A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 92 The Peaceful Night
At this time, the atmosphere in the common room was quite lively.Many little wizards gathered together to chat, laugh and play, and some were rushing to do their homework, or waving their wands to practice spells.

Draco and Blaise were sitting opposite each other playing wizard chess.Draco stared at the pieces on the chessboard with red eyes, as if to stare them out of flowers, and his pieces were cursing, wishing they could jump off the board and stab his face.Blaise, on the other hand, showed a lack of interest, directing the chess pieces one after another.

Pansy sat aside and watched seriously, coughing lightly from time to time, reminding Draco in a low voice, with a dumbfounding expression on his face.Crabbe and Goyle stuffed their mouths with candy, their cheeks puffed out, and they scribbled Draco's homework.

"You lost again, Draco, I've already won." Blaise said listlessly, there was no suspense and no fun in playing chess with the opponent, "In the field of wizard chess, you are going to create legends Bar."

"Impossible, I just don't feel good!" Draco's voice was a bit sharp, "I have never lost in chess with my parents!"

"Don't you think that they are actually letting you in?" Blaise leaned back, leaning back in the armchair with his head in his arms, not at all used to him.

"I play chess with Pencey too!"

"Who doesn't know what she has in mind..."

Pansy gave Blaise a fierce look, and turned her head away haughtily, but her cheeks were flushed.

Draco blushed, "Crabbe and Goyle!"

Blaise glanced at the two fools, and spread his hands: "So this is what you pursue?"

Draco glanced at the two big men who were smiling silly at him, and immediately pulled away his homework out of anger.The bulging cheeks of the two made them look like hamsters, and they were not cute at all.

"Okay, do you want to play Gaobushi?" Draco seemed to finally recognize the reality.But everyone knew that after a while he would relapse, challenge his friends to Wizards Chess again with confidence, and then get beaten to pieces... and so on.

"Good idea." Blaise became interested, "Owen, do you want to play together?" He said to Owen who was sitting in front of the fireplace warming up.

"Sorry, I hate Gao Bushi." Owen glanced at them lazily.He didn't find it funny at all about pebbles that sprayed foul-smelling liquid in people's faces.

He looked down at the wand in his hand, the smooth and straight black wand was turning flexibly between his slender, pale fingers.On the table in front of him, a slender quill was quickly scratching across the parchment, writing lines of words in clean and beautiful fonts.

"You don't even like Quidditch!" Draco said slowly, "I wonder if anyone else has a similar hobby to yours... Well, Daphne, you're a good match for her..."

"Draco—" Daphne looked at him with a smile.She was waving her wand and practicing Transfiguration.

Glaring at the other party fiercely, Daphne came to sit down beside Owen, and looked enviously at the quill pen in front of him "swiping" and writing homework smoothly: "I really admire you for being able to control it so well, I can only Can make my pen write a few letters. Well, I want to ask you some questions about Transfiguration."

Owen nodded at her with a gentle smile, patiently answering her doubts.

Melet yawned a lot, jumped onto the table from his arms, tilted her head curiously to look at the automatic writing quill, and stretched out her little paw to flick it.The long tail of the kitten Lizi swung flexibly from side to side, and accidentally knocked over the ink bottle. The long hair at the tip of the tail was covered with ink, like a big brush was drawn on the parchment and the table. There are large black traces.

"Meow!" Melet, who always liked to be clean, frowned, and the whole cat swelled up.She jumped up from the table in shock, and when she fell, she stepped on the ink again, printing black plum blossom footprints on Owen's homework.

"Ah, Melet, if I remember correctly, you are a cat lizi, not a purebred stupid cat!" Owen looked at the little cat lizi who was shaking his feet and flicking his tail amusedly, and joked in a good mood .

Melet looked resentfully at the shit-shoveling officer who was gloating at the show, her golden eyes rolled mischievously, and then she walked towards Owen with her head held high, as if she was about to jump on him.

Owen quickly picked up the black top hat that was put aside, and put it on Melet, and put the small cat inside.Under Daphne's astonished gaze, Owen slapped the top of the top hat hard, instantly pressing it into a thin layer.

"Melet!" Daphne exclaimed.Owen's movements looked like he had slapped a kitten and lizard, no, it wouldn't be such a thin layer.

Owen heard a low exclamation from behind him, and he turned his head to take a look, but he didn't see anyone nearby.

Raising his eyebrows, Owen raised the corners of his mouth, and picked up the flat top hat on the table. There was nothing underneath.He shook his arm, and the top hat returned to its original shape with a "bang", and a large stack of cards fell from the top hat, quickly covering the table.

Melet got out of the cards with his head held high, and continued to walk with a proud face, leaving shallow club paw prints on the cards.She lightly jumped onto Owen's lap, rolled around coquettishly, and after successfully soiling Owen's robe, she licked her paws contentedly.

"Your magic?" Daphne said with a smile.It is very difficult to use magic to achieve this effect, because cats and raccoons are magical animals with magical powers, and it is very difficult to use magic to influence them, not to mention that Owen did not chant spells.

"Yeah, thinking about magic once in a while will relax my mood a lot, and it can be regarded as cultivating sentiment." Owen squinted and smiled, and at the same time helped Melet clean up the ink on his body with a cleaning spell.

"Alright, I always feel that you have changed a lot recently, I really don't know what happened to you." Daphne took a serious look at him, her beautiful azure blue eyes showed a moving azure blue under the glowing green light.

She stared at Owen's dark eyes, which were always gentle and clear before, like the sparkling lake in spring, quiet and moving.But recently they seem to have become a lot darker. Although they are still calm and indifferent, they are more like the calm and depressing sea before the storm, hiding the raging waves that are about to sweep out.

"Have you encountered any troubles?" Daphne asked with concern.

Owen took a serious look at the little girl with a serious expression, and couldn't help squinting and smiling.This girl always has keen insight, rather than intuition, it is better to say that she is meticulous and extremely intelligent, and she can always make correct judgments soberly.

"There are some minor troubles, but I'm not bothered." Owen stretched his body, looking at the wand in his hand, "You don't need to worry about me, for me, there is nothing worth worrying about , because I know that entanglement and worry can't solve any problems. I will only find a way to solve it, and then put in practice. For me, there are always more solutions than difficulties."

"I really envy your attitude towards life." Daphne quietly watched the flames in the fireplace, "But what if you encounter difficult troubles?"

"At that time, I will choose to ask for help. After all, I am not a diehard." Owen blinked at her, "Of course, if there is really no way to solve it, then it can only be broken. The worst is to adapt to it and join it... ..."

Daphne looked at him dumbfounded, and a suppressed light cough sounded from the side.

Owen turned his head and looked over, raising the wand in his hand with a half-smile.

"No, it's me!" Harry's voice came from the air ahead, and then a head appeared out of nowhere, with a bit of showing off and smugness on its face.

"Ah—" Draco screamed.The sudden appearance of the head startled him.

The people around looked over curiously and dissatisfied, and Harry quickly hid his head.

"The Invisibility Cloak?" Owen said to the place where Harry disappeared, looking thoughtful.

"Dumbledore gave it to me, he said it was something my father left me." Harry whispered, and sat down on the armchair next to him, taking advantage of the people around him not paying attention, He lifted off the invisibility cloak on his body.

Harry went to Dumbledore's office tonight, because Dumbledore said he was going to give him a private lesson, and he had just returned.

Owen took a careful look at the liquid-like silver fabric in Harry's hand, his eyes were deep and unpredictable.He is now [-]% sure that Dumbledore is arranging the funeral, but even now that everything has not been arranged, has Dumbledore still given up on the study of the Deathly Hallows?

You know, he should have collected three Deathly Hallows by now.

"Or have you researched it, but didn't find out why?" Owen didn't bother to think about it, and took his eyes away from the invisibility cloak.With his current level of knowledge, it would be a dream to study the Deathly Hallows.

Daphne also withdrew her curious and probing gaze. Draco, who was screaming in fright just now, blushed slightly, and coughed subtly: "I've seen this kind of invisibility cloak a lot, as long as I say a word, my dad can Immediately find a dozen of them for me..."

"By the way, what did Dumbledore teach you tonight?" Owen asked curiously.

Harry withdrew his annoyed stare at Draco, and said with a puzzled expression: "Mr. Dumbledore said that the future of the wizarding world is not peaceful, and we must be prepared to face the invasion of darkness..."

Immediately, an expression of excitement and frustration appeared on his face: "Mr. Dumbledore said that he would teach me how to deal with them, whether it is from magic, mentality, or choice... But before that , he wants me to know all the common sense first."

Saying that, Harry took out a note from his pocket and threw it on the table, his expression became lifeless.

Owen glanced at it, and found that it was a long list of books, with a large list of book titles written in oblique fonts, such as: "Modern Magic Concepts and Classifications", "The Root of Magic: Distinction between Black and White Magic", " The Mystery of History: The Secret Behind Those Big Events" and so on.

These are books that deal with basic common sense.After reading these books, you can generally understand the basics of life magic, duel magic, curse and anti-curse, understand the essential differences and characteristics of black and white magic, and understand the changes in the history of magic.

"It seems that Dumbledore really wants to train Harry to be his successor?" Owen clicked his tongue, "It seems that he has figured out Harry's nature."

Dumbledore's time should not be enough, but he also understands that Voldemort is destined to return in the future, and Harry is the one in the prophecy who will definitely play a vital role in the process of fighting Voldemort.He had to let Harry have a certain ability to protect himself before he could no longer protect him, and after realizing that the other party had qualities he admired and valued, he decided to give Harry an epic boost, and perhaps guide his mind so that it would not grow crooked ...

"Tsk, what is Dumbledore so busy drawing?" Owen yawned leisurely.If he's dying himself, then he must hurry up and have more fun, and he'll let it flood after he dies anyway.

Harry slumped on the armchair, like a salted fish that had lost his dream, mourning the leisurely weekend that was about to pass away.He does love magic, but that doesn't mean he wants to spend all his time studying!He wants to play, he needs a vacation!
"Dumbledore said...the future will not be peaceful?" Daphne noticed this sentence.

"Oh, my father said, Dumbledore is old and confused, he always likes to say crazy and alarmist things, believe him and you will lose." Draco said indifferently.He glanced at Harry again, with envy and jealousy in his eyes, that was Dumbledore's private lesson!In any case, Dumbledore was the most powerful and knowledgeable wizard alive, as his father admitted.

He couldn't help but came over and glanced at Harry's book list. After seeing the dizzying long list of book titles, the envy in his eyes instantly faded, and his expression even showed a trace of sympathy.

"Dumbledore shouldn't joke about this kind of thing..." Daphne frowned while holding her chin, combined with her immature cheeks, there was a sense of ignorance and maturity.However, as a member of an ancient pure-blood family, although she valued it, she was not too worried.

Owen nodded with a smile, self-consciously tidying up the messed up homework on the desktop by Melet, and a few scattered pages slipped from the pages of the book and floated to the ground.

Daphne helped him pick up the paper, and saw the straight but dizzyingly complex lines on the paper, as well as some incomprehensible geometric patterns, and asked curiously: "What is this?"

Harry also took a look, clapped his palms and said, "I know, this is a kind of blueprint, isn't it? You still know this?"

"Well, it's just a design drawing of a house." Owen chuckled and put the paper back into the textbook, and said as a matter of course, "As a qualified magician, you must know a little bit of everything."

"Okay, I'm going back to the dormitory first." He waved his hand to everyone.

The lights in the dormitory are soft and dim, and the sound of the lake water slapping gently outside the window makes people feel calm.

Owen fell on the bed, closed his eyes, and entered the space facing the wall.The white mist is peaceful and quiet, the eternal silence and tranquility.

At this time, there was a long table in the space facing the wall, and complex design drawings were neatly placed on it.Owen put the design drawing he brought in on the table, checked it carefully, and revised a part of it, then sat in front of his desk and took out a notebook on the desk.

This old notebook with a dark brown cover looks like it has been around for some years. Owen found it out of Ravenclaw's secret room, and it recorded Ravenclaw's method of making black and white magic coexist.

This is a complex and profound magic, which essentially separates and isolates one's own thinking, so that the negative emotions required by black magic and the positive emotions required by white magic will not interfere with each other.But in fact, that part of the isolated thinking is still in the body, and can still be used for thinking and analysis. It seems that people's thinking has changed from single-core to dual-core, so it does not affect the person's own mind.

Although this magic has extremely strong side effects, which will make people fall into an absolutely sane state and it is difficult to escape, it also allows Owen to see the hope of fighting against the side effects of black magic.

Be wary of black magic, this is what Owen has been telling himself all along.Although now he has accepted his own dark side, and rationality can restrain malice, but he always understands that as the influence of black magic on him continues to deepen, his bottom line will only become lower and lower, and it will become irreversible. Darker and more paranoid... He didn't want to be like Voldemort one day, able to split his soul without blinking an eye.

"If this magic can be improved..." Owen mused, waving his wand and summoning his own black magic guard.He carefully looked at the evil and ominous shadow in front of him, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he already had an idea in his mind.

"Can I use my thinking to fill this empty shell? Foreign things are always unreliable." He pursed his lips, his eyes were dark and deep, like a dark fog billowing. "In this way, the problem of Voldemort coveting my body can be solved together..."

"Then it's time to start supplementing the theoretical knowledge needed for this magic." Owen rubbed his eyebrows. It is not easy to improve this kind of magic, even if he can try and make mistakes again and again in the space facing the wall, it will be a big project.

He took out the parchment that Voldemort had given him from his pocket again, and pondered over the flying spell recorded on it word by word.Although this is a representative of Voldemort's dark magic, and the effect looks a bit sinister, it is a flying spell!It is the dream of many people to be able to fly flexibly and quickly in the air by themselves.

After studying for a while, Owen frowned and shook his head, and put away the parchment.This is not the black magic that he can study now, it involves a lot of advanced theoretical knowledge, and it is a silent spell.He couldn't waste his time on this now.

He turned to the bookshelf, picked out an advanced book on spell theory, and read it carefully.Beside him, the Dark Demon Guard was floating around silently, brushing Owen's arm with the corner of his cloak from time to time, and rubbing against Owen's back, like a well-behaved pet, without the ferocity of the day when he was killing unscrupulously.

It wasn't until midnight that Owen left the space facing the wall, and fell into a deep sleep with the kitten Lizi beside him.

(End of this chapter)