A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 166 Progress in Magic Research
The space filled with mist is as quiet and safe as ever.This place has been reasonably divided into several areas. Although there are many things, they are organized in an orderly manner. It does not look messy and crowded, but has a neat and elegant charm.

At one end of the space stood a dummy for practicing spells, and beside it was a circular target, a stone wall closely arranged with triangular pyramid-shaped grooves, and some sundries for practice and experiments.The surrounding area was empty, leaving a large enough open area, and a revolver with strange patterns was thrown on a small table in the corner.

This area for practicing and experimenting with spells was separated by a high stone wall, which was firmly reinforced by Owen with an indestructible spell. There was a door opening on it, and the silver-white door carved with exquisite geometric patterns was tightly closed. Closed.

On the other side of the wall is a room for daily research and experiments, where some strange experimental equipment is placed.There are dials used to detect magic fluctuations, there are modified looking glasses, there are gold and silver vessels that spew smoke of various colors from "Puff", and there is a clock that flaps its wings and flies around. The dial is divided into different colors by different colors. Several areas of the rule...

In the last room, there are rows of antique black wooden bookshelves. A wide variety of books are neatly arranged in different categories. There are also labeled portfolios stacked on a bookshelf. A dossier of the various studies conducted since enrollment.

There are several large cabinets at the end of the room, which are used to store medicinal materials, potions, experimental materials, magic items, etc. Some of the gadgets created by Owen are all useless but interesting by-products of experiments .

Irwin's desk sat next to the bookshelf, and in a crystal vase at the corner of the desk stood a budding white rose.A soft armchair stood beside the table, and on the other side there was a comfortable chaise longue for lounging.There is a cute rabbit nest in the corner, a palm-sized snow-white red-eyed bunny is lying in it, eating green vegetables.A pale, wacky little ghost was floating around like a plastic bag blown by the wind.

At this time, Owen was sitting at the desk and writing vigorously, with beautiful fonts pouring out from the tip of his pen.On the top of the parchment under his hand was written in cursive letters: Advanced Research on Soul Magic for Stunning Curse.

There are several advanced plans listed in the back, and there are also scribbled sketches.Although there is already a clear direction and a more reasonable plan can be designed with sufficient theoretical knowledge, experiments and corrections are indispensable.

Owen was still immersed in writing, obliterating and rewriting several lines from time to time.On the table next to him were scattered a few sheets of parchment, with messy research projects written on them.

On the piece of paper closest to him, it was written in bold cursive letters on the top: about ways to improve mental strength.

Several proposals were written messily below, but most of them were crossed out in red ink in the end.Most of the methods of using black magic to improve spiritual power are cruel and evil, and many of them are based on the torture and killing of other creatures. Owen is currently not inclined to this method that may hide great hidden dangers.There were even those who tortured themselves to increase their mental strength, for which he was grateful.

So far, Irving has only left three directions.He only has a little vague idea about two of them, and the most feasible solution now does not belong to the category of black magic, and it is also the direction he has been researching for a while.

This method is described at the bottom of this parchment:

There are many differences between the magic power of wizards and magical animals. If you integrate the magical characteristics of a certain magical animal into yourself, there is a high probability that it will stimulate the magic power of wizards to increase rapidly, ushering in a new magic riot.This is the magic fusion experiment.

It should be noted that due to the great repulsion between the magical characteristics of different magical animals, this fusion can only be performed once by each wizard, and the fusion with a magical animal.

Imperfect fusion will cause various uncomfortable sequelae, causing wizards to be affected by magical animals, contaminated with the habits, temperament or weaknesses of magical animals, and even cause part of the body to mutate into the form of magical animals.There used to be wizards who became crazy, tyrannical, and timid after completing the magic fusion experiment. There were also wizards who became fond of dampness and cold, contracted pica, became sensitive to light, and were afraid of noise, etc. Some also grew fangs, Scales or tails, even limbs and heads transform into animals...

Therefore, it is necessary to conduct multiple experiments in the wall-facing space to improve the fusion scheme.The choice of magical animals should also be cautious, excluding species with weak magic power and tyrannical temperament.

It is worth mentioning that this fusion of magic power will change the nature of magic power in a deeper level, and it may even allow wizards to obtain some special abilities, which will be passed on to future generations along with blood relations, so ancient wizards used to call it blood fusion experiment.This may be the origin of the original Parseltongue.

But in essence, this experiment affected the magic power, and the bloodline was only affected secondaryly.Therefore, only some unique abilities can be inherited along with the bloodline, and changes in magic power will not be passed on to future generations, nor will it affect future generations to conduct magic fusion experiments.

At the end of these paragraphs, "Nix" was written in red pen, circled several times, followed by a big question mark.

Next to this piece of paper was another piece of parchment, on which was written in bold characters: Research on the Aether.

There was also a large piece of text written on the paper, and several sketches were drawn, some places were crossed out in large sections, and some places were blurred due to scribbling and altering.

At the end there are a few concluding paragraphs:

If ether really exists, as a bridge between spirit and matter, it must connect our spirit, magic power and even soul in a way that people have never understood, giving wizards the power to make their wishes come true, allowing the spirit to influence reality .

As a conceptual spiritual existence, no wizard has ever been able to prove its existence. I try to observe it from the perspective of "I".Do not rely on the outside world, only in your own spiritual world, use yourself as a container, use your own spiritual power as a filling, and use your will to build a cage.Close the spiritual world at the critical point when the magic is released, try to capture the "ether" involved in this process, let it interfere and affect the spiritual power filled in the container, and perhaps observe the trajectory it leaves.

This method is inspired by the track detectors used to detect the trajectory of microscopic particles in Muggle physics experiments, but it is not the same in essence.This experiment requires an extremely complicated spell, which involves the mixed application of multiple magic principles, and it must be adjusted according to its own magic characteristics.

Because everything is based on self-observation in the spiritual world, the results obtained from the experiment may be difficult to be confirmed by the outside world, and they are destined not to be recognized by the wizarding world.But the charm of magic lies in the tireless exploration, even if it fails, it is fascinating.

This experiment is dangerous and should not be performed in the real world.

There was also a stack of thick parchment on the other side of the desk, and the topmost piece of paper had a striking title: Research on the Blood Curse.

Blood curse, a curse that will be passed down along the bloodline, such as the blood curse orc Nagini, the curse of the Greengrass family.

The blood curse is extremely difficult to break, and it is also extremely difficult to cast. It is one of the most profound types of curses.

Curse of Blood: Blood of Decline.The curse of decay rooted in the blood makes the vitality slowly decay and wither along with the blood, and the body of the cursed person will continue to weaken until he dies of weakness.This process will be counted in years, and it is a long-term torture.The blood curse of the Greenglass family is likely to be of the same type.

In the back there are some display skills and experience, and some vague inspirations that have not been studied in depth are also remembered.

Next to it was a piece of blank parchment, on which there were only a few lines written: Research on the Marauder's Map.

The magic principle involved in the Marauder's Map itself is not very advanced. Apart from the hidden spell that hides its true content, the most important thing is to use a special tracking spell. Its main function is to display all The location and real name of the character.This tracking spell should be a secret inheritance of an ancient wizard family, an advanced spell based on the tracking spell.

If you want to hide your whereabouts from being monitored by the Marauder's Map, you only need to cast the anti-tracking spell on yourself.However, the anti-tracking spell has a limited duration, so it is best to create related magic items to shield it.

……

Owen finally changed his advanced soul curse plan. He inserted the quill in his hand into the ink bottle and stretched a lot.He read it carefully again, arranged the scattered manuscripts on the table and put them on the left hand side, and then impatiently got into the spell practice room.

Pulling out his wand and pointing at the practice dummy, he first recited the Iron Armor Curse to himself cautiously, and then said with a smile: "Dizzy!" The intonation and pause of his chanting of the incantation changed, making the incantation It became awkward and weird, and the wand shook very quickly.

With a loud "bang", Owen was shocked and took a few steps back, the smile on his face couldn't hold back.He looked at the exploding wand in his hand, his face darkened.

He finally knew how dangerous the advanced direction of the soul curse was. He blew up the wand in the first experiment. This is a crazy way to die.

The wand that had been destroyed in Owen's hand turned into white mist and disappeared in all directions. With a flick of his finger, an identical wand appeared in his hand out of thin air.Facing the dummy in front of him, he recited again: "Dizzy!" The intonation and gestures of the incantation were adjusted again.

This time, a beam of extremely dazzling red light burst out suddenly, causing him to close his eyes in some pain, and two lines of blood tears slowly flowed from his eye sockets.The bright red blood trickled down his pale and delicate cheeks, "patted" onto the ground paved with white mist, and melted into it soundlessly.

Owen quickly entered and exited the wall-facing space once, refreshed his state, and continued his experiment.

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The atmosphere in the common room was very quiet. Although the professors announced that they had dealt with the monster in the secret room, the heir who had not surfaced still made the students feel uneasy.The curfew at six o'clock in the evening has not yet been lifted, and most of the Slytherin students are gathered in the lounge, writing homework or whispering whispers.

Harry clutched the parchment on his desk nervously, glared at Nyx ferociously, and waved away it like a fly: "Go, go! Nyx, go away!"

Nix held his head covered with black fluff high, and did not move in the face of Harry's chasing. He looked defiant, and his bright red eyes stared at Harry's after-school homework.Since the last taste of the sweetness, it has become enthusiastic about burning the homework of the annoying guys, and they are very happy when they are not happy with it.

Harry pushed Nyx to Draco with tears in his eyes, and Draco pushed him back with a look of disgust.

Seeing this annoying bird made me want to eat chicken chops... Harry put on a bitter face and threw Nyx to Daphne.He glanced resentfully at Owen, who was sleeping soundly in the armchair. This guy left behind a troublesome stinky bird and fell asleep on his own...Why is such a person the first in grade? one?It's really not fair.

Owen, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, suddenly sat upright with a jolt, and a gloomy black mist appeared in his widened eyes instantly. Even a faint black mist gushed out of him involuntarily, but it subsided completely in an instant. .

Harry blinked blankly, and for a moment, he felt a cold and evil aura on Owen, that dark and twisted yet powerful feeling made his heart skip a beat, and his whole body shuddered. goosebumps.But when he looked carefully again, Owen was still the same, and even retracted lazily into the chair, which made him feel that he had an illusion.

"Owen, are you okay?" He asked cautiously, his voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of provoking something.He didn't know why he was so cautious.

Owen turned his head and glanced at him, his bright black eyes seemed to be filled with hazy mist.He pursed his bloodless lips and said calmly, "It's okay."

He just died once in wall space for the first time.

While experimenting with an advanced version of the last Stunning Spell, his spell caused a huge explosion.The terrifying explosion instantly tore apart the Iron Armor Curse he was using for protection, engulfing him in it.

Every inch of flesh and blood in the body seemed to be roughly torn apart, the spirit dried up in an instant, and every part of the brain was filled with pain.This explosion involving the soul domain also seemed to crush his soul into pieces. The time was only a moment, and it seemed that a long time had passed.

He completely lost consciousness, and then returned to the real world, his brain still throbbing faintly.

That terrible feeling seemed to still remain in his body, making him lose his composure for the first time.He stared at the gray-black stone ceiling with empty eyes, and the green light reflected the sparkling black lake bottom outside the window, which was peaceful and beautiful.

It's not the first time Owen has experienced death, but it doesn't feel good at all.Only at this time, he will feel very clearly that everything in this world is so beautiful.

The soul domain is really taboo, this is a life gamble.Other wizards who dare to set foot in this field, except those who don't understand the consequences, probably have the mentality of playing Russian roulette.

Owen slumped softly in the armchair, turning into a flattened salted fish.Melet jumped worryingly from the chair next to him, propped her body on his hind legs and threw herself on his chest, licking his chin with the wet and soft tip of her tongue.

"I'm fine, Melet." Owen said softly with a smile while hugging Maolizi.

Harry on the side stared at him for a long while, then looked away, feeling slightly relieved.Sure enough, he had an illusion. How could Owen have that... a terrifying aura like a very evil dark wizard.Probably due to too much pressure recently, lack of sleep and hallucinations.

Owen glanced at him sideways, and then saw Nyx spit out a small mouthful of black flames at Daphne for no reason.Daphne escaped with a cry of surprise, the flames burned the back of the chair, and a black hole was burned on it.

"Nyx!" Owen's face darkened.

Nyx flapped his wings covered in black needle feathers in a panic, and ran away in a swaying pace.

"Come here." Owen frowned, and then sincerely apologized to Daphne.Nyx flinched, then slipped even faster.

"I'm fine." Daphne bit her lip, looked at the blackened back of the chair, and shook her head tolerantly.

Owen nodded to Daphne, strode up to Nyx, and grabbed it.

"Chirp!" Nix shook his two black claws hanging in the air, tilted his head that had become better, and looked at him pitifully with those innocent red eyes, as if he knew he was wrong.

"Since you know you were wrong, then apologize to Daphne." Owen said lightly.Raising this phoenix is ​​like raising a bear child, it needs good education.

Nyx turned his head away, its arrogance did not allow it to bow its head, and this was its nature.It just wants to burn something.

But Owen didn't let it go, and letting it go this time will only make it more arrogant in the future.He pondered for a while, took it back to his armchair, and said softly, "Nyx, do you know where you went wrong?"

Nyx opened and closed his shiny black beak and looked at him rebelliously.Don't you just want me to set people on fire?
"No, I don't want to kill your nature and fun." Owen said calmly.He knows that blindly suppressing will only usher in a violent rebound, blocking is worse than sparse, but it needs correct guidance.

Nyx's gaze softened a little.

"But I hope you can distinguish between the object and the occasion, Nix." Owen's clear voice was as soft as a gurgling stream, "You are my partner, and we are one, so we must cooperate with each other, be considerate of each other, yes Right?" He let go of Nyx, letting it rest in his palm.

"Daphne, they are my friends, that is, your friends. They have never done anything to hurt you, and they even feed you, don't they? If you hurt them, it will only make them alienate you and me, At that time, we will no longer have friends, and no one will give you delicious snacks." Owen said with a sad face.

Nyx lightly rubbed his finger with the bird's beak, his eyes wandering.The snacks they give... are really delicious.

"We shouldn't hurt our friends, that's a very bad thing... What you did just now is similar to what you did to me. We are friends too, aren't we?"

"Chirp!" Nyx made a clear cry.To me, you are completely different from them!

"No, we are all friends and companions. I want you to understand, Nyx, that your fire and malice should not be aimed at our friends, but at our enemies, those who are malicious and hurt us " Owen said cogently, "As for the people you hate unilaterally, such as Harry and Draco, they don't have any malice towards you, right?"

Nyx smacked his lips in disgust.It really doesn't like little yellow hair and chicken nest.

"You can hate them, but you should know that they are also our friends." Owen said, "They never hurt you, and I hope you don't hurt them...Of course, if you want, you can continue to burn their homework .” He raised the corner of his mouth.

Nyx's eyes lit up, and he called out cheerfully.Sure enough, Owen is the best.

"Also, you should pay attention to the occasion when you do what you do." Owen smiled, "It is a very stupid thing to set fire to people in full view, and it will only turn you into an existence that everyone shouts and beats. You have to learn Hide yourself and look for the right opportunity."

Nyx nodded thoughtfully, which means that bad things must be done secretly.

"Finally, be brave enough to take responsibility." Owen nodded his head, "If you do something wrong, you should apologize, right?"

Nyx glanced at Daphne who was sneaking here, hesitated for a while, and then ran over to "Jiu Jiu" to apologize.

"I'm fine, Nyx." Daphne smiled.

Nyx jumped up and down, raised his wings and took out a herb that he liked most from his armpit, and handed it to the other party reluctantly.

"Oh, thank you!" Daphne covered her mouth and smiled, gently stroking the fine and soft down on Nyx's body.

Owen looked at this scene and smiled slightly.It seems that the home-grown chicken can be trained well.

　Thank you Musk Shou for the 200 starting coins~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)