I, Hogwarts Second Week

"Ouch!"

Just when Owen turned a cold shoulder to the story of the impending destruction of the centaurs.

His head suddenly hurt.

Then a big bag quickly bulged up.

He looked up toward the top of his head.

It turned out that a piece of rubble from the disrepaired city wall hit him on the head.

"It's mine. Are you so unlucky?"

Owen rubbed his head and looked at Sirius again.

At this moment, a gust of wind came.

It was like the sound of something cutting through the air.

"Again?"

Owen, who was already on guard, stretched out his wand. The blue armor suddenly appeared and instantly blocked the angular, triangular pyramid-like stone in mid-air!

? !

Um?

Someone is trying to assassinate him!

Owen waved, the levitating spell appeared, and he held the stone in his hand.

Lost~

This is a real murder weapon!

He looked in the direction of the flying stones.

The forest is so dark there that you can't see anything!

"Are you sick? You didn't open your mouth! Throw a damn stone!" He shouted towards the forest.

Remind people, there is no need for this kind of thing!

Just cast the magic spell you blessed and say that Arturia, the King of Britain, the Knight King of Camelot, the Lord of the Round Table, and the Celtic hero, appears.

It’s time travel anyway!

You know it and I know it, just don't let other people bump into it directly. Why do you make it so mysterious?

Owen glanced into the dark forest, and then became more and more angry!

How can I, the heir to the two great demon kings, tolerate such a bird-like attitude?

Then the wand stirred up flames, and several fire spells were thrown directly over.

I can’t burn you to death, you piece of shit!

Coming from the future is amazing!

But speaking of reminders

He rolled his eyes and quickly looked around in the forest.

Then--

Sure enough, he found a familiar guy.

"Huh? That's~"

"What a big mouse!" His gaze penetrated the forest and fell directly under a huge oak tree.

Although it was just a momentary fusion of eyes. But he still saw the ugly face of Peter Pettigrew.

"Ouch! I caught a fish!"

Say it! He immediately opened his legs and chased after her.

"What's wrong?" Sirius on the side had not yet reacted.

He only saw the child in front of him yelling and cursing toward an empty forest as if he was crazy. Then a few magic spells were lost inexplicably.

Then, as if he had discovered something, his eyes lit up.

Rushed into the distant woods.

"Don't run away! Little mouse, the owner of the You family has been seeking death for several months because of your disappearance! Hurry! Come back with me, and I promise to bring back your intact body!"

Hearing the sound, Peter, who came from the forest to investigate the actual situation of the centaur tribe, was startled.

The soles of his feet suddenly quickened his pace.

When he was young, he had been here with Sirius, James, and Lupin, and he was familiar with the location of the centaur city.

But what he never expected was that Owen and Sirius would be here.

You must be so unlucky too! Peter cursed secretly.

The moment he saw the two of them, he immediately turned around and ran away!

In the end, he was discovered by that evil spirit!

"Don't leave! Come here, I promise not to kill you! I guarantee Harry Potter's happiness for the rest of his life!"

Behind him, the devil's whispering voice echoed in the forest.

For Peter, this was more frightening than the Killing Curse.

After escaping a depression, he jumped into the air. His body shape began to change rapidly.

In just an instant, he transformed from his human form into a mouse.

And this leap made Sirius finally notice him.

In the originally dark forest, Peter's short stature was not very noticeable, and all of Sirius' attention was on Owen.

It's better now.

The shocking scene of a living person transforming into a mouse is rare.

He saw at a glance the traitor who had made him bear the crime for twelve years!

"Peter Pettigrew!" The dog godfather's eyes instantly turned red, and his whole body twitched like a maniac, either excited or angry.

Finally, half a year has passed.

He finally found traces of that bastard again.

The next second.

He also jumped over the depression with a leap, and then, witnessed by the Gryffindor Badge of Courage, the space began to distort rapidly.

In Owen's mind, the exclusive music for this moment automatically played.

——Infinite dream no matter what the world is in the world

——そうさ爱しい思いもnegativeけそうになるけど

——Stayしがちなイメージだらけの頼りないwingでも

——きっと飞べるさOn My Love

In Owen's eyes, a digital highlight that shot through the sky seemed to light up behind him.

Then a huge magic circle was formed with the badge belonging to Gryffindor.

The Godfather of Dogs is among them, amidst waves of increasingly high-spirited music.

A mighty figure emerged!

A big black dog.

It walked on the wind and snow, roaring and rushing past him.

"oh!!!"

"Come on! Doggy Godfather!!!"

Owen, who had burned out his second soul, screamed, and then followed him at a faster pace.

But, that's it - a dog takes a mouse!

Thinking in his mind, he lowered his head and looked at Sirocco in his arms.

"Uh-huh!"

"The decision is yours! Sirocco!" After saying that, he lifted the back of the cat.

Heading towards where Peter was running away, "Go! Xiu Miao, catch that mouse!"

Throw it hard.

"Meow?"

In mid-air, Shilok opened his eyes blankly.

Just when it was wondering why the shit shoveler always liked to stay up at night.

On the ground, a big squirrel with one finger missing came into its eyes.

"Meow~"

The next second, old and new hatreds suddenly emerged from Shilok's mind.

I remember that mouse played with it a lot in Hogwarts Castle!

"Meow~!" Xiu Miao roared, and then the whole body lit up with golden light.

Then in Owen's surprised sight, he disappeared in an instant.

When it appeared again, it was already above Peter's head.

Then, in the shocked eyes of a certain dead mouse, Sirocco stretched out his slender claws and pointed a few claws at the back of the mouse's neck.

too suddenly!

Peter didn't react at all.

What awaited him was not only splashing blood, but also heartbreaking pain!

"Squeak~~~"

The screams belonging to mice echoed through the forest.

"Well done!"

Owen beamed.

"Sure enough, you have to rely on cats to catch mice!" He sighed with emotion.

As for Sirius, he had already rushed forward.

The dog's paw held the mouse in place.

The dog head stared at it, a look of bowing and bloodthirsty oozing from the corners of its mouth.

Quite bluffing.

Just when Owen thought that Sirius was about to find out about Peter's fate.

An accident happened.

In the darkness, I saw a man full of corruption.

Faintly appeared in the shadow of the trees.

?

Owen was startled.

Then he immediately threw out a barrier spell.

"There are many obstacles!"

Since he can't be killed, slow down his movements!

The gray spell hit the man's body directly.

But to Owen's dismay, the spell did slow down his movements, but to a rather small extent.

And within a few breaths, he broke away again.

Owen's face was calm. He didn't expect a barrier spell to control him.

Then he quickly inserted the wand into the ground.

Powerful transformation magic quickly poured into the ground along with the tip of the wand.

Then the snow and mud covering the land turned into liquid, like a swamp.

"Get up!" The muddy water was like crashing waves. Several feet of waves hit the man and knocked him to the ground.

"Everything is petrified, strengthen the petrification!"

"Multiple Freeze!"

The muddy water like waves instantly turned into solid stone.

And countless solid ice spread out from the soles of his feet.

The ice is freezing the stone.

With a few control spells, the terrifying strange man was firmly controlled in place.

"Hurry and catch Peter!" Owen still held up the magic spell, his eyes never leaving the ice sculpture.

He had a hunch that his spell might not be able to control him for long.

Sirius, who returned to his human form, roared,

"Haha, good job."

Then he turned around and frantically chased the mouse that had just escaped in panic.

"Peter, where are you! Where are you!!!"

A thin layer of sweat formed on his temples due to the violent changes in his emotions, his eyebrows were frivolous, his patellar muscles were beating slightly, and the corners of his mouth were raised crazily.

The whole person is in a kind of frenzy.

He looked like a psychopath.

A shrill curse whizzed out from the tip of his wand.

Like a cat playing with a mouse, it hit Peter's sides.

No~no!

I thought it was Shushu! Finally got to escape.

As a result, before I could be happy for even a second, I was plunged into crisis again.

Shushu: Goodbye world! ! !

Then, Peter finally couldn't maintain his Animagus form.

Because he was afraid, his black rat eyes stared at Shilok, who had been following him unhurriedly.

His eyes were full of fear!

This cat.

He must also be that wizard's Animagus!

No~ we can’t go on like this.

If he continues like this, he will be bitten to death by that cat.

"Don't! Please, don't kill me." He suddenly turned back into a bald short man.

Peter Pettigrew knelt on the ground and begged.

Blood flowed from his neck and dripped to the ground.

His small watery eyes and mouse-like nose were leaking fluid.

It looked very disgusting.

"We are friends!" he howled in pain.

"You know the Dark Lord's methods. I was caught by him. I had no choice but to live. I"

"Bang!" He said before he finished speaking.

Sirius rushed over like a mad lion and kicked him to the ground.

The dripping fist hit his face like a gust of wind.

"no, do not want."

Owen's ears were filled with fierce screams, which felt very bad.

He is a very soft-hearted person.

I don't see anyone yelling.

Normally in this situation, he would mercifully send a killing curse to the other person, allowing him to leave this world peacefully and safely.

Look how kind he is.

But now is really not a good time to kill Peter.

At least Sirius must be cleared of his grievances.

Don't get me wrong - Owen himself has no interest in clearing Sirius's wrongdoing, but he is very interested in the Black family's Galleons.

"Control him and give him a sap on the head." Owen shouted, looking at the ice sculpture in the distance intently.

I don’t know why, but no one from the group of centaurs came over.

He couldn't even find a cannon fodder.

"boom!"

There was a cracking sound from the ice sculpture.

"Dumbledore's beard!"

After saying that, he immediately controlled the snow on the ground, together with some unknown things, turned into a water prison and swept towards the ice sculpture.

"Ha~~~"

"boom!"

The next second, a shocking scene took place. Amidst the high-pitched roar, the ice sculpture instantly cracked, and the man's figure disappeared, replaced by a cloud of red smoke.

No - that's not smoke.

That's blood!

Blood floating in the air.

"Sirius!" He could already see who the mass of blood was going to attack.

As he expected, in the next second, crazy blood rushed towards Peter.

After being reminded by Owen, the dog godfather turned sideways to avoid the attack of the bloody water.

Then I saw with my own eyes that Peter was completely covered in blood.

"Ah~~~No~~~Save me, save me, please."

In the bloody water, Peter struggled violently, as if he was coming back to his senses, and his screams and cries became louder and louder.

Because of the pain, the muscles on Peter Pettigrew's face were twisting spasmodically.

Then, as if he was dehydrated, his whole body dried up quickly.

After a while, only the skin and bones were left.

Moreover, a certain milky white light was sucked out of each of his heads.

Owen had reason to believe that it was his poor soul.

ah! ! ! Shushu, I'm done for now!

"Calling God——

——Guard! ! ! "

Owen didn't know what he was thinking.

He just saw the pool of blood sucking Peter's soul, looking like a dementor.

Therefore, he subconsciously felt that the Patronus Charm might have some effect. A dazzling silver light suddenly appeared, and then with a loud cry, the phoenix flapped its wings and flew high.

Go straight towards the mass of blood.

"What?"

Sirius was extremely shocked at this time.

Although he had seen this Phoenix Patronus from a distance on the Quidditch pitch.

But I didn’t know it was Owen’s patron saint.

In his opinion, it was still a question whether this evil boy could use the Patronus Charm!

Who would have thought that his patron saint would be a phoenix!

The strong positive emotions separated him from his psychopathy, and his head calmed down again.

Then in his incredible eyes, the phoenix sang a high-pitched song.

It hit directly on the pool of blood.

"Ah~~~"

To everyone's surprise.

The divine fire of Owen's phoenix wings actually caused gratifying damage to the pool of blood.

Wherever he looked, the pool of blood shrank rapidly.

Then, after receiving the injury, the blood immediately dropped Peter and transformed into a human form again in the air.

That was a man—Sirius's pupils shrank.

He has seen it.

But - shouldn't he be dead?

On the other side, Owen looked surprised, and then he immediately controlled the patron saint and roared towards the monster that had turned into a human form.

But this time, he didn't get the damage he expected. "What?" To Owen's surprise, the silver-white dazzling phoenix passed directly through the monster's body as if it had penetrated the air.

"what happened?"

Owen frowned. This situation only occurs when the patron saint attacks the wizard.

As a magic that deals with dementors and other spirits, the Patronus Charm will have no effect on entities.

This is often seen among young wizards practicing the Patronus Charm.

They waved their wands, and the silver-white patron saint mist spread over the wizards present like silk and running water, without affecting other people.

The only effect may be the stimulation of positive emotions.

It's reassuring.

In other words, this guy is a spirit body in the blood and water state, but after changing back to human form, he becomes a physical body?

Damn it, can you still play like this?

"I've seen him!" At this time, Sirius raised his wand.

A ball of white thread spewed out from the tip of his staff.

Little by little, Peter was completely wrapped and bound.

It was already shriveled up, as if it had been starved for months, or like a mummy-like Peter Pettigrew that had just been dug out of the Egyptian pyramids.

There was no resistance at all.

If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, Sirius would have thought the traitor was dead.

"He's the Blood Ancestor vampire in the Shrieking Shack!"

"But he is obviously dead, died under the killing curse of some mysterious guy!"

As he spoke, he stuffed Peter into the pocket that he carried with the infinite stretching spell, and then stared at Owen with a careful look.

That night, he didn't see that person's face, and that person's voice was completely different from Owen's frivolous voice. He was deeper and more magnetic.

However, the mysterious man's style of doing things is very similar to Owen, the preparatory dark devil.

So Sirius just suspected that he did it, but there was no evidence.

"Blood Ancestor?" Owen heard.

He immediately started looking for it in his deleted memory.

In a daze, he found a photo from the recycle bin.

Then after comparing it with the man in front of me, well - there is indeed a 70% to 80% similarity.

"It's really him!" He raised his wand silently, always ready to continue.

His memory never made room for the dead.

Coupled with the drastic change in the image and temperament of the person in front of him, Owen did not recognize him.

However, this is insignificant. One-on-one, I have never been afraid of anyone!

Even if it's Voldemort, so what!

Brother, haven't you escaped unscathed yet?

"Crack! Pah!"

Just when he was about to run away, Yo-Yo.

For the third time, something unexpected happened in the woods.

"He is worthy of being Dumbledore's successor! Magic has reached such a high level at such a young age."

"I'm sure that even the mysterious man was never as good as you when he was young!"

"Shut up Carlo! The Dark Lord is the greatest!"

A familiar crazy voice came.

In the forest, several figures slowly walked out.

The leader was a man with a gray beard, a bald head, and long hair on the back of his head.

A pair of cloudy brown eyes, one of which is still blind.

There was a deep wound from the bridge of the nose to the right cheek.

The face is ferocious.

He was wearing a black robe, and the wand in his hand was twisted like a twist. You could tell at a glance that it was not Ollivander's work.

Ollivander would never make a fancy wand like that. This is contrary to his philosophy.

And beside him was Voldemort's most loyal licker, Sirius's cousin, Bellatrix Lestrange.

During this meeting, the image of this famous Death Eater had undergone earth-shaking changes.

It's not that her appearance has changed, it's mainly her temperament and dress.

First of all, the originally messy and fluffy hair was tied up high and curled into a high bun, leaving only a few strands of hair on the cheeks.

The original unique gothic skirt was replaced by a black slim-fitting black windbreaker.

The whole person looks much normal.

It's like the second period of middle school has finally passed.

His face also lost some of the previous madness.

More than enough, the Black family has the innate elegance of God.

Besides the first time, there were others, such as Avery, Mulciber, Rabastan Lestrange, and many other dark wizards he knew and did not know.

There are more than a dozen Ling Ling Zong Zong!

"Hey, is Carrot having a meeting tonight?" Owen teased. "There are so many people here, where is Tom? Where is he?"

Sirius on the side rolled his eyes at this little black man who dared to talk in front of so many Death Eaters.

Then, he introduced the blind old dark wizard.

"Herman Carrow, a pure-blood lunatic of the Carrow family. His deeds preceded Voldemort by a few years. During that time, he was famous for killing Muggles and conducting dark experiments. He was eventually defeated by Dumbledore and imprisoned in Albany. Zikaban is a very traditional dark wizard."

"I didn't expect this guy to still be alive. After calculation, he should have been imprisoned in Azkaban for more than thirty years. He hasn't gone crazy yet. It's incredible." Sirius held the wand in his hand and stared at the one-eyed man with vigilant eyes. wizard.

Having been imprisoned in Azkaban for twelve full years, he is the most qualified to evaluate life in Azkaban.

No one can really stay sane there.

The only thing that can keep people from going crazy is the belief in their hearts.

He relied on his hatred of Peter and guilt for James for more than ten years.

The Death Eaters relied on their worship of Voldemort and their belief that their master would come to save them and not go crazy for more than ten years.

But what about the dark wizards who are not Death Eaters?

The only thing that supports them is their evil, creepy and terrifying hatred for someone!

"Isn't he a British wizard?" Owen glanced at the guy's wand and asked.

"The students from Durmstrang School are British wizards, but -" as he spoke, Sirius suddenly showed a mocking smile, "those pure-blood wizards feel that Hogwarts has been tainted by half-blood and Muggle-born wizards. No, they would rather send their children across the ocean to Durmstrang.”

"Haha - there's a hole in my head!" Irving spoke highly of this.

Then he raised his head and looked at the one-eyed blind man quite provocatively.

"Did you raise that vampire over there?"

Ever since the Death Eaters appeared, the Blood Ancestor was like a machine without power, no longer moving. A pair of numb eyes stared at him without focus, like a puppet.

"I am not qualified to keep such a high-level vampire in captivity." Herman Carlo stared at Owen with bloodthirsty eyes.

Those cloudy brown eyes were filled with hatred.

It's hatred of Dumbledore.

And now this hatred has been transferred to Irving.

How should I torture this Dumbledore lackey?

Carlo murmured crazily in his heart.