White Demon King?
Hell of a White Demon King!
This is the true first-generation Black Demon King!
"I think, really, there's no need for this, we can talk." Ian certainly knew why the young Albus Dumbledore was so obsessed with the Obscurial issue.
If his mory wasn't incorrect, at this point in ti, his dear sister Ariana hadn't yet died, and as her brother, Albus Dumbledore was always trying to solve Ariana's situation.
This young version of the headmaster, caught in the dilemma of not having enough ti with Ariana and his research still being without a clue, clearly saw Ian as soone who could be used to find hope as a "sacrifice."
"So sins... I cannot avoid." The young Albus Dumbledore sighed deeply, his eyes filled with guilt but without a hint of struggle.
The magic runes grew more nurous.
So kind of power seed ready to flourish.
Ian knew he couldn't wait any longer.
"Clang~"
A bottle of murky potion fell from his sleeve.
It shattered on the ground.
The potion splashed onto the black hands, and for a mont, these black hands seed to lose their drive, releasing Ian and drooping like withered branches towards the ground.
"Whoosh~"
Ian had just retreated wildly, raised his magic wand, but solemn-faced Albus Dumbledore had already raised his wand, dispersing the potion on the black hands and manipulating them to once again envelop Ian.
Black mist filled the sky.
One might think Ian was fighting Voldemort.
"Expecto Patronum!"
No choice.
Ian could only cast the Patronus Charm.
Silvery light rose.
They interwove rapidly like a dazzling teor shower, forming a radiant net of light, the silhouette of a girl began to appear vaguely.
Yes.
This magic did not fail.
Nor would it fail. The Little Wizard felt sothing upon arriving at this ti, sowhat amazed, able to clearly sense the connection with Ariana.
Originally he wanted to discuss with the young Albus Dumbledore.
Unexpectedly.
He didn't give Albus Dumbledore a surprise.
Instead, it was the young Albus Dumbledore who gave him quite the fright.
"Ariana! Quick! Slay your evil and vicious brother!" Ian cried out for help loudly to his fully ford friend while frantically erasing the runes on himself.
Ariana, in the form of a Patronus, slowly stepped out of the light.
She wore a radiant silver armor, her long hair like a cascade, gently fluttering with the wind, holding a slender and exquisite longsword emitting a faint holy glow.
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh~"
The whistle-approaching black hands were chopped into fragnts, and upon contact with Ariana's sword, they were as defenseless as high-temperature ice blocks.
The sky-darkening black hands.
The girl didn't chop much.
Because after she appeared.
Those black hands began to float down.
As if they lost control.
"Huh? Brother?"
Ariana now saw the opponent's face clearly.
She looked astonished.
"This... this... what... what's happening!" The young Albus Dumbledore retreated several steps, staring at Ian's Patronus in horror and disbelief.
"Impossible! It's impossible!"
The handso young man's magic wand fell to the ground.
His body, which he was barely holding up, also kneeled to the ground.
"Brother, why are you young again, and still want to... deal with Ian?" Ariana obviously didn't know the situation, she floated to the front of Dumbledore, who seed to have lost his strength.
The girl raised her hand.
And touched the forehead of the handso young man.
As if she wanted to verify whether the young Albus Dumbledore was having a fever.
"Ariana... so..."
Albus Dumbledore's body visibly shivered violently.
"I get it, it was to verify... this..."
His eyes began to dim, becoming lost.
As if he had lost the belief that supported him to persist, the Life and Death Potion ultimately took effect, causing the young Albus Dumbledore to collapse backward, completely limp.
"Albus brother?"
Ariana swiftly supported her old brother's back of the head.
"Ian, was he controlled by an evil Dark Wizard?"
She looked back at the Little Wizard with so worry.
"Hell no Dark Wizard! He himself is the greatest Dark Wizard! The Black Demon King!" Ian was sowhat exasperated, he exerted all his strength to completely erase the runes on himself.
Even so.
He felt he wasn't clean anymore.
"Huh?"
Ariana was obviously stunned.
She wanted to say sothing.
But rely saw Ian's whole body beginning to emit a strange light.
The girl as a Patronus vanished instantly.
And along with her, Ian disappeared, slightly caught off-guard.
"Gone back already?"
Ian felt a strong dizziness, as if an invisible force had abruptly pulled him into a kaleidoscopic world. The peculiar light tightly wrapped around him, fluctuating with bizarre colors and rhythms, like a kaleidoscope, making his vision unfocused.
Amidst this light, the surrounding imagery began to distort and beco strange, space and ti seed aningless, everything fell into an indescribable chaotic state.
"Buzz buzz buzz~"
The Little Wizard's ears were filled with a long and low hum, as if ancient spells were echoing by his ears. Suddenly everything settled into calm. That strange light gradually faded away, replaced by a familiar and warm atmosphere. Ian snapped open his eyes, realizing he was already in a spacious and bright room.
It was Nicolas Flal's office, a place he knew very well.
The big clock.
Right beside him.
And the worried Harry Potter, the slightly strange-looking Nicolas Flal, and clutching his heart, clearly taking a breath of relief, Albus Dumbledore.
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