Lucius climbed to his feet, covered in dust and grime, from the wreckage of his own smashed-up hall. He looked around blankly and suddenly somewhat regretted bringing Rasim into his home.
If he had known the so-called duel would be like this, he should have made them go outside to fight.
Still, he was deeply shaken. He had never seen either of Murphy's two spells before. Not only were they extraordinarily powerful, they also carried a distinct flavor of dark magic.
And the reason Murphy had used spells like that, smashing up his house while winning the duel, was clearly to give him a warning.
That was only to be expected, but Murphy seemed even stronger than the last time Lucius had seen him. Rasim, an Auror captain, had been completely unable to fight back.
Power like that was not enough to make Lucius swear undying loyalty, but it did prove that Murphy had the ability to protect himself. Add his money and brains to that, and perhaps calling him the new Dark Lord was not such an exaggeration after all.
Then, should he stand fully on his side?
But where was he taking Rasim? Surely he wasn't going to kill him, was he?
Murphy brought Rasim to the Mind Magic Research Group by Apparition, then petrified him.
The two dark spells he had just used, one Dark Torrent and one Screeching Blast, were both spells he had learned from the diary, created by Tom Riddle himself.
The former was a rare sustained attack skill, while the latter was area magic. Both differed from ordinary spells, and this was the first time he had used them in actual combat since learning them. He was very satisfied with the results.
Speaking of which, as an Auror captain, Rasim's magic stat