Hogwarts: From Luna's House to Godhood Through Intense Competition

The cyclone seemed to sense his gaze and flew straight toward him.

The notes turned to dust and disappeared the instant the cyclone ascended into the sky.

Before Vizet could react, the rapidly approaching cyclone shot straight into his mind.

The Wizarding Guide

The notebook, now reduced to dust, revealed a name and appeared in his mind, slowly unfolding its first page.

A vast amount of knowledge entered his mind, gathered in his consciousness, and formed wondrous words.

The Guardian's Meditation Technique: Enhances magical affinity...gathers uncontrollable negative emotions...collects, stores, and seals emotions...transforms them into ancient magical power...

In an instant, Vizet had mastered the meditation technique, and he immediately began meditating.

Once you enter a meditative state, everything around you becomes clear.

He was able to perceive the Obscurity more fully, and sense the extraordinary nature of this power...

His mind was like a giant vortex, absorbing, purifying, and transforming the power of the silent one...

Everything seemed to be moving in a positive direction.

However, Edward Murphy also said: If something can go wrong, it will eventually happen, no matter how small the chance.

With a series of crackling sounds, wizards emerged from the vortex and surrounded Vizet.

"It really is Momo Ran!"

"The secrecy law has been in effect for so long, why does an anonymous person still appear?"

"Never mind that! The most important thing right now is to eliminate the Obscurus and prevent it from causing any more harm. Let's do it!"

The wizards present raised their wands, magical light brewing at the tips, intense magic surging around them, and dust flying up again.

With the wizard's attack imminent, this was undoubtedly the worst moment for Vizette.

Amidst the swirling dust, a burst of fire appeared out of nowhere, and an old man emerged from it.

The old man wore a purple robe with gold trim, and had long, silver hair and a silver beard that could be tucked into his belt. Behind his glasses, his deep blue eyes were bright and piercing.

The wizards present all looked surprised. "Headmaster Dumbledore? What are you doing here?"

Chapter 2 Dumbledore's Concern

Seeing Vizet imprisoned in the magical energy field, Dumbledore was slightly surprised and gently waved his wand.

A more solid magical energy field appeared, completely enveloping the location where Vizet was.

In a meditative state, Vizet could sense that the magical power contained in this magical energy field far exceeded that of the previous magical energy fields.

"Does it seem I've arrived at the wrong time?" Dumbledore looked around and noticed the mess on the ground.

“A new student’s name and address appeared in the Book of Admission, and Minerva asked me to come and confirm it.”

"The names and addresses of the new students..." The tall, bald black wizard stepped forward. "Headmaster Dumbledore, are you here to find the incoming freshmen?"

“Yes!” Dumbledore nodded gently. “If the Book of Admission is correct, then this new student at Hogwarts should be the child before us.”

In Vizet's eyes, Dumbledore's arrival was perfectly timed.

Not only did it buy him time to continue absorbing the Obscurus, it also brought news that he could enter Hogwarts to study.

In Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, there was a question that came up: What is the best magic school in the world?

The answer given by the protagonist Newt is Hogwarts, which Dumbledore mentioned.

Newt's performance in the movie was quite impressive, which indirectly confirms the answer.

As a student, if given the opportunity to learn magic, Vizette would naturally want to choose to attend the best school.

He cannot speak directly yet. Dumbledore only needs to buy him a little more time so that he can use meditation to absorb the Obscurus and return to normal.

The black wizard looked troubled. "Headmaster Dumbledore, if he's a new student this year, it means he's over ten years old..."

"Obscured individuals rarely live past ten years old; I think you should know that. Perhaps there's a wrong address? By any measure, this Obscured individual is out of control."

Dumbledore's gaze swept over the crowd; he understood the concerns these wizards had.

“Kingsley, I understand your difficulties,” he said calmly. “But there are always exceptions, aren’t there? Among the Obscurials I’ve met, there’s more than one who’s over ten years old.”

"How about giving me and this child a few more minutes? If he loses control, I'll take responsibility for the consequences... I'll also give Connelly an explanation."

Having said all that, Kingsley had no reason to refuse. "Alright! We'll fix this place within ten minutes and then erase the memories of the Muggles around here."

Dumbledore smiled. "That's wonderful! Thank you for your help!"

Kingsley led a group of wizards to begin cleaning up the mess.

Through their joint efforts, the ruined house was put back on track, with rubble flying through the air, and the fireplace, walls and ceiling were slowly restored.

Dumbledore looked at the magical energy field, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "A very strange magical phenomenon... Is it actually gathering the power of the Obscurial?"

"For an eleven-year-old child to accomplish such an extraordinary feat... it's not surprising that the Book of Access would exhibit anomalies!"

Vizet paid no attention to what Dumbledore was saying; his attention was entirely focused on the Obscurus.

The power of the silent man was finally completely absorbed, and most of the power gathered in his chest, transforming into a black and red core.

The core was bound by several silver-blue chains, which beat continuously like a heart.

Vizette was finally able to feel her body and immediately reached out and grasped the core.

At this moment, the core of the silent man merged back into his body.

Dumbledore immediately noticed that the black mist in the magical energy field dissipated, and the thin boy fell from mid-air.

The boy had dull black hair, and his deep black eyes revealed a sense of relief and relaxation.

Dumbledore immediately waved his wand, and in an instant, the magical energy field vanished completely.

A phoenix the size of a swan suddenly appeared and steadily supported the boy.

Vizette felt the softness and warmth behind her, and a smile involuntarily appeared on her face. "It worked!"

He blinked and discovered that the ruined building had been completely restored. "Is this magic? It's amazing!"

"Child, you did very well!" A kind face came into view. "To be able to break free from such a dangerous force, you are far more outstanding than most children I have ever seen!"

Vizette asked instinctively, "Are you... Albus Dumbledore?"

"You know me?" Dumbledore asked, slightly surprised. "If you know magic exists, why are you afraid of it?"

Vizette realized what was happening, turned her head to one side, and added, "When that weirdo was experimenting on me, he would occasionally curse your name..."

"Used you as an experiment?" A flash of anger crossed Dumbledore's eyes. "It seems you've suffered a lot. No wonder you hate magic. It's not your fault."

“Child, I must tell you something! You are an taciturn being, and today’s accident may happen again. You need to learn to control the taciturn being in your body.”

Following Dumbledore's words, Vizet asked, "What should I do?"

“My child, you need to go to Hogwarts to study, and that is the purpose of my trip.” Dumbledore’s eyes and tone were extremely complicated.

He remembered something, and long-buried memories were unlocked at this moment, bringing everything about Ariana to mind.

“Innocent people cannot be persecuted any longer! Such mistakes cannot continue to occur!” His tone was unwavering. “Absolutely not! Child, you need to go to Hogwarts to study.”

Having just transmigrated and already experiencing such a huge change, Vizette felt her eyelids growing heavier and heavier, and could only manage a weak hum in response.

Dumbledore naturally noticed this, and his tone softened again, "Child, get some sleep! There won't be any more danger tonight!"

Vizette nodded with difficulty, feeling even more exhausted.

For some reason, Dumbledore gave him a great sense of security, which finally made him succumb to sleepiness and fall into a deep sleep.

“Poor child, get some sleep!” Dumbledore noticed that Vizet had wounds of various shapes on his body.

"It seems I'll have to give him the Hogwarts acceptance letter later." He naturally understood that these wounds were caused by the dark magic experiments.

He reached out and carefully picked up Vizet. "Fox, this child has suffered so much!"

"Chirp!" Phoenix Fox chirped softly, flapping its wings and hovering in front of Vizet.

Its eyes welled up with tears as it looked at the wounds on Vizette's body.

Tears, like pearls, welled up in her eyes, dripped down her smooth feathers, and fell onto Vizette's body.

A miraculous thing happened: Vizette's wounds healed rapidly, leaving not a single scar.

Vizette's complexion also turned rosy, and even her previously pursed lips revealed a slight smile.

Kingsley led the group of wizards back to the room and asked in surprise, "Headmaster Dumbledore, has he really recovered?"

“Yes! He is a strong and talented child!” Dumbledore smiled. “He needs to go to St. Mungo’s for treatment. I’ll go and talk to Cornelius.”

Chapter 3 Luna: "I am your family!"

Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge returned to his office, and he was in a bad mood.

Whether it was the incident tonight that caused him to miss the lavish French dinner, or the content of the latest episode of "The Quibbler," it was all the reason he was in a bad mood.

Facing Dumbledore, his tone was slightly stiff, "Headmaster Dumbledore, you've said so much just to get an Obscurial admitted, right?"

Dumbledore replied calmly, "Yes! His name appears in the Book of Admissions. According to tradition, admission is an inevitable outcome."