A broken Hogwarts

The desolate mountain is covered with rocks, with only clumps of weeds and strange-shaped low trees growing tenaciously among the rocks.

An abandoned chapel stood alone on the hillside, surrounded by weeds and shrubs. The carved stone pillars are entangled with messy vines, the gray-black walls are covered with green leaves, and the half-collapsed spire weakly points to the sky.

The original beautiful and bright stained glass windows have been broken, and all the arched windows are nailed tightly with staggered wooden boards. Only a heavy black wooden door is still intact, with a large rusty wooden door hanging on it. Iron lock.

There are rumors among the villagers at the foot of the mountain that this church is haunted. In the past, there were always curious young people running to explore, but since the two and a half-year-old boys were frightened and went crazy, no one has dared to approach this place anymore. .

The bright sunshine shines on the dark outer wall of the church. Even under the scorching afternoon sun, the building still looks eerie. But at this time, if someone peeked through the gap in the door and window, they would find a group of weird people standing in the church.

Unlike the desolate and dilapidated scene outside, the spacious church does not look dirty inside. Several oil lamps were hung on the stone pillars on both sides, illuminating the broken murals and sculptures on the walls, and also reflecting the shadows of people in varying light and dark.

The icon on the altar has disappeared, and there is a huge skull and scepter pattern printed on the wall behind, which together with large and small circles forms a strange letter "D".

People in the church were all wearing long black robes and covering their faces with wide hoods, as if they were holding some kind of evil gathering. They were scattered in the vast space of the church, some standing by the door, some leaning against the walls or stone pillars, some standing between rows of benches, and some hiding in the dark aisles on both sides of the nave. .

They all held a small wooden stick in their hands and pointed to the open space in the middle of the church. Everyone was eerily quiet, even the sound of breathing was inaudible, and the atmosphere was oppressive and solemn.

"The time is almost up." The man in black robe standing on the steps of the altar suddenly broke the silence here with a deep voice, "You know what to do."

Everyone stood ready, standing straighter, their eyes hidden under their hoods staring intently at the open space in the center.

In the blink of an eye, a figure suddenly appeared in the open space. A cold black mist spread from the figure, turning the light of the surrounding oil lamps into an eerie dark green, and even the air seemed to be frozen.

"Do it!" As soon as the man in black robe on the altar finished speaking, a series of curses were already hitting the figure.

"Bound by light and shadow!"

"Shattered to pieces!"

"Thousands of arrows fired!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

"..."

All kinds of flashes of light instantly filled the dim chapel, as if a colorful firework had been set off here. The bright light blurred people's vision, making everyone squint.

The moment his dangling feet touched the ground, Owen's figure was already covered in thick black mist.

The cold and ominous black fog condensed into a tall bowler hat on his head, and a long black cloak was draped on his shoulders. Without any pause, he suddenly flew up into the sky, straight into the sky.

At the same time, Owen instinctively waved his arm, and a wand appeared in his hand, instantly setting up an invisible barrier of the Iron Armor Curse around him.

He didn't know what kind of situation he would face after being teleported to the destination by the portkey, but he understood that the other party was not malicious, and it was very necessary to take more precautions. Therefore, the first thing he did when he came here was not to check the surrounding situation, but to do everything possible to leave the place as quickly as possible and put a defensive spell on himself.

It turned out that what he did was absolutely correct. The moment his body just soared into the sky, the overwhelming curse had already hit the exact location where he was before, blasting out a large charred pit on the dark floor, billowing with the smell of thick smoke. cigarette.

Owen was carried by the dark guard and rushed towards the high vault. Nyx, who was originally standing on his shoulders, flapped his wings and flew beside him, his red eyes shining with excitement and excitement.

After the strong flash of the spell faded, Owen lowered his head and glanced down, taking in a panoramic view of the situation inside the church. In an instant, his brain worked calmly and precisely at high speed, analyzing every detail of what he saw.

"There are a lot of enemies. Except for the ones far away from the gate, I don't know how many more are in the aisles on both sides... There are six people closest to me, and the one standing on the altar is the leader. ?”

"Is this in a certain church? It seems to be the stronghold of an organization. The skull scepter turns out to be them... It turns out to be them!"

"They just showed no mercy at all. They wanted me to die!"

"There are too many of them. It's not wise to confront them head-on. It's better to retreat first..."

Owen also felt a little helpless at this time. In fact, he had already expected to be attacked. After all, the attackers were caught in some strange ways before. With the cautious and ruthless qualities of those people, they did not look like a group of thieves and robbers at all, and they should not have been caught so easily. Just catch it.

Moreover, their previous actions had some vague purpose, and it was not like they just wanted to kidnap Owen for ransom.

Regardless of whether he was overthinking it or not, Owen had made preparations early. Even going to Diagon Alley alone this time had the purpose of fishing. For this reason, he specially called Nyx in order to take advantage of Phoenix's special ability.

But he still didn't expect that these guys would be so aggressive in order to deal with him. They used the portkey to send him to a place suspected to be their organization's stronghold. They also sent out so many people to besiege him, and they seemed determined not to give up until he was put to death. look.

This made Owen surprised and confused. If these people wanted to get something from him, shouldn't they capture him alive?

The current situation did not allow him to think too much. Owen's body was still flying towards the high vaulted ceiling of the church. The people on the ground had already realized that their spell had failed.

"He's up there!" shouted the man standing on the steps of the altar, raising his wand to the figure in the air.

Owen looked down at them condescendingly, his expression hidden in the black mist cold and indifferent, and the upturned white corners of the black devil guard's mouth seemed to be mocking the people below.

"Thunderbolt explosion!" He pointed the wand at his feet and muttered quietly. The sound that came out through the black mist was erratic and ethereal, like a distant echo echoing in the valley.

Golden-red flashes of light fell from the sky like meteors falling to the ground. People on the ground hurriedly avoided it and opened up a defensive barrier for themselves, not caring about attacking Owen in mid-air. Immediately afterwards, the ground exploded, flames and thick smoke engulfed everything, and the violent explosions rumbled and echoed through the sealed walls of the church, making people's eardrums tighten.

Nyx let out a cry of joy, and his body suddenly elongated and deformed, restoring his elegant and beautiful posture. It opened its sharp beak downwards and spit out hot and violent black flames.

The black flames hovered in the air for a moment as if they were alive, and then rushed greedily toward their target. They burn everything they see, like wild beasts snatching food, and then spread crazily, spreading malice and curses unscrupulously.

But the enemy was obviously not a vegetarian. Some people waved their magic wands and quickly suppressed the explosion of fire, curbing the raging phoenix flames. Although the other group of people were obscured by thick smoke, they still relied on their previous impressions and fired fatal spells in the direction of Owen.

Owen had already manipulated the Black Demon Guard to change direction and fly along the dome of the church towards the altar. But some people began to release spells into the air indiscriminately in the chaos. These irregular spells flew everywhere, posing a great threat to Owen.

"Nix, let's go!"

After discovering that it was difficult to find a chance to catch a person alive, Owen called Nyx with some regret.

He didn't plan to tangle with them anymore. The current situation was too dangerous and it would kill him if he didn't pay attention. Well, although he is not averse to seeking excitement, his life is at stake.

Owen waved his wand skillfully, mentally imagining the gate of Shafiq Manor...

But nothing happened, his Apparition failed. It's not that the distance is too far, but that an anti-Apparition spell has been cast here.

"Nix, take me away!" Owen narrowly dodged a green light that bounced towards him. He stretched out his hand to grab the long tail feathers of Nyx, and with a serious voice stopped the Phoenix from trying to dive down.

He didn't want to accidentally turn Nyx back into an ugly baby bird! It took a lot of effort for this guy to become good-looking!

"Chirp!" Nyx called out in frustration. The whole bird looked a little irritable, and there was a suppressed fierce light in its ruby-like eyes.

At this time, a loud explosion suddenly came from outside the church, the whole building was shaking, and the dust on the dome fell down.

With a "bang", the door of the church exploded, and the two people guarding the door were caught off guard and thrown away by the shock wave of the explosion.

"Who is this person? Stop them! We must kill this person..." The leader's deep roar was like thunder in the sky.

Amidst the flames and dust, several figures in different costumes burst in from the door. But there were six or seven more people in the church who rushed towards the door. They were like well-trained soldiers, without any flinching. They fired dangerous spells unscrupulously, forcing those who broke into the church back. go out.

"Owen, are you okay?" A familiar call came from outside the door, and Mr. Shafiq's voice, amplified by the loud voice spell, rumbled and echoed in the church. Owen stopped when he was about to escape. He released his grip on Nyx's tail feathers and responded by casting a blasting spell in the direction of the enemy leader's voice.

Hearing the loud explosion in the church, the gloomy expression on Albert's face, who was standing outside the gate, softened a little. He raised his eyebrows at his wife beside him: "Let me just say, this guy is very clever."

Adeline was wearing a black robe fluttering in the wind, and her beautiful cheeks were covered in the shadow of a wide-brimmed hat. She stood tall and straight in the grass, with the wand in her hand pointing steadily at the door of the church. Her chin was slightly raised, the expression on her face was as cold as ice, but her scorching eyes were like blazing flames under the solid ice.

"What do you want to do to my son?" she said indifferently.

The wand in her hand suddenly waved down, and a bright white light flashed away, freezing the two people hiding behind the door into ice sculptures, with long ice strands hanging on their bodies. The extreme cold seemed to turn the hot summer into the deep winter in an instant, and the surrounding grass blades were covered with thick white frost.

"Originally, I thought Adeline's arrangement was a bit redundant... It seems that I lost the bet with her again." Albert said with a smile, and then his face instantly turned cold, and his voice was cold and sarcastic: " So, who gave you the courage to challenge Shafiq’s majesty again and again?”

He once again cast a powerful blasting spell towards the church door, and at the same time waved to the helpers he had brought over. Amid the scorching heat and the freezing cold, the two groups fought fiercely outside the church door, with all kinds of magic spells flying around.

Inside the church, Owen stood on a high platform, looking down at the crowd below with eyes filled with evil black mist. After learning that his parents had brought people over, he temporarily gave up the idea of ​​leaving.

Shafik and his wife helped him entangle half of the people outside the church, but they could deal with the rest...Don't postpone the trouble that can be solved once and for all until next time, at least catch one guy and torture him for information.

Owen licked his lips lightly with the tip of his tongue. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, and there was a sense of eager anticipation and excitement.

He raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a bright and beautiful smile. The suppressed malice in his heart broke out of the cage unbridled, and the surging magic power in his body became twisted and powerful.

Nyx, who was connected with him, tilted his head and glanced at him, suddenly became energetic, and the black flames on his body burned more intensely. Its heart is also restless, eager, and urging to have a carnival of death!

"Nix, let's make a scene." Owen laughed lowly, his voice low and sweet.

The black phoenix screamed loudly, flapped its wings and poured flames downwards again. At the same time, it raised its beautiful head high and sang a melodious song.

This song is high-pitched and ethereal, fierce and manic, like a mysterious voice from another world. It does not bother to give people hope, but pierces the sharp edge of despair into the heart of the enemy; it never gives people enthusiasm and courage, but only makes hatred and desire burn in people's hearts, so violently that it seems to burn everyone. into ashes.

The singing echoed vaguely in the church, causing the people in black robes to invariably show expressions of pain and confusion. They covered their ears and chanted spells to isolate themselves from the sound, but even if they could not hear the singing in their ears, the feeling of despair and pain still lingered in their hearts, as if their hearts were being grasped tightly by a cold, rotten hand. Their chanting of incantations also became slow and weak.

Owen squinted as he admired Nyx's singing. He found that he did not reject this song of despair at all, but could feel its intoxicating charm even more. This beautiful song resonated with somewhere in his heart, making the beautiful and dangerous flower of evil bloom even more brilliantly and beautifully.

"Awesome." He praised softly. The black devil guard detached himself from him and pounced on the crowd below lightly and gracefully, bringing with it a cold and sinister wind.

Another wave of curses hit hard, and Nyx landed on Owen's shoulders. The blazing black flames suddenly engulfed them, and then disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, flames suddenly rose at the other end of the church. Owen stepped out of the warm fire, raised his wand and pointed it at the person nearby: "Collapse!"

The stun spell aimed at the soul ignored the man's defensive spell and knocked him unconscious to the ground. Immediately afterwards, Owen dodged and hid behind a stone pillar, avoiding a deep purple beam of light, and the stone pillar in front of him collapsed with a roar.

Before being set on fire again, Nyx flapped his wings and once again took Owen with him and disappeared into the black flames.

There was a painful scream, and the black devil guard dragged out the soul of a man in black robes, and ruthlessly gave the other person the fate of death. Then it spun around in mid-air and rushed towards another person next to it.

This seemingly unstoppable evil shadow made the men in black robes panic for the first time, but they were well-trained and quickly found a way to deal with it. The three people released the patron saint, and the silvery-white light and shadow caused the movement of the black devil guard to lag for a moment. Then several people released a silvery-white light curtain together, briefly blocking the movement of the black devil guard.

Although the silver-white light curtain faded and disappeared rapidly, it did have an effect. The three men in black robes tacitly released this light screen one after another, allowing others to take out their hands to target Owen.

At this time, Owen had appeared next to the aisle on the right. As soon as he stepped out of the flames, he rolled into the dark aisle. A killing curse hit the wall beside him, leaving a big black hole.

Such thrills made Owen grin, and the look in his eyes became darker and unpredictable. He waved his wand at the crowd and said "Darkest Realm".

The lightless darkness swallowed up all the light in the church, and also exposed the flaw in the cooperation between the three people restraining the black devil guards. Another burst of shrill howling came from the darkness, a kind of tingling sound. The feedback made Owen curl up his lips with some pleasure.

Amidst a slight tingling sensation, a cross mark of white bones entwined with thorns and snakes appeared on his right wrist, and the black color on it became lighter. Owen was very happy that he had engraved it on his body before that, but he didn't know how many more killings would be needed to satisfy it?

"Thrilling!"

"Confusion."

While Owen huddled his body behind the pillars on the wall, he released fear spells and confusion spells on the crowd in the dark, interfering with their judgment. Immediately afterwards, he mobilized the desire for destruction in his heart and released the Fierce Fire Curse.

The coquettish purple flame turned into the shape of a phoenix, flapping its wings and rushing greedily towards the crowd that had just been lifted from the darkness, cooperating perfectly with Nyx's black flame. The person closest to him was engulfed by two flames before he had time to react, while the Black Demon Guard happily chased a guy around.

A man in black robes, who was in panic due to the fear spell, waved the wand in his hand like he was shooing away flies, and rushed in the direction of Owen in a panic.

"Avada Kedavra," Owen muttered softly.

The bright green beam accurately hit the figure in front, ruthlessly taking away a life amidst the inexplicable and strange rustling sound.

"There are two left." Owen glanced at the guy who was running away in a hurry after being chased by the Black Devil Guard and the Phoenix Flame, and then aimed at another person.

The guy reacted very quickly and threw himself behind the altar table. Judging from his height and size, he was the leader of this group of men in black robes. Owen deliberately left him until the end.

The Lihuo Phoenix, which had grown a full circle in size, rushed towards the opponent and lifted the altar table into the sky. The man hiding behind him uttered the curse of all curses in a panic, and then rolled to the side, avoiding the sneak attack from Nyx himself.

But he couldn't escape. The anti-Apparition spell deployed here not only restricted the people who fell into the trap, but also trapped him as a hunter.

After struggling with Owen for a moment, he was finally knocked unconscious by a soul version of the coma spell under the siege of Owen, Nyx, and the Dark Demon Guard who had returned from dealing with another person.

Owen breathed a sigh of relief and closed his eyes slightly, allowing his somewhat excited mind to return to its usual coldness and calmness, with a trace of laziness and contentment on his expression.

He turned and looked out through the shattered door of the church. The battle over there is almost over, and you can faintly hear the sound of rapid footsteps approaching.

He looked at the corpses on the ground with an indifferent expression, and suddenly remembered that it was not good to kill someone in front of his parents. So he waved his wand and summoned the purple fire again, letting the greedy demonic fire devour everything.

Then he tied up the man he knocked unconscious and took away his wand. The hood on the man's head fell down, revealing a face that was somewhat familiar to Owen.

"Is that that person?" Owen remembered that he had exchanged the suitcase containing the dark blue gem from this wizard that day.

"So, am I the one who caused the trouble?" Owen glanced at the conspicuous skull and scepter pattern beside him, and thought speechlessly, "But if you don't sneak into my bookstore secretly, I won't have to look for you. Stubble..."

He shook his head and stopped worrying about the problem. Just as he was about to take the man away from here, he suddenly heard a faint cry for help.

Owen followed the direction of the sound and opened a door leading to the basement.

There is not much space in the basement, with several coffins placed on both sides. A haggard-looking boy was chained up by a long iron chain, lying on the stone steps behind the door in a weird and awkward posture, looking up at Owen standing behind the door with tears in his eyes.

In the dark basement, the open door became the only source of light. Owen stood at the junction of light and darkness. The purple flames swirling behind him gave him a layer of light. His handsome and delicate cheeks looked down at the boy indifferently, as if a superior god had descended into the world and brought hope. and redemption.

"Who are you?" Owen asked calmly.

"I was caught by them... Please save me." The boy begged humbly, but his eyes were shining brightly, like a fanatical believer praying devoutly to the gods he believed in.

Owen pursed his lips lightly, waved his wand to unlock the shackles that locked the boy, and left with the weak boy. (End of chapter)