I, Hogwarts Second Week

"Destined enemy."

"Darkness riots, the resurrection of the dead, the master of the trance will mark his enemies. Corruption and fire will eventually only exist one!" Chiron said in Professor Trelawney's unique drawl. Petite version) Owen said with a straight face.

That look was exactly the same as when ordinary wizard parents scared their children that there was a Voldemort in the forest.

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"Teacher, please calm down, you're too evil!" Owen, whose spiritual world is only the size of a four- or five-year-old child for some reason, said with a scornful voice.

He also rolled his eyes.

"Tell me, who do you want to beat? Do you want to go through the procedure? If you don't go through the procedure, pay the balance. If you go through the procedure, can you tell me the price?"

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Hearing this, the great sage Chiron's face suddenly stiffened. Such a cute little girl talking about the worldly things was really damaging her image.

In an instant, the beauty of this cute baby in his heart dropped a lot.

Uh-huh - he's a broken child!

"He has marked you, just like that child." As he spoke, Teacher Chiron pointed to Harry, who was riding a Firebolt flying in the sky in the courtyard, and said, "Part of his soul is the cornerstone of your soul. Fight against He is also fighting against your own fate of being devoured by him.”

"Yeah--then what!"

"Your body bears the rich traces left by your mother. It is love, indescribable love. Our enemy, who now calls himself the Lord of Illusion, the God of Death and Corruption, cannot kill you. He can only use another way to seduce you and lure you into the abyss. In the end, your soul will be swallowed by the monster he created, making you return to the beginning."

Teacher Chiron's face gradually became a little uneasy, because he found that no matter how he exaggerated the dangers of the future, the brat hiding in his mother's arms always looked like he had nothing to do with himself.

It makes my teeth hurt to look at it.

Fortunately, Teacher Chiron has been gentle throughout his life, and his own cultivation is top-notch. He can maintain a solitary image in the Greek mythology of lust, and is widely known by Muggles. Teacher Chiron is worthy of being called a sage. name.

"Yeah - you're right, but my mother and I both feel that you just don't want to give money and want people to work in vain."

In the corridor of the castle courtyard, Owen timidly nestled in the arms of his mother, Gabrielle.

Mother and son seemed to have a spiritual connection that was beyond the wizard's imagination. They could know each other's thoughts just by looking at each other.

Then, the two people, one big and one small, with seven or eight similar looks, raised their heads at the same time with a tacit understanding, looking at Chiron Sesai with half-smiling expressions.

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"You are redeeming yourself!" Teacher Chiron shook his head and said helplessly.

"Mom, look, the old man with the white beard and the gaudy socks is our principal. He is powerful, wise and brave, but he is petty. He always steals my candy and uses magic to make a fake one every time he eats it. It made me almost swallow the candy that was actually a small stone several times. It was so bad."

"The one over there with her hair tied up and a serious look on her face is Professor McGonagall. I really like her. Every time I see her gritting her teeth at me but having no choice but to do anything about it, I feel happy, hehe."

"And the principal of our college, Professor Pomona Sprout. She is a good person, gentle to others, and she protects me in everything she does. The only bad thing is that she likes to give people homework, a lot of homework. I still I haven’t finished writing my observation notes for this semester—oh my God! I have to make up homework during Christmas and holidays, it’s totally unreasonable! When will the little wizard stand up!”

"Oh~~~ As for that." He pointed at a gloomy man who was still wrapped in a thick robe in the summer and said: "He is our potion professor. He seems to be a bad guy but is not actually a good guy. But in the end you will Discovered that he was a bad guy who never washed his hair·Severus Bolt must die·Snape."

"He doesn't like me. I think he is just jealous of my talent." Someone hummed, completely ignoring the sighs of Teacher Chiron beside him. As the most famous teacher in ancient Greece, he had students all over the world. Throughout the Balkans, there were many talented little wizards among his students.

But like Owen, he had never seen it before.

"Your mother gave you life"

Before Teacher Chiron could finish his words, he was interrupted by Owen, "There is neither joy in life nor fear in death. Death of a person is heavier than the Alps and lighter than the feathers of a hippogriff." (Hippogriff) The feathers on the body will fall off naturally and new fur will grow back.)

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"Haven't you noticed that since you obtained something, you have become different from before? More cruel, more bloody, and even less of a living being." Teacher Chiron still has feelings for Owen. As a glimmer of hope, he just hoped that the child could broaden his eyes and see these things from a broader perspective.

The alien god who created the Deadborn feeds on the souls of all living beings, almost viewing this world as his pasture.

Everyone is a lamb to the slaughter.

————From the stars, he saw a lot, and even saw the original plan of the person.

As an evil once expelled by the 'gods' in their Muggle eyes, he has been trying to return to the main world.

Back then, the life created by the alchemy of the human body was as bright and attractive as a candle in the dark night.

He originally planned to use the body of the child in front of him as a springboard to come back, but something unexpected happened.

He failed, but not completely.

Part of the alien god's qualities still seduced the child.

Seducing and causing him to fall.

In the end, the soul returned to Taixu. Help him open a door to the overworld.

"What?" Owen responded still nonchalantly.

Not just him, even his mother——had the same expression.

Her green eyes looked at his child with tenderness.

From time to time, she reached out and rubbed his chubby cheeks.

Only when he looked at Teacher Chiron, a trace of invisible cunning flashed in his eyes.

As the most famous sage in Greek history, Gabriel Undine's fleeting eyes naturally fell in his eyes.

Teacher Chiron understood immediately, with a look of understanding on his face.

All right!

He now knows from whom this child inherited his bad character!

He didn't expect it at all - or who could.

A woman who voluntarily gives up her life to trigger the greatest magic in the world, the magic of love, will be an eccentric and even cunning person.

People like this don't usually acquiesce. She should be a tender-hearted woman.

She must have seen something.

Teacher Chiron said silently in his heart.

Her soul has always been guarding her child, just like the child with a scar on his head who is flying happily in the sky in the distance.

After spending time together day and night, she must have discovered something.

That's why I feel so confident now. As a mother, she acted too blandly when she learned that her child had been being watched by an evil person.

Normal people would never sit here so peacefully.

"Huh~" Teacher Chiron took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, and opened his mouth to explain: "It's a magic wand."

"The phoenix wand you are currently using is stained with the aura of death and contains dark power."

"It's a weird combination."

"Don't you find it strange? How can a phoenix that can be reborn from nirvana be contaminated with the breath of death and contain the power of darkness?"

"Wand?" Owen stretched out his hand, trying to pull out his wand from his robe.

But after touching it for a while, he realized that he was in the spiritual realm.

"Forehead"

Unfortunately, the castle here was so realistic that he actually thought he was chatting with someone in school.

Only then did he carefully look at his body in the illusion.

Hmmmm - wearing a shrunken Hufflepuff school uniform, with a necklace of the Three Holy Treasures around his neck, and a silver bracelet on his wrist, which is a badger carved from a wine cork.

It was a Halloween gift from Luna.

Nothing else.

"Then what should I do? Lost my wand?" Owen raised his eyebrows and raised his head.

No - he was lying on his back, looking at Teacher Chiron.

"unnecessary."

As Owen waited for Teacher Chiron to answer.

His mother, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

There was an air of absolute confidence in her gentle voice.

Owen was stunned when he saw the somewhat arrogant temperament.

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I always thought that our arrogance came from our previous life.

Feelings are hereditary!

She is indeed my mother, so powerful and domineering!

"The magic power I left to Owen is enough to block the prying eyes of the darkness. Now his main worry is the direct attack from that evil."

"Let's talk about paying!"

Hearing the sound, Owen's eyes lit up with joy.

I just wanted to jump up and wave the flag for my mother.

But Teacher Chiron on the other side was a little embarrassed.

His bitter face sank.

Then he sighed helplessly.

This mother and son

Not only do they look alike!

Even their personalities are exactly the same!

How does such a person induce the magic of love?

The teacher fell into deep doubt.

"I quite like my wand. I'm very familiar with it. The key is that no one else can use it!" Owen said proudly, looking at Teacher Chiron provocatively.

After learning that Hermione couldn't use his wand during the summer vacation, he deliberately found many young wizards to do experiments after returning to school.

Owen discovered that no one could use his wand.

This discovery shocked even Old Deng.

After all, not even the Elder Wand has such characteristics.

A wand is always a wand.

Although they have some independent consciousness, there is no reason why the tools cannot be used by others.

After some research, the old principal found that it was not so much that others could not use Owen's wand, but rather that the magic skills required to control the wand were too high.

Of course he could achieve that skill easily. Use this wand.

But other little wizards

In the end, Dumbledore couldn't figure out why his wand had such characteristics.

A few days later, under Owen's repeated protests, he had to return the wand to him.

And came to the conclusion that it was because the material of the wand itself was too precious.

After that it was nothing more.

"By the way, can the dark power of the wand be unlocked? It doesn't mean anything, I just want to become stronger!" Owen looked at his mother expectantly.

He knew that his mother would definitely find a way.

Then he got a permissive smile as expected.

"Not yet, but in the future, when you get used to that magic power, as you grow older, the magic power I left behind will slowly loosen."

She said gently.

And Owen instantly understood what the magic power his mother was talking about left behind was.

The magic of love.

In Harry's case, by the time he reached adulthood, the protective spell of love was already very weak.

Magic power cannot be generated out of thin air, it will be consumed naturally.

Even miracles cannot violate the law of conservation of energy.

"So let's talk about paying!" she reiterated.

"Oh! I almost forgot, yes, if you give me money, you will work. If you don't give me money, then you can just give me a green one. Anyway, the destruction of the world has nothing to do with me."

Owen spread his hands, looking like an old man, "Maybe I can watch a big fireworks!"

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Teacher Chiron finally lost all shame. He pointed at the castle and said slowly: "Is this all you study all day in school?"

"How did your teacher teach you!"

"Hey~~~This is my personal behavior, please don't escalate it to the school."

"Besides, go outside and take a look. Is there any savior more suitable than me? You think you're asking for money, but I'm tired!"

"Besides, with my execution ability, brother, can I not do it for you?"

"Are you sure?" Teacher Chiron looked at Owen suspiciously.

This kid had no idea what he was going to face.

"As a savior, can I tell you lies?"

"Really? I don't believe it."

Hearing this, Owen raised his eyebrows and said, "You are deliberately looking for trouble, right?"

"In a word, can I give you some money? If you don't give it, I'll go to another place to fool you! I'm sorry for not entertaining you." Owen turned to chat with his mother and ignored Teacher Chiron.

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Save the world or something!

What a bother, why do you want to save the world?

Does the world need me to save it?

That’s too much to say!

It's nothing more than saving humanity.

What saves the world.

That foreign god, I can't beat him, so why can't I moisten him?

What garbage earth——

What if I gave him the earth?

Give it to him!

Gave him the home.

It’s like no one has ever won before!

Can I go to Mars immediately?

I don’t believe it, buddy, you’re a little alien god from the earth—no, you’re not even a god, you can only be regarded as a powerful wizard, and you can chase your buddy all over the solar system!

It’s so awesome, my friends, I can’t even wait for you in the solar system.

What a garbage galaxy, what’s the point of having only one sun!

Three Suns is still interesting.

That kind of surprise that will be dried up in three days. Who knows?

who knows?

Besides, what if there really are Trisolarans on Alpha Centauri?

The magic in my brother's hands can't dominate their planet?

When the time comes, grab their starship and travel directly across the galaxy.

What about Harry Potter? Dude, just turn on the stars.

In the corridors of Hogwarts, Owen was thinking crazily.

He has seen the ultimate in every cosmic adventurer.

That is to jump into a black hole and witness the destruction of the universe.

Think about it, it will be a huge, huge firework!

And his mother was also accompanying him in daydreaming.

That gentle power seems to come from the soul, from the heart, and spreads throughout the body with every beat.

Owen swore he had never been so happy.

That feeling of being deeply loved.

He had never felt it in anyone, not even Dumbledore, who loved him so much.

Owen understood him. If Chiron saw Dumbledore instead of himself at this moment, he would choose to sacrifice many things, including himself or his life, with the huge goal of saving mankind.

Yes, for the old principal, there is nothing he cannot sacrifice in order to save mankind.

But his mother definitely wouldn't.

Even if the world is destroyed, she will hide in a leather box with herself and float alone in the universe.

Perhaps this kind of narrow love will be criticized by all human beings, but - sorry, there were no human beings at that time.

Saving or not is determined by my morality, not my obligation.

In this regard, he and his mother have a high degree of ideological agreement.

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"You guys!"

The centaur sage finally couldn't resist. If this was a business confrontation, then he would be the weaker party, because he didn't have any capital that he could directly use. Except for the information from his mouth, Owen couldn't get anything substantial.

"Although we did not defeat Herbo, we successfully drove him away. Now he is in an outer space and time that is completely different from our world. He can only be connected to this world through specific altars. You only need to destroy those altars. Stop him from invading.

I can feel that someone has successfully destroyed two of his altars.

And the reward you want is within these altars. It was originally a connected stronghold built by the 'gods' in order to kill him completely. Unfortunately - after the external threat disappeared, the wizards forgot the true meaning of unity. "

"Sometimes, this world does need some darkness. Because only in the darkness, people will gather around the torch." There was a hint of sadness in Chiron's tone.

But soon, he adjusted and returned to his former gentleness.

"Buried within the altar are the legacies of the top wizards in ancient times, which Muggles call the 'gods'."

"The inheritance of the gods?" Owen muttered again, "It sounds really good!"

"Can I become invincible after I get it?"

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"You need to spend your whole life concentrating on research." Teacher Chiron replied with a twitching corner of his mouth.

"Oh, it's not an experience package! You have to level up yourself, it's so annoying! No, let's get another one!"

"You know which ones are the most glorious achievements in the life of ancient wizards who can be called 'gods' by Muggles. I don't want you to get them because I don't want those magics to see the light of day again. The reappearance of those magics is inevitable. It will bring unpredictable chaos to the world, even catastrophic."