I, Hogwarts Second Week

"I thought you had a good relationship with the centaurs." Owen raised his head and looked at Hagrid with an unreasonable expression.

"I just have a good relationship with a few of them." Hagrid explained: "Centaurs don't like humans. Most of them don't like humans. There are only a few that I can talk to, like Ronan and Firenze."

"But - no matter how good our relationship is, they will never tell me where the centaurs gather."

"I never knew they had a castle in the forest."

"Uh-" Owen scratched his head and showed the same expression as before: "No wonder Dumbledore sent Sirius as a diplomat instead of you!"

Then, he looked at the naked and immoral centaurs on the city wall with disgust.

It would be fine if he was alone, no matter how much he exposed, he wouldn't mind it.

But this time he was accompanied by Luna!

The little girl is only thirteen years old!

Looking at those centaurs, they are all tall and thick, with huge muscles all over their bodies, and each one is full of the temperament of a true man.

Compared with someone like him who is so weak and has Hunyuan's abdominal muscles, they are simply gauzy!

So envious!

Owen sighed again.

Envious saliva was already flowing from the corners of his mouth.

If only my brother had such a figure.

It's a pity - he hates exercising the most.

"Look over there!" Luna suddenly said, her silver eyes passing through the layers of darkness and landing on a man lying on the ground, also hiding behind an oak tree.

"Peter Pettigrew?" Owen followed her gaze and saw the familiar living figure.

He was sticking his butt out and bulging forward, as if he didn't dare to approach the centaur's territory.

But because I was burdened with some kind of mission, I had to get closer.

"What am I doing?"

In the distance, he was talking to the dog godfather in the past. It seemed to be a very heavy topic, and the faces of both of them were not very good-looking.

All of them were serious and tense.

At this time, Peter Pettigrew, who was not far away from them, had poked his head out.

"Well - I have to remind myself!" Owen said lightly.

Then, in his shocked eyes, Luna picked up a stone on the ground and threw it out.

"I'll go, are you so reckless?"

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"Ouch!!!"

Fortunately, the first one didn't hit him directly. It just hit the city wall, knocked off a piece of gravel, and accidentally hit him on the head.

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"It hurts a lot, okay?"

Owen complained here.

Then - before he could reach out to stop him, the elf waved his wand directly this time.

The floating spell connected with the strange gravity, directly picked up another stone, and then threw it out quickly and accurately.

"Again?"

————"You're sick, aren't you? You didn't open your mouth! You're throwing a damn stone!"

Under the city wall, his shouting voice could be heard.

"Run!" Owen here immediately picked up Luna and headed into the forest.

And Hagrid, who was still a little confused, was not so lucky.

Because he saw time travel for the first time, Owen from two different time periods appeared in sight, which shocked him.

And just when he was stunned, a fire curse roared across the sky.

The flames instantly ignited the area where Hagrid was.

"Can you ask me first before taking action in the future?" Owen said angrily. He dragged Luna to a mountain col. The two of them hid in a deep pit, and their ears were filled with the sound of burning dead branches and leaves.

"I - I'm a little anxious!" The elf stared with round eyes and swayed his two rabbit ears, which instantly extinguished most of the anger in Owen's heart.

"I heard Harry talk about that Peter Pettigrew. He was a despicable guy who framed Sirius. He also killed a dozen Muggles. Even more despicable than Fudge!" she said.

"This is a good opportunity. If we can - you, your past self, can catch him, then not only can Sirius's grievances be cleared, but this murderer can also get the punishment he deserves."

"Although - but. I -" Owen was convinced by Luna. Maybe he really wanted to find a way to save Peter's life.

Recalling the time when he used Peter to attract the dead, he seemed to - indeed did not see Peter directly die.

In other words, his death was not observed.

This also leaves room for maneuver.

"Having said that, I can only say that I will try my best." After a moment, Owen solemnly nodded, looked into Luna's eyes, and said calmly: "I only caught him for a while. If there is danger, , I will definitely put our and your safety first."

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The elf's beautiful eyes flashed with light. She didn't speak, she just looked at him quietly.

After a while, the atmosphere gradually became a little ambiguous.

They were interrupted by the sound of rapid footsteps suddenly coming from beside them.

Yes - Hagrid.

His face was dark and he looked like he was burned by fire.

The clothes all over his body were black and yellow.

The beaver-skin boots on my feet also smelled of burning.

Even his beard is missing.

Judging from the smell of grilled collagen in the air, his beard was set on fire.

After seeing Owen, Hagrid first released Fang from his arms, and then scolded him loudly with a black face - but the moment he opened his mouth, his eyes turned to Luna who was aside, and the little rabbit shook his ears. , staring at innocent silver eyes, and after looking at each other with the elf-like girl, Hagrid was not so angry in his heart.

Forget it, give this guy some face!

"Don't set fires randomly in the forest again!" he said seriously.

"Otherwise, in addition to deducting points, I will tell your dean about this!"

"Uh-" Owen nodded quickly when he heard the sound.

Not caring about what's on the other side of the forest.

The fierce fire he created was still mercilessly devouring the forest.

Even when he traveled back in time, the fire still didn't disappear.

The fire continued to burn.

Who knows how many trees the flames will consume in the end.

What a sin! Sin!

In the Forbidden Forest, apart from the various magical animals that are relatively valuable, the most valuable things left are probably the trees.

After all, Hogwarts exists here and there are very few poachers.

Giant trees that are hundreds of years old are everywhere in the forest. Even living trees that are thousands of years old exist, and there are quite a lot of them.

Those trees are important materials for making wands, broomsticks or some precious magic props.

The power of the magic spell is completely different between a wand made of thousand-year-old oak and a wand made of hundred-year-old oak.

Every year Ollivander would give Dumbledore a sum of money, and he would receive some of the precious wood that Hagrid cut from the forest.

The Forbidden Forest is a cash cow for the castle!

"Okay, I will definitely pay attention to it in the future!" Owen nodded and replied with certainty.

When he thought that he might have burned thousands of galleons in one fire, Owen felt extremely uncomfortable.

He took a few breaths.

In his ears, the voices of his past self and Sirius were getting farther and farther away.

In the end it was almost nothingness.

They are gone.

"What are we going to do?" Hagrid asked at this time.

"Catch that Blood Ancestor!" Owen replied.

This is their purpose.

"That monster sucked away part of Professor Lupine's soul. It caused Professor Lupine to become severely comatose and is now lying in the school nurse's room at Hogwarts!" he said.

"What?" Hagrid's eyes widened, "Lupin was attacked? Why did you just say it now?"

"He was attacked by a monster. He was trying to protect me - and Lavender of Gryffindor. Besides, is there any difference if we say it sooner or later?" Owen asked.

There was a hint of apology in his tone.

Speaking of which, Professor Lupine's injury was his fault.

He was too relaxed.

If only he had been more cautious

But considering his age, no one would blame a fourteen-year-old.

Even with his previous feat of fighting hundreds of dementors alone, everyone would say that he had tried his best this time.

But only Owen himself knew.

He didn't try his best at all.

If he really tried his best, no one would get hurt.

"Our only purpose now is to catch the Blood Ancestor." Owen said in a heavy tone.

"Give him to Dumbledore or Nicolas Flamel and see if they can study it and let the monster spit out Professor Lupin's soul power."

"This is the only solution I can think of."

"Then let's catch her!" Luna clenched her little fist and said solemnly.

The three of them looked at each other.

Although Hagrid didn't know exactly what the Blood Ancestor Owen was talking about, since it was to save Professor Lupine's life, he would do his best no matter what.

"Okay, then let's-"

He didn't finish his sentence.

As he was getting up, a heart-rending scream suddenly interrupted him.

Then, the attention of the three people present was attracted by the scream.

Owen quickly climbed out of the pit.

He looked up towards the centaur castle in the distance.

Suddenly, a large group of strange-looking evil things suddenly appeared from the east side of the castle.

They have the heads of various animals, but they all have monkey bodies.

One by one, they were like monkeys, swinging back and forth on the branches, quickly invading the centaur city.

The centaur trap existing on the ground cannot do anything to these creatures.

The centaur who was patrolling in a complicated way was shot by the monster with its terrifying mouthparts before he could react.

Then, the centaur began to twitch all over, his muscles surging crazily, as if the subcortical fat was being sucked away.

Then at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a deflated balloon, he became thinner and thinner.

In the end, only the bones were left.

Up to this time the centaurs were still alive.

But what awaits them is that after their flesh and blood are eaten away, their souls will also be sucked away.

"Ah~~~ah!"

Miserable screams came one after another, and the centaurs wailed silently, until their withered faces were cut into bones, a ball of silver light was sucked out of their bodies, and they were swallowed by those abominable monsters.

"Oh my god!!!"

Neither Hagrid nor Luna had ever seen such a cruel scene.

The elf's face instantly turned pale.

Her steps were sluggish and her legs were a little weak.

He was swaying and seemed about to fall down.

Owen quickly supported her and leaned her on his shoulder. Then he reached out and covered her eyes to prevent her from seeing the bloody and terrifying scene with her own eyes.

"What kind of monster is that?" Hagrid was stunned, looking at the group of monsters sweeping from the forest with blood in his eyes.

"The Deadborn!" Owen replied, "Monsters that can devour souls are somewhat similar to dementors, but they are immortal. No magic can completely kill them. The only thing that works is the eternal fire. Gubulai Fairy Fire.”

"The eternal burning flame will make them sink forever and be on the edge of life and death. Eventually, all their abilities will be consumed, and these monsters will naturally disintegrate."

"Ignore them." Owen said cruelly. Not to mention this group of centaurs, even if a large group of wizards encounter this kind of monster, what else can they do except disapparate and escape?

Those who rescue horses only end up hurting themselves too.

He promised Luna.

If there is a critical situation, he will protect her.

"Since the centaurs are unwilling to ally with Hogwarts, we have no obligation to save them. This kind of monster appeared in the forest a few months ago, but they didn't tell us. Until now, it is purely their own fault. If you die, you can't blame others." He continued.

But he didn't realize that the more he spoke, the heavier the face of Hagrid next to him became.

"And we can't save them. Those monsters are unkillable. We have no other choice but to escape."

"Really?" Hagrid said solemnly.

In front of his eyes, countless centaurs were dying as their souls were extracted.

As a ranger at Hogwarts.

He couldn't stand this scene.

After that, he picked up the huge crossbow in his hand and rushed into the battlefield of the centaurs like crazy.

"Hagrid, wait!" Owen saw this and quickly tried to stop him.

But how could he possibly stop a dozen-foot giant?

"I knew it! I knew it!" Owen complained angrily.

Then he turned to remind Luna, "Hold Sirocco. If an accident happens, leave us alone and leave!"

"Let me beg you."

With that, he said goodbye to his best friend from two lifetimes, and then followed Hagrid into the battlefield.

In one week, he killed many people.

Many wizards of his age died under his wand.

Even Harry Potter and Hermione did not survive in the end.

Although Voldemort was still defeated by Harry.

Obviously, he had revealed the location of all the Horcruxes in advance, and he also carried one of his Horcruxes with him.

But in the end, those Horcruxes were found one by one, destroyed, and their traces erased.

The one in his hand was also destroyed by Hermione in an accident.

All of this is like a pair of invisible hands called fate.

The tangled thread controls everyone's destiny.

But even so, he didn't lose in the first week.

He killed Granger and Harry.

That world will eventually embark on the path of a dark cycle, and one day, a new Dark Lord will be born.

By then - there will be no Dumbledore, no savior!

But - no matter how bad the situation was, he never took action against Luna.

Because only she knows that it is not him who is sick, but the world.

This is why Owen cares about her so much.

They are true friends.

Friends who see deep into their hearts.

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But - some things are destined to be wishful thinking.

For example, Hagrid will not give up on centaurs.

Luna won't give up on him, just like running away alone!

"Zheng!"

A crossbow shot through the air, shooting out from the forest and pinning a monster to the tree.

"clank!"

Then came the second arrow, and then the third arrow.

The powerful arrow feathers even shot directly through trees and split stones.

Owen's eyelids jumped wildly when he saw it!

This power is comparable to an anti-machine sniper rifle!

he guessed.

It's a pity that no matter how powerful Hagrid's crossbow is, it can't cause much harm to those monsters.

It's just that the impact slowed down their pace, but as for the damage - it was almost nothing.

"Damn it!" the giant cursed.

As Owen said, his attack was completely useless.

"Shattered to pieces!"

"Split into pieces!"

Then he drew out the magic spell again. He quickly recited two magic spells.

Two magic spells, red and gray, whizzed past and hit a dead creature.

But the damage - it's not even enough for the crossbows. At least the crossbows can slow down their pace, but the magic spell can't even slow them down.

"There are many obstacles!"

"There are many obstacles!"

"There are many obstacles!"

Owen followed behind him and threw out possibly the most useful spell, the obstacle spell!

This is the only spell he has found that works on the dead.

Just slow down the pace though.

After resolving the crisis this time, Owen jumped high into the air.

A strong white light flashed on his body, attracting the attention of all the dead.

Like a messenger from Zeus, he landed in front of the Centaur Castle with unparalleled power.

"Get out of the way!" he yelled.

The surrounding centaurs were frightened by the power and retreated silently.

Then he quickly knelt down and inserted his wand into the ground.

Then the majestic magic power surged out.

He used a powerful transformation technique.

"Stop it!!!"

In an instant, magic covered acres of land, and then seemed to pour large amounts of water into the ground.

Suddenly the land began to rise and fall, like the surface of the sea.

The waves were rough and churning.

That incredible magic covered the entire forest in front of the city.

The living land turned into a tide, and both the trees and the dead were dragged into it. Stepping into it is like quicksand.

Irving - single-handedly transformed acres of terrain.

"Oh my God!"

"Incredible!"

"Is that a miracle?"

Whether it was the centaurs on the city wall or the centaur warriors under the city wall who were responsible for guarding against the enemy, they were all stunned, looking at the child standing upright in front of them with vague eyes.

Although he is a boy, his eyes reflect the god.

God walks in the abyss, and those who look into the abyss are like mayflies.

They can only lament the power of the gods over and over again, but there is no other use.

——Over there, the god in the centaur's eyes slowly raised his wand.

Owen waved his hand suddenly like a conductor, and the land was like a wave, instantly slapping the dead who tried to break through into the sea of ​​mud.

"Merlin's beard!"

Hagrid swore that this was the last time he was shocked.

Although this seems very naive to him, but - God! What do you want me to say?

A fourteen-year-old kid!

Fourteen! ! !

He turned acres of land into a sea of ​​mud. What could be more exaggerated than that?

Able to cast this level of transformation.

The first figure that popped into his mind was Dumbledore.

In his superficial knowledge, Dumbledore himself was probably the only one who could cast magic of this level.

It can be thought of Owen's age.

Hagrid was certain that even Dumbledore, at the age of fourteen, would not be able to do what Owen was doing in front of him.

No wizard can do it.

This child surpassed those who came before him and walked on a road that no one had ever traveled before.

"I said, stop!!!"

The Deadborn were more difficult to deal with than Owen imagined.

He swamped the land and stirred it up. It's like a typhoon rising from the sea.

Hold the monster firmly.

They were not allowed to escape from the very center of the swamp.

But even so, the monster is still struggling.

They were crazier than he imagined. They actually started to trample on their companions, running towards him like hunting dogs.

Upon seeing this, Owen shouted loudly.

The magic power in his body exploded again.

Sweat poured down his forehead.

Eyelids trembling.

A warmth flowed from his nose.

It dripped straight to the ground.

Then, the earth roared.

"Multiple Freeze!!!"

The sound that sounded like a roar from the throat through gritted teeth resounded across the earth.

In an instant, an extremely cold temperature spread from the soles of Owen's feet.

It was like dry ice had fallen on the ground.

Pure white mist rises.

Then quickly, at a speed visible to the naked eye, it began to sweep across the entire muddy sea.

The mist rises.

The icicles are like uncanny sculptors, carving every wave of the mud sea lifelike.

The specious waves are like elves dancing with swords, and their stretched waists and every smile are like blooming flowers.

If only the color could be brighter instead of earthy yellow. Then this will definitely be a perfect work of art.

But this ice crystal cannot control the dead man for long.

Owen knows.

He was just stalling for time.

Just - stalling for time.

"Owen!"

In the jungle on the other side, the stubborn girl had no intention of escaping alone.

The more she froze the earth.

He fell down accidentally and then got up quickly.

The little kitten also broke away from her arms. Its thick and fast claws dug out its sharp nails and dug into the ice, and flew towards its owner.

"Owen."

This time, the girl's voice had an unknown twitch, and a tear fell across her cheek in her silver eyes, falling to the ground.

Instantly turns into ice.

The boy, who was already in a daze, seemed to hear the girl's call.

He turned back suddenly.

Gray eyes with tired urgency.

Suddenly, he smiled.

The corners of his mouth raised.

He showed Owen's signature smile.

Then he stuttered slightly, "Run! Silly girl!"

Then - the ice crystals on the ground instantly turned into fragments.

Crystal ice cubes, like tears, dripped on the ground, and the crisp sound resounded in the forest.

And among the loud noise, the boy's voice was particularly clear.

"Silly girl!"

"Run!!!"