A ruined Hogwarts

Owen walked slowly through the narrow and dark alley for a while. There were only a few stalls along the way. There were only a few old witches who were closing the stalls tremblingly. They looked around with sinister eyes from time to time. They could not see the invisible Owen. There was only one The figure wrapped tightly around his body sniffed hard, as if he smelled a strange smell.

A poor guy was dragged into a dark alley by a few wizards, slightly breaking the dead silence here. Several old witches grinned happily and cleared the stalls faster.

Owen was a little used to this kind of thing. Although he only stayed in Knockturn Alley for a day, he also witnessed a lot of evil in the shadows. He found that he adapted to this very quickly, and he didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

He walked out of Knockturn Alley, turned to the left, walked through several short alleys and entered the Leaky Cauldron, borrowing the fireplace here to return directly to Shafik Manor. Although the fireplace can also be used in the Borgin-Bock store, Owen does not want to deal with that old fox in Borgin at this stage.

With the flames rising high, Owen returned to the manor covered in ashes and waved his wand to sweep away the dust on his body. He took a deep breath of the fresh rose-scented air at home, and his expression became much happier. In his opinion, there is nothing wrong with Knockturn Alley, except that it is too dirty, which he doesn't like very much.

Melete took out two paws from his pocket, and then a little head popped out. She jumped out of Owen's pocket and played wildly on the rich dark carpet.

Owen touched his pocket and took out the candy Natasha gave him. He shook his head in amusement, opened the candy wrapper and stuffed the red candy into his mouth, then his expression slightly distorted. Well, strawberry-flavored sour popping candy. The ridiculously sour candy jumps around in the mouth like a little mouse, nakedly testing one's ability to accept it.

"Finally willing to come back from Diagon Alley? Your mother and I thought you wanted to spend the night there." Mr. Albert was playing with some magic items piled on the ground, and he didn't forget to raise his head and joked.

"Good evening, Dad. Actually, I didn't tell you, I went to Knockturn Alley." Owen smiled and leaned over to look at the gadgets one by one, and said in a brisk tone. He doesn't like telling lies very much, preferring to tell incomplete truths or late truths.

Albert's eyebrows jumped. He turned his head and glared at Owen, and said angrily: "Well, with your courage, you can indeed do such a thing. I think you'd better follow up before you commit suicide next time. I also have a message for your mother. If you go missing one day, we will know where to fish you out or collect your body."

"I just went to see the current situation of the bookstore and give Natasha some books. I have learned the Disguise Charm, so I can protect myself." Owen picked up a bright red rose through the handkerchief and looked at it carefully. Said in a relaxed tone.

He felt that Natasha, an assistant, was worth training. She was able to achieve her current level of combat effectiveness without going to school and lacking a lot of basic knowledge. She was obviously very talented and could be trusted at the moment. It happened that he had a lot of books on hand, so he sent some of them over so that Natasha could make up for her shortcomings.

"The Disillusionment Curse?" Albert clicked his tongue and looked at Owen as if he were looking at a little monster. "This is a spell that is difficult for even an adult wizard to master. I didn't expect you to have such a talent?"

"You didn't know until now?" Owen raised his eyebrows, "I thought you had seen me clearly after all these years, Dad." Hasn't he always been smart since he was a child? Have you ever seen a five-year-old child who can stump you with math problems?

"But you make me lose the joy of educating children..." Albert shook his head with a look of regret on his face, "How long has it been since I beat you?"

"You can have another one." Owen suggested seriously. He does not feel that he is a suitable heir to the family. He prefers a free and unrestrained life and a varied stage. The important task of inheriting the family business and expanding the family's branches is not suitable for him.

"Forget it, those other people's children are so naughty that it makes me panic." Albert shook his head firmly.

Owen glanced sideways at his clueless father and stopped thinking about the future. He just studied the roses in his hands. It looks like a flower that has just been cut from the outside. On the green branches, there are sharp thorns among the vibrant leaves, and the layers of big red petals seem to be shining with crystal dew.

"What does it do?" Owen asked with interest.

"This is called the oath of true love." Albert smiled meaningfully, "You can drop your own blood on the flower and give it to someone else. The person who takes the flower from your hand and smells its fragrance I will fall deeply in love with you and be unable to extricate myself.”

"The effect is similar to a love potion?" Owen was not very interested in it for a moment.

"But the effect of this love spell is very long-lasting, just like the flower that never fades. It only loses its effect when the person is pricked by its thorns or the rose is destroyed. ." Albert smiled mysteriously, "I bought it from a sneaky Bulgarian, and it cost me a lot of money."

Owen nodded and twirled the flowers in his hands casually. Obviously, this is a very powerful black magic item. If used properly, it can control a person for a lifetime.

He casually put the rose back to its place and continued to look at the other items.

"Huh? I thought people of your age would be very interested in it." Albert glanced at Owen in surprise, "Although I won't give it to you, it's easy for you to learn bad things..."

"I don't think I need to fall in love at my age, Dad. Besides, do you think I need to use this kind of thing to get love?" Owen raised the corners of his mouth and showed a very charming smile.

"You can't say for sure. Emotions are always elusive. What's more..." Albert was impressed. He pretended to look at Owen up and down for a while before continuing, "With all due respect, Owen, You are a little too beautiful..."

"Really? Dad, after you bought this rose, it must have been used by someone, right?" Owen pursed his lips, "Or, could it be that you prepared this for your mother?"

Faced with this proposition, the joking smile on Albert's face disappeared instantly. He took a breath with a hiss, glanced at the door instinctively, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't see Ms. Adeline. Then he glanced around, picked up a cane and looked at Owen fiercely. , but Owen was already walking towards the restaurant in anticipation.

"I'm so hungry. What are you going to eat tonight?" Owen said lazily, turning to his father and winking mischievously with his left eye.

More than half a month has passed since the day of summer vacation. During this period, the family first collected some magic stone potions as backup, which is the main material for making the elixir of life.

Then, they successfully brewed a batch of elixir and stored it. This magic potion was not difficult to brew. In fact, it is not enough to make people live forever, but it can only delay aging to a great extent. As people get older, they will need to drink medicine more and more frequently until it completely loses its effect. Nico Flamel lived on it for more than 600 years, but his bones became so thin that he could no longer walk.

Although the elixir of life has some shortcomings, it is still something that countless people dream of. Even a small amount of the elixir can play a role in extending life and maintaining youth.

In addition to studying the Philosopher's Stone, Owen's parents are also dealing with contraband in the manor in response to the Ministry of Magic's upcoming inventory of magical items. They had to hide some magic items in other houses, or hide them in a secret room somewhere. Even though the Shafiq family is a highly influential pure-blood family, they still have to follow the rules of the game and accept "surprise" inspections from the Department of Abuse of Magical Items.

As for Irving, he spent most of his first week off at home goofing off. After returning to a stable environment, he and Meleta, who had not relaxed for almost a whole year, lazily basked in the sun for a few days. Although they failed to tan themselves as much as they wished, they felt relaxed. Quite a few.

After spending a few days leisurely like this, Owen, who couldn't rest, began normal study and training. Currently, he is focusing on the study of advanced theories of magic and in-depth research on black magic.

After Lady Adeline provided him with a better way to block tracers, Owen often practiced his dark arts alone in the manor's training room. He has become very accustomed to using the malice in his heart to cast spells. When casting black magic, he has a smooth and easy feeling, which becomes more and more suitable and handy. It has to be said that for Owen now, black magic is easier to cast than ordinary magic and can also exert stronger power.

He is also becoming more and more aware of the charming charm of black magic. As long as he practices hard and step by step, he can increase his power bit by bit. This amplitude may seem small, but when you add up, you can feel it more clearly. of improved. If you pursue feedback from black magic, this speed will be much faster.

At present, Owen has learned many dark spells, such as the Fear Curse, which can make people see the deepest fears in their hearts. It is said that this spell was created by wizards to study Boggarts; the Nightmare Curse, which can make people fall into nightmares and be unable to wake up. It is a very effective curse; it can summon thorns to bind the enemy, and then add poison or curse to the thorns according to the situation...

Owen is very interested in curses. As a vital category in black magic, its greatest advantage is that it can harm enemies remotely and make people difficult to defend against. However, this does not mean that curses can only be used remotely. In fact, you can point your wand directly at the enemy and recite the curse. Although you give up the advantages of concealment and difficulty in preventing it, the power is often stronger.

Recently, Owen has been studying the piercing spell, a spell that can emit a red beam of light to pierce the enemy's body, and has a certain magic power to slow down the healing of injuries. This kind of curse is just like the "Thousand Blades" curse he mastered before. It can kill people if used well, and it has good growth potential.

As long as he combines the advanced theory of curses, he can add more powerful black magic curses to the piercing curse, such as preventing the wound from healing, causing people to bleed, corroding and expanding the wound, causing pain and even fatal toxins, etc. It can also enhance the power of the piercing spell, such as expanding the wound caused by it from the thickness of a finger to the size of a fist, or increasing the attack range of the piercing spell, turning it into a "thousands of arrows" spell.

Owen also plans to go to the Muggle world in the next few days to modify some firearms. As physical "magic wands", they can often play incredible roles in certain special situations.

In the evening, a family of three gathered around the dining table to have dinner. Although the family is not restrained in their daily interactions, they are well-educated and have always followed the impeccable dining etiquette they have developed since childhood. Every move is extremely elegant and the atmosphere is relaxed and harmonious.

"...I've packed up all the magic items at home. It's really a big project." Mr. Albert swayed a glass of wine leisurely, "Ah, I remembered, I have to attend the Slug Club's party tomorrow. To be honest. , I don’t think that kind of party is interesting at all.”

"But I have to give Professor Slughorn some respect." He took a sip of wine, "He used to be the Head of Slytherin and the Potions Professor. Of course, now Severus has replaced him. He’s pretty impressive for his age, isn’t he?”

"Yes, he is a very good professor." Owen smiled and nodded, cutting a piece of steak skillfully.

"I have to attend the meeting of the Wizengamot in a while. They have quite a lot to do." Albert raised his eyebrows, his expression mysteriously showing off, "In fact, something happened recently. Very interesting thing..."

Adeline and Owen, who had already figured out his path, did not ask any questions, leaving him to smack his lips in boredom and drink the high-end red wine in the glass without any taste.

"Since you are not interested, I won't say anything." He raised his chin slightly proudly.

Ms. Adeline pursed her lips and smiled, then looked at Owen: "By the way, today the owl sent you an invitation to your cousin Roland's birthday party. Will you go there?"

"Then go ahead." Owen said nonchalantly. He has a good relationship with his two cousins ​​in the Rozier family. Rhine Rozier is one year older than him, and Roland Rozier is one year younger than him.

"Rhein went to Durmstrang the year before last, right? Roland will probably go to school there this year too. What a wise choice. I feel more and more that letting you go to Hogwarts is a stupid decision." Albert squinted his eyes. Said, "Since Dumbledore likes to bring danger to the school... Owen, would you like to consider transferring to Durmstrang?"

"A tempting proposal." Owen thought about it seriously for a moment, "Forget it, it's too cold over there."

"If that's your wish." Albert drank the red wine in his glass.

After a peaceful dinner, the family took a stroll in the garden. Plants that love the night are blooming with bright flowers, and the beautiful fluorescence dances with the wind, making people feel like they are in a sea of ​​fireflies.

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