A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 162 The Principal
Snowflakes floated in the sky again, and fell lightly on the fountain in front of the manor house. Several lifelike ice sculptures and snowmen standing beside them were still shining in the dark evening.

The family had just returned from a trip to Austria with bags of souvenirs, and was bored to pass the time before dinner.

"Dad, do you know what mother has to do with Grindelwald?" Owen was curious as he watched the house elf stuff a few neatly ironed new robes into his suitcase while Ms. Adeline was away. asked.

"I said you can't hold it for long." Mr. Albert winked at him triumphantly, then shook his head with a smile and said: "That's all about the older generation. The Rozier family in France back then She did a lot of things for Grindelwald, and she declined with the downfall of that one, your grandmother was born in the Rozier family in France..."

As he said that, he also sighed with emotion: "It's hard for you to imagine how powerful the Wuzu Party was when it was at its most glorious. Grindelwald's admirers and followers are all over the world, and too many people are fanatical for him. He Advocating the overthrow of the Witching Secrecy Act, trying to establish a new world order where wizards rule over Muggles, is a true revolutionary... Hey, if I was born in that era, I would support him too."

"Later Grindelwald lost to Dumbledore and was imprisoned in Nurmengard. Some of his followers were arrested and held in secret prisons in various countries, while the other part disappeared and hibernated silently. They obviously Not reconciled, maybe I have always had confidence in Grindelwald, looking forward to his escape from prison and calling them together again..."

"Your grandmother is like this. She instilled those ideas in Adeline when she was a child, so your mother is an admirer of Grindelwald." Albert spread his hands and said nonchalantly, "The black veil that filled the sky once It’s Grindelwald’s way of gathering followers, hehe, I hope those people from the International Federation of Wizards don’t get a heart attack from being frightened. Your mother is willing to go and see, so let her.”

"I didn't expect my mother to have someone who admires me." Sitting on a chair, Owen said with a smile on his cheek.

Thinking about it this way, how many of the saints back then were still accumulating strength in a low-key manner with faith, and passing on their will?How many people have these people silently influenced, making them admirers of Grindelwald?If Drindelwald really came out to raise his arms, some of these admirers must be willing to follow him... This is definitely a force that cannot be underestimated.

"As long as Grindelwald is still alive, his era will not end." Owen sighed in his heart, but became excited.With such a group of people, the future will become even more exciting, and that is also the colorful stage he yearns for.

"Who didn't have an idol when they were young?" Mr. Albert said casually, "Anyway, Grindelwald has passed away, and his era is completely over."

"Since he is dead, why is there a black veil floating in the sky?" Owen's expression was meaningful, "Did you gather followers to mourn him before he died?"

Albert's eyes flickered, he straightened his back suddenly, put away his cynical posture, looked at Owen with a serious expression, and said slowly: "Are you trying to say that he feigned death to get away?"

"Why can't you think like this?" Owen tapped the table with his slender and pale fingers, and smiled innocently, "It's too easy for such a powerful wizard to deceive investigators."

"But why is it necessary? It's been 50 years. If he really wanted to come up with it, why did he have to wait so long?" Albert's expression was even a little stern.

"Dumbledore disappeared a few days ago..." Owen said softly.

"Dumbledore is back." Albert glanced at him, "Yesterday I received the news that Dumbledore went to the Ministry of Magic and met with Cornelius Fudge and a group of senior officials of the Ministry of Magic. There's a little goblin bill that's been introduced that raises objections..."

Owen paused when he tapped on the table. He opened his eyes slightly, licked his lips and said, "Dumbledore used to dictate matters about the Ministry of Magic?"

"On the contrary, he never likes to meddle in those matters. Even his status as the chairman of the International Federation of Wizards is almost a display. He basically doesn't express his opinions except for major issues." Albert said thoughtfully, "If it hadn't been for his refusal to be the Minister of Magic, Fudge wouldn't have missed it... Hehe, Dumbledore's meddling this time will make Fudge sleepless."

"Of course, although Fudge is afraid that Dumbledore will usurp his position, he still cannot do without Dumbledore's help, otherwise he will not be able to secure the position of Minister..." He sneered, not hiding his disdain for Fudge.He knew that his son had always been smart and precocious, so it was not too early to talk about this topic.

"Dad, don't you think it's a coincidence that Dumbledore came back?" Owen stroked the armrest of the chair and blinked at him. "And the way of doing things has changed..."

Albert narrowed his eyes and gradually frowned.After being silent for a long time, he took a deep look at Owen, then leaned back on the chair loosely, and raised the corners of his mouth playfully: "Ha, who knows?"

Glancing at his big-hearted dad, Owen shook his head amusedly, and huddled lazily in the armchair as well.

As soon as Ms. Adeline came over, she saw the same salted fish posture of the father and son, and she couldn't help covering her lips and squinting her eyes.

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At the end of the Christmas break, Owen returned to Hogwarts.

The atmosphere in the auditorium that night was cheerful and lively, and the anxiety that permeated the school before the holidays disappeared. Dumbledore, who was sitting in the middle of the teacher's bench safely, gave everyone a reassurance.

Owen elegantly and skillfully cut the steak on the plate, and looked in the direction of the teacher's seat intentionally or unintentionally.Dumbledore was wearing a black robe embroidered with silver patterns and white gloves on his hands. He was eating a piece of grilled lamb steak with a smile on his face. His light blue eyes under the half-moon glasses looked at the students at the four long tables from time to time. them.Most of the other professors had relaxed expressions on their faces. Professor McGonagall rarely closed his eyes with a smile. Only Professor Snape had a gloomy expression as if he was attending a funeral.

Owen withdrew his gaze silently, stuffed a piece of steak into his mouth and chewed it carefully, the thick juice burst in his mouth, and the taste was very good.Through his observation, Dumbledore seemed to have nothing unusual, but if he had to say it, he probably had better taste in clothes, and he didn't wear his brightly colored and flowery robes...

"How was your vacation?" he joins the chatter around.

"I'm so bored." Draco showed an impatient expression, his chin raised a little, "I would have gone home for Christmas if I had known, I could go on a trip, and I don't have to be urged to write letters home every day, lest I My mother was crying and thinking about me all day long..."

"It seems that it has been peaceful recently?" Owen changed the subject.

"Yeah, the heir hasn't acted anymore." Harry cast a "you know" look, "Several members of the Weasley family have stayed in school, and nothing has happened. I think they are fine People are nice to get along with…”

"What's so good about Weasley? Rude, uneducated, too many children to support..." Draco said slowly, "Oh, I heard they still live in the pigsty."

"Draco, don't say that..." Harry tugged at his sleeve.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't see where your upbringing was." Ginny Weasley said with a pretty face as she passed behind them, "I hope it wasn't eaten by a dog."

"Sorry, Ginny..." Harry blushed, and he hastily gagged Draco, stammering.

"It's okay, it's not what you said." Ginny nodded at him, a faint blush appeared on her freckled face.She walked away quickly, and the ears that were vaguely covered by the long fiery red hair turned bright red.

"Wow, Harry, this little Weasley girl treats you..." Blaise showed a meaningful expression.

Harry kicked him and shut him up.

Seeing a group of people frolicking, Owen finished eating a piece of strawberry pudding in a good mood, and then slowly put the table knife in his mouth under Daphne's surprised gaze.

"It's just a little trick." Seeing the little girl's eyes widen, Owen blinked and said.With a flick of his right hand, the table knife appeared in his hand, spinning rapidly between his fingers.

After the night passed, the second semester began.The schoolwork became more onerous, causing little wizards to complain, and Harry and Draco had to spend more time busy training Quidditch.Owen began to spend more time immersed in the space facing the wall to study magic, always making others think he was sleeping.

Lockhart's class was still a joke, and Owen was forced to play a traveler who was bewitched by a female ghost again, with a perfect smile on his face the whole time, making Harry, who played the female ghost, tremble.Harry felt that Owen was going black, and this smile frightened him, but Lockhart was still jumping around beside him unknowingly, his bright white teeth still gleaming.

In the first week after school started, Owen received a letter from Dumbledore, which invited him to go to the principal's office with Harry this Saturday, and have dinner and chat together by the way.

Owen was too lazy to guess the purpose of the other party calling him to go there, and continued his daily study and research calmly, while watching Peter Pettigrew hidden in the castle.Because of Dumbledore's suspiciousness, he temporarily postponed his plan.

It was Saturday, and after the sun had completely set on the horizon, the two of them came to the principal's office together.

Dumbledore was wearing a simple dark blue robe and was sitting on a high-backed chair behind the desk with his eyes closed, looking just like the old headmasters in the picture frame.The gilded perch behind the door was empty, and the phoenix Fawkes was gone.

After hearing the sound of the two people opening the door and coming in, Dumbledore suddenly opened his eyes, and his sharp gaze slowly swept across the faces of the two, with a smile slowly appearing on their faces.He raised his right hand and made a "please" gesture for them to sit across the table.

Owen nodded to him with a smile, pulled out the chair lightly and sat on it, silently glanced at Dumbledore's clean and white right hand, and an ugly cracked black gemstone ring on his index finger, and then He met those interested light blue eyes.

"Would you like something to eat?" Dumbledore asked.Before the two could answer, he took out his Elder Wand and tapped on the table lightly, and all kinds of food appeared on the table out of thin air.

"Sir, is your hand all right?" Harry stared at his right hand, his expression relaxed.

"Of course, that's just a trivial problem." The smile on Dumbledore's face stopped, and then he squinted and smiled again.

Hey, it's weird.While cursing in his heart, Owen consciously took some baked French fries and ate them slowly.

During the meal, he has been observing quietly, and found more obvious abnormalities.Aside from the disappearing Fawkes, the Sorting Hat was out of place on a shelf behind the desk, and Dumbledore himself - in addition to his intact right hand, and his choice of food.

With a good appetite, Dumbledore ate a grilled pork chop smeared with thick sauce, a large pork sausage, a bowl of sour grilled chicken, and a plate of pea shoots. He also drank two glasses of butterbeer with reserved and elegant movements He was not slow at all, but he didn't touch the plates of desserts on the table.

After Owen finished eating a plate of roast beef, he pushed a plate of jam pudding in front of him with a smile on his face, and said politely, "Sir, would you like some dessert?"

"Ah, I'm going to change my taste recently." Dumbledore picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, and said with a smile, "I think I discovered the joy of eating meat just like you, and I plan to go to Diagon Alley tomorrow, Try that famous black pepper steak. Gotta try something new, right?"

Owen agreed with a smile, and gently stroked the plate in front of him with his fingers.Harry's mouth was stuffed, and he listened to the conversation between the two innocently, nodding from time to time to show that he wasn't just here to cook.

When the dinner was over, Dumbledore lightly stroked the black gemstone ring on his finger, and said calmly, "Harry, I need to borrow your invisibility cloak." indisputable meaning.

Owen blinked his eyes, and then glanced at Dumbledore's ring. In this case, there are three Deathly Hallows together.

Naturally, Harry would not object, he pulled out the invisibility cloak he carried with him without hesitation, handed it to Dumbledore, and then said with some embarrassment: "Sir, may I ask how long you need to use it?" ?I mean, I might as well use it to catch Peter Pettigrew..."

Dumbledore lowered his head and caressed the shiny silver invisibility cloak, and said without raising his head, "I will teach you the Disillusionment Charm tonight."

"Oh..." Harry nodded obediently.Why did he feel that something was wrong with Dumbledore tonight?He couldn't help turning his head to look at Owen, but found that the other party didn't look at him at all... There was no tacit understanding at all.

In the following time, Harry earnestly learned the essentials of the Disillusionment Charm from Dumbledore.Owen watched boredly from the sidelines, and looked at the sorting hat behind the table from time to time. The old hat, which was originally dirty and black, had now turned gray and white and collapsed there.

After explaining the key to the Disillusionment Charm, Dumbledore stared at him for a while after seeing that Harry had tried many times but had no progress, and waved his hand impatiently after Harry became at a loss: " Go back and practice hard, and I will check your progress in the next lecture. Now you can go back."

He strode to his high-backed chair, stopped suddenly, and turned his head to look into Harry's eyes: "By the way, I plan to leave the matter of the diadem at school to you, Harry."

Harry's mouth fell open in surprise.What's the meaning?You don't do anything?But you are the principal...

"I've arranged everything, as long as I follow the plan, I can find the crown." Dumbledore curled his lips, and then walked slowly to Harry's side, giving an inexplicable pressure, "However, later I Abolish all my arrangements. That is Voldemort's Horcrux, Harry, and it is your whetstone. As the prophesied savior, I want to see you grow."

"What I need is a brave and resourceful savior, not a weak person who can only rely on me." He bent down, patted Harry's shoulder heavily, and said softly in a voice full of expectation and encouragement, " You are my favorite student, Harry, and I hope you will not disappoint me."

"Yes... yes, sir, I will try my best!" Harry said with a blushing face after being coaxed into a daze.

"Very well, you go back first." Dumbledore smiled at him quickly. "Owen stays first, I want to talk to you alone."

Watching Harry leave the principal's room step by step, Owen had the most appropriate smile on his face, and watched Dumbledore sit back in his chair with an innocent face.

"I'm curious, will you help Harry?" The smile on Dumbledore's face disappeared instantly, and after staring at Owen for a while, he said calmly.At this time, he carried a depressing power on his body.

"At least until now, I have been helping him." Owen pondered for a moment, and said truthfully after considering his words.His back was straight, his muscles tensed, and a terrible sense of danger set off alarm bells in him.

Dumbledore stared at him expressionlessly, and after a while, he showed a kind smile again: "What is your ideal, Owen? Strength, power, or something else?"

Looking at the smiling face in front of him, the sense of crisis in Owen's heart did not recede at all. He took a deep breath and showed a beautiful and charming smile: "I am pursuing inner freedom and self-liberation, sir. Of course, I also Hope the world becomes a better place."

"This is an interesting ideal." Dumbledore said with a smile, his temperament became gentle and wise, and the dangerous sense of oppression instantly disappeared without a trace.He said kindly: "Every Friday night at seven o'clock, you can come to me here. I will answer any confusion you encounter in your studies... anything."

Owen's stiff body slowly relaxed, and he said with a smile, "I understand, thank you, Mr. Dumbledore." When calling the other party's name, he slightly emphasized his tone.

"I think we'll get along very well." Dumbledore said with a gentle smile, hands folded on his chest.

"Before I leave, can I ask you a question?" Owen tilted his head and pointed to the sorting hat on the shelf. "The sorting hat is..."

Dumbledore glanced at the patched gray and white peaked hat, and a smile flashed in his eyes: "I just suddenly felt that its dirty appearance was not pleasing to the eye, so I cleaned it up."

"I have the same idea, sir." Owen kept smiling, "Speaking of which, where is your Phoenix?"

"Well, I had a whim last night and wanted to taste the phoenix." Dumbledore smacked his lips and said jokingly, "So I roasted it."

"How does it taste?" Owen raised his eyebrows.

"Some firewood." Dumbledore shook his head slightly.

"Cough, then I will take my leave first, Mr. Dumbledore." Owen said goodbye politely, and then walked out of the principal's office without haste.

After leaving the eighth floor, he breathed a sigh of relief and twitched the corner of his mouth ironically.Dumbledore... oh, Dumbledore.

"I've been paid a lot of attention by this guy, it's hard to deal with." Owen became a little troubled.Although this guy looks amiable now, I'm afraid he can turn his face and be ruthless without hesitation.

He suddenly felt that Voldemort was actually quite cute.

　Thanks to Baba Baba Tuola for the reward of 20000 starting coins, I worship the big brother, I am very grateful!Let me see if there is time to add a new chapter later, thank you for your support~
　　
　
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