A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 100 Black Magic Transformation

The new semester has begun, and the courses have become more difficult, and there are even more homework after class.The little wizards who had just returned to school hadn't gotten rid of the vacation syndrome, and they complained and threw themselves into the heavier and heavier learning tasks.

The first-year course was fairly easy, but it still made many students heave a sigh of relief, especially the most difficult transfiguration art, which really made many people want to read the textbook down.

Of course, the school curriculum has long been no difficulty for Owen.He spent more and more class time in the space facing the wall, greedily absorbing the knowledge of magic theory, conducting experiments again and again, and working hard to prevent himself from completely falling into the abyss of darkness.

For this reason, he didn't even pay much attention to the study group gatherings.Under such circumstances, the study group still persisted tenaciously and did not disband, thanks to Miss Know-it-All's guidance to everyone and Harry's mediation.

Stimulated by Owen, Hermione has studied hard for the past six months. Relying on her excellent memory and outstanding magical talent, she has almost finished her second-year knowledge.This has surpassed everyone in the first grade except Owen, so it is no problem to be a small teacher of a group of people.But she was still dissatisfied with her progress, and buried her face deeply in thick books all day long, and the dark circles under her eyes never disappeared.

Although Owen warned her that being overworked at a young age would lead to early hair loss, poor skin and short stature, the little witch felt that falling behind in studies was much more terrifying than that.Well, when she grows up, she will always understand the feeling of regret.

Daphne is also a clever little witch. She is not so eager for quick success and instant benefits in her studies, but steady and steady, and she can't make mistakes in both theoretical knowledge and magic practice.It's just that she has always been low-key, blooming quietly like a reserved and beautiful tulip, not ostentatious, but people can't ignore it.

Draco was in the same state as Pansy who joined later. The two of them basically played and learned for a while. It would kill them to let them sit there and study honestly between classes, but the two of them Didn't fall behind much on the course either.In Owen's words, they are indeed very talented in spells, especially in some small evil spells that are self-taught.

For this reason, Harry had to guard against the two having nothing to do to find fault with Hermione and Neville.As a typical Slytherin and Gryffindor, it is normal for the two sides to dislike each other, especially Harry always shows extraordinary maintenance and preference towards Hermione, which makes Draco very unhappy , I always feel as if my things have been robbed, or by someone he doesn't think much of, who can bear this?
Although Hermione usually chooses to roll her eyes back or just ignore it, Neville is often blown out of Draco's fury.Fortunately, Draco has gradually learned to grasp a certain degree to keep this kind of small conflict within the scope of healthy competition, but his broken mouth is really annoying.

Neville has made great progress these days, and he has shown extraordinary courage and unyielding determination.Although he was still stupid, he also learned to give Draco a cold retaliation, and his honest look became his protective color.

And then there's Crabbe and Goyle... well, let's just say they're old janitors.

The magical talents of the two big guys are really not that good, and the most important thing is that they can't turn their minds, but they are not without advantages.From Owen's point of view, the spell cast by Crabbe is powerful, with strong destructive power but poor control. He is a good learner of black magic, but it is easy to backfire on himself.As for Gore, uh, this is a real fool, and Owen thinks it is more suitable for him to punch people with his fists.

Owen was quite satisfied watching a group of little wizards go away in a weird direction under his influence, and he probably wouldn't be too boring in the future.

Harry is also a top student now. His talent is already outstanding. After restraining his playful thoughts, he has made rapid progress in Potions and Charms, and even Hermione can't catch up in the study of dueling spells. .It's just that he is also partial to science, and his performance in Transfiguration is quite satisfactory. As for the history of magic, he often takes naps in class.

However, after the Christmas holidays, Harry always seemed anxious, especially as the first Saturday of the new term drew closer, his whole body seemed to have turned into a frosted eggplant, exuding a sense of melancholy and resentment His aura and temperament seemed fragile.

"Harry, what's going on with you recently?" Owen just finished an experiment in the space facing the wall, and when he came out, he saw Harry's dazed face, and even those beautiful green eyes became dim. up.

Harry glanced at him dreamily, and said in a sleepy tone: "On Saturday, I'm going to Professor Dumbledore's office..."

"Are you worried that you haven't read the pile of books that Mr. Dumbledore arranged?"

"No, I'm done." Harry grinned, "I don't know what to say... At Christmas, Blaise gave me a big bag of cockroaches, you know, just like cockroaches and crawling around A kind of candy... I couldn't swallow it, thinking that Professor Dumbledore admired this kind of candy, so I gave it to him at the Christmas banquet."

As he said that, he groaned and his expression became lifeless: "After returning to school, Blaise told me that he mixed a few real cockroaches into the cockroach pile..."

The expression on Owen's face froze, and after he blinked slightly, he squeezed his lips tightly and suppressed a smile with difficulty, a faint blush appeared on his slightly pale cheeks.

Harry's eyes were empty, and he said in a low mood: "I haven't seen Dumbledore these days, what if he has already eaten? What if he thinks I'm doing something bad on purpose..."

"Well, you have to go to Blaise for an explanation." The smile on Owen's face became wider and wider.

"I'm seriously considering whether to kill him or not," Harry said quietly.

"Hahaha..." Owen finally couldn't help laughing out loud, waking up Melet, who was sleeping on his lap.Kitten Lizi bit his fingertips angrily, and kicked his palm with his back paw.

Harry looked resentfully at Owen, who was gloating with a smile, and suddenly felt that he would never love again.

After adjusting his state, Owen returned to the space facing the wall in a good mood, and stretched his waist without any image in the white world.

Various theories, experimental data, and conjectures have filled a thick notebook on the improvement of Ravenclaw's mind-separating magic.Owen turned over the last few pages and pondered for a while, then turned his attention to the mutated nightmare he copied from the nightmare forest.

This little nightmare, the size of a human head, is floating aimlessly on the edge of the white mist space, like a small balloon, its small red eyes are opened ignorantly, and there is a long and long sound from its mouth, unconscious, but With instinct.

Owen thought about it, and tried to copy this little thing like any other item.The white mist gathered silently, and another nightmare that was exactly the same emerged out of thin air.The two little things were floating lightly with red eyes, which made Owen's eyes light up.

"Copying things in the nightmare space doesn't need to consume connection points anymore? Then there will be no shortage of experimental products." He copied multiple nightmares in a row, and then stretched out his palm to one of them.

As if touching a puff of cold smoke, the nightmare sneaked into Owen's body from Owen's palm instinctively.A coolness spread up the arms, bringing a numb feeling, but it was not obvious.It takes a long time for Nightmare to occupy a person's body, and there is no way for people with strong will or profound magic power.

Just as Owen was about to close his eyes to experience this feeling carefully, a colder and more evil dark force suddenly emerged from the depths of his body, occupying his entire body in an instant, making his eyes even darker .

"The power of the Black Demon Guard?" Owen looked down at his palm.This force domineeringly pounced on the Nightmare that had just invaded. In a burst of sharp cries that seemed to be coming from inside the body, the Nightmare was mercilessly strangled, just like the Black Demon Guard pinched to death those who were torn by it. Like the soul that comes out.

"The black magic guard can protect me from being possessed by some things, but when facing more powerful and evil souls, it will become the most suitable body... It's really extreme." Feeling the power in the body disappearing again Going down, Owen slowly raised the corners of his mouth, "Is this just enjoying it if you can't resist?"

He raised his eyes to look at a nightmare. This kind of magical creature obviously has the characteristics of a part of the soul. It cannot be touched, nor can it be hit by physical attacks, just like ghosts or dementors.

This mutated nightmare can manipulate two bodies at the same time in a mysterious way, and Owen's trouble is precisely that it is difficult to make the mind have the characteristics of the soul, unable to fill that empty shell.But if you can let your soul occupy two bodies at the same time like a mutant nightmare, maybe you can solve this problem.

"Then we must first understand its structure, which requires dissection..." Owen gracefully waved the wand in his hand, endless malice surged in his heart, and the dark guard quietly appeared beside him.

Unable to resist licking his lower lip with the tip of his tongue, Owen squinted his eyes to taste the unfettered feeling of freedom, and couldn't help holding his cheeks with a smile and murmured: "Black magic is really fascinating."

He smiled lightly and stretched out his hand to the black demon guard. The pitch-black shadow swirled in the air, wrapping his body lightly, covering his whole body in darkness.Owen tried to touch the nightmare in front of him with his hand, and this time, he managed to touch it.

The black devil guards can grasp the soul, so naturally they can also touch this kind of existence.In fact, although Nightmare has some of the characteristics of a soul, it is not a soul in essence, it can only be said to be a magical creature.Fortunately, it is not the soul. After all, the study of the soul is still an area that is difficult for Owen to touch. The magic he currently knows that can affect the soul, except for the Dark Guardian, there are only three Unforgivable Curses , can only hurt, but forget about research.

Owen's eyes hidden under the black mist looked at Nightmare in his hand indifferently, then he raised his wand, mobilized the power of the black demon guard, and pierced into Nightmare's white and miserable illusory body.

Although the nightmare in front of him had no sanity, he instinctively let out a sharp howl, the sound was extremely ear-piercing.Owen used his wand to cut Nightmare's body without any emotion, searching obsessively like a mad scientist.From time to time, he used a few magic spells to detect and collect data, and recorded his gains and inspirations in a notebook beside him.

The research on the mutant nightmare lasted for several days, and Owen quickly discovered a special structure worthy of attention.He was a little surprised to find that it seemed to be in a strange superposition state, like two identical nightmares overlapping but separated and tightly entangled, but in fact there was only one.It is precisely because of this magical state that Mutated Nightmare can control two bodies at the same time, because it is essentially one but has two sides.

Owen glanced at the Rabbit Muse who was currently living in the corner of the space facing the wall, and felt that the state between the two was somewhat similar.The rabbit is in a superimposed state of life and death, and will show one side with Owen's interference, but the state of the mutant nightmare is obviously more stable and more wonderful.

However, with Owen's level of knowledge, he couldn't understand the principle of this state at all. Even if he combined Ms. Elizabeth's research notes on the soul, he felt confused.

"This is out of line." Owen shook his head.

Fortunately, he has figured out the specific structure, even if he can't understand it, he can directly model a similar structure mechanically.As long as one's own soul has similar characteristics, it may be able to achieve functions similar to those of mutant nightmares.

In the end, the research inevitably involves the soul. Even if the structure of the ultimate goal is already in place, it is only necessary to follow the gourd and make adjustments and changes step by step, but the soul is inherently difficult to be influenced.

Conventional methods do not work, and Owen can only think of using the power of emotions, such as malice.

Going round and round, he finally tossed out a prototype, but it turned into a black magic...

"Isn't it unreliable to use black magic to solve the side effects of black magic?" Owen looked at the messy notes in front of him, his expression fluctuating, "And it involves the deformation of the soul, I always feel that it may be a trap... ..."

The first rule of magician Adebe Wolverine's "Fundamental Rules of Magic" is: tampering with the deepest secrets at will - the source of life, the essence of self - must be prepared to suffer the most extreme and dangerous consequences.

Owen's dark guard may have violated this rule.The patron saint is not only the embodiment of the wizard's positive and happy emotions, but also represents a part of the wizard's secret and positive self. The black magic transformation of the patron saint is undoubtedly alienation and abandonment of this part of self.As for the consequences, Owen also deeply felt that he was being dragged and ran towards the dark abyss unstoppably.

As for the change of the soul, there is no doubt that it is also within this rule.

"But do I have a choice? Should I wait to be possessed by Voldemort? Or try to help him get the Philosopher's Stone back?" Owen refused in his heart, after all, Voldemort is a real dog. "And the side effects of black magic must be resolved as soon as possible..."

Sure enough, Voldemort is a prehistoric pit, and Dumbledore who lured him to Hogwarts is also really scumbag!Although Dumbledore probably didn't know that Voldemort had sneaked in, he was still crumbs!
Owen shook his head, and put aside all kinds of concerns that popped up in his mind: "Let's try and improve it in the space facing the wall first, and hope that the problem will not be too big."

Pointing his wand to his forehead, he uttered a somewhat lengthy and complicated incantation.This transformation is divided into two parts. One is to use the improved Ravenclaw mind-splitting magic to change one's own thinking and separate all new evil thoughts in the future.The second is to use the soul deformation magic he created to change the state of the soul.

In this way, the soul, as a superimposed state, can simultaneously occupy the two bodies of the body and the Black Demon Guard, and that part of thinking can also be implanted in the Black Demon Guard, using its own original malice as a bridge, it can still be easily used instead of As for the impact on itself.

The first part is already very proficient, but after chanting the second part of the spell, Owen only felt that he became in a trance, dizzy and blurred like drunk.He lay down beside the desk desperately trying to maintain a semblance of sobriety, seriously feeling all the changes in himself, and waiting for the process to end.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and I don't know how long it took before Owen regained his sobriety.He stood up, first checked himself, and found nothing abnormal, then closed his eyes and felt his own thinking, he felt that his mind had never operated so clearly.The brain seems to be divided into two independent but closely coordinated parts, as if it has evolved from a single core to a dual core.

"This part is considered a success." Owen felt his own emotions and found nothing missing.Then, he looked a little strange, he didn't use his wand, and he didn't chant any spells, but with a thought, the Black Demon Guard quietly appeared in front of his eyes.

Casting spells without spells and wands!Owen stared at the ominous shadow in front of him, feeling that he was more inseparable from it, and at the same time, he seemed to be able to control it as if he was controlling his own body.

Owen tried to make the Dark Guardian fly left and right, and even manipulated it to make a sound.He couldn't help but think of the method used by the Order of the Phoenix to use the Patronus to deliver messages. The two seem to have the same effect.And when Owen let go of the control, the Dark Demon Guard returned to its previous state, circling around him obediently and flexibly.

"This part is also successful. The last part is left, the side effects of black magic..." Owen closed his eyes, then pulled out his wand, mobilized his emotions and released a few at the dummy used to practice the spell The Unforgivable Curse.

No obstacles were encountered, and the release of the magic was very smooth. After all, Owen’s original negative emotions were not divided by him. After experiencing several experiences of abusing black magic, this part of malice should not be underestimated. restraint.Owen focused on the traces of newly born malice, and found that they merged into the Dark Demon Guard along a wonderful connection, but they could still be mobilized at will to enhance the power of Owen's own magic.

A large part of the side effects of black magic is that a person will become evil and paranoid involuntarily if he is immersed in malice for too long.The method used by Owen is actually to change his own way of thinking and separate this subtle influence.

"It really succeeded?" Owen slowly put down his wand, and felt a little unreal for a while, "It seems that no side effects have been found, or is it hidden too deeply for me to see?"

He didn't waste time, and started to try and eliminate in various ways, testing his current situation again and again, and finally found that this state was really good.

Owen did not recklessly try directly on his own body, but repeatedly entered and exited the wall-facing space several times, and conducted a total of seven experiments until he practiced very proficiently, and eliminated all possible hidden dangers, and carried out certain details on certain details. After the improvement, this finally made up his mind.

It was exactly nine o'clock at night, Owen stood up from the armchair by the fireplace, put Melet in the chair, stroked her furry head lightly, and then walked towards the bedroom.

The dormitory was still empty, Draco and Theodore were supposed to be doing their homework, and Harry hadn't returned from Dumbledore's place.Owen climbed onto the bed silently, and chanted the spell he had already mastered very well to himself.

The mysterious and long incantation sound echoed faintly in the dark bedroom, carrying a strange and mysterious meaning.After Owen finished reciting the spell, he lay on the bed in a trance, staring blankly at the green curtain on the top of the four-poster bed, allowing the spell to change his body and even his soul little by little.

Before he knew it, he fell asleep slowly, and didn't get up from the bed until early morning with a confused face.Melet didn't know when she had crawled onto his pillow, curled up against his cheek and fell asleep.

Owen suddenly raised his hand to touch his nose, but fortunately, the nose was still there.Then he tugged at his thick hair, um, not bald.He came to the mirror funny and looked at himself in the mirror.

The little wizard in the mirror had a calm but icy complexion, his originally slightly pale complexion became even paler, and even his lips turned pale, making him look unhealthy.

Owen stroked his cheek, and there was no surprise about it.After all, what he carried out was a kind of black magic transformation, and it would have some influence after all.

He smiled brightly at himself in the mirror, but a black mist suddenly filled his dark eyes.An ominous faint black mist filled his whole body in an instant, making him look mysterious and evil.

"Sure enough, once you fall into the darkness, it is difficult to return to the light. What follows is the endless confrontation and struggle between rationality and evil thoughts. However, it is still a bit interesting." Owen said with a half-smile, "In this way, I can go to the world more recklessly. Be a... dark wizard."

The little wizard in the mirror quietly returned to its original state, and the surroundings remained silent as usual.

(End of this chapter)