Seeing Vizette 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 Vizette was.
In a meditative state, Vizette 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 Admittance, and Minerva asked me to come and confirm it."
"The names and addresses of the new students..." The tall, bald black wizard — Kingsley Shacklebolt — stepped forward.
"Headmaster Dumbledore, are you here to find the incoming freshmen?"
"Yes!" Dumbledore nodded gently. "If the Book of Admittance is correct, then this new student at Hogwarts should be the child before us."
In Vizette'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 could not speak directly yet. Dumbledore only needed to buy him a little more time so that he could 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..."
"Obscurials rarely live past ten years old; I think you should know that. Perhaps there's a wrong address? By any measure, this Obscurial 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 Cornelius 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 Obscurus?"
"For an eleven-year-old child to accomplish such an extraordinary feat... it's not surprising that the Book of Admittance would exhibit anomalies!"
Vizette paid no attention to what Dumbledore was saying; his attention was entirely focused on the Obscurus.
The power of the Obscurus 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 his body and immediately reached out and grasped the core.
At this moment, the Obscurus 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 him, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his 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 instinctively asked, "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 his 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 Obscurus, and today's accident may happen again. You need to learn to control the Obscurus in your body."
Following Dumbledore's words, Vizette 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 his 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 will be no 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 Vizette 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 Vizette. "Fawkes, this child has suffered so much!"
"Chirp!" Fawkes chirped softly, flapping its wings and hovering in front of Vizette.
Its eyes welled up with tears as it looked at the wounds on Vizette's body.
Tears, like pearls, dripped down its 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 his 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."