A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 107 Preparation
"Avada Kedavra!"

A flash of green pierced through the silent space, as if carrying the passing shadow of a huge object, it struck heavily on the edge of a thick, boxy stone wall, blasting the stone wall into a large scorched black hole.

"Oh, it missed again." Owen moved his right wrist holding the wand, and a cold and rational killing intent surged in his black eyes.

He tilted his head, wisps of white mist gathered around the thick stone wall, and the hole in the wall was repaired in a blink of an eye.Then, the white mist diffused into the ground and the surrounding fog walls, making this white space always peaceful and tranquil.

"It's really difficult to control." Owen walked slowly to the stone wall, stretched out his hand to caress the stone wall expressionlessly, and slowly narrowed his eyes.When the Killing Curse is released, the wand will vibrate violently, so it requires a strong ability to stabilize control and aim. That is to say, this spell needs practice, otherwise it will be difficult to hit the target.

Owen pointed his wand against the stone wall in front of him, and said "indestructible" a few times, and one after another white light beams merged into the stone wall, causing the wall to glow slightly, and then returned to its original appearance.

Owen stepped back a bit, adjusted his position, and continued to read in a cold voice: "Avada Kedavra!"

The green light beam cut through the white space again, and slammed into the middle of the stone wall, but it failed to destroy the stone wall at this moment, but was bounced to the other side according to the law of light reflection, and drew a sharp trajectory Finally smashed a wooden target, and then disappeared unabated when it hit the edge of the white mist space.

The white rabbit Muse, who was hiding far away, was so frightened that his hair exploded, and all the snacks in his mouth fell out.She shivered and retracted her head into the corner, but her butt with a fluffy tail was exposed, and the tail was still shaking.

"Tsk, the spell can be rebounded, and the same goes for the Killing Curse." Owen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and his expression became a half-smile, "So, this spell is still too extreme. At the same time as the opportunity, once it is rebounded, it will not leave any retreat for itself."

"If a person falls down twice in the same place, will he gain wisdom from the fall, or will he have a psychological shadow, or will he continue to be obsessed?" He flicked his finger, and the wand flew high in a whirl, When it fell lightly, he firmly caught it in his hand, "It's so interesting."

He sat on the chair with his eyes closed, and tapped the table with his fingers. After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at the terrified rabbit. The violent killing intent in his eyes had been completely restrained.

"Poor Muse, come and give me a hug." He stretched out his hand with a smile, as gentle as ever.

The rabbit, whose mind was not working well, looked around in a daze. After finding out that there was no danger, he ignored Owen's call, and continued to eat the snacks that fell out of his mouth just now as if nothing had happened.

"Well, it seems that I don't have to worry about your mental health." Owen took a piece of rabbit food and stuffed it into his mouth to taste it, his pale and delicate cheeks twisted slightly.

"It's so unpalatable." He smacked his lips.

……

After the day's class was over, Owen knocked on the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts office with his schoolbag on his back, and asked in a crisp voice, "Professor Quirrell, are you there?"

"Please come in." The voice from the office trembled slightly.

Owen stepped into the door and waved to Quirrell, who was getting paler and thinner. He saw that the other party hastily put away a glass bottle containing a silver liquid, and there was still a silver stain on the corner of his mouth.

Owen narrowed his eyes, and then said happily, "Professor, I found out how to pass that three-headed dog."

Quirrell's originally gloomy expression instantly became joyful and urgent, and there was light in his deep-set eyes.As long as he gets the Philosopher's Stone, he can live and even get unimaginable glory!

Another figure woke up from his eyes, with more urgent ecstasy, and even occupied the body for an instant, with deep and longing eyes fixed on the smiling little wizard in front of him.

"Say!" Voldemort ordered impatiently, and couldn't help frowning.What are you trying to keep laughing at?Tell me quickly.

"Professor, yesterday I learned how to raise a three-headed dog from Hagrid..." Owen said slowly with a smile on his face.

"That's all I need." Voldemort cut him off.He didn't want to listen to a lengthy explanation, the chance of resurrection was right in front of him, and he couldn't wait any longer.

"Hey, that three-headed dog will fall asleep whenever it hears music." Owen said innocently.Tsk, are you in such a hurry?He hadn't even spoken the words he had prepared yet.

"I see." Voldemort closed his eyes slightly, and tapped his fingers on the table.

The office suddenly fell silent, only the regular knocking sound echoed, like the beating of the heart, adding a kind of unpredictable power and pressure.

Owen lifted his heavy schoolbag up, looked around the messy small office, and began to think about what to have for dinner at the same time.

"Owen, what are you thinking?" Voldemort's light, whispering voice slowly drifted into his ears.

"Well, Professor, there is something at the corner of your mouth." Owen said seriously, "You are not taking unicorn blood, are you?" He paused, and said hesitantly, "That is scary Cursed..."

Voldemort squinted his eyes, and slowly wiped the corners of his mouth with a white handkerchief, his movements were graceful and flawless, like a nobleman who had just finished a good meal.

This Dark Lord is quite particular... Owen blinked his eyes.

"Yes, a curse... do you know what kind of curse it is?" Voldemort said softly.

"I only know that it will turn people into a half-dead, cursed life, and from now on they can only live like walking corpses." Owen answered the standard answer in the book, and then glanced at the other party curiously, without saying a word. See what changes.

"Hehe, the knowledge in books does not represent the truth. If you don't verify some things, you will never know the truth." Voldemort said meaningfully.It can be seen that he doesn't care about this curse at all, and even disdains it very much.

"In the eyes of those who are weak, this curse will make people's bodies evil and dark, and they can no longer be called human beings." There was a hiss in his voice, "but that is just a change Only a life form survives without any real damage, and only a weak heart will feel pain from it. When you throw away this meaningless value, you can even use this curse in reverse to make yourself become stronger."

The corner of Owen's mouth twitched slightly, that is to say, as long as you stop being a human being, this curse can't help you, right...

Well, the person in front of him is not only a man who is no longer human, but also a ruthless person who can slice his own soul.Owen had nothing to say about this, and stood still.

Professor you are awesome!He nodded with a serious face, and cast a look of admiration.

This obviously worked out well for the Dark Lord.Voldemort's pale fingers lightly stroked the corner of the table, and he suddenly remembered that the little wizard in front of him was very smart and could always pay attention to some details, so he slowly asked, "What do you think about the next move?"

Owen put on a contemplative look, and said after a long time: "Professor, our biggest obstacle is obviously Dumbledore. You know, Dumbledore put the Philosopher's Stone in the school to lure snakes out of their holes, and he will definitely be against the Philosopher's Stone." Pay great attention. Thinking differently, if I were Dumbledore, I would definitely place some perception magic in the place where the Sorcerer's Stone is hidden, so that I can sense someone breaking in at any time and respond in time."

"What's more, there are people from the Aether Society in the school now, and they have made a fuss." Owen said with a serious expression, "Harry has already become suspicious of Professor Quirrell, and obviously he has told about it. Dumbledore. There is no doubt that Dumbledore would pay attention even if he didn't listen, and even noticed Professor Quirrell."

"My suggestion is, if you want to get the Sorcerer's Stone, Professor, you must choose a time that Dumbledore can't think of, and use a method that won't make him suspicious. places, like where you can't Apparate and use Portkeys, or far away."

Owen raised his hand and wiped the corners of his lips, and continued with a smile: "And, it's best to lure other professors away before doing it. After all, after a few big incidents between you and the Ethereum Society, everyone has become The professors are very vigilant about the troubles in the castle, and it is not ruled out that someone will check the situation in the restricted corridor."

"Especially Professor Snape, he has almost confirmed Professor Quirrell's problem and needs to be distracted separately. For example, to create the illusion that Professor Quirrell slipped out of the school and went elsewhere, I think he will be very willing to follow up. "After Owen said this, he pursed his lips and smiled, and stopped talking.

For his plan to be realized, the professors in the school are uncertain factors, and they really need to be spent.Fortunately, there is no need for Owen to worry about this. The powerful Dark Lord and the stunned Qingqiluo will do a good job.

"It's not difficult." Voldemort pondered for a while, and said lightly, "Quirrell has already made preparations, it's nothing more than a slight adjustment of the plan. What else do you want to say?"

Owen lowered his eyes and said slowly: "The other point is the Sorcerer's Stone itself. If I were Dumbledore, I would definitely do something on the Sorcerer's Stone. Even if I don't need fake ones, I should also arrange some tracking or induction magic tools." curse……"

"You think I can't crack Dumbledore's tricks?" Voldemort asked coldly.

"Of course not." Owen bowed respectfully and gracefully, and said with a perfect smile, "Then I wish Professor you all the best."

"This Sunday, Quirrell will arrange everything, and you have to go together." Voldemort looked thoughtfully at the little wizard in front of him.He needs an insurance policy.

"Professor, if you don't dislike me, I may become a burden." Owen smiled happily, and said briskly, "After all, I promised the professor that I will do my best to help you get the Philosopher's Stone." Just get it, you can give it to me You touch it for a while.

"You can be more confident, Owen. With your ability, you will never be held back." Voldemort's voice became soft and pleasant, with a strange charm. "Ah, you helped me inquire about important information, how do you think I should reward you?"

Owen lowered his head slightly and said, "This is what I should do, Professor."

"Have you decided whom to serve, Owen?" Voldemort asked softly in a friendly tone.

I will always be loyal to myself.Owen murmured to himself, and then said with a deep smile, "I am willing to dedicate my loyalty to you, Professor."

"Very well, you made the right choice, and you will get the reward you deserve." Voldemort said softly, "When I really return, I will brand you with the Dark Mark."

Come on, it's too ugly... Owen expressed doubts about this guy's aesthetic level, no, it should be said that this inhuman guy's aesthetic level has seriously exceeded the scope of human understanding.

He stroked his chest again and bowed without changing his smile: "My honor, Professor."

Voldemort nodded with satisfaction.Not all Death Eaters are lucky enough to get the Dark Mark. In fact, possessing the Dark Mark means that they are among the top ranks of the Death Eaters.

Owen left the Defense Against the Dark Arts office with a smile on his face, he couldn't help but hehe in his heart, and then bumped into Professor Snape wandering nearby...

Looking at the thoughtful Snape with deep eyes, the corner of Owen's mouth twitched, Dean Xindao, you are so idle.

"Are you looking for Quirrell again?" Snape walked over quickly, the cloak fluttering in the wind behind him like the flapping wings of a bat.He stood in front of Owen and looked down at him, the expression in his dark eyes was sharp and indifferent.

"Yes, Professor Quirrell has taught me several spells these days. He is really a serious and responsible professor." Owen said very happily.He doesn't like to lie when it is not necessary.

"What spell?" Snape frowned.

"Iron Armor Curse, Confusion Curse, Termination Curse..." Owen listed casually, "They are all very practical spells." Well, there is also very practical black magic.

After chatting with Professor Snape for a few words, he naturally bid farewell to him.Snape stood silently in the corridor, staring deeply at his receding figure, his eyes narrowed.

……

Hagrid's cabin on Sunday morning.

Even though it is already warm spring, there is still a strong fire in the hut, which makes people feel a little stuffy.

Owen held a notebook in a studious and inquisitive manner, carefully recording the knowledge about magical animals that Hagrid told.Harry sat away from the fire, his cheeks still flushed from the heat.The others had declined the visit early on, and Harry thought they were the wisest of them all.

"...Yes, I've bred countless large animals, and many more that you've never seen before!" Hagrid was completely excited.Facing such a studious little wizard, he would even carefully record his words, which made Hagrid over his professor's addiction, and he couldn't help but start talking along Owen's questions.

"...Think about it, how many dogs with three heads can you meet? Just like my Lu Wei, despite his fierce appearance, he is actually very cute. Just play some music for him, He fell asleep right away..." Hagrid blurted out without thinking, and then snapped back, his mouth opened wide, and his expression flustered.

Owen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and finally got your words out.If Hagrid didn't say it again, he was going to say it himself.

He hooked his fingers lightly, and a thin, almost invisible rope was released from his left index finger, and passed through the window extremely quickly.Immediately afterwards, a crisp crackling sounded from a bush outside the window.

"Forget about it..." Hagrid was waving his huge palms wildly, and became terrified instantly after hearing the movement outside the window, and strode towards the window.

Harry was also surprised at first. After hearing the voice outside the window, he looked over for the first time, only to see a dark human figure shrinking into the shadow of the jungle at a very fast speed, and disappeared into the dense forest. among the trees.

"Someone is eavesdropping!" Harry jumped up, and chased after him across the window sill, "He heard you! Lu Wei's weakness!"

"Come back, Harry!" Hagrid also hurried after him.His big dog Yaya was chained to a stake outside the door and was barking.

Owen watched with a smile as two figures, one big and one small, got into the woods, unhurriedly pulling the thin thread on his left thumb.After a rustling sound, he dragged a black cloak in through the window.

After lightly patting the dust on it, Owen hid it in his robe, then sat by the fire and continued to flip through his notes as if nothing had happened.

There is no one who eavesdrops, it's just a little magic trick.

(End of this chapter)