A ruined Hogwarts

The room they were in was very dark, with no windows on the walls and green torches lit. The ceiling was about five meters high, making the place look empty but depressing. The damp and cold feeling in the air told Owen that this place should be underground, and it seemed to be an underground stronghold for these dark wizards.

There were exactly ten dark wizards around, most of whom were sitting on stone chairs around them. At this time, they had already stood up and pointed their wands at them. Before Owen and Natasha were teleported here by the portkey, the group seemed to be having a meeting while waiting for them to surrender.

This conference room has two exits. The heavy iron door of one exit has been locked tightly. The other, slightly smaller exit leads to a long corridor faintly illuminated by green firelight. The swaying figure outside the door tells There are still people on guard outside Irving.

"It's such a difficult and dangerous situation..." Owen couldn't help but wonder if he was really unlucky?

The surrounding dark wizards showed no signs of attack for the time being, and Natasha was chatting with the dark wizard she called Trev.

"I am really flattered to be personally ambushed by the famous leader of the Black Spirit Organization." Natasha gritted her teeth and said, "Is that intelligence dealer one of yours?"

"Haha, that old guy doesn't have any moral integrity. He knew that we spread the news about your father's whereabouts. I didn't expect that you actually came to find him. How should I evaluate you? You are indeed a stupid woman." Terry Husband said proudly.

"Since you already understand that I don't know my father's whereabouts at all, why are you still chasing me?" Natasha said coldly.

"You think we are here to find your idiot father? No, no, no, we have found him a long time ago and killed him." Trev's tone became angry, "But the things he took away were not on him. ...Ah, little Natasha, where do you think it will be?"

"He's dead?" Natasha's eyes widened in disbelief, her tone rising.

"Yeah, I can give you a chance, hand over that thing, and I can make the decision to make you one of us." Trev said impatiently. His hood turned slightly, as if he was looking into the crowd.

"I told you, I don't know where that thing is!" Natasha shouted.

"You are his only relative, how could you not know?" Trev's tone also became sharp, "Don't challenge my patience again and again, Natasha. You don't want to kneel down like your idiot brother Are you crying and begging for mercy in front of me?"

Natasha's chest heaved violently, her expression suddenly became extremely cold and hateful, and her crimson eyes seemed to be burning.

"Hand over that thing, or..." Trev's hood turned slightly, and Owen felt a gaze fall on him, "Is this your new little follower? I have a torture method that I am very good at. Damn it, Natasha, I can show you how your brother knelt in front of me and peed his pants..."

Owen: What does this have to do with me?

Natasha clenched the wand in her hand, and at the same time looked at Owen with a worried and apologetic expression. Her expression gradually became decisive, and the anger and hatred in her heart turned into the determination to die together.

Owen looked up at her so she could see his lips peeking out of his hood. He mouthed: "Close your eyes."

Natasha was stunned, and for a moment her mind thought of the flashing spell that Owen had let loose on the black market. She quickly closed her eyes, tensed her body, and was ready to go.

The tip of Owen's wand, which had been hanging naturally by his side, suddenly erupted with a bright light. The extremely dazzling light erupted in the dim conference room, causing the dark wizards around him to close their eyes and squeeze out tears from the corners of their eyes.

Natasha, who was already prepared, quickly pulled Owen's arm away from the spot, her flexible and powerful movements resembled a vigorous leopard. Several curses that were ready to strike mercilessly hit the spot where the two were standing, blasting a small crater on the ground.

Natasha hugged Owen's waist, rolled him behind a stone chair, stuck out half of her head and shouted at Trev's position: "Avada Kedavra!"

Trev dodged the dazzling green light with some embarrassment, and shouted in shock and anger: "Kill her, I want to kill her..." Then he turned his head again and suddenly changed his words. : "Catch them alive! I want them alive!"

Owen hid behind the stone chair, and a series of magic spells hit the stone chair, exploding cracks on it. He raised his wand and pointed it into the sky, saying: "There are heavy clouds and fog."

Thick white mist quickly filled the room, drowning everyone's figures and blocking people's sight. When they couldn't see anything clearly, the dark wizards didn't dare to cast spells randomly. Owen grabbed Natasha, and the two took the opportunity to jump behind the stone chair on the other side.

"Sorry, there is an anti-Apparition spell here..." Natasha also imitated Owen and cast the cloud spell, while saying breathlessly.

"Withdraw the cloud curse." The dark wizards were already chanting spells to remove the thick fog that obscured their vision. The fog faded quickly, but Owen had already pointed his wand at the ceiling and said: "Thunderbolt explosion!"

A bright fire broke through the fog and flew into the air, hitting the high ceiling hard, and then exploded into a fierce fire. The entire underground conference room reverberated with rumbling sounds, and the floor and walls seemed to be shaking.

The ceiling became scorched black, with thick cracks appearing. Immediately afterwards, large and small gravels began to fall downwards, hitting the ground and everyone hard, and were blocked by their respective iron armor spells. Soon, a huge hole collapsed above his head, and the clear night sky outside was vaguely visible.

"Damn it, hurry up!" Trev shouted, and the thick fog in the room was completely dispelled at this time.

The gravel is still falling down, and the thick dust has just been dispersed and quickly spreads, blocking people's sight. The visibility in the conference room was not high, and only shadowy figures could be vaguely seen moving around. Owen lowered his body and changed positions, while Natasha ran to nowhere in the chaos.

Spells were flying around the room, and various spells were criss-crossed, forming a messy network. There were people shouting outside the door. I don’t know how many people were outside the conference room.

Hiding behind a stone chair that was still in good condition, Owen looked up at the night sky high up, grinding his teeth in a strange smile, and said to himself in a cold and inexplicable tone: "I really don't want to use it. Black magic..."

"Dark Guard." He waved his wand, and the dark shadows flew out silently. The invisible coldness and ominous aura seemed to freeze the surrounding torches. The green flames danced strangely, adding a hint of darkness to the surroundings.

The dark guard floated silently to the side of a dark wizard. With a flick of his broad cloak, the milky white soul was dragged out of the dark wizard's body and quickly became transparent amidst the shrill screams. , and finally disappeared completely.

The black devil guard, who was completely released, turned half a circle in mid-air, and the corners of his teasing mouth that were always raised turned towards the other person, which was the next target he had chosen. It slid through the air like a black bat, the hem of its light cloak flying nimbly in the air.

"What is this?" The target selected by the Black Demon Guard released a green light towards it, which only dispersed a little of the black mist. He exclaimed in disbelief and stepped back cautiously.

The Black Demon Guard rushed forward, but was blocked by the silver-white barrier that popped up from the target. There was a crackling sound coming from this man's body. It seemed that his life was saved by some disposable amulet on his body. He was howling in fright and rage, rolling and crawling away from this demonic figure.

Owen, who was leaning behind the stone chair, suddenly turned his head and looked over, his deep and deep eyes seemed to be filled with an evil and ominous black mist. The corners of his mouth raised playfully, and while feeling the wonderful pleasure from the feedback of black magic, he directed the black magic guard to wrap up a guy next to this person.

There was another blood-curdling scream, and the dark wizard who was still firing spells back and forth with Natasha couldn't help but slow down. The smoke and dust everywhere made it difficult for them to see clearly what was going on. Condition.

Having been hanging around in danger and darkness for many years, they soon realized that something unexpected had happened, and they began to gather together until the black devil guards lightly penetrated the surrounding dust, bringing them back again with an evil and cold breath of danger. Dispersed.

"A dark creature has sneaked in?" Someone shouted angrily, and desperate screams were heard again in the distance. This situation numbed their claws. It was obviously a simple hunt for prey, why did it turn into a thriller?

"Calling the Gods to protect you!" A young wizard in black robes raised his wand, and a silver-white mouse jumped out from the tip of his wand and rushed towards the dark shadow, slightly dispelling the lingering surroundings. The chill and malice also slightly eliminated the sense of despair that arose in people's hearts.

Owen was silently suppressing the exciting and addictive trembling and satisfaction that came from the Black Demon Guard, when he suddenly turned his head and looked over. The familiar feeling of warmth and hope emanating from the patron saint came to him, but it made him feel heartfelt rejection and disgust. He couldn't tell whether it was the feeling coming from the Black Demon Guard or his own emotions.

The tiny rat patron saint passed through the black devil guard's cloak, and then dissipated feebly in the air, but broke a small hole in the cloak. Subsequently, more black mist filled in, quickly repairing the hole, but Owen could feel that the consumption of the black devil guard was a little more than when attacked by other magic spells.

"Is it the opposite?" The corners of Owen's mouth were raised mockingly, and the darkness in his eyes became darker. "Patron Saint... can you respect your character as a dark wizard?"

His expression suddenly turned cold, causing the dark guard to pounce on the guy who had used the Patronus Charm.

On the other side, Natasha was liberated for a moment and was chasing after Trev, releasing death curses one after another. The hood on her head had fallen down, and there was a bloodstain on her beautiful face. Her expression was crazy, and her eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Trev had no choice but to run away in embarrassment, shouting and screaming, but in the end he was hit by a green light and fell straight down.

"Haha, brother, I took revenge for you..." Natasha cried and laughed, her expression mixed with excitement and pain.

Owen squinted and looked over, shook his head suddenly, and looked up at the exit above his head. After seeing that the dark wizards were in chaos and could no longer resist unitedly, the remaining reason told him that it was time.

The wand was waved in front of him, and strange and ominous purple fire jumped out from the tip of the wand, causing a feeling of heat in people's hearts. Owen opened his suitcase and threw in all the specialties he had brought out from the Nightmare Forest.

Surrounded by stone buildings, there were few things that could make the Li Fire burn and grow stronger. Owen had no choice but to "feed" the Li Fire himself. The things he brought out were all materials rich in magic power and were valuable in themselves. He didn't expect to set them on fire just like that. Fortunately, materials rich in magical power are more beneficial to the growth of Li Huo. In just an instant, Owen's Li Huo has grown to the point where it is difficult for him to control it, and it has begun to instinctively transform into the forms of various dangerous creatures in the room. Raging inside.

When the fierce fire is first released, it is the weakest and easiest to deal with. The flamboyant flames are difficult to hide themselves, and are often extinguished in the cradle, and then expose Irving's position. Only now that the dark wizards have become so panicked that they are fighting on their own, Owen can calmly summon the fire and let it grow stronger.

The purple flame turned into ferocious fire dragons and Chimaira beasts and burned wantonly in the room, almost flooding the entire conference room in an instant. The figures of the dark wizards were submerged in the flames, and they could no longer see each other clearly. Someone was shouting loudly and casting the All-Ending Curse, but the golden light only dissipated a small part of the fierce fire, and was swallowed up by the surging sea of ​​fire.

Owen stood up and patted the dust on his body. Using the control of the flames, he separated a path and walked calmly towards the direction he had memorized before. Midway, Natasha ran over along the passage Owen left for her, her cheeks already covered with black ash.

"It's really embarrassing, Natasha." Owen greeted with a smile. The black devil guard floated over from the flames on the side and covered him lightly, so that his figure was obscured by the ominous black mist.

Natasha's lips trembled slightly as she looked at Owen's upturned corners. She felt as if her heart was being grasped by a pair of cold, evil hands, and even her body couldn't help but tremble.

"You..." She opened her mouth, but couldn't speak. Is this really the kind of dark magic a child of this age should master? Or are you saying that you are making too much of a fuss? Natasha, who had never gone to school and had little contact with peers, was at a loss.

"We can go out later, but we need to find someone first." Owen said with a smile. The smile on his face hidden by the black mist was still gentle, but it made people feel chilly for no reason.

"Oh." Natasha wiped her eyebrows that were curled by the fire, and looked around sharply with her wand.

Soon, Owen found the only person who blocked the attack of the Black Demon Guard. At this time, this seemingly unremarkable dark wizard had moved near the exit, surrounded by the golden light curtain of the city under the Curse of All Curses, and was about to escape.

"Avada Kedavra!" Owen didn't give the other party time to react and directly released a killing curse. The green beam rushed out of the wand and hit the figure in front of him hard.

"You..." The figure blurted out just one word before falling to the ground and dying.

Owen turned over his body with his feet, untied an inconspicuous black cloth bag tied around his waist, then said "Fly around" and collected all the belongings on this man.

Owen looked around at the revelry of flames. The violence and killing intent surging in his heart made him want to kill and revel. Fortunately, his shaky sanity still allowed him to maintain vital sobriety.

"Hold on to me." He stretched out his black arms to Natasha. In this state, his voice seemed indifferent and hollow, as if it had an empty and distant echo.

Natasha gritted her teeth and grabbed Owen's arm. The black mist-filled cloak fluttered smoothly and gracefully, driving their bodies to fly together, neither fast nor slow toward the hole in the sky.

Owen lowered his head and glanced at the few dark wizards who were still struggling in the flames. Finally, he activated his last control over the fire and let them fly into the air, blocking the sight of the dark wizards.

Although flying into the air is an advantage, it also becomes a target for the enemy, and the strong fire can just play a role in blocking the line of sight.

The two of them slipped out of the hole in the ceiling, flew past the crowd of people watching from a distance who were attracted by the commotion underground, and flew towards the distant sky.

It wasn't until he flew into a dense forest with no one around that Owen landed on the ground and dispersed the black demon guards. He pressed his eyebrows tiredly, the pulsing malice and the clear reason fighting crazily in his mind.

Purple fire suddenly appeared on the dark ground in the distance, and the fire monsters burst out of the underground cage with joy and flew to the high altitude representing freedom. They devoured the land full of "food" greedily, growing and growing rapidly, causing bursts of screams and the crackling sounds of disembodiment.

"Oh, it's out of control." Owen sighed without any fluctuation in his tone, looking at the coquettish but beautiful firelight from a distance. He thought the flames were much prettier than the fireworks he set off on Christmas night.

Natasha looked at Owen who was hesitant to speak. This child was exuding a dark and twisted magic, which made people feel deeply ominous and dangerous.

Li Huo didn't act arrogant for long. There were always some people maintaining order in this place that seemed to be a gathering place for wizards. They were attracted by the huge movement and loudly organized people to put out the fire.

Although the Curse of All Curses is a very profound solution, not many people know how to use it, but there are always some people who know how to use it in a crowded place. A group of people unitedly chanted "All curses will end." The golden light curtain bound the wanton purple fire, and finally extinguished it under the vast and dark sky.

"It's over." Owen sighed, his mood barely regaining his composure, but his expression lacked interest. "Where is this?"

"I don't know, but that piece of parchment should be an ultra-remote door key. We must have crossed the border and come to another country." Natasha said tiredly, with a somewhat ugly smile on her face, "An illegal The ultra-long-range door key... Haha, we are lucky that we did not die during the transmission."

"What exactly is that black mist shadow of yours?" The two were silent for a long time, but Natasha couldn't help but ask. That terrifying and powerful aura made him feel fear and despair.

"..." Owen was silent for a moment, "My patron saint."

"Huh?" Natasha glanced at him blankly. You point at that thing of yours and tell me it’s a patron saint? Do you think I haven't seen the patron saint?

"Forget it if you don't believe it." Owen was a little angry. Even if Dumbledore comes today, stands here and lays out evidence, pointing the Elder Wand at me, he is still a Patronus! I said!