Another Obscurial

When Sean returned to the castle from the Hospital Wing, he was greeted with cheers and applause. Almost every Hogwarts student who saw him wanted to come up and shake his hand, while those who were already familiar with him were eager to prove to others: Look, Sean Wallerup and I are very good friends!

On his way back, Sean had his shoulders put on by more than thirty people, and he even felt that the shoulders of his plain robe were shining.

However, Sean wasn't particularly pleased with himself. The students' enthusiasm actually made him feel a little embarrassed, since he didn't seem to have really done anything yesterday.

He rushed to the Charms Class classroom, but Professor Flitwick didn't seem to care about his lateness at all. When Sean handed the wand back to Harry, Professor Flitwick even shouted it out loud.

"Mr. Wallop's helpfulness towards his classmates earns him ten points from Ravenclaw!"

No other students expressed dissatisfaction; everyone smiled and nodded, believing that Sean deserved it.

Even the students of Newmontgard felt the same way. Their school's professor was a Dark Wizard who had tried to steal Hogwarts ' treasures, which made them feel ashamed.

Many people even thought: If Riddle succeeds, we'll still have some face.

As a result, the meticulously planned conspiracy was thwarted by a first-year wizard. This huge discrepancy had little to do with whether Riddle was a bad guy or not, but the outcome remained the same: Newmontgard was still the one who lost face...

Under the intense gaze of his classmates, Sean gave a dry laugh and returned to his seat.

Hermione, who never daydreamed in class, immediately moved closer as soon as she sat down and whispered, "Sean! You actually went to face Riddle all by yourself!"

The girl's voice became much higher-pitched, filled with shock mixed with worry and relief.

"Actually, I didn't do anything..." Sean replied in a low voice.

"You're too modest," Hermione sighed. "You even saved Harry's life!"

"I can't explain it..." Sean sighed in frustration.

That old man Grindelwald must be seriously ill...

When Charms Class ended, Harry was excited and wanted to say a few words to Sean, but after seeing Hermione still by his side, he hesitated for a moment and gave up.

Sean knew it was probably something like the Obscurus, and well, there was another point that was hard to explain.

It wasn't until just before the dinner that Harry finally got a chance to see Sean struggle free from the enthusiastic crowd. He quickly pulled Sean into a secluded little room.

"Thanks, Harry, good heavens, someone just touched my face!" Sean panted as he straightened his wrinkled robes.

"Dude, this is probably going to go on for a few more days," Harry said.

Sean sighed, then looked at the other person. "Harry, how are you?"

"I'm fine! Listen, Sean, I have to thank you properly for that Cruciatus Curse ..." Harry said, still a little shaken.

"I'm glad you're alright. That wasn't me..."

"Don't worry, Sean, I will never tell anyone that you are Momo..." Harry looked around halfway through his sentence, lowered his voice and said seriously, "I will not tell anyone."

"But I am not Obscurial," Sean said helplessly.

Harry gave him a knowing look. "Of course, you're just a first-year Ravenclaw student, my friend!"

Sure enough, it was hard to explain... Sean sighed and decided not to bring up the topic again.

People will only ever believe what they want to believe.

However, Harry clearly had another request, and his voice lowered even further. "Sean, I have a request..."

"Tell me about it?"

Harry looked troubled. "Actually, besides you, I've met other Obscurial..."

"Other Obscurial?" Sean frowned. He had initially assumed that the information about the Obscurial came from Dumbledore or ' Dumbledore,' but it seemed that Harry clearly had other sources of information.

The Obscurial are not as ubiquitous as the Flobberworm.

Seemingly feeling that this place was not safe enough, Harry led Sean to a more secluded spot. In the cramped room, Harry finally voiced his plea.

"Could you tell me some techniques on how to control Obscurus? Not too many, or even just methods to suppress Obscurus? Of course, if you have any difficulties, I completely understand!" He looked very embarrassed; clearly, Harry thought asking such a secret was an unreasonable request.

"Why do you need this?" Sean asked, puzzled.

Did he mention before that his sister's strange illness was Obscurus?

Harry's expression turned sad and heavy. He swallowed hard and said softly, "You remember I told you that my sister Daisy has a strange illness?"

"She's Obscurial?" Sean asked in surprise.

Harry nodded bitterly.

This doesn't make sense... Sean frowned.

Obscurus arises from very specific circumstances: trauma related to the use of magic, a deep-seated hatred of one's own magic, and a conscious attempt to suppress it.

He hadn't been quite clear about it before; this was the accurate explanation he'd heard from Dumbledore.

Harry's family was happy, and his sister Daisy probably received even more love than he did. The Potter couple were enlightened wizards, and with two children and a lawless, arrogant godfather, Daisy shouldn't have been a Obscurial.

Harry explained, "Actually, the Obscurus came about later because of Daisy's strange illness."

He bit his lip. "The strange illness is just a theory... In reality, Daisy was cursed..."

Seeing Harry's rapid breathing and fierce eyes, Sean's mood also became heavy.

"My parents didn't want to tell me too much, but I still found out some things. It was a Blood Curse ..."

Blood Curse?! Sean's eyes widened. Daisy was a Maledictus?!

"This is the thing my parents have always felt most guilty about. They don't know which..." Harry gritted his teeth, his fists clenched tightly, "Which beast actually cursed a little girl!"

"I'm sorry to hear this, Harry ..." Sean said in a low voice.

Harry shook his head. "The Blood Curse wasn't discovered until Daisy was seven years old. Because she had been exposed to magic since childhood, she thought it was her own magical ability and kept it a secret from her parents, wanting to give them a surprise..."

"The reason she was discovered was because— Daisy killed her favorite Puffskein ..." His tone grew increasingly somber. "Daisy finally realized that it wasn't magical magic, but a vicious curse."

Harry lowered his head. "She confused the curse with her own magic. After all, she's just a seven-year-old girl... Daisy started to hate her abilities, but the Blood Curse still made her change form from time to time. She hated that, so she desperately tried to suppress her magic. We tried to help her relax, but the Obscurus born..."