Soaring Magic Power

"Yunus!" Blasted away by the shockwave, Lester stared fixedly at his enemy, fury blazing in his eyes.

When he had received the previous owner's memories, he had also inherited the same emotions.

The previous owner had suffered so miserably all because of Yunus. Now that enemies had met, their hatred naturally burned all the fiercer.

At that moment, all the Pure-blood wizards and Aurors immediately became excited upon Yunus's arrival.

"What a bunch of trash!"

Watching his Auror subordinates tremble with their heads clutched in their hands under the Dementors' influence, Yunus frowned.

"Patronus Charm."

Yunus slowly raised his wand, his lips moving as a string of incantations rapidly spilled from his mouth.

Moments later, a white eagle shot from the tip of his wand and flew fiercely toward the Dementors.

As everyone knew, only the Patronus Charm could inflict substantial damage on Dementors.

Sure enough, the Dementors that had been recklessly feeding on souls among the Aurors stopped their movements in fear at the sight of the white Patronus, each creature shrinking into a trembling ball.

"Patronus Charm!"

Once Yunus's Patronus had brought the situation under control, the other Aurors who still had the strength to fight also raised their wands and cast Patronus Charms.

Although the Patronus Charm was considered rather advanced magic in the Wizarding World, the Auror force was simply too well-trained. For a time, countless Patronuses shot from the Aurors' wand tips.

Even those Aurors who could not cast a complete Patronus Charm could still affect the Dementors considerably with the silvery-white mist spraying from their wand tips.

Thus, the Dementor army that had been cutting through everything in its path was immediately brought under control the moment Yunus appeared.

"Damn it, we're really finished this time!" Leona, the sleazy old man, watched the Dementor army get subdued so easily, his heart turning utterly bleak.

Now that the Dementors had been restrained, the Aurors who had lost their combat ability would immediately begin attacking from the rear.

And there was a whole crowd of Pure-blood officials from the Ministry of Magic in front of them, not to mention Yunus, the unfathomably powerful head of the Auror Office.

How were they supposed to fight this war?

It was not just the sleazy old man who thought so. The other prisoners felt much the same.

Mighty Yunus had reversed the entire battle the instant he appeared, casting a shadow over every prisoner's heart.

Just as all the prisoners sank into despair, Yunus moved.

His refined yet arrogant face was full of contempt for Lester and the others. His magnificent golden wizard robes displayed his noble status, while his lake-blue eyes brimmed with killing intent.

"It's time to end this farce."

Yunus slowly raised the black wand in his hand, its surface engraved with magnificent golden patterns that highlighted its nobility.

"Avada Gnaw-the-Melon!"

Looking at the prisoners still stubbornly resisting before him, Yunus struck with killing intent in his eyes, immediately casting a terrifying Killing Curse.

In an instant, a huge, thick Killing Curse shot from Yunus's wand and sped toward Lester and the others.

The green light released by the powerful Killing Curse dyed the entire third floor of the Ministry of Magic green the moment it appeared.

But that was not all. Having just cast the Killing Curse, Yunus did not pause in the slightest. He raised his wand at Lester and the others and unleashed another grand barrage of Killing Curses.

Yunus was now like a spell turret, continuously firing terrifying Killing Curses at Lester and the others.

Clearly, Yunus had no intention of leaving these rebellious prisoners even the slightest chance of survival. Every strike he made was a vicious Killing Curse.

Watching green Killing Curses fill the sky, despair filled many prisoners' eyes.

How were they supposed to fight an opponent this powerful?

Especially Ludo, who had been hiding in the ruins since the battle began. Seeing the countless Killing Curses rushing toward him, the old man's face turned green with fright.

"It's over. We're really done for this time."

Ludo had never imagined that he would not die at the hands of the deranged prisoners, but would instead be killed by his own people. It was simply too absurd.

Just as Ludo closed his eyes and prepared to welcome death, a sturdy figure appeared before him.

"Fire Shield Charm!"

With the man's furious roar, a blue Fiendfyre barrier materialized before the prisoners.

Boom!!!

The incoming Killing Curses instantly exploded against the Fiendfyre barrier.

The powerful shockwave from the explosions even forced the prisoners behind it to stagger back several steps.

Lester, who was directly resisting the Killing Curses, bore the brunt of it.

At that moment, Lester felt as though his internal organs were about to be knocked out of place, while the churning in his stomach nearly made him vomit.

But he had no time to think about that now.

All of Lester's attention was focused on the system panel. His thoughts kept pressing the small plus sign behind Magic Power, frantically increasing his Magic Power.

Although the Fire Shield Charm was an exceedingly advanced dark spell, as Lester's proficiency with it steadily increased, he could cast it normally with only a small amount of Magic Power.

But no matter how proficient he was with the spell, 10 points of Magic Power were nowhere near enough!

[Dark Lord System]

[Host: Lester Bide]

[Magic Power: 100+(100000 Fear Points/point)]

[Mastered Spells: God-tier Invisibility Technique (Max Level, cannot be improved)]

[Wall-Piercing Technique (Basic Spell, cannot be improved)]

[Transfiguration (from Boggart, cannot be improved)]

[Level 2 Fire Shield (989/1000)]

[Mission: Angry Prisoner]

[Lottery Draws: 0 (1000000 Fear Points/draw)]

In the blink of an eye, Lester's Magic Power had reached 100 points. At the same time, the cost of increasing it had risen to a full 100,000 Fear Points per point.

"System, are you kidding me? Why does it take 100,000 Fear Points to raise it by one point?"

Lester was extremely dissatisfied. After all, 10,000 Fear Points could get him plenty of good things in the lottery, yet they could only raise his Magic Power by one point. That was far too unreasonable.

And after reaching 100 points of Magic Power, the price actually increased further. How could Lester possibly accept that?

Faced with Lester's question, the system finally spoke after a long silence and offered an explanation.

[ Ding! Because the host is currently too young, a drastic increase in Magic Power would cause the magic within the host's body to lose control. Therefore, the Fear Points required to increase Magic Power will gradually rise. ]

"Lose control?" Lester fell into thought. Wasn't that how an Obscurus came into being?