A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 98 Assistant
After a period of turmoil in the wizard gathering area in the distance, it has now calmed down.Many wizards raised their wands to illuminate, searching for traces of the arsonists.Seen from a distance, the dots of fluorescent lights look like stars falling to the dark earth.

At this time, Owen, the vicious arsonist, was sitting on a rock on a distant hillside, checking the contents of his suitcase indifferently.The special products brought out from the Nightmare Forest were exhausted, and some of his own sundries were also thrown into Fiendfire.

But what he cares about now is not this loss, but the change in his own mind.The feedback brought about by another abuse and killing of black magic has achieved some kind of qualitative change this time. It seems that a spring of malice has opened up in his heart, and evil and desire are spreading and growing wantonly, making him While becoming more and more indifferent to life and beauty, there seems to be a voice full of temptation whispering to him all the time, bewitching him to vent his desires as he pleases, letting him completely fall into the embrace of darkness, accepting the truest self, embracing Freedom and new birth.

Owen shook his head in a daze, and closed the lid of the suitcase with a "snap". The sudden sound in the silence woke him up a lot.The solution to the side effects of black magic has not yet been completed, but the situation has become urgent. He feels that he is slowly slipping into the abyss, and he is becoming less and less like his original self.

Black magic is undoubtedly a very easy and quick magic. Many powerful black magics are unexpectedly simple, and there is no requirement for the talent of the wizard. The most important thing is nothing more than maliciousness from the heart.The stronger the malice, the more people it hurts, and the greater its power, no wonder so many wizards are madly addicted to it.

Black magic represents plunder, perhaps it is drawing strength from the pain of others, like a monster that spreads despair and pain wantonly, and absorbs nutrients to thrive.

This time Owen clearly felt that the power of the Black Demon Guard had become stronger, the killing speed was faster, and the movements were quicker.Moreover, for some unknown reason, he felt that his mental strength had suddenly increased by a small amount just now, which seemed to be a wonderful effect brought about by a qualitative change.

After Owen has continuously used Ravenclaw's mental power training method for the past few months, coupled with the small wave of improvement just now, he feels that his current magic power should exceed that of most adult wizards, at least it has reached a certain level. The level of some elite wizards.

"Hurry up." Owen slowly lowered his eyes, one hand rested naturally on the suitcase, and his fingers tapped lightly on it.He looked at Natasha who was staring blankly at the night sky again. This woman who looked no more than 20 years old had a tired and vicissitudes of life at this time, and her long dark red hair was drooping weakly behind her head.

After successfully avenging her revenge, Natasha has lost all her goals, and she seems to have lost even the motivation to live, and her whole body seems to have no energy.

"What are you going to do in the future?" Owen asked softly, but the boy's clear voice was slightly hoarse at this moment.He self-servingly took out the things he got from the black wizard he killed last, checked all the belongings of the other party and threw them aside casually, then opened the black cloth bag and rummaged through them.

"I don't know." Natasha said blankly after a long time, "Go and kill that informant first, and then I'll go back to Knockturn Alley. At least there's... a place to live."

Owen didn't speak, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.The cloth bag in his hand looked small, but it was actually casted with the No Trace Stretch Curse. Although most of the items stored in it were not to his liking, there were a few things worth paying attention to.

For example, a silver-white leaf-shaped amulet. Owen found several similar fragments among the sundries on the man.This amulet can block the Dark Guardian for a moment, perhaps involving the soul realm.

Another example is an ancient book that has been preserved in a precious and precious place. Owen took out the book and flipped through it. The cover is dark black with complicated and mysterious red patterns painted on it. The title of the book is "Book of Secrets" .The title page is completely red, as if smeared with blood, and a name is written on the lower right corner: Meral.The yellowed pages behind were all empty, without any patterns or words.

At this time, Natasha suddenly asked in disbelief: "Why is this book here with you?"

"I found it from here, what's the problem?" Owen glanced at her, shaking the cloth bag in his hand, with a playful smile in his eyes.

"This book... is the treasure my father took away!" Natasha's crimson eyes flashed violently, her expression resentful and sad, "I heard those people say... the name is the Book of Secrets. This book How could it be in the hands of that person? The leader of that organization in Trive didn't even know about it?"

"Who told you that Trive is the leader of the Black Spirit organization?" Owen asked flatly, and before Natasha could answer, he said leisurely: "How can a leader of the dark forces wear conspicuous clothes and swagger? Tell everyone about your identity? Trive is at best a stand-in."

"I think that the person I killed is the real leader of the Black Spirit organization. He has been standing at the back of the crowd, looking inconspicuous, but Trive will instinctively look at him whenever he says something. In the past, those dark wizards around often cast their eyes there, but they didn't pay much respect to Trive..."

"Such an obvious problem, but you can find it if you observe more." Owen glanced at the other party helplessly, thinking that this woman is indeed a bit stupid, or she is careless and has a single mind.

Natasha's fair cheeks also turned red at this time, and she stammered, "I... I just didn't think about that..." After she finished speaking, her expression became gloomy again, and she Only then did he realize that he had no enemies at all.

Owen also let her doubt life. He dug out several notebooks and parchments from the cloth bag, and opened them one by one to check.Lines of names were written on the parchment, and many names were crossed out. It seemed that it should be the list of members of the Black Spirit organization.He tossed the parchment to Natasha, and let her see for herself.

Several notebooks contain notes on the study of black magic, memos on some important matters, and a very scribbled diary.Owen turned to the last few pages of the diary and found a description of "Book of Secrets".

"...This ancient relic has been developed for more than a year, and many people have been hired in the middle. It seems that the owner of the relic is very good at cursing black magic. Although he kills people without holding back at all, the things left behind are indeed genuine. , very precious..."

""Book of Secrets", the most precious collection of the owner of the ruins is actually a book? Its greatest ability is to keep secrets. Just write down the secrets that need to be kept on the title page, and let others write their names on the back paper , they can’t reveal this secret in any way... This oath of keeping secrets is very binding, but it’s not very useful..."

"Wait, the name on the title page, Meral? I seem to have heard of this name somewhere..."

"The book was snatched by the old Valente, I knew he joined the organization with bad intentions..."

"Half a year, I finally managed to intercept old Valente, this old guy really knows how to hide. I got the "Book of Secrets", but no one knows its true function! This book can only belong to me, Can't be known by anyone! I have to cast an Imperius Curse on old Valente, and then let him die by himself..."

"The name of Meral is recorded in the ancient manuscripts. She is a genius who surpassed the times in curse magic! And her most famous feat is to create a book of curses, and secretly use it to control most of the time. The dark witch organization, let them obey her!"

"The "Book of Secrets" should be called "The Book of Curses of Meral"! The oath of secrets on it is not important, it is actually a very powerful curse medium, as long as someone writes his name on it, has People in this book can curse that person anytime, anywhere, even if he runs to the ends of the earth, it’s useless!"

"With it, I can also do Meral's feat. As long as I keep a low profile, I can become the king of darkness!"

Owen closed the diary in his hand with a "snap", and whispered in a playful tone: "The king in the dark has no hope, but the pass to hell has already been obtained."

Accidentally killing the "king" of a dark world is not exciting at all.

Owen casually tossed the ancient book in his hand, this book was not of much use to him.Threatening others with curses is the most stupid way after all. If Owen wants to develop some power, he can use his own means and charm to develop a group of loyal subordinates. As a magician, he always has a way to make himself a victim. sought after.Therefore, the ability to keep secrets in this book is also useful to him, and it is very suitable for keeping a group of people secrets on a large scale.

"Natasha, do you want this book?" Owen looked at the woman who was staring blankly at the list in her hand.

Natasha glanced at the book in Owen's hand complicatedly, shook her head without hesitation and said, "No, it reminds me of those bad memories. Since you got it, it's yours."

"Since you don't know what to do in the future, would you like to do something for me?" Owen put the book into his suitcase with a smile, and said in a brisk and soft tone, "It's for salary."

Natasha's bright crimson eyes looked at him, she nodded seriously and said, "I owed you my life, and you avenged me today. You can make me do anything, even if you want me to I can take my life..." She paused, and then added seriously: "So, I don't need a salary."

She stared into Owen's pitch-black eyes with a burning gaze, her expression was determined to the point of piousness.She is sincerely grateful to Owen, even if he didn't mean to help her.She didn't know many people in her life, and she never received help from others, but she must repay her kindness. This is what she read from the book, and she regarded it as the truth.

The child in front of him has shown extraordinary attainments in black magic at a young age, and he will definitely be a great guy in the future.Natasha didn't know how long this child could last under the corruption of black magic, and whether she would turn into a crazy and cruel appearance like her father. It is obviously not a good way out to help him, and he is destined to be accompanied by darkness and danger, but Natasha didn't expect to live an ordinary life.

She is a dark wizard, impoverished, precarious, and destined not to be accepted by people under the sun.Even if she didn't follow Owen, maybe she would die in a sudden accident or attack at some point, and die alone in an unknown corner. That was the common ending of almost all dark wizards who had no power or background.

"How can people work for nothing? That's oppression. It's useless if I want your life." Owen blinked his eyes and added in a humorous tone, "And I'm not short of money."

He looked at the serious woman in front of him with his chin in one hand, and said with a dumb smile: "I don't know what you are thinking, in fact, I don't have anything I want you to do right now, I'm just habitually preparing early and keeping my back It's just... I can still support an idler."

He just does what he likes, he does things when he thinks about them, and says things when he thinks about them. This is also his attitude towards life.

"Perhaps one day, as a magician..." Owen paused, and continued in a pleasant voice, "As a fraudster, I will need an assistant, and I hope you will not refuse."

"After all, there are many performances, and it's difficult for one person to complete them." He said quietly.

"Of course I won't refuse, so what do you want me to do now?" Natasha fidgeted a little, "It's impossible for me to be idle and accept your kindness with peace of mind."

"Well, what are you good at?" Owen looked at her thoughtfully.

"Stalking, assassination, torture, and stealing." Natasha thought for a long time, and answered with a straight posture as if she was facing an interviewer.

"Uh, other than that, do you have any normal advantages or hobbies?" Owen's eyebrows twitched.

"I know some black magic transformation experiments learned from my father, mastered some black magic spells, and have experience in cooperating with experiments..." Natasha thought hard about what she knew, and watched the rejection on Owen's face grow stronger. It became more and more intense, and began to speak in a panic: "I am good at doing housework, and I like reading books..."

"That's right, do you want to try opening a bookstore?" Owen clapped his hands and suggested casually.

"Ah?" Natasha's expression became confused, and her eyes looked like a ignorant puppy.

"Since you are familiar with Knockturn Alley, why don't you open a bookstore there." Owen's gloomy mood has eased since just now, and even the restless evil thoughts in his heart seem to have faded, "I these people The pocket money saved over the years is enough to invest in several stores in Knockturn Alley, which can be used as a secret small stronghold."

"Oh." Natasha didn't know what to say, and finally just gave her own general answer.

Owen tilted his head with a smile, and suddenly stretched out his right hand towards the other person's cheek with some black and gray, and then put his five fingers together and lightly pinched it, and a white rose appeared in his palm out of thin air.

"There are still a lot of interesting things in this world, don't always stretch yourself, you are still young, there are too many novel and interesting things to try." He inserted roses in Natasha's somewhat messy hair , with a gentle and friendly tone, "Look, it's even more beautiful this way."

"It's time to get out of the unfortunate past. You are free, Natasha. You should think about yourself and live for yourself. A pretty girl like you will definitely be very popular." Owen smiled brightly explain.

Natasha stared at him blankly, a little water seemed to flash in her deep red eyes.No one has ever said such a thing to her, no one will really consider her except the brother who relies on her, and the world has never treated her tenderly.

She looked at the boy with an elegant and gentle smile in front of her, and suddenly felt that this was pretty good.She doesn't know what the future holds, but at least she has hope.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet." She just thought of this question.

"Owen, Owen Shafik." Owen shook his feet casually, "You can call me Owen."

"Shafik?" Natasha's eyes widened, and she asked cautiously, "The Shafik family of the pure-blood 28 family?"

Seeing Owen nod casually in response, Natasha shook her head in disbelief.For the first time, she doubted the reality of this world.

In her eyes, such a powerful and wealthy family has always been superior.She couldn't understand why a member of a big family like Owen would sneak into the wizard black market alone and put himself in such a dangerous situation, let alone why his adults taught their children so many dangerous black arts so heartily.

"Then...you haven't gone to school yet?" She asked tentatively.

"I'm in the first grade at Hogwarts, and it's vacation time now." Owen said innocently.

The two looked at each other, and after a long time, Natasha said: "The traces on your body..." If they are detected, they can only flee.

"It's resolved." Owen blinked.

Next, the two chatted in a harmonious atmosphere. The main reason was that Owen was funny, but Natasha, who was a bit slow in dealing with people, didn't notice it and was serious.It wasn't until daybreak that they walked towards the wizard gathering area in the distance.

(End of this chapter)