I, Hogwarts Second Week

Except for the central one, the other surfaces of the stele are inlaid with gold engravings. The engravings on each stele are divided into seven layers, and each layer depicts a different story.

Except for the tallest stone monument, the other six seem to be monuments that record history. From the time when wizards were inspired by the gods and set out to come here, they began to build cities, and then they excavated something on Sky Island to dedicate to the gods.

Finally, there is a ritual of offering sacrifices to the gods, asking the gods to allow their spirits to enter the kingdom of God, or to grant them strength.

After walking through the seven stone monuments, Owen had a general understanding of the city.

It is not difficult to see from these gold engravings that there is an organization that exists in an unknown corner of the world and serves foreign gods.

"The Order!"

The Order - the full name is: The Order of God's Dependents.

Abbreviation: The Order of God's Favored Ones.

It is a huge organization established by dark wizards who were bewitched by external gods.

Its origin is no longer traceable.

The information Owen received from Koyatel was that the Order of God's Favored Ones was a huge organization that included multiple races and spanned several continents.

It is co-ordinated by the leadership of the Council of Seven.

But thankfully, this organization has been annihilated by the Archmage in its hostility with the heir, especially the legendary wizard, Merlin.

Although some people wanted to rebuild the organization in the past hundred years, they were unable to revive it because they never received divine inspiration.

At first glance, this city was built by members of the sect during the heyday of the sect. I don’t know how many years have passed. The city is still there, but the people who built the city have long since died.

And while Owen was deep in thought.

Sirius suddenly called out in the distance.

"Owen, come here!"

Hearing the sound, Owen turned his head and saw that he had walked out of the square.

The foundation of the square was very high. He stood underneath, with only his head exposed.

"Boom!" A huge roar came from the steps of the square, and Owen hurriedly walked over.

Then he saw that under the foundation of the square, there were not huge boulders of Hunyuan, but dungeons.

There are very narrow doors and windows exposed in the dungeon, and there are countless skinny bodies and many hands stretching out from them.

"what's the situation?"

Sirius's curse blew up a door and window, and the broken white boulder fell to the ground.

Through the sunlight, they saw many frightened faces.

Most of them were well-dressed, but their faces and spirits were poor, their faces were thin, and they looked like they had been hungry for many days.

Now, the door was blasted open, but they had no intention of coming out. Instead, they kept tightening deeper into the cage. Whenever Owen's eyes glanced at them, people would tremble all over, and some even... Will also cry out in grief.

Owen saw a little girl with red eyes, weak cheeks, twitching and shedding tears. But when she opened her mouth to cry out, the woman behind her seemed like the sky was falling, and she quickly reached out her hand to cover her little girl. Girl's mouth.

Then looked at him in horror.

With just this action, Owen already understood what had happened here.

"They should be captured by Death Eaters as sacrifices to the gods."

"Sacrifice?" Sirius was shocked and angry, his eyes burning.

Just now, he had a little delusion about Bella being able to cooperate with Owen.

That delusion has now dissipated.

He had never been so angry that he frightened those poor Muggles.

"Why do they want sacrifices? What does that evil god want?" he roared.

"It's nothing more than souls and flesh and blood. The stone tablets over there are carved with sacrificial rituals. It's very clear." Owen said quietly, suppressing something.

Finally, the anger was suppressed.

Sirius took continuous deep breaths to finally calm down his emotions, and then he reached into his waist pocket.

There were the rations he brought to the giants, as well as food for the little wizards.

He took those out.

Handed to the poor people in prison.

The Muggles still distrusted them, but they couldn't help their hunger.

There are only a few streams seeping out from under the floor tiles in the dungeon, and there is no food.

They have been locked up here for too long, and because there is no clock, they can only remember the alternation of day and night about dozens of times.

With food, the Muggles finally had a little more trust in them.

Some people got out, bathed in the sunshine, and cried bitterly.

The cry was not loud, because they did not have much strength, so they could only see the silent twitching of their bodies.

Then more and more Muggles came out of the dungeon, there were about fifty or sixty of them.

Strictly divided into two classes.

On the other side, there is a small group of people who are strong and mostly male, and on the other side there is another class with low physical fitness and weakness, mostly composed of women and their husbands.

Owen didn't pay much attention to this at first.

Until the crowds of people were walking out, suddenly a strong smell of blood came. He frowned repeatedly, and then took a look into the dungeon.

Then everything became clear.

"I need to do an experiment. I want to try the sacrificial ritual." Owen turned his head and said to Sirius.

"What?" The dog godfather, who was still distributing food, thought he heard wrongly. He turned to stare at Owen, confusion written in his eyes.

"what did you just say?"

"See for yourself-" Owen pointed to the dungeon.

Sirius looked in the direction of Owen's finger, his pupils tightened instantly, and his stomach was churning. If he hadn't been well-informed, if he hadn't seen the evil of human nature in Azkaban, he would have definitely vomited it out at this time. Come for lunch.

Sirius, whose mind was blank, turned his head and looked at the distinct crowd.

Then it all dawned on him.

Especially those clothes stained with blood and flesh foam.

And——Sirius’ deep voice sounded like a volcano containing lava about to erupt.

Dejected, he walked into the crowd and walked towards the only little girl present.

When he touched the girl he understood why she was the only one alive.

"A five- or six-year-old Obscurus is really rare." Owen's voice was slightly sarcastic.

The sound was like a lightning strike, hitting Sirius hard in the heart.

He clenched his fists and remained silent like an angry lion.

Owen glanced at him, then waved his magic wand, and several beasts with blood on their clothes were carried by an invisible force and came to the square.

This caused a cry of exclamation from the Muggles present.

They were shocked by Owen's methods, but looked at the impending death of that beast with a cold eye. They had no regrets or fear. Instead, they felt happy from the bottom of their hearts.

Several monsters in human skin struggled and screamed silently.

Come to the center of the square.

Under the stone monument.

Following the steps taught by the map on the stone tablet, Owen first slit his neck and let the blood flow into the golden bowl. Soon, the palm-sized bowl overflowed.

Blood dripped and fell on the arc on the ground along the cone-shaped base.

For a moment, the arc gradually lit up like electricity.

The gold inlaid on the ground suddenly turned into some kind of liquid.

Liquid gold slowly gathered from all directions and converged on the central stone tablet. The marble stone tablet was quickly covered with a layer of gold paint.

"boom!"

There was a sound like something breaking.

It turned out that the golden disc on the stone tablet was slowly floating.

The disk resembles an eye gazing upon the lamb.

Immediately, the lamb's soul was separated from the body. It raised its head and let out a silent scream.

Then after twitching for a while, there was no movement.

A transparent, struggling, evil soul sank into the golden disc as if guided.

"Hmm - feed on souls, and then what?"

Owen looked at the golden disk very curiously.

There is some kind of dense atmosphere exuding from it.

Then, the aura became more intense, and then flowed out violently.

The waterfall behind seemed to be guided, and a large amount of water rushed in, wrapping the body that had lost its soul.

Three seconds later, Liu Shui was restrained by gravity and fell to the ground.

And that corpse - "Wow! The freshly baked son of evil omen!"

Owen stared in surprise, looking at the creature as tall as Hagrid, with its body covered with fleshy sprouts and sharp horns.

"It turns out that this is how the Evil Omen were created." He understood it clearly, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. No wonder after yesterday's battle, he felt that the Evil Omen Legion was not very strong, and those corrupt flames It was just a bit difficult to deal with, but now he knew that it turned out that the Omens were transformed from Muggles. They were transformed from non-magical creatures into magical creatures. It was already quite good to have such a result.

You know, wizards have been researching how to give non-magical creatures magical powers since ancient times. They have conducted various experiments on this, such as injecting the blood of magical animals into the bodies of wizards, or using magic spells to torture them. They used potions to see if Muggle bodies could 'retain' magic power. In short, except for the union of men and women, wizards, especially dark wizards, had almost tried other methods, but the results were obvious.

Either way, the Muggle will die almost immediately.

Now, after Irving witnessed this transformation, he probably understood.

It should be a question of the soul, not the body.

"Soul Torrent!"

After raising his hand and vaporizing the ugly Son of Omen, Owen turned to look at the other animals.

What would happen if he killed the soul in flesh and blood before Avatar and then sacrificed it?

What if the soul and body don't match? For example, one person sacrifices his soul, and another person is transformed.

What would happen if multiple souls were sacrificed to transform only one person? Will a more powerful son of evil be born?

What would happen if he filled it with something during this sacrificial ceremony? Like adding a little magic to the tide?

All in all, Owen had 10,000 ideas in his head.

Full of enthusiasm, he quickly began his experiments.

On the other side, Sirius was talking to the child's mother.

Everyone present also saw that the two wizards in front of them were not the same group as before. Although they were a little kind, they were not much.

The one over there is even more evil.

Sirius showed kindness to the child's mother, but the other party was very resistant to him, especially when he revealed that her daughter was a wizard. The child's mother was like a cat that had guessed its tail, baring its teeth at him. , yelling at her, saying that girls are not monsters like you.

This left Sirius at a loss as to how to talk to her.

At this time, he suddenly thought of Hermione. She, who was also born in a Muggle family, might have something in common with this group of people. As for himself, he couldn't even tell the difference between a subway and a train, so don't make things difficult for him.

After the meal, the surrounding atmosphere became relatively relaxed. If they don't pursue what's happening in the square.

The starving little girl ate an adult's meal, and Sirius kept feeding her. This allowed the relationship between the two to ease slightly, but only slightly, because the girl's mother still had strong hostility towards him.

"Are you so caring?"

Not long after, Owen returned to the edge of the square.

As he sat on the steps, the people around him subconsciously moved away from him.

"Anyway, that girl won't live to be ten years old. Whether such a young Obscurial can survive this year is still a question. Why, do you still want her to go to school?"

"Then what should I do, let her die?" Sirius roared angrily, his voice filled with suppressed indignation, which was an angry rebuke at the injustice of fate.

"Let go of helping others and respect the fate of others. Even Senior Newt has no way to save Obscurus, what can you do?

Why should she tell people that her child is a wizard?

Her child would not live to be ten years old, so it would be better to live in confusion than to be entangled with the identity of a wizard. " Owen spread his hands and said lazily, "Don't add trouble to yourself. "

Owen's voice was simple and light, but it was like an earthquake in the ears of the girl's mother. She glared at Owen and Sirius angrily, and said: "You - you poisoned my daughter, didn't you, God?" ! She is so young, why do you want to hurt her, why-"

She was crying and howling, and her voice attracted the attention of other Muggles. Although they did not dare to open their mouths to rebuke Owen and Sirius, they were malicious, full of hatred, and hoped to kill them with their eyes. Everyone’s expectation.

"Look - we're in trouble again," Owen said.

Sirius was silent in response, and then said after a long while: "I'm different from you, I have a bad conscience!"

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"Yes, yes - I have no conscience, my conscience was eaten by dogs." Owen said sarcastically.

Sirius glared at him but could do nothing.

"Leave the food here, we have other things to do. I just discovered a strange magical path."

Owen stood up, a breeze blew through his silver hair, waved his hand, and walked towards the cornerstone on the right side behind him.

There it leads to a splendid building.

He walked quickly, with no intention of waiting for Sirius.

On the Central Street heading to the largest building, the ground is also like a square carved with huge runic arcs, but this time, they are no longer arranged according to the stars, but are just decorations and guides - Owen's guess.

The Central Street was not very long, and soon he came to the gate of the palace.

It was a glorious gate.

The whole body is milky white, decorated with gold, and the black feather-like carvings on the door are spectacular and beautiful, full of a sense of compassion.

Pushing open the door, there is a hall in front of you. At the end of the hall are seven stone chairs that appear to be made of silver.

The backrests of the stone chairs are connected to the ceiling. If the entire hall was carved out of the mountain, then those chairs should be carved from a complete piece of stone in the mountain.

Underfoot, the faint blue magic light still guided Owen's path.

This is what he just discovered. After sacrificing more than a dozen souls, blue magic flowed from the golden disc in the square. The magic fell on the golden ring runes on the ground, like a conductive wire, all the way spread into this palace.

Beyond the seven chairs, at the end of the magic, a brilliant model of the Earth's planetary movement appeared.

A huge model of the earth made of unknown material, with magical power outlining the terrain of the entire continent.

Owen was immediately attracted to the model.

Because on this earth with a diameter of about ten feet, magic turned into vortexes and clearly marked several locations.

He could understand with Justin's mind that that was definitely the location of the Divine Grant Tower.

Owen counted, there are seven in total in the world.

Sure enough, his guess was correct. The obelisk in the maelstrom of the strait in Sicily was the divinely ordained tower used by the gods to resist the outer gods.

There is one each in the waters near Brazil, Australia, and India in North and South America.

There is also one on the east coast of the British Isles. The location is familiar to Owen.

"Damn, isn't that where Azkaban is?"

"Could it be that Azkaban is the God-given Tower?" Owen couldn't help but think of it in his heart, but when he thought about it carefully, the situation was not quite right. Azkaban originated in the fifteenth century, so the time didn't match up!

The fortress was originally home to an unknown wizard who called himself Extis. He is extremely powerful, but his nationality is unknown. Axtis performs the most evil dark magic and takes great pleasure in seducing, torturing and killing Muggle sailors who pass through here.

He was believed to have become insane. It was only after his death that the Ministry of Magic became aware of the existence of the island and the building. Those who went to investigate were only willing to mention that the place was full of dementors and refused to say more.

After that, the Ministry of Magic and the Dementors reached an agreement - in fact, the wizards did not dare to destroy the castle. They were worried that after the castle was destroyed, the Dementors would swarm out and every wall of Azkaban would be filled with torture. and pain, and Dementors rely on these to survive.

Experts who have delved into the structure and dark magic claim that the connection between the two is so deep that anyone who attempts to destroy the structure may be subject to vengeful dementors. Therefore, the fortress was abandoned for many years and continued to support large groups of dementors. It was not until the implementation of the International Federation of Wizards' Secrecy Act that the Ministry of Magic remembered that there was such a geomantic treasure near British waters.

Eventually the Ministry of Magic converted that castle into a prison, and that's how Azkaban came to be.