God-tier Invisibility Technique

[Dark Lord System]

[Host: Lester Bide]

[Magic Power: 10 (an adult wizard has 100)]

[Mastered Spells: None]

[Quests: None]

[Lottery Draws: 1 (1,000 Fear Points per draw)]

A dazzling blue screen appeared out of thin air before Lester, its gleaming Chinese characters proclaiming his identity.

"System!" Lester nearly cried out when he saw the blue screen before him.

He had thought he would take over this unlucky fellow's body and struggle through life in prison for him until his sentence ended, then enter Hogwarts to study magic.

He never expected to obtain a system the moment he arrived.

Naturally, Lester was no stranger to systems.

As a young man of the twenty-first century who had long been steeped in web novels, Lester was naturally familiar with the system—the indispensable cheat ability of novel protagonists.

With practiced ease, Lester quickly figured out how to use the system.

It was nothing more than gaining system points and then obtaining abilities through lottery draws, just like the systems in other web novels.

He cautiously glanced at the Aurors and other prisoners around him. Only after confirming that none of them could see the screen before him did Lester relax.

Looking at the one lottery draw on the system panel, Lester slowly said, "System, I want to draw!"

Lester knew that systems usually gave out starter gifts. If nothing unexpected happened, the lottery draw on his panel was his beginner's gift pack.

[ Ding! Congratulations, Host, for obtaining the spell "God-tier Invisibility Technique!" ]

[God-tier Invisibility Technique: Upon use, allows the Host to enter a state of complete invisibility. Each use consumes 1 point of Magic Power.]

"Complete invisibility!" Lester's eyes lit up. This skill of his seemed pretty damn amazing. Unlike the Disillusionment Charm on the market, his God-tier Invisibility Technique could actually place him in a state of complete invisibility.

In other words, Lester would not need to worry about making sounds while walking, leaving footprints, or even running. Body heat, scent, breathing, panting, and everything else would likewise be perfectly concealed.

Even if he stood somewhere while invisible and light shone upon the spot where he stood, it would pass directly through his body.

This was the perfect version!

Looking at the God-tier Invisibility Technique on his panel, then at the terrifyingly decrepit surroundings, Lester suddenly had a bold idea.

Perhaps he could try escaping from prison?

Of course, that was only an idea. As an adult, Lester would not act so rashly. He needed to first understand the situation in Azkaban before deciding on an escape plan.

"Lester Bide, this is your cell. Once you go in, behave yourself."

An Auror led Lester to the entrance of an eight-man cell, gave him a warning, then motioned for him to enter.

Through the iron bars, he could clearly see the seven figures inside. They all stared fixedly at Lester outside the cell with burning eyes.

One bald old prisoner even wore a lecherous smile as he ogled Lester's handsome face, his mind already filled with indecent fantasies.

Logically speaking, whether it was Lester in this life or the college student Lester from his previous life, this was his first time entering prison—and such a terrifying prison at that.

Under normal circumstances, Lester should have been trembling in fear.

Yet this time, as he looked at the seven cellmates eyeing him like prey, Lester was not afraid in the slightest. If anything, he was eager to give it a try.

After the Auror opened the cell's iron door, Lester strode inside and brazenly sized up his seven cellmates.

It was obvious that these fellows were not good people. Then again, would good people end up in Azkaban?

Still, they were not truly monstrous villains either. After all, if they had been the sort who killed without blinking, they would have long since been magically thrown into the deepest part of Azkaban. How could they have had the chance to share a cell with him?

The eight-man cell was spacious. A decent Undetectable Extension Charm had been cast within it, so it did not seem particularly crowded.

On the left side of the cell stood four sets of bunk beds arranged in a row, each with white pillows and blankets.

On the right side was a bathroom reeking so horribly that it was obvious it had not been cleaned for years, leaving the air several meters around it unbearably foul.

Looking up at the seven fellow prisoners watching him like hawks, Lester knew that this stretch of prison life definitely would not be boring.

"Kid." The Auror had barely left when a burly man stepped forward.

The man stood a full eight feet tall. Standing before Lester, his shadow completely swallowed Lester's small frame.

"I'm the head of this cell." The burly man looked down at the thin Lester and said flatly, "Since you've entered Azkaban, you follow Azkaban's rules."

"You're new here. To temper your will, you won't be sleeping on a bed from now on. I think the spot by the toilet is a fine place. That's where you'll sleep."

The burly man spoke to Lester word by word, mockery in his eyes.

He did not know what Lester had done to be locked in Azkaban at only ten years old.

Perhaps Lester's magical talent surpassed ordinary people's, but so what? This was Azkaban prison.

His wand had long been confiscated by the guarding Aurors. Here, physical strength was what mattered.

And with his powerful body, he was the strongest existence in this prison.

Lester expressionlessly glanced at the burly man, then at the other prisoners.

When he saw that the others were all watching for entertainment, Lester sighed helplessly. He wanted to keep a low profile too, but his strength would not allow it!

"God-tier Invisibility Technique." Lester's lips moved slightly as he activated the God-tier Invisibility Technique he had just won in the lottery.

There was no way he could beat this tower-like brute in a direct fight.

But admitting defeat and sleeping by the toilet was even more impossible.

Because once he gave ground in prison, others would only push their luck.

Looking at that lecherous bald old man, Lester could tell with his toes what would happen if he admitted defeat.

So, faced with the burly man's provocation, Lester decided to stop caring about life and death—if you didn't submit, then fight!

Lester's small figure swiftly vanished from the cell, disappearing from the sight of everyone in the prison.

"Where did that kid go?" The tower-like man's pupils trembled as he stared at the empty space before him.

Disillusionment Charm!

He had not expected this boy, who looked barely ten years old, to be capable of wandless magic—and to successfully cast a Disillusionment Charm at that.

At this moment, Lester, now successfully invisible, did not immediately attack the burly man.

His body was still too thin and weak. Even if he viciously punched the back of the burly man's head, it would be difficult to harm him.

So he prepared to find a handy tool.