I, Hogwarts Second Week

quietly.

Heaven and earth seemed to have been pressed on the pause button.

The snowflakes that want to fall to the earth seem to be held up and suspended in the air by some mysterious force.

Darkness interspersed between the gaps between those snowflakes.

The world seems to have just begun. If we remove the man-made creation, we cannot distinguish between heaven and earth.

"Stop it, Tom, you can't defeat Hogwarts." Dumbledore said softly.

It's like stating an indisputable millennium truth.

On the other side, Voldemort stared at the old man gloomily.

There is no winner in this battle.

But he was unwilling to accept such a result.

How could the great Voldemort keep pace with others?

It's obvious that he has become stronger.

Whether it's magic or a curse!

Why, he still couldn't kill Dumbledore!

Was he weaker than Dumbledore before?

Not willing to give in - I'm not willing to give in! !

Voldemort's mind was frantic, his thoughts were gradually going to extremes, and his reason was burning crazily.

"Even if you defeat me, others who come out of this castle will defeat your Tom one day." The old principal continued.

"Haha~~~"

The burning reason finally found a way to vent at this moment.

The corners of his mouth split open, revealing a ferocious and terrifying smile. "Yes! You can say such things because you have found your successor? Dumbledore."

"Is it that mixed-race scum named Owen?" His scarlet eyes narrowed into slits. Some kind of dangerous murmur sounded in the ears of the old principal, "It's a pity Dumbledore, I'm not the only one who wants him dead."

"A fourteen-year-old little wizard can provoke so many terrible enemies at the same time. I have to say that the successor you selected is indeed far better than me in this regard."

Voldemort sneered, finally winning.

"Huh?" Dumbledore frowned slightly. He didn't need Voldemort to explain. He also knew that Owen was always surrounded by some vague malice.

On the train to the start of school.

The dementors suddenly attacked the child, and at first, he just thought he was the same as Harry.

The same orphan origin makes them much weaker than normal little wizards in resisting negative emotions.

And such lonely souls are more likely to attract dementors.

The Ministry of Magic has no ability to control such magical creatures.

They just cooperate.

It is not impossible for a hungry dementor to betray its covenant and attack a young wizard when it encounters a seduced soul.

But later, after he went deep into the evil dark creatures like dementors.

He suddenly discovered that the attack might not be an ordinary dementor attack.

Behind this, there was something controlling the group of dementors, a terrifying power that could never be achieved by human wizards.

"Maybe by this time, your so-called heir has already gone to hell?" Voldemort sneered ferociously.

Then he raised his wand high.

In the sky, a figure that looked like a leprechaun gradually emerged.

It was an extremely huge skeleton, made up of countless turquoise star-like things, with a large python emerging from the skull's mouth, like a tongue.

After it appeared, it rose higher and higher, a group of green smoke emitting dazzling light, like a new constellation against the dark night sky.

————Reappearance of Corpse Bones

Voldemort is gathering his servants.

Black clouds surged, and the silent air suddenly began to flow rapidly.

A strong wind blew up, accompanied by countless black shadows flickering.

Full of oppression.

Next to the oak door of Hogwarts, Professor Sprout's flowing gray hair and her patched robes whirred.

She looked at the sky at a loss. As an academic professor, she rarely interacted with others even in the dark ages.

Although she has a brave heart.

As for Professor McGonagall, she walked out of the oak door, her square eyes full of vigilance.

There were several strands of broken hair scattered from the curly black hair tied into a high bun.

Her whole body was tense to the extreme.

The last one was Wenda who was following Professor McGonagall.

Well - she's fishing.

At this time, Voldemort in the courtyard was laughing hysterically.

The clouds in the darkness have been dyed green.

Green light lingers high in the sky.

It was as if the gate to hell had been opened.

Just as Voldemort opened his hands to welcome his servant.

The black shadows in the clouds all changed directions at the same time.

Then the black clouds dispersed, and his servants appeared halfway up the mountain one by one.

Voldemort's smile suddenly stopped as if frozen.

He turned around angrily, but he couldn't see a servant kneeling in front of him and kissing his lower robe.

After he fainted, he realized that Hogwarts Castle did not allow wizards to disapparate.

The atmosphere was inexplicably subtle.

Dumbledore's expression remained the same, his eyes were neither sad nor happy, "I told you, you can't defeat Hogwarts."

"Then I will blow it to ashes, burn it to rubble, and raze everything on its foundation to the ground!" an angry Voldemort roared.

His voice was like a ghost, hysterical, and all the muscles in his body were twitching unnaturally, as if the human skin was not his.

"Even if it's just me, just me, I can destroy everything you cherish into dust!"

His wand howled in pain.

The purple magic surged crazily.

Phoenix Feather's wand had irreversible cracks.

"Did you see it? This is my power! Voldemort's power!!!" He shouted, and the wind and snow shook.

Then some ancient curse roared out.

Wherever the purple light passed, deep ravines were cut into the earth.

The poor floor tiles were wailing, but they couldn't stop the scars on their bodies from getting bigger and bigger!

"Sanchez Force Field!"

The terrible curse forced Dumbledore, but he couldn't get out of the way!

Behind him is Hogwarts!

He could only try his best to stop it.

Just like any time in the past!

Carrying the title of the greatest wizard, he doesn't want to see any little wizard get hurt or - die!

"Buzz~"

Under the sky.

The darkness recedes.

Blue roses appeared out of thin air.

Then it opened its huge petals in an instant.

In the center of the petals is the endless magic power emitted by the Elder Wand. Together, they weave together the last pride of the British Empire.

"boom!"

Purple lightning collides with blue rose.

The huge impact was like a storm, directly tearing everything around it into pieces.

Woohoo~~~

The blooming rose is full of cracks, but it is surrounded by purple light.

It tried to drive away the spell, but Voldemort's powerful magic kept the spell alive.

Gradually they formed a tug of war.

"Did you think this was the end?"

A crazy smile came out of Voldemort's mouth again. Then he began to move the wand wildly.

Every time he waved, a beam of purple lightning passed over Dumbledore and struck directly at the three professors.

He just wanted to distract Dumbledore.

Even if it's just for a moment.

That will be your opportunity to defeat him.

"All curses end!"

"Armor protection, ultimate protection!"

Professor Sprout and Professor McGonagall held up their wands, and the two different protective spells of gold and blue each resisted the lightning that struck them.

And Wenda.

She never drew her wand.

Just standing still.

And when lightning falls on her, the necklace of the Three Sacred Artifacts will light up on her chest.

Block the lightning.

——————

"I said, you did a really good job finding this location!!!"

On a tree halfway up the mountainside of Hogwarts.

On a 'Y'-shaped branch, Owen was hanging upside down from the tree.

"There are too many people, and your position is a little off." Sirius said calmly, his face not red and his heart not beating.

He helped Moody towards the castle.

He didn't even look at Owen hanging on the tree the whole time.

"You definitely did it on purpose." Owen yelled angrily as he broke free from the tree.

Too much!

There's so much open space around Hogwarts!

Why did you choose the edge of the forest?

Fortunately, by coincidence there is a tree right here!

If you haven't calculated carefully, I, Owen Sanchez! The name is written backwards!

"Stop! Tell me clearly whether you chose this tree specially! The good guy just stretched out a branch! Who are you fooling!"

he shouted as he ran.

He wanted Sirius to give him an explanation.

But only a few steps later.

Owen just shut up!

Because he suddenly discovered that there seemed to be a party halfway up the hillside of Hogwarts?

Why are there so many people in the woods?

And they were all unkempt, and they looked like they had been ripped off.

"what's the situation?"

When Owen looked at Bella and the others for the second time tonight.

Everyone could see a hint of embarrassment flashing through the eyes of both parties.

"What a coincidence!" Owen touched his little head. It felt really bad to be surrounded by so many Death Eaters.

"Are you all here to admire the moon?"

"."

There was deathly silence all around.

Gradually, a playful atmosphere of cat and mouse suddenly emerged.

Sirius tightened his grip on his wand nervously.

Moody, on the other hand, held on and pushed Sirius away, roaring and raising his wand like an old lion unwilling to grow old.

"Okay~" Owen glanced around at the Death Eaters.

The people came very well.

Except for those who are dead and those who dare not appear.

Almost there!

There are far more people than in the Forbidden Forest.

It was so dark that there was no end in sight.

Owen estimated that there were at least a hundred people here, big cats and kittens.

"It seems like everyone knows what's about to happen, are you going to quit again?"

Owen tightened his grip on his wand, and no one around him stepped back.

"Very good, then~~~"

"High flash at point A, Qiu Ni!" He suddenly yelled nonsense. While many Death Eaters were stunned, he raised his wand high and shouted in a loud tone: "The ultimate fluorescent flash!!!"

Buzz~

The white light swallows the darkness instantly.

The sudden bright light caused the Death Eaters to react uncontrollably, either by dodging or closing their eyes.

"Run!!!"

The light of the wand in Owen's hand did not weaken at all, but intensified a lot.

At this time, there was still some distance between him and the Death Eaters, and it was still too late to run!

After that, he rubbed oil on the soles of his feet and shouted all the way, "It's over! I'm going to be over!!"

"My second week is coming to an end!!!"

"Where's the archive! Where is the archive!"

"Damn~ this rubbish game! I want to reopen it!!!"

——————

On the other side, the tug-of-war between Dumbledore and Voldemort continues.

Although facing the most powerful enemy in this life.

But Voldemort still focused some energy and looked at the woman who looked casual and could not feel any tension at all.

Wenda Rozier.

As a Nurmengard wizard who was famous throughout Europe and once brought war to many countries, Wenda Rosier's name must be at the forefront.

It can even be said that she is the most influential witch besides that person.

Such a person would actually appear in Hogwarts?

Voldemort didn't know the little secret between Dumbledore and Grindelwald. When he was young, in his memory, the man who would become the greatest figure in the wizarding world was still busy dealing with the dark wizard all day long.

Why are his enemies following him here?

Could it be?

After thinking about Grindelwald's defeat, Voldemort frowned slightly.

He definitely might have guessed some huge secret.

The secret is about the true face of the so-called White Wizard!

Just when Voldemort had some doubts about his servant, a high-pitched shout suddenly came from behind him!

"Professor! Save me!!!"

Dumbledore was moved.

The rose in front of her was suddenly opened by lightning.

The purple lightning fell directly on the oak door of the castle, and with a bang, a huge hole was blown out of the door!

"Oh my God!"

"Merlin's beard!"

"my Lord!"

“Brahma!!!”

"God be upon you!"

"???"

Wardfa——Hermione swallowed back the curse words that were on her lips.

It was obviously a tense magic battle, but when life and death were at stake, she felt like laughing.

The little Hogwarts has quite a mixed bag of beliefs!

However, she soon stopped laughing.

Because in the distance, a snake-skinned guy was running towards the castle crying for his father and mother.

"Dumbledore! Save the poor dog godfather!"

"He's going to die~"

Some little dark wizard prayed.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" At this moment, Sirius was holding a magic item that looked like a turtle shell, holding on to resist the sporadic attacks from the Death Eaters.

That was one of Nicolas Flamel's gifts to Owen.

A powerful defensive magic item, except for the killing curse, it can protect against almost all kinds of magic spells.

Of course, the premise is that you have to add magic power to it.

"Blow up the bridge!" the dog godfather roared.

Then, Owen immediately activated the magic spell, and the purple streamer flashed. A second later, he pushed it out suddenly, "Ancient magic, the source of matter disintegrates!"

Then the Hogwarts bridge, which had stood for nearly a thousand years, suddenly collapsed.

"You should have told me earlier! I have experience in this area!" Owen smiled brightly.

Silently recalling in my heart, it seemed that he was the one who blew up the bridge in Zhoumu!

But that time it was to intercept Harry Potter

So, he and this bridge are really destined!

After the bridge exploded, Owen didn't pause at all, turned around and ran towards the castle.

"Professor Dumbledore! Save-uh-Sirius! He's dying!!!"

He shouted at the top of his lungs, blindly.

It wasn't until he entered the courtyard that the sound suddenly stopped.

"yeah?"

"Why did your hair grow out?"

After seeing Tom confronting Dumbledore in front of the courtyard.

One of the first words out of Owen's mouth was about how bald heads turned into forests.

It's not that he's funny.

It is indeed the image of Voldemort that is deeply rooted in people's hearts. It is too deeply rooted in people's hearts.

He has no hair on his head and no nose on his face.

This sudden appearance of a head full of beautiful, jet-black hair that was smoother than using a quick-acting softener really caught the eye.

"And the nose! Wow~~~ It's really nice! Let me be a plastic surgeon! Although I am incomparably handsome and don't really need it, there are definitely people who do. Hey~~ Then I can make money by buying the doctor's contact information. One stroke!"

Owen's exaggerated voice echoed around the castle.

Just take the depression and terror that Voldemort had finally gathered, and it was destroyed in an instant.

After hearing the sound, Voldemort did not reply.

He just broke up with Dumbledore.

Then he waved his hand and threw a death curse at Owen!

"Sanchez Force Field!!!"

Owen stood there numbly holding up the force field.

The film turned around Voldemort's curse, and the green light went straight behind him, and then hit a Death Eater who was entangled with Sirius.

"???"

Owen quickly silenced his body.

After realizing that he was not injured, he looked up again.

"Knock~ Didn't your mother tell you that a surprise attack is shameless?"

he yelled angrily.

And he raised the finger between his index finger and ring finger towards Voldemort.

"Oh! Don't be embarrassed, I forgot that you don't seem to have a mother~~~"

Owen said mockingly.

But soon he stopped laughing.

Because in this tough battle, he seems to be easily injured.

Throw this wave away, this wave is an accidental injury to yourself.

Some heartless self-pity said.

Hey~~~

In the future, try not to use the other person's numbness as a target. It's easy to accidentally hurt yourself!

"Haha~~" Voldemort sneered.

The scarlet eyes were filled with furious fire!

His mother was a descendant of the noble Salazar Slytherin.

One of the noblest bloodlines in the world. It is also his only source of pride.

He can allow others to slander his bloodline.

Owen seemed to see Voldemort's furious expression.

Immediately he put his hands in his pockets and raised his head high.

"There is a tiger in front and a wolf behind!"

"This magic star has been forced into a desperate situation." He rummaged through his pockets, "But, it doesn't matter."

"I still have a backup plan!"

"I always have a backup plan!!!"

As he spoke, he seemed to have caught something.

His face lit up with joy!

"Ha! I caught the strongest Pokémon!!!"

"The decision is yours!" After saying that, he quickly threw an iron box out of his pocket.

With a "bang", the box fell to the ground. A burst of dust stirred up.

"This is the true fighting style of Hufflepuff!" Owen sighed with emotion.

Countless magic spells lit up behind him.

The magic item in Sirius's hand finally broke.

Although the strength of the Death Eaters varies.

Only the strongest dozen will use the Killing Curse as a level A, but with so many ordinary spells, this prop has finally reached its limit.

"boom!"

The box was opened from the inside.