A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 159 Be the heir!

"Gideroy Lockhart is an idiot!"

After the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class since Peter Pettigrew disappeared, amidst Lockhart's enthusiastic chatter calling for everyone to buy his complete book, Draco said angrily: "I thought no one Will be more stupid than Quirrell, today I really opened my eyes..."

Lockhart eventually became the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. Although he was only a substitute, he took up the post with great enthusiasm after being caught in a storm of public opinion recently. He desperately needed such an opportunity to clear himself up.

In this class, he first asked the students to fill out a three-page questionnaire with the following questions:

"What is Gilderoy Lockhart's favorite color?"

"When is Gilderoy Lockhart's birthday?"

"What would be the ideal birthday present for Gilderoy Lockhart?"

Not only Draco was disgusted, but Owen also became a little listless.Because Lockhart began to tell about his great achievements with passion after taking back the test paper, not only telling the stories in his own book, but also asking Harry to play the werewolf and show everyone how he subdued the werewolf.Owen, who was sitting next to Harry, also suffered a disaster, and was also pulled on the podium by Lohat, asking him to play the poor girl who was hunted down by a werewolf...

Owen kept a cold face throughout the whole process, almost unable to contain the murderous intent in his heart. Only Harry was absent-minded and almost knocked out Lockhart's shiny front teeth with an elbow. He was still concerned about Dumbledore's physical condition.

"I only got some clues two days ago, and I'm not sure yet." Owen said confidently, "Would you like to go explore with me?"

"Yes." The basilisk replied.

"Spider...delicious spider..." the basilisk's voice was greedy and joyful.It swallowed the big spiders one by one, stretched out its forked tongue and licked its nose, and had a better impression of Owen.

"Some... secrets that may cause us to part ways from now on." Owen said with a half-smile.His expression was treacherous and unpredictable under the green light of the living room.

Owen thought about it carefully and said, "No."

Owen took Harry to find the copper faucet with a small snake engraved on it: "Try using Parseltongue?"

Nyx stopped cooking, and poked his head out of his pocket, staring at him with bright red eyes—this little yellow hair, he remembered!
In Nyx's heart, Fox is the first thing he has to teach when he grows up, he bullies him as an adult, but when he grows up, he will bully Fox.However, before that, it would be nice to have a little yellow-haired bully.

The sink had sunk, revealing thick spouts to them.Harry walked around the entrance excitedly and nervously, and asked while restraining his excitement, "Do you want to go down and take a look?"

Owen stopped in time and lowered his eyes.

"Hurry... run! The basilisk is coming!" Harry's hair stood on end, and the sense of fear of being chased by the basilisk struck again.He hurriedly closed his eyes, grabbed Owen's wrist, turned his head and ran away, but in a panic crashed into the dark wall of the secret room, and sat down on the ground in a mess.

"You promised to take me?" said Harry excitedly, brushing aside the embarrassment of the title "Savior".

"Then do you want to do it?"

"Who knows." Owen smiled, "We'll talk about raising him later."

"I haven't made sure if it is, and that place...the location is a bit awkward." Owen showed an embarrassed expression, and a faint blush appeared on his pale cheeks.

"No." Owen shook his head.

Harry sat up straight seriously, and said seriously: "As long as you didn't do anything to betray and hurt me, how could we go our separate ways? Have you done it?"

"This way..." Owen said in a low voice, pulling Harry into the bathroom.He heard Moaning Myrtle gurgling morosely in the closet at the end.

Harry sat down obediently immediately, and stared at him with a pair of beautiful emerald green eyes, with a bit of resentment in his expression.Such an important thing to say now...

"Actually, if you watch a comedy show, at least you can have fun watching it." Blaise grinned gleefully, and stuffed his camera deep into his pocket.

"Chirp!" Nyx, who sensed Owen's thoughts, yelled in dissatisfaction, and pecked Owen's waist through his robe, feeling that his skin had been pecked.

He held back a bit before saying, "I may have found Slytherin's chamber of secrets."

"To be honest, I kind of miss Peter Pettigrew..." Draco said with a dark face, "Of course, he was captured and thrown into Azkaban, where he will end up."

"Why didn't I think of that!" Harry sighed angrily, being with Owen always made him feel stupid as hell from time to time.But he was glad that Owen was finally calling Voldemort by his first name, and the discovery made his steps cheer.

The corners of Blaise's mouth twitched. He really had never photographed Daphne's embarrassing appearance. The girl seemed to have a dignified posture at all times.He rolled his eyes and said: "Okay, I decided to make some compound soup in the future, and then there will be no one's dark history that I can't take pictures of... Don't beg me at that time."

"Is there no way ahead?" Harry raised the wand in his hand, the bright light dispelled the darkness around him, "The basilisk doesn't seem to be here...but this must be the basilisk's lair, think about the snake skin just now Let's go!" His dry voice echoed one after another in the empty room, making him feel hairy.

"Well, I think we need a slogan, after all, you are the legendary savior." He pondered for a moment, then said with a smile, "For a brighter future?"

"Here are the two heirs..." The basilisk's hoarse whisper echoed in the long room, "I am willing to accept your orders... What are your orders?"

"What?" Harry stood up abruptly.

"I'm just going to tell you. Dumbledore said it. I have to judge by myself whether to tell others and who to tell..." Harry glanced at Draco and the others who were having fun, and turned to Owen Showing a trusting smile, "I believe you won't talk nonsense... As for Draco, they are too young."

"What can't I accept?" Harry asked confused.He couldn't help shivering, Owen's cold gaze made him feel a little cold, and he suddenly recalled the fear of being dominated by Owen's bad taste.

Owen watched Nyx bouncing up and down in the bottle with a smile, unmoved by his feigned pleas for help.Then he moved his eyes to Harry, and the light in his eyes became dark and unpredictable.He rested his chin on one hand, and said softly: "That means that I may reveal some of my secrets to you, and by then...you may not be able to accept it."

"So you're thinking about this..." Owen looked at him thoughtfully.

According to the experience he got from Dumbledore, it takes a few years for a newborn phoenix to grow, unlike a phoenix reborn from ashes, which takes less than a year to mature.Irving just wants Nyx to be flying by the end of his second year, instead of being an ugly free-for-all.

Owen raised his eyebrows, a little surprised that the basilisk recognized him.Last time, he hid his face, voice and even his smell. It seems that the basilisk has a unique ability to recognize people.

They followed the passage through the stone door at the end and into the room with the giant Slytherin statue.On the stone pillars surrounded by giant snakes on both sides of the room, the emeralds inlaid in the snake's eyes glowed faintly, spying on the two little wizards as if they were alive.The statue has an old and thin face, with a long sparse beard hanging down to the hem of the wizard's robe, looking solemn and gloomy.

"Hit him!" Draco pointed at Blaise's smug face, and Crabbe and Goyle swiftly pounced on him, pinning Blaise against the wall skillfully, scratching his itchy flesh with their chubby hands .

"But I have a request," Owen said slowly, "You have to learn Occlumency."

"What's written on it?" Owen raised the corner of his mouth mischievously.

Owen, who felt the same way, stuffed a handful of herbs into his pocket with a sulky face, and finally made Nyx stop tossing.Although Nyx is a mutated monster, he likes to eat herbs, which is no different from other phoenixes. He also likes to eat fruits, which is easy to feed.But the newborn chicks have to be fed from time to time, and they always like to convey the feeling of hunger to him, which makes him eat a lot...

They left the common room together, Owen cast the Disillusionment spell on himself, and Harry put on his own invisibility cloak.The two walked out of the damp and cold dungeon like thieves, and walked up the stairs to the second floor.

"Still hungry..."

"I just hope... when you find something related to me in the future, you can tell me and take me to investigate together." He said a little uncomfortably, fingers unconsciously picking at the armrest of the chair , "For example, about Voldemort... You see, the prophecy says that I and him are sworn enemies, right? I will try my best not to hold you back, and I should be able to help you a little bit."

"Hey, I'll bring you something to eat next time." Owen reassured.

Owen stared at him blankly, was silent for a while, then pursed his lips and smiled, "You and I are not that old." This feeling of being trusted wholeheartedly by a fool is quite good.

"Such an important matter...you just said that?" Owen raised his eyebrows in surprise.He had known about this information for a long time, and was mentally prepared for Dumbledore's situation. What he cared about was that Harry just told him so carelessly?

He opened his suitcase and drove out the sickly acromantula inside.As soon as they climbed out of the suitcase, these spiders let out a piercing scream, and collapsed on the ground in extreme panic, unable to move.

"Peter Pettigrew brought you here the day he shot you." Owen said softly, his steps were very light, "I guess, since he was working for Voldemort, maybe he wanted to send you that night. To the secret room. So I have been searching around for the past two days, and finally found a clue."

Harry slapped it down on the table, picked up a glass bottle and dunked it in, and pressed a heavy book on it.

"Near here?" Harry felt more and more familiar.

Amidst the rumbling sound, the huge face of the stone sculpture moved, its mouth opened into a huge black hole, and the rustling sound of crawling came out from inside.

"Don't be afraid, you are the heir." Owen said mischievously, "Having mastered this secret room, we might be able to catch that guy... You see, the basilisk is actually very obedient, right?"

"I think it looks like a crow, but with a long neck." Draco touched his chin and said, "It's also a bit bigger...a big bald long-necked crow?"

Harry coughed lightly, pushed his glasses back, and grinned at him.He knew that Owen had always been smart and careful, and could always notice clues that others couldn't see, and make correct inferences. He reminded himself of the incident about Peter Pettigrew... He knew Owen's character and felt that he must have A lot of information has been held back.

"Oh, I admit, I also took a picture of you secretly picking your nose." Blaise looked at her maliciously.

Nyx poked out his ugly, bare head from his pocket, glanced over there disdainfully, and then fluttered his shriveled little wings and made a soft chirping sound, conveying the idea of ​​hunger to Owen.

Owen pinched Nyx's beak, no matter how hard it struggled, he did not let go.You must not get used to the brat, or you will be so indifferent in the future.It wasn't until Nyx tearfully said that he would never do this again that he let go and threw some of his favorite herbs into his pocket.

Owen climbed out of the raft, his robe not soiled at all.He had just smoothed his hair when Harry rushed out of the pipe with a "whoosh" and landed on the ground in all directions.

"Fine," said Harry, then hesitated, "Should I tell the professors?"

"What heir?" Harry retorted instinctively, tongue-tied, "I'm not the heir!"

"Really? I'm quite curious." Daphne hugged her shoulders calmly and said, "Would you like to wash it out for everyone to observe?"

The smile on the corner of Owen's mouth became more and more obvious, and he turned his head to look at the flames burning in the fireplace.He really wants to use the world as the stage to do some big things in the future, but in essence he still wants to bring about some good changes. After all, he once loved this world in books, and he has some people who care about it here. Hope the world becomes a mess.

"And... next time?" Harry finally got up, leaning his back against the wall, stammering.

He glanced at Trouble, who was feasting in his pocket, and twirled a coin nimbly at his fingertips.If it wasn't for the fact that Nyx didn't like everyone but him, and made troubles everywhere without him watching, he really wanted to give this guy to Hagrid to raise him, I think Hagrid would be very happy...

"Okay." Owen stuffed Nyx into his pocket, put Melet lying on his lap on the armchair beside him, and went back to the bedroom to pick up his black suitcase.After the summer vacation, he changed to a box with a larger space, which contained a few acromantulas he caught in the Forbidden Forest for research a few days ago... Well, let's use the waste as food for the basilisk.

"Don't you know how to speak?" Harry stared at the little snake next to the copper dragon head, and said "Open" in Parseltongue.

Sensing Nyx's thoughts, Owen pushed his head back funnyly, and returned to the common room with everyone.

Owen watched this vivid and interesting scene, and heard Blaise's howling begging for mercy, he couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, and his terrible mood suddenly became better.

"But why isn't the basilisk here?" Owen's clear and calm voice sounded, which sounded pleasant but hollow, making people feel uneasy for no reason. "I think there must be room here."

"Look! There's writing here!" cried Harry, standing in front of the Slytherin statue that reached the room's ceiling, pointing at the base of the statue.The huge face of the Slytherin statue seemed to gaze silently at the two of them.

"Ah?" Harry replied blankly, only to belatedly realize that the handwriting in front of him was not a familiar letter, but a very strange and unfamiliar character that he could recognize.

"The magic that deals with Legilimency?" Harry thought for a while before he could barely remember the description in a book that Dumbledore let him read. "Okay, I'll start learning it right away!"

He took out the anti-basilisk glasses that he didn't know whether they were useful or not from his pocket and put them on, cast an indestructible spell on Harry's glasses, and then waved his wand gracefully, transforming into a soft and strong leather raft.Lying on it, he swished down the slippery twisting pipe, and finally burst out the end of the pipe and landed on the wet ground.

"Oh, it looks like we don't have to run, Harry." Owen chuckled.

"The girls' bathroom?" Harry whispered too, feeling uncomfortable.He finally understood why Owen didn't want to tell the professor about it easily.

Nyx shook the glass bottle angrily, red eyes gleaming maliciously.It has decided that from now on this chicken coop head will be the guy it hates the second!
"How?" Harry looked at Owen again, his eyes expectant and nervous.

When Draco and the others played gobstones, Harry sat next to Owen full of thoughts, and after hesitating for a moment, he told him what Dumbledore had said and experienced to him last night.

"You are!" said the basilisk.It stared at Harry with its big yellow eyes in great doubt for a while, then looked eagerly at Owen who was sideways to it, and said expectantly: "Hungry... eat!"

"Ah, experimental materials." Owen closed his eyes and concentrated on controlling the spider to slide down the pipe. After walking along the passage to the end, he opened his eyes. "There is no problem below, let's go in and have a look."

"There's no rush right now." Owen squinted his eyes and smiled, and took Nix, who was screaming more and more fiercely, out of the cup, and kneaded it in his palm like a ball to decompress, "Because there is something more important. thing……"

"Yeah, but I always feel that we are much more mature, don't you?" Harry sighed old-fashionedly. "Maybe this is what the book says. After a lot of experience, the soul will become vicissitudes."

"I testify that Blaise took pictures of you in class." Daphne said with a smile, sticking out the tip of her tongue mischievously.

Nyx ran over unsteadily, opened and closed his shiny black beak, and made a "cheech" mocking sound at Harry with a look of disdain.

Harry blinked his eyes, and said bluntly, "Then I'll go and have a look with you! How about going now?" His expression was a little excited.

Owen glanced at the base of the statue, which was engraved with crooked snake-like patterns, which looked like decorative patterns.

"Is this snake script?" he asked with interest.Parseltongue included not only Parseltongue, but also Parselgraph, although Tom hadn't taught him to recognize it, of course.

"Speak to me, Slytherin - the greatest of the Hogwarts Four," said Harry.

"Okay, let's not talk about this topic." Harry rubbed his hands, and said treacherously, "Look, I told you everything I know, can you also tell me the information you have investigated? Tell me?"

"That's fine." Harry raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, with a carefree look to appease his little brother, "Why do you think so much about what you have?"

"Owen, what the hell is your bird?" Draco narrowed his eyes and kept looking into his pocket.He just laughed at Nyx's ugly words this morning, and the vengeful one took the opportunity to peck his toes, and his big toe still hurts to this day.

"If you keep blabbering like this, I won't take you with you." Owen became disgusted.

"I don't think I have vicissitudes at all." Owen twitched the corner of his mouth strangely.Nyx swayed past the table in front of him with unrecognizable steps, looking like an unusual hot eye.

"Let's see if there are any traps inside." Owen opened his suitcase, used the puppet spell to control a big spider to jump out, and staggered into the pipe.

"You keep spiders in boxes?" Harry's expression froze.If he remembered correctly, this box seems to have been kept in their dormitory, right?Ever since he was almost bitten to death by a poisonous spider last semester, he had a little psychological shadow on spiders.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Harry felt that things were going a bit out of line.

"Be the heir of Slytherin, Harry!" Owen announced cheerfully.

Harry was dumbfounded.How did he become the heir, a pure and innocent student?

Owen cheated on me!

(End of this chapter)