Vizette took two deep breaths, which helped alleviate the feeling of oxygen deprivation.
He didn't know if he was seeing things, but a wisp of black smoke drifted in front of him.
He subconsciously opened his hand, and the wisp of black energy wagged its little tail, trying to crawl into his palm.
The moment the black energy touched the skin, a white light suddenly appeared, as if sifting through a sieve, purifying the black energy by expelling evil thoughts, and only then did it truly merge into the palm of the hand.
Newt appeared before Vizette, his expression slightly strange. "It actually came back to you?"
Vizette looked up at Newt, recalling the earlier question about the Obscurus—whether the relationship between wizards and Obscurus could be understood in the "chicken and egg" analogy.
When Newt was young, he was able to separate Obscurus from Obscurials, which suggests he had a deep understanding of Obscurials.
Perhaps the answers to the questions he pondered could be found in Newt.
Thinking of this, he looked up and greeted, "Mr. Scamander, hello! Excuse me... did you just say that it returned to me?"
"Oh, it's just a small problem." Newt shook his head slightly, subtly putting his hand into his pocket.
Vizette did not cancel the Guardian Meditation Technique. He naturally sensed Newt's movement; the hand that reached into his pocket seemed to be holding a glass ball.
"Mr. Scamander, may I ask… was what entered my body just now the Obscurus? I have a strong sense of familiarity with it behind me."
"Yes, that's right." Now that Vizette had brought it up, Newt didn't want to hide it anymore and nodded, saying, "My purpose in coming to Sweden is not only for tourism but also to investigate the Obscurus."
Vizette continued, following Newt's words: "We did indeed encounter an Obscurial in this village."
"I came to this island because of the information you left on the wanted poster," Newt said. "And the Obscurial? Has he escaped? Or…"
"He became a sacrifice." Vizette added his own speculation. "I suspect he wasn't even a complete person to begin with…"
"Because I fought him, and he was too unstable... He seemed to be only proficient in the Obscurial's own abilities, similar to extremely powerful shapeshifting magic."
"He can turn all three sharks into humans, bring them to this island, and carry out a revenge mission guided by others, ultimately becoming sacrifices."
"Another sacrifice?" Newt frowned. "There's nothing left?"
Vizette nodded. "He became a sacrifice to Yggdrasil that just disappeared... or rather, he disappeared completely."
"Mr. Scamander, can an Obscurus be transformed into an Obscurial? I mean… is this process reversible?"
"If a wizard can become an Obscurial by suppressing his magical talent, then can an Obscurus become an Obscurial through some kind of magic?"
"I deduced from that person that the Obscurus can exist independently... but I can't find the answer because I've only seen this one special case."
"That's a very profound question." Newt blinked, deep in thought. "I once met a girl in Sudan…"
"The girl was also an Obscurial, and she was only eight years old. I was in Africa searching for venomous unicorns when I happened to encounter the girl who had gone out of control."
"With the help of a local shaman, I successfully separated the Obscurus. Unfortunately, it was too late. The girl was deeply affected by the Obscurus, and I could not save her life."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Scamander, I reminded you of something unpleasant," Vizette said apologetically.
"You don't need to say that. It's all in the past." Newt sighed. "Besides, you're doing well now, so I'm relieved."
"Hmm?" Vizette murmured, somewhat puzzled.
"Back to our previous topic," Newt rubbed his nose. "African wizards retain many ancient spellcasting habits and names for various types of magic."
"For example, they called ritual magic 'sacrifice' or 'ritual,' or they would use gestures to cast spells, and it wasn't until this century that they began to use wands widely..."
"They also have their own names for the Obscurus and the Obscurials. They call the Obscurus 'the curse of hatred' and the Obscurials 'the host of the curse'."
"'Obscurus' 'Obscurial'?" Based on the information obtained from "Primal Power: Obscurial (Beginner)", Vizette could say that these two titles corresponded to each other.
"Yes," Newt nodded. "According to them, only wizards who practice dark magic can attract the attention of the Obscurus."
"Although the names are different, the views on the cause of the silent events are actually consistent to a certain extent."
"I worked with a local shaman to separate the Obscurus from the Obscurial using an altar. That altar was very old and contained many murals."
"Actually, I painted all the murals, but when I went to MACUSA, they were confiscated by the Magical Congress and I never got them back."
"That's such a shame!" Vizette sighed.
"Now I only remember part of the interpretation of those murals. Let me think…" Newt murmured, resting his chin on his hand as he pondered carefully.
"I recall that there was indeed a description above of the Obscurus becoming an Obscurial. However, this state cannot last long and requires hatred as a driving force."
"Then it will match up!" Vizette replied.
He was also thinking that since the Isaiah Society had existed for so long, it was possible that they had mastered the corresponding reverse transformation.
He reached into his pocket, took out his notebook, and wrote down the information, marking it accordingly, as this information might come in handy in the future.
Seeing Vizette's actions, Newt pursed his lips, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.
Dumbledore happened to walk by, saw Newt's awkward expression, and said with a grin, "He's a Ravenclaw."
"Oh…" Newt suddenly realized, "That really is very… pure."
Dumbledore continued, "What are you talking about? I think I just saw..."
"We were talking about my time in Africa," Newt interrupted Dumbledore.
"Africa?" Dumbledore stroked his beard, his half-moon spectacles seeming to reflect a glint of light. "Uagadou is very interesting..."
"Africa has preserved ancient ritual magic, so its Animagus population is the largest in the world."
"Animagus?" Vizette finished taking notes, immediately looked up, and seemed to have a light in his eyes.
Dumbledore smiled slightly at Vizette. "I think I've also heard about the murals, and I'm quite interested in them."
"Besides that, I actually need to find another professor. How about we take this opportunity to go to Africa? You can give me some advice..."
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