A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 5 Wall Space
Consciousness sank into the thinking space, and Owen squeezed his arm, but the touch and pain were very real.

With a thought, he saw himself outside from the thinking space.

This feeling is very strange, like overlooking from an inexplicable height, you can clearly see your expression as if you are looking down in thought, as well as the people and things around you.

"What's the use of this?" Owen pulled out his wand and played with it in his hand.The jet-black wand was straight and handsome, and fit comfortably in the hand.

Walnut, phoenix tail feather core, twelve and a half inches long.

According to Ollivander, the wand chooses the wizard.This wand is rare and fastidious, and will help the wizard it chooses to overcome obstacles.

Of course, from Owen's point of view, the rarity of this magic wand may be true, after all, the core of the phoenix tail feather wand is indeed relatively rare.But picky...Ollivander said that he chose Owen less than a week after making this wand, maybe it has a good eye...

Owen habitually twirled the wand in his hand a few times quickly, then pointed to a dinner plate outside and read: "Yingardim, Leviosa!"

It is not a joke to say that he has completed the theoretical knowledge of the first five grades, but the practice of spells did not start until he got his own wand not long ago.If you also had the experience of secretly practicing magic spells when you were young and almost blew yourself up, I believe you will be so cautious when practicing magic spells.

Owen's floating spell was successfully cast, but there was no response from the dinner plate outside.

"Casting spells here can't affect the outside world, so this is just a space where you can practice spells?" Owen pinched his chin and thought, staring at the dinner plate outside, and his thoughts moved slightly.

Wisps of white mist gathered together, turned into an identical dinner plate and appeared in front of Owen, with some apple pies on it.But the dinner plate from the outside world has not disappeared.

Owen picked up a piece of apple pie and looked at it for a moment, then took a bite.Soft texture and sweet and sour applesauce taste, very real.

"Things outside can be copied into the thinking space, so..."

As soon as Owen thought about it, amidst the surging white mist, another dinner plate with apple pie appeared beside him, followed by the third and fourth... In the blink of an eye, densely packed dinner plates were placed at his feet, Each one is exactly the same.

"Not only can you copy one." Owen nodded, thinking about making them disappear, and these dinner plates dissipated into white mist one by one, "This function can be used to practice potions, which greatly saves materials...but for me It doesn't make much sense."

If he wants to study Potions, there is no shortage of materials to practice his hands. Who let Shafik's family have a lot of money and run a large part of the Potions business?
"Wait, what if it's me?" Owen imagined copying himself in his heart, more white mist gathered, and finally became another self.It's just that the self in front of him has dull eyes and doesn't look very smart.

Owen stared at himself in front of him, his thoughts seemed to pass through a bizarre tunnel quickly, and then he found that his consciousness had switched to the opposite side.Looking up, the self just now was holding a magic wand in his hand, as if he had lost his soul.

"It seems that I can only stay in one body at the same time, unless I can multitask." Owen glanced at his palm, then copied a table knife, and drew a bloody gash in his left palm.The feeling of pain was extremely real, red blood flowed out slowly, and blood plum blossoms bloomed on the white ground.

Owen looked at his true self in reality, and there was no wound on his hand.He stared at the wound on his hand and imagined it to recover, and the wound squirmed under the white mist and completely healed.

Immediately afterwards, he looked at Harry outside, trying to copy him in, and a group of himself suddenly appeared in front of him.

[It is detected that the target has magic power, and connection points need to be consumed... Insufficient connection points, copying failed. 】

Owen touched his chin and said to himself: "Does the connection point still have such a function?" His eyes turned slightly, and a palm-sized white rabbit appeared at his feet, which was always in his pocket. The muse.

However, the duplicated rabbit stood blankly at Owen's feet, its red eyes didn't blink, like a living rabbit doll, it didn't move even if Owen raised his foot to kick it.

If Owen hadn't confirmed that the rabbit was bleeding and breathing, he would have thought it was a fake rabbit.

Throwing the copied rabbit into the space, Owen returned to reality, glanced at the time and nodded slightly: "It seems that the speed of time in the space is the same as that of the outside world, and its function is to practice spells and potions. Great place to train on the go. No need to go to the Room of Requirement."

"The most important thing is..." Owen hooked the corner of his mouth eagerly, "Injuries received in the space will not affect the outside world, that is to say, I can research those dangerous forbidden magic in it without worrying about hurting myself .Even, I can copy more of my own body and use it as... an experimental subject."

The thinking space may still have functions that he has not explored, but the abilities shown so far are already very useful.Owen nodded in satisfaction, not blinding himself to be a broom star for so many years.

However, how powerful is the upgraded broom star physique... To be honest, he has an ominous premonition.

"The thinking space is too ugly, why not call it 'wall-facing space'." Owen changed the name of the space.

As a master of magic in his previous life, Owen never lacked the drive to study. While tirelessly absorbing new magic theories and interesting ideas, he also kept pace with the times and actively created new magic.

He likes to lock himself in the work room, and let his thoughts collide with the spark of inspiration in solitude and silence. This state of sleepless nights and food often lasts from a few hours to a few days.He loves the feeling of being so focused, and affectionately calls it a "wall-facing moment."

With thinking as the bone and knowledge as the flesh, in the romance called loneliness, sparks of wonderful inspiration are wiped out as the veins, and finally it is born as an elegant magic poem in the palm of your hand... This is Owen's unique moment of facing the wall.

Wall-facing space and wall-facing moments complement each other.

Before I knew it, the desserts on the table disappeared.Dumbledore stood up again, and the auditorium returned to silence.

Dumbledore emphasized some precautions, such as prohibiting entering the Forbidden Forest, not casting magic in the corridors between classes, and of course, not entering the corridors on the right on the fourth floor.

Owen looked at Dumbledore thoughtfully, not missing the mischievous look that flashed in the eyes under the half-moon glasses for a moment.Sure enough, this is fishing talk, but are you so sure that Harry will still commit suicide?He's a Slytherin now.

Well, Harry was sorted into Slytherin entirely because of the fragment of Voldemort's soul in his body, and he was still a purebred lion in his bones.

"Whatever, I don't plan to participate in Harry Potter's growing up game anyway." At that time, he might as well delve into the combination of magic and magic.

In the following time, all the teachers and students sang the school song together.Owen sang the song in the tune of Ode to Joy with great interest. In this messy singing, there is no need to worry about singing out of tune, because everyone is the same anyway.

However, Professor Snape, don't you really want to cast the Killing Curse on Dumbledore with your gloomy expression?Open your mouth if you don't miss you.

As if hearing Owen's complaints, Snape glanced in his direction...well, not at him.

The song ended in a blink of an eye, and all the students stood up and walked towards their respective dormitories amidst the noisy voices.

(End of this chapter)