Hogwarts's Master of Mind

After Aiden disappeared, the people in the council hall looked at each other in bewilderment. An Asian witch couldn't stand it anymore and said,

"Mr. Scamander, do you know which of your creatures is responsible?"

"Merlin's beard, this is the Obscurus." Newt's voice was very vague, revealing his shocked heart.

"Your accusation is too much, Mr. Scamander. There are no Obscurials in the American Federation." Picquery shouted. "Arrest them, Graves."

Graves, who was sitting on a chair nearby, reached out and snatched Newt's box, and tied up both of them.

The parliament ended under the mocking gazes of the MACUSA.

On the other side, Aiden slipped out of the Magic Congress Chamber and watched the Auror in front of him searching for him desperately.

The foreign dragon wanders around the solemn office space at ease, and can even look through their information.

At this moment, Aiden felt the waves of the sea of ​​self-consciousness circling around him.

He turned around and saw a man in front of him, looking at the entire room with burning eyes.

At this moment, Aiden finally understood the meaning of what Dumbledore had said to him in the Chamber of Secrets.

"Merciful Merlin, I hate prophecies." Aiden frowned.

"But without this wonderful power, how could we meet here, my fellow wizard."

Graves spoke, his huge magic power connected to the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness, and the waves continued to surge towards Aiden.

“Although, I don’t know how you made me invisible, but the power of the prophecy has locked you, and you can’t run away. As long as we start a fight, the Aurors will be here soon.

So, in order not to hurt our friendship, can you please listen to my ideals? "

'Gravis' looked confident of victory, and Aiden also came out of his invisible state.

"Gellert Grindelwald." Aiden narrowed his eyes at him.

At the same time, he sent his virtual personality to Grindelwald's island of consciousness, trying to control him, but Aiden felt the powerful mental barrier so clearly for the first time.

"Ah, although I don't know your name, it is definitely not wrong to call you Mr. Prewett." 'Graves' bowed, not paying attention to Aiden's actions.

"Look, my friend, we are wizards, we possess miracles that only a few people can obtain, but now we are like rats, drinking dirty water in the gutter."

Graves' eyes were fixed on Aiden, and seductive words kept coming to him.

“Join us, Mr. Prewett. You are a dragon man, a natural leader and weapon of war. Your great strength will be feared.

But if you use this power on the right path of liberating wizards and fighting for their rights.

You will be a hero, think about it, kid, what a bright road it will be, filled with flowers and praise, for the greater good."

'Gravis' opened his arms, as if the whole world was in his arms.

"Mr. Grindelwald, I'm sorry that I cannot agree with your idea. We who are familiar with the prophecy should know that wizards cannot obtain everything by violence." Aiden frowned. In fact, Grindelwald's remarks were indeed very attractive.

"A wizard indulging in a false peace? It doesn't matter, kid. You are still young and can be shaped. This is why he and I like young people."

'Graves' took out the elder wand, and it seemed that a dispute was inevitable.

'Graves' raised his wand and shot a stunning spell at Aiden.

'So fast.' Aiden bent his body ninety degrees to avoid the spell.

"Look at this nimble body." 'Graves' waved his wand casually, and more stunning spells roared towards Aiden.

The surrounding walls were also transformed into water, rushing towards Aiden, trying to wrap him up.

Aiden clenched his hands, and a silver-white long staff appeared in his hand, and multiple hexagonal crystal barriers emerged.

The stun spell dissipated upon hitting the crystal barrier, and the water rushing over was also diverted by the barrier.

"You are also proficient in alchemy. Were you trained by that old guy in Paris?" Graves exclaimed.

"Maybe." Aiden smiled and fired four general attack magics (Zoltraak).

Graves hooked his wand, and the rocks on the ground twisted and turned into a water curtain, catching the two beams of light.

He used Apparition to dodge the remaining two beams of light, which collided with the wall and exploded.

The huge noise attracted other Aurors, and soon, more than a dozen Aurors rushed in.

"Just surrender, kid. We will give you a light punishment because of your young age."

With the arrival of other people, Graves could no longer speak recklessly and changed his look to be righteous and awe-inspiring.

"Strength in numbers? But that's what I'm least afraid of."

The manipulator stood up straight, turning painful thoughts into a storm, spreading them in the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness.

In the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness, the celestial phenomena near a dozen islands began to change. Large flakes of snow fell on the islands, and the Aurors' mental barriers were destroyed.

The Aurors dropped their raised wands to the ground, and knelt on the ground twitching with their hands clasped around themselves.

"You... still have this ability?" 'Graves' also felt the invasion of cold and pain.

But he ignited the flame of his ideals in his heart, and his mental barrier withstood the storm created by Aiden.

With the help of the islands of consciousness gathered by the Aurors, the storm that Aiden stirred up in the sea of ​​collective subconsciousness also successfully interfered with the lock of the prophecy.

"Thank you very much for your help. See you again if we are lucky, Mr. Grindelwald." Aiden nodded to him, and then disappeared in a flash of space.

"He did it on purpose, and this method of breaking through the anti-Apparition was - Dumbledore."

Graves stood there, not sure whether he was upset at his own negligence or feeling jealous.

Aiden, who had escaped from the Magical Congress, was walking on the street with invisibility on, when suddenly a young and beautiful woman came into his sight.

"Ms. Goldstein." Aiden reached out and pulled Queenie Goldstein into the blind spot of his consciousness.

"Oh hey, cute little guy, what do you want to talk to me about? I have to go to work now and can't play with you later." Queenie tapped Aiden's nose.

"Your sister has been captured. The head of the Aurors in the Magical Congress is Gellert Grindelwald. They have imposed martial law now. I need you to help me sneak in." Aiden said seriously.

"Tini..." Queenie covered her mouth, and the sound seemed to come from her nose.

"What should we do?" Queenie looked at Aiden anxiously.

"Well, you go into the Magic Congress first, and then find a safe place to sleep," Aiden said.

"Get some sleep!??"

Queenie put her hands on her hips and ruffled Aiden's hair.

"My sister has been caught by them and is facing punishment, and you still have the mind to joke with me here."

"Stop, stop." Aiden escaped from Queenie's clutches and tidied his hair.

"I have the ability to travel through dreams. Now the Magic Congress has tightened its blockade, and I was discovered by them when I escaped by teleporting before. Other means of entry will definitely be discovered, so I need to use your dream as a springboard to enter the Magic Congress."

Aiden tried his best to explain the plan to Queenie, and finally finished it under her strongly suspicious gaze.