. The power of darkness enveloped him, forming a terrifying shock wave that destroyed everything in the room. Mr. Colin's expression became even more ferocious when faced with this violent dark force.

Mr. Colin was not without resistance, however. Although he managed to withstand the onslaught of Anakin's massive Obscurus, his body was under heavy pressure. The dark power continued to erode his soul, making him feel that his vitality was rapidly passing away.

Mr. Colin had a sneer on his lips and angry eyes. He originally planned to use Anakin's power to destroy the entire magical world, but he did not expect that the child raised in the orphanage was so powerful that it was difficult to control. Moreover, Anakin, a child, destroyed his orphanage and made such a big noise. It would be difficult to face the Ministry of Magic later.

"Wilson! Your power is very powerful, but you cannot understand its true power. You are destined to be swallowed by the darkness, and I will become the master of all this." Mr. Colin whispered, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. During the battle, the entire main building of the orphanage began to shake violently, as if it was about to collapse at any time. Most of the orphans had already evacuated the main building of the orphanage, looking at the scene above in fear.

In the power of darkness, Anakin's consciousness gradually awakened, and the size of Obscurus also quickly shrank. Anakin knew that he could only carry out one more attack. He gathered all the magic power in his body and ran towards Mr. Colin. This time the attack was so violent that even Mr. Colin could not withstand it.

Anakin's huge body was like a rolling dark mountain, slamming into Mr. Colin. Mr. Colin was knocked away and his body hit the wall hard with a muffled sound.

However, at this moment, Anakin felt a burst of extreme fatigue. His body slowly returned to human form, and the only remaining black oil returned to Anakin's body. However, although Mr. Colin was seriously injured, he was certainly not dead.

The last thing Anakin saw before he fell into coma was the scarred Mr. Colin, with a dark face, limping towards Anakin and giving him a hint of a conspiratorial smile.

And there was only dust on the ground and a suitcase lying on the floor in Anakin's room, with a faint blue light shining on it...

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"Hiss!" Anakin woke up in a dark place, with bursts of severe pain all over his body. His body seemed to be pricked by thousands of needles, every inch of muscle was twitching violently, every inch of skin was twitching, accompanied by a severe pain that penetrated into the bone marrow.

Anakin tried to sit up, but immediately felt dizzy. Fuzzy images emerged in his mind, which seemed to be scenes of the fierce confrontation with Mr. Colin. Every cell in his body protested, and he could barely feel his own presence. Anakin fell limply to the ground again.

The surroundings were pitch black, with only the faint lights in the distance reflecting some vague outlines. Anakin tried to open his eyes and found himself lying in a damp and cold basement. The ground was covered with a layer of dirty straw, which gave off a nauseating musty smell.

Anakin saw the scene around him through the light. The other orphans are probably poor children who were turned into Obscurials. Many orphans huddled in the corner, some already lifeless, emitting a disgusting stench.

In the darkness, some of the orphans who were still alive were sobbing gently, and Anakin struggled to sit up, trying to clear his thoughts. His mind was in chaos, and he seemed to have received some powerful impact.

Anakin's fingers trembled as he groped around, but couldn't find his wand. Anakin tried to find his pocket again, and each time Anakin's sword was lost, it would transform into a quill and return to Anakin's pocket. Then he discovered that his shirt was torn from the previous battle, his body was bloody, and his pockets were of course missing.

"Bloody hell!" Anakin cursed.