A ruined Hogwarts

Owen paused, raised the wand in his hand, and made the light at the tip of the wand brighter, illuminating the position of the eyes.

The small, bright eyes reflected the light from the wand, narrowed slightly and seemed to shrink back.

Only then did Owen see the whole picture of this little guy.

The little animal in front of me looked like a kitten. Its head and body combined were only as long as an adult's hand, and its tail was about the same length as its body. Its light brown fur that was soaked by the rain was dotted with beautiful dark spots of all sizes. The body under the fur was slender and smooth. It looked very much like an ocelot, but its ears were very large and its tail was pointed. There is a tuft of fluffy long hair, like a lion's tail.

At this time, the little guy was trembling and huddled in a shallow tree hole under the tree, his body soaked in the rain, but his bright eyes were always staring straight at Owen, vigilant with a hint of wisdom. Examine meaning.

"It's just a cat, and there's actually a cat and raccoon in the Forbidden Forest?"

"Well, judging from the size, he should be less than half a month old. Such a little guy can't survive alone in the Forbidden Forest. Its parents and siblings should be nearby..." Owen narrowed his eyes. He squinted his eyes, trying to find his parents through the dense rain, but found nothing.

"Meow-"

As if realizing that the person in front of him was not malicious, the little guy called out softly. The voice was high-pitched and weak, with a weak trembling, which made Owen unable to walk.

"Okay, smart little guy." He came to the little kitten, leaned over and picked it up. The little guy also curled up obediently in Owen's hand, staring at him pitifully with a pair of wet golden round eyes, and his long tail gently wrapped around Owen's wrist.

Owen knows that cats and dogs are magical animals with very good perception, which allows them to distinguish people's good intentions and malicious intentions, and understand who is trustworthy or suspicious. They are very smart and like to be solitary, but once they recognize someone, they will provide help very loyally. They are the favorite pets of wizards.

The little guy in front of him obviously knew that Owen would not hurt him, so he smartly chose the most lethal move in front of Owen - acting cute. Obviously it plans to find a temporary meal ticket to get itself out of the current bad situation. If it stays in this environment for a long time, it will die without the ability to live independently!

"By the way, how did you get lost with your family?" Owen cleaned the water on it and recited a water-avoiding spell for it. Looking at the furry little guy in his arms, he couldn't help but rub it. Go, the little guy also purred comfortably.

"Tsk, just like a cat." Although Owen wanted to pet the cat, he would never forget the business. He didn't waste long before continuing on, trudging along in the original direction without stopping.

With such a good opportunity tonight, no students should break into the Forbidden Forest on a rainy day. He had to take the opportunity to get rid of the fax machine that was causing trouble everywhere.

The raven huddled on his shoulder still faithfully guided him in the direction. Whenever Owen went the wrong way, it would scream "wow" and would not stop until he went in the right direction.

However, the kitten Nizi in his arms gradually began to move restlessly. It struggled anxiously, biting Owen's fingers with its fine deciduous teeth, growling lowly, and even arched its body to try to escape. jumped out of his arms.

"Is it dangerous?" Owen comforted the little guy in his arms and carefully lowered the brightness of the lighting spell. He was mentally prepared for the possibility of being attacked by dangerous animals in the Forbidden Forest, but he didn't notice anything unusual around him, so he could only silently increase his vigilance.

The dense rain curtain in the middle of the night makes the surrounding visibility extremely low. Only when lightning lights up will the surrounding area become bright as daylight for an instant. The sound of rain makes one feel like being on the edge of a waterfall, the crackling sound of showers almost drowning out all other sounds.

The three-piece night tour that Owen read to himself has long expired, but they are of little use in the Forbidden Forest on rainy nights. The heavy rain interferes with the vision of all animals and washes away all smells and sounds.

Owen carefully pushed aside the bushes in front of him, and just as he was about to pass through, he heard a long and clear scream from the front. The sound was clear and sweet, but it was filled with pain and sadness, making people feel heartbroken involuntarily.

Owen looked up at the protruding high ground in front of him, only to see silvery-white light spots mixed with the rain and splashing away, eventually being washed away by the heavy rain into a puddle of muddy water.

A dazzling bolt of lightning suddenly cut through the dark and deep sky, illuminating the night like daylight and illuminating the scene taking place on the high ground. Owen didn't know whether he should be grateful for the suddenly widened view and brighter light ahead.

A figure wrapped in a dark cloak was stepping on an injured unicorn, holding a glass bottle between its pale fingers, using it to collect the blood flowing from the unicorn's wound.

The moment the lightning flashed, Owen saw clearly most of the face under the hood. It was Quirinus Quirrell, their dear Defense Against the Dark Arts professor!

At the same time, Quirrell suddenly turned his head and looked straight at Owen squatting in the bushes!

"Thunderbolt explosion!" Quirrell raised his hand and said a friendly greeting.

Fortunately, Owen retracted into the bushes early and rolled away, narrowly dodging the flying spells. He watched the blasting spell hit a giant tree hard and set off a huge fire. Amidst the loud explosion that made his ears buzz, he ran in the opposite direction without hesitation.

"Damn it, why is it him!" Although Owen had been prepared to be attacked by magical animals, it was definitely not Quirrell! Quirrell should never have hunted unicorns in the Forbidden Forest so early, so Owen was not mentally prepared to encounter the opponent.

"Sure enough, once you know the plot, even if you already know that the future will never develop according to the original work, some of your subconscious decisions will still be affected involuntarily. What happened tonight is too taken for granted. I must take this as a warning in the future. So well prepared!”

But Owen can't actually be blamed for this. After all, the Weasley twins have visited the Forbidden Forest countless times since the beginning of school. Hagrid even wanders around the Forbidden Forest as if it were his home. However, this is his first time in the Forbidden Forest. Owen met Quirrell... This was pure bad luck.

"If you don't take a good rest on a rainy day, you'll come looking for unicorns!"

Owen bitterly said "Knox" to his wand, extinguished the illuminating spell, and then fluttered to avoid another attack spell that followed, and then said "Knox" with his backhand to the chasing figure. The sentence "fainted".

A red flash of light rushed out of the tip of the staff. Owen had no time to look back to check his results, so he hurriedly walked around behind a thick tree trunk and continued running away.

The cat in his arms had slipped into his collar, curling up and shaking violently. The raven on his shoulders had already fluttered its wings and disappeared far away into the dark jungle. .

Owen had no intention of fighting Quirrell. You must know that even if you don't consider the Voldemort in the opponent, even Quirrell himself is not something he can deal with now.

Don't look at Quirrell's usually stammering and submissive appearance, but that's all just an act! The other party is a serious Ravenclaw graduate. Although he is more interested in theoretical research and his actual combat skills are questionable, his ability to become a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts is enough to prove that his spell skills are absolutely among the adult wizards. not bad! Even if he becomes possessed by Voldemort and loses his intelligence, he is still difficult to deal with.

Although the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts changes every year, not just any cat or dog can apply for the position. The professors each year are all highly skilled wizards, which shows that Dumbledore attaches great importance to this position. Pay attention to. You know, even the most disgusting Umbridge cannot deny that she has strong magical abilities... Except for Gilderoy Lockhart, before he was exposed as a liar, he was an internationally renowned outstanding wizard. , winner of the Merlin Order of Merlin, Level 3.

Relying on the cover of the tree trunk behind him, Owen recited the Illusion Charm to himself as he ran, but suddenly he felt as if the air in front of him had solidified into a gel, and there was infinite resistance in an instant. He was hit hard and bounced back, and his concentration on chanting the curse was interrupted.

Owen twisted his waist and changed direction as he was bounced back, and ran towards the right. At the same time, the wand in his hand pointed directly at the sky, and a bright light rushed straight towards the gloomy sky, exploding a huge red spark under the clouds. At the same time, a magic spell struck his original location, exploding a deep pit.

"There are many obstacles!" Owen responded with the same curse. From the corner of his eye, he saw the pursuing black figure pause slightly.

"Shattered to pieces!" After casting a crushing spell at the stagnant figure, Owen continued running without looking back. After waving the tip of the wand at himself a few times, he finally succeeded in making himself invisible.

The somewhat clumsy technique of the Disguise Mantra was greatly enhanced by the heavy rain. Instead of continuing to run in the direction he had just taken, he instantly turned around and changed his direction, rushing towards the trees on the right front.

"I hope Hagrid can see the sparks I set off..." Owen actually didn't have much hope for this, but it was worth a try, maybe he could scare Quirrell away directly.

Just as Quirrell used the Iron Armor Curse to block the incoming curse, he saw Owen's figure invisible in the dark rainy night jungle. Confused, he cast several blasting spells around Owen's invisible position. Violent explosions flooded the area, but he could not be found.

Only then did he realize his mistake, and then with a ferocious face, he chanted "Human Appearance" crazily at the nearby place, trying to use it to see through the phantom body curse. But the smoke, dust and flames caused by the explosion mixed with the heavy rain, completely blocking his sight.

"Master...Master! That little wizard disappeared and ran away. He just used red sparks to ask for help!" Quirrell's tone was sharp and frightened. "He...he may have seen my face!"

"Trash!" A cold and high-pitched voice came from his head, making him hold his head in pain.

Owen was speeding away under the cover of smoke and dust. Quirrell's spell just now did break his not-so-skilled Disguise Charm, but the blasting spell that followed provided him with visual protection, at the cost of his The robe on the back was torn by the explosion, and the skin was sore from the flying mud and stones.

"Dumbledore really dared to put anything dangerous into Hogwarts..." After experiencing it personally, Owen truly felt the danger of Quirrell. This was a ruthless man who dared to break into Gringotts alone. .

"Go back and complain to Dumbledore... no, Professor Snape, I don't believe they don't care!" Owen changed direction and continued walking, while constantly reciting various spells to hide traces to himself.

At this time, the little kitten in his arms began to struggle and tremble violently again, and also made a low whimpering sound.

Owen suddenly felt as if a hook had caught the back of his neck, and his body was being dragged backwards, making every step forward painful and difficult. At the same time, a faint black mist spread, creating a faint shadow for his transparent figure.

The ground beneath his feet seemed to suddenly become steeper, and the soil and rocks on it, together with the turbid muddy water, slid behind him. Owen's foot slipped and he involuntarily slid down along the pulling feeling on the back of his neck.

The figure in black robe came quickly, pointing the wand in Owen's direction. The flickering lightning in the sky illuminated the face under the hood, which was extremely pale but with a playful smile and a pair of eyes. But terrifyingly cold.

"Damn!" Even with Owen's restraint, he couldn't help but cursed secretly. Can’t afford it?

He racked his brains to get away, but he still couldn't stop himself from sliding towards the other party. The magic used by the other party was beyond his knowledge.

The two figures were getting closer and closer. At this time, "Qi Luo" lowered the wand in his hand slightly and pointed the tip of the wand at Owen's face.

"Out of body." He said softly.