A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 137 The Sudden Crisis

Raindrops the size of bullets crackled on the windows of the castle, the trees shook violently in the rain, and the field was muddy.

Owen opened the letter from Natasha and heard Draco telling Harry the news from his father.

"... That's right, Sirius Black... He secretly took refuge in the Dark Lord back then... Ahem, the mysterious man secretly did a lot of things for him, and after the mysterious man lost his power, he still did some outrageous things. .Peter stopped him desperately so that the Aurors could arrive and catch Black in time." Draco said, looking at Harry sympathetically, "Besides, this matter has something to do with you..."

"What?" Harry asked with a frown as he listened seriously.He had an inexplicably bad feeling in his heart.

"Black did a very bad thing, Harry. Maybe you don't know, but he's actually a friend of your parents, or your godfather..." Draco muttered.

Harry listened expressionlessly, his fingers turning white.He asked hoarsely, "And then?"

"Back then, the Dark Lord...You-Know-Who didn't know why they were looking for your parents, but they hid themselves and used a complicated spell to protect themselves. Well, that spell was..." Draco stammered After a while, the foot under the table secretly kicked Owen.

"The Loyalty Curse can hide a certain secret in the soul of a secret-keeper. As long as the secret-keeper doesn't take the initiative to reveal the secret, this secret will never be discovered by others." Owen had to undertake the work of science popularization.

"That's it! Your parents used this spell to hide the location of your home, but they chose Black as their secret keeper..." Draco peeked at Harry's pale face, "Black put this The news was told to the mysterious man, and he found your home..."

Draco said nothing, but Harry already knew what happened next.Voldemort killed his parents, then was hit by a spell that bounced back just as he was trying to kill him...

It was all because of Blake's betrayal, his parents were brutally killed, without him, now... an unprecedented hatred flowed through his body like poison, but it could not be relieved.Harry could only hammer down the armrest of the chair, the pain in his hand made him feel better.

Seeing Harry's ugly expression, Blaise, who was listening by the side, patted him on the shoulder: "At least Black has to stay in Azkaban for the rest of his life. You know Azkaban, right? The dementors there are enough for him." No, he'll be tortured all his life to atone for what he did..."

Harry nodded stiffly, then took the investigation materials brought by Draco, and lowered his head to read them.

"Let him be quiet." Daphne whispered, holding Draco who was still about to speak.

Owen glanced at the rain outside the window, but what he thought about was whether Sirius Black would escape from prison and come to Hogwarts this year.Because of Peter Pettigrew's request, the fact that he came to Hogwarts to become a professor has not been published in the newspapers, not to mention that it is difficult for the prisoners in Azkaban to read newspapers.Although there are quite a few people who know about it, Black has no access to the outside world.

"That's fine, this year's Hogwarts is already messed up." He shook his head, looked at the letter he had just opened in his hand, and paused.

Natasha told him, in doggy crooked letters, that Lupine had disappeared the day before yesterday.

According to her, Lupine asked her for a day off (was also deducted a day's wages) that day, saying that he was going to visit a friend, but he never came back after leaving.Natasha waited for two days, but did not receive any news.

The reason why it is defined as missing is because Lupine's pitifully small luggage of some value is still stored in the bookstore, and even the salary paid last month has not been taken away.

"Visiting friends?" Owen raised his eyebrows, "Tsk, just adding to the chaos."

He took out a piece of parchment, gave Natasha a few words of advice, and folded the paper neatly.

……

On this day in October, the school had a rare sunny day, but after nightfall, a heavier rainstorm swept in again.

The bean-sized raindrops are like a thick curtain hanging from the sky, covering the distant scene. The moon and the starry sky are hidden behind the rain curtain, and it seems that they have not seen people face to face for a long time.The little wizards in the auditorium are having dinner, talking about interesting things on campus.

"I'm going to practice the spell." Owen put down the knife and fork in his hand, said with a smile, and left the auditorium alone.

"You said...where did he go to practice the spell?" Draco had a puzzled and curious expression.

"I don't know." Blaise said casually, cutting a deck of cards intently, but accidentally spilled them on the table, "By the way, Harry has been absent-minded recently..." He looked outside the auditorium while packing up the cards.

"Yeah, during Quidditch practice today, he almost hit the wall again." Draco spread his hands, "Still avoiding us..."

Crabbe and Goyle nod their heads quickly, stuffing their mouths with dessert.

As soon as Owen walked out of the auditorium, he saw Harry talking to Peter Pettigrew, and the voice came from afar.

"...I'm very sorry, Harry, I didn't mean to hide it from you..." Peter Pettigrew's sharp voice trembled, "I should have discovered Black's anomaly earlier, blame me for not paying attention, things were not right It's going to be like that... I'm so sorry, Harry..."

"I just don't think you should bear this prematurely... Oh, your friend is here, let's talk next time." Seeing Owen walk out of the auditorium, Pettigrew Peter hurried away.

"Owen, you discovered Pettigrew's identity early last year, didn't you? So you guided me to find him..." Harry looked at the heavy rain outside the window with a sad expression, "I think there is no doubt. Pettigrew has been What I want to hide from me is the matter of Blake. He has been hiding as a mouse for so many years. Is it because he can no longer trust others? After all, all the friends who grew up with him will betray..."

"It seems that you are at a loss. Why don't you talk to Dumbledore about this matter? Isn't he the favorite to guide the lost people?" Owen said with a smile.This guy was almost captured by Peter Pettigrew, which is not good.

"He doesn't seem to want to talk to me about it... Ouch!" Before Harry could finish his sentence, he was knocked aside by a figure running past with his head down.The man said "I'm sorry" in a low voice, and then ran away quickly, covering his face.

"Hermione!" Harry called.But the figure of the little witch disappeared at the corner of the corridor without looking back.

"She's crying," Harry said, "I'll go and see!" he shouted and ran after her, leaving Owen alone.

Owen blinked his eyes and shook his head slightly.He wasn't interested in asking about the little girl's sadness, so he turned the corner and stepped up the steps alone, continuing to walk in the direction of the Room of Requirement.He is going to find some useful materials in the box in the secret base over there, and do some magic experiments.

As soon as he climbed the stairs on the third floor and pushed open a hidden secret door, he heard a piercing scream from the third floor, and two figures rolled and fell down the stairs.Owen instinctively stretched out his foot to stop their momentum of rolling down the stairs, and found that the two embarrassed guys turned out to be Harry who had just separated and Hermione who ran away crying.

Harry clutched his wand tightly in one hand, and grabbed Hermione's skirt with the other, his hair was frantically bristling, and his nose was bleeding.He frantically squinted his eyes and touched his dropped glasses on the ground, while shouting loudly: "Run! There are wolves on the third floor!"

"No, that's a werewolf!" Hermione said in a trembling voice, her eyes were still red and swollen, and her shoulders were trembling slightly.She yelled sharply, "Run away! Find the professor! Once it bites..."

They heard a sound of heavy footsteps approaching quickly along the stairs, accompanied by deep panting and the roar of a ferocious beast, as if a brutal beast was rushing towards them.

"It's coming!" shrieked Hermione, shoving Owen and tugging at Harry with the other hand.Harry had only just put his glasses back on the bridge of his nose.

Owen staggered two steps from being pushed, his body nimbly stood firm on the steps, and then sprinted down the stairs in three steps at a time like an agile cat.He instinctively looked at the window to the side. It was cold and rainy outside, but if the weather was clear, today would be a... full moon night.

A tall werewolf appeared at the top of the stairs, staring at them with a pair of ferocious and hungry eyes. It looked like a giant wolf standing upright, with a wolf's head and a furry body, but its limbs were Stronger and more powerful than humans, the sharp claws shone with a terrible cold light.

"Dizzy!" Owen pulled out his wand instantly, and cast a stun spell on the werewolf.Immediately afterwards, without pausing, he released two stun spells one after another, blocking the space for the werewolf to dodge.

Three red light beams cut through the space and hit the werewolf on the stairs in a zigzag shape.The werewolf dodged the first two spells with agility that didn't match his tall stature, but he couldn't dodge the third stun spell, so he directly slammed into this spell viciously.

The stun spell hit the werewolf, only to make it stumble a few times in a daze.It shook its head, roared and continued to rush down, but its movements were obviously more cautious, ready to dodge Owen's spell at any time.

Werewolves are irrational after transforming on a full moon night. They will be dominated by the instinct of beasts to attack humans, and they cannot release magic spells. However, they have gained a strong and flexible body and excellent resistance to some magic spells.Anyone bitten by a werewolf of this form also becomes a werewolf.

Owen quickly went through the knowledge of werewolves in his mind, but he didn't panic. Now he can't even deal with a werewolf.But this guy couldn't be Lupine, could he?Is that how he visits friends?What a touching friendship.

Harry also cast a Stunning Curse at the werewolf backhanded, but the werewolf went up to him without hiding, his body only swayed a little, and then broke through the Hermione Obstacle Charm effortlessly, and landed on all fours at the bottom of the stairs. Posted an offensive stance.

At this time, loud talking and laughing and bustling footsteps came from downstairs, and the little wizards who had dinner were going upstairs along the stairs, unaware of the danger here.

"Don't go upstairs, run!" cried Hermione.But her voice was drowned out by the yelling of the students. The few young wizards walking in front heard her shout, but they were still pushed up by the unsuspecting companions behind.

A few people who had just climbed up the stairs met the werewolf blankly, and then, sharp and piercing screams echoed around, and the sound shook people's eardrums.

There was a crowded mess on the stairs, those who walked in front wanted to escape, and those who walked behind wanted to go up.The werewolf, who was made even more irritable by the screams, lowered his body, wrinkled his nose ferociously and looked at the group of students.

"Flying sand and rolling stones!" Owen ignored the interference of the noise, and released the spell calmly.

A werewolf has no reason, but possesses the instinct of a beast.It obviously knew that Owen's spell was more effective and more threatening to itself, so it dodged the spell and rushed towards Owen fiercely.

"Armor protection!" An invisible barrier stood in front of him, but the werewolf unexpectedly propped his hind legs against the wall, took advantage of the gap when Owen cast the Iron Armor Curse, and directly changed direction, facing the group of panic-stricken people The students rushed forward.

The hunting instinct told it that the villain in front of it was not easy to mess with, so its goal at the beginning was not Owen, but the group of weaker prey.This feint was indeed beyond Owen's expectation. The werewolf pounced on the crowd, fiercely pinned the two little witches under his paws, and opened his mouth to bite the neck of a crying little witch.

"Shocking." Owen instinctively threw a spell of fear.Compared with ordinary magic spells, which can only be enhanced by magic power and proficiency, black magic, which can also be enhanced by negative emotions, is obviously more powerful and effective in his hands.

A dim ray of light hit the werewolf who was opening his mouth wide open, causing his sharp teeth, which were about to taste the fresh flesh, to freeze in place, and his body trembled violently.It swung away the little witch under it, trembling, and covered its head with its claws.

This fear curse originally only allowed people to see what they feared the most, but in the hands of Owen, it turned decay into magic, adding the ability to forcibly cause great fear in the heart of the cursed person.

"Oh, it's exposed." Owen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his eyes were dark and unpredictable.But anyway, it's a little black magic, and within the scope of the school turning a blind eye, it's not a big problem.

"Passed out!"

"All petrochemical!"

At the same time, Harry's and Hermione's spells hit the werewolf almost at the same time, but it just made its body sway, slightly waking up from the extreme fear.

"Quickly imprison." Owen raised his wand and pointed, and a bright silver rope appeared out of thin air, binding the werewolf tightly.

Without giving it a chance to stay awake, Owen swung his wand violently, pulled the rope that bound the werewolf, and slammed it hard like a hammer ball to a wall of the corridor on the other side, away from the group of children running around in a panic. A battlefield where wizards interfere.

"Go and evacuate the crowd." Owen said succinctly, then raised his wand and pointed at the armor beside him and read: "Assemble as one!"

The armor was attracted by the strong gravitational force, and smashed obliquely towards the dizzy werewolf.Accompanied by a loud bang, the werewolf was hit and rolled several times, roared and broke the rope on his body, and rushed towards Owen angrily.

Harry on the side finally remembered the spell that Dumbledore taught him, and shook the wand in his hand at the werewolf, a white light hit it, making its body stiff, and its eyes seemed to become less violent .

Owen took the opportunity to use "Convergence as One" again, pulled down the chandelier above his head, and then used the floating spell to smash the chandelier on the werewolf when his face was ferocious again, directly smashing it into the air out.

There were two bloodstains on the werewolf's body, but he turned over and got up, grinning at Owen on all fours.

"Tsk, you're really tenacious." Owen's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he was about to lose his patience.The reason why this battle lasted so long was because he didn't want to use more powerful spells, such as crushing spells or blasting spells, so as not to accidentally kill the werewolf.

"Wingardim Leviosa!" He suspended the broken ceiling, then accelerated his descent suddenly, hitting the werewolf one after another.He figured out that werewolves had good resistance to spells like the Stunning Spell, but not so much against physical attacks.

The werewolf whimpered and stumbled back after being hit, with his tail tucked up, looking a little pitiful.Harry, who was following Owen, couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, feeling inexplicably as if he had become the villain.

"Drowsy!" Owen fired a beam of red light, which hit the werewolf's eyes.This time, it couldn't resist, and passed out straight away.

"It seems that the power of the Stunning Spell has to be improved." Owen looked down at the unconscious werewolf condescendingly, thinking silently in his heart.He swung his wand again, binding the werewolf tightly.

"It's safe... Owen, great!" Harry breathed a sigh of relief.This battle only took about 1 minute, but it made him feel like a long time had passed.He told Owen to watch the werewolf carefully, lest it wake up and continue to attack people, and then helped Hermione evacuate the students.

Owen squinted at the werewolf on the ground, used a small spell to collect a trace of the werewolf's breath to identify it, and then twitched the corners of his mouth.Really Lupine...

He was sure the guy had been tricked by Peter Pettigrew.

This guy appeared at Hogwarts and almost bit several students. Even if he didn't succeed, he might be thrown into Azkaban for several years or even ten years.

The wizarding world has always been harsh on werewolves, and the Ministry of Magic punished them particularly severely. Wizards can even legally kill werewolves who went mad.And if he did bite tonight, he would almost certainly be executed.

"Forget it, let me help you once." Owen glanced at the little wizards who were still in shock in the distance, and with a flick of his wrist, another wand slipped out of his sleeve.He blocked everyone's sight with his body, pointed at the werewolf on the ground, and recited the puppet spell.

The werewolf moved his body like a puppet on a string, and then jumped up suddenly under his control, breaking through a window on one side in a somewhat funny manner, falling into the rainstorm, and stumbling and running under the cover of the rain curtain To the Forbidden Forest.

Owen exclaimed, hid the wand smoothly, and then staggered back a few steps.

"It ran away." Owen said to Harry who came to check the situation.

"As long as you're fine." Harry looked at the heavy rain outside the window and sighed.

After another one or two minutes, Pettigrew Peter and Lockhart, who were the closest to the office, arrived late.Peter Pettigrew looked around with his little watery eyes and asked urgently, "Where's the werewolf?"

"Owen knocked it out, but he didn't realize that it was pretending, and ran away through the window when we weren't paying attention." Harry explained.

Peter Pettigrew walked a few anxious steps, his eyes desperately swept out of the window, then nodded hastily, and went to check on the situation of the students.

"Let me see, who was bitten?" Lockhart's loud voice spread far away, "Don't worry, I have measures to deal with this situation!"

"No one was bitten, Professor..." The explanations of several people were buried in his excited voice.

"Oh, how badly damaged it is here. Look at mine, back to normal!" cried Lockhart to himself.

Fragments of the chandelier swirled and flew, cutting the surroundings with sharp shards.

(End of this chapter)