I, Hogwarts Second Week

Chapter 408 We just went to see——Death!

"What happened to Voldemort? What are you afraid of - this is a trance, and we are all spiritual beings. Come on, can you try to cast a spell?" Owen rolled his eyes at Harry.

After Owen's reminder, the guy finally realized that something extremely important was missing from his body.

magic.

"Have you finally realized it?" On the other side, senior Tom, who was about in his early twenties, suddenly showed a cruel smile.

He walked step by step, finally walking out of the light and shadow, and came to the dark corner of the corridor.

He didn't seem to be in a hurry, just looking at Owen and Harry calmly.

"Here, you are just ordinary Muggles." He said, "No matter what you want to do, it is impossible."

Harry was shocked and his face turned pale, but he did not flinch at this time, but clenched his fists.

Even if he can't cast spells, doesn't he still have this?

Are you still asking him to kneel down in front of his enemies and beg for mercy?

"We can't cast spells, can you?" Owen didn't care. He still maintained a relaxed expression and did not become nervous at all because of the increasingly dangerous eyes of the young Voldemort in front of him.

"Humph——" Senior Tom sneered and did not answer Owen's question.

In fact, he really couldn't cast spells.

A Horcrux is just attached to a ray of soul and does not possess any magical power. Only after it completely occupies a wizard's body will it regain the ability to cast spells.

Now he can appear here only because this is a blurry illusion. If it were elsewhere, the soul in the Horcrux would naturally not be able to escape casually.

"Owen—" Harry whispered, which undoubtedly made him feel more relaxed when he heard that the person in front of him couldn't cast a spell.

"But how are we going to find the Horcruxes?"

"It's so big here!"

Owen glanced at Harry.

This is also the reason why Tom is so confident.

This castle is so big, it's so easy to hide something.

It is not an exaggeration to say that they are looking for a needle in a haystack.

But - Owen was not worried. On the contrary, he tried to continue talking to Tom in a relaxed tone.

"You should be in the third grade. Tom, who just repaired his soul and returned to the state he was in before, split into a new Horcrux."

The other party looked at him and smiled noncommittally.

Owen nodded and continued to approach him, "The trance will transform the scenery based on what a person's mind is thinking and the most important scenes in his life."

He pointed around, "Hogwarts—maybe you don't even realize how important this castle is to you.

Otherwise, after opening the Chamber of Secrets for the first time and killing Myrtle, you won't need to blame Hagrid. Because you're afraid the school will close because of Myrtle's death. "

Owen raised his hand, interrupting the defense or ridicule that Tom might be about to say, "Maybe you want to say that you just don't want to go back to the orphanage and hang out with those stupid Muggles."

"But this further proves the importance of the castle to you."

"Actually -" Owen was already close to Tom, staring at him with bright green eyes, "I am very disgusted with what Dumbledore said. Tom Riddle fell in love step by step because he didn't understand love." Dark rhetoric.

He was busy fighting against Grindelwald at that time, and paid too little attention to you, and was more defensive about you. The old headmaster only really started to study you after the first Wizarding War. "

"Haha - what do you want when you tell me this?" Tom showed a cruel smile. Perhaps because of the repair of the soul, this Horcrux is more rational than the previous ones, unlike other Horcruxes. It's like a madman lives there.

"Prove that you know me well?"

"No -" Owen was already in front of him at this time.

The two stood opposite each other.

From the outside, he is a head shorter than Senior Tom.

After all, Senior Tom is 6.3 feet (191cm) tall.

Fifteen-year-old Owen is naturally far behind.

However, this does not affect the momentum between the two.

Although Senior Tom has always acted confident, in fact Irving is the one who has a firm grasp on the world situation.

"You have been so far away from the shore in your life that when you call for help, it feels like you are being haunted." Owen said calmly. “Some people see fear, some people see opportunity, some people see clowns.”

"No one ever saw it - it was actually a distress signal."

"Distress signal?" Tom smiled coldly, "What are you talking about? Are you out of your mind?"

"It's a little emotional," Owen said.

Whether it was the Death Eater experience forced upon him by Merlin or the world far beyond this world, in that past world, his life experiences were very similar to Tom's.

Maybe it's because he has been so severely influenced by the external gods recently that he no longer looks like him.

In short, after seeing this castle, he unconsciously wanted to say something.

Of course, you can also think of this as his trying to pry open the heart-wrenching words from the senior Tom in front of him.

The Horcrux in front of me was different from the past.

It was created after Voldemort came into contact with the Outer Gods.

Although Owen cannot now deduce that the alien gods who cooperated with Voldemort are part of the gods in the Italian God's Grant Tower, or parts of other places, or that he really has the ability to tear apart Merlin's Sea of ​​Stars to communicate with the real alien gods.

In short, Voldemort today must have gained more knowledge and power than before.

As the saying goes, know yourself and your enemy, and this Horcrux in front of you may be the perfect breakthrough.

However, it is obvious that just one word can make the enemy surrender. Someone has demonstrated it more than a thousand years ago, and the result is self-evident.

Forget it - let's leave the trouble to Dumbledore.

Owen rubbed his head.

His clear eyes fell on Senior Tom's flat chest - Oh! When he looked straight, he could only see this place

"It might hurt." He suddenly said for no reason.

"But does the soul also feel pain?"

Shaked his head.

The next moment, he was moving at lightning speed, with his palm like a gun.

It went straight through Senior Tom's heart.

"Are you an idiot? This is just a spirit body." Seeing this, Senior Tom was stunned for a moment, and then immediately burst out into a maniacal mocking laugh.

"I know-" Owen responded lazily.

The emerald green eyes turned strangely, and a ghostly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Senior Tom's face suddenly stiffened.

Because he felt an extremely familiar and powerful magic flow into his body.

It was as hot as lava and was about to burn his body.

Wait - he knows what this power is - this is the ancient magic that the man was talking about!

what happened?

How could the person in front of me possess ancient magic?

Isn't the heir to ancient magic that Gryffindor Mudblood girl?

Could it be?

At this moment - Senior Tom's pupils tightened, he sensed the deception!

It was impossible for him to believe that the teenage wizard in front of him could have such intelligence and deceive him - the person behind all this could only be - Dumbledore! ! !

Damn it!

Damn it! ! !

Suddenly, a look of great resentment appeared on Senior Tom's face, distorting his handsome face.

"Who are you?"

"Who the hell are you!!!" He roared crazily.

The biggest enemy of the illusion is the heir to the ancient magic. He knows that his secret may not be buried anymore.

But he was unwilling to give in - how could the majestic Dark Lord be defeated by an unknown brat!

"Me?" Owen used his other hand to lift his silver hair from his forehead.

It's so annoying that he doesn't have a magic spell to hold his hair in place.

But he didn't show any impatience on his face.

Instead, he wore a pretending to be profound expression.

He stretched out Senior Tom's hand, and a bright silver light appeared on his palm like a gorgeous star.

"I'm Owen Sanchez!"

"God of Death!!!"

Owen smiled coldly, and then slammed the gorgeous star in his hand into the wall nearby.

Then - a horrific scene occurred.

It's like a black hole suddenly appeared!

Inside the black hole are twinkling stars.

A void of gravity instantly began to erode everything around him.

Including senior Tom in front of him.

The virtual image of this Horcrux is like the ripples caused by leaves falling into a black lake.

After just a few seconds, the ripples disappeared.

And he also disappeared.

Then, the surrounding stone bricks, wood, trees and even the ground began to develop terrifying cracks bit by bit.

The rift grew larger and larger and eventually became unstoppable.

The world is falling apart.

Harry finally realized this.

He screamed in horror: "Owen!"

Then he ran over and grabbed his arm.

It seemed that he wanted to take him away.

"What are you doing?" Owen rolled his eyes at the panicked Harry.

"I" was interrupted by Owen, and he realized that he was already standing on the empty stars, but he had not sunk into the stars like the ruins of the castle.

"Huh? Are you okay?"

"Nonsense! Of course it's okay! Can I still die with little Voldemort?" Owen said angrily.

The guy in front of me - he has a bit of conscience, but is very stupid.

Assuming that he didn't turn around and run away at the critical moment, my brother wouldn't laugh at him.

"Oh!" Harry smiled awkwardly and touched his head, "I thought -"

"Did you think you were going to start another great adventure?" Owen sneered, "You haven't finished this game yet."

"Are you so anxious that you start thinking about the next one?"

"Look at that -" He stretched out his hand and pointed at the boundless starry sky beneath his feet.

Somehow, although at first glance, the stars seem to have no order of arrangement, as soon as you concentrate, the positions of the stars seem to suddenly change - in fact, they clearly have not changed.

But in your eyes, there seems to be a bridge made of brilliant stars.

Along the deep star road, it seems endless and has no end.

"Wherever you go, you can be reincarnated directly." Owen said calmly.

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"What's at the end of that road?" Harry suddenly became curious.

"Well - you will meet Anubis. He will take out your heart and lungs and put your heart on the scale. If the weight of the heart exceeds the feather of truth, you will go to hell. If it is lighter than it, you will go to heaven. If it is equal, it will remain in the underworld.”

"Then me." Harry hesitated, he was not sure - at the Dursley's house, he did many bad things, which was considered a small revenge against his cousin.

"I stole Dudley's chocolates, and I cut his pants to pieces. When I was eight years old, I deliberately broke the window of Uncle Vernon's car, and then blamed it on a kid from another neighborhood because he had Bullying me with Dudley. Me"

"Stop, stop, stop - you're not dead yet! No need to confess to me!" Owen slapped Harry on the back of the head, "Also, you are a wizard, and a British wizard. Seeing Merlin is better than seeing Anu. Bisi is more likely, you believe this, then why don’t you believe that I am actually the reincarnation of your grandfather, and when you go back, remember to hand over all the Potter family’s property!”

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Owen slapped Harry and brought him to his senses.

He suddenly woke up.

His soul was separated from the vision of death at his feet.

Then - the embarrassment began to hit his brain, making him restless and wanting to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. Forget it, the crack in the ground he was in now was reincarnation.

Harry was speechless.

Owen on the side kept snickering.

Then he said in a comforting tone: "With your name as the savior, there is nothing wrong with it - even if you can't save the death, you will be asked to be his deputy."

"You did the best you could."

"You're much better than me." Harry said, turning his head to relieve his embarrassment.

"So!" Owen said cheerfully, "You serve as the deputy of the God of Death. When my brother goes down and kills the God of Death, then you can work for him!"

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Harry wanted to say confidently that he was not allowed to work while working, but people were under the roof. This damn place made him uneasy, so he forgot about it.

"Okay." He said.

Hearing this, Owen nodded with satisfaction.

——

And during the free time the two of them were chatting.

The entire illusion has completely collapsed.

"We will go back after the illusion is broken. And - no matter where the Horcrux is hidden, it will definitely appear if the entire illusion collapses."

"Is that why you have always been confident?" Harry showed his original expression.

"Of course - I've always been so steady." Someone raised his head proudly, and the broken hair on his forehead suddenly blocked his eyes, which forced him to raise his head higher to keep his hair as much as possible. It hangs down to the sides, which makes him look a bit domineering.

"Steady." Harry's cheek twitched slightly.

You don’t fit in with this word at all!

However, he did not refute again, but looked around quietly.

The castle collapsed bit by bit, like broken building blocks.

The corridors, classrooms, and lounges he was familiar with all collapsed into nothingness in this apocalyptic catastrophe.

He felt slightly uncomfortable - as if the most precious thing was disappearing.

If Owen is right.

Everyone's dreamy fantasy is transformed from the most important scene in their lifetime.

So for him, maybe his fantasy will also be a castle.

Maybe that was why Harry felt so uncomfortable.

On the other side, there are fewer and fewer buildings around.

There are only a few ruins here and there.

The surrounding sky is full of stars, with only a few bricks and stones left.

While waiting for the last bit of the castle in Tom's memory to disappear, a silver stake-like thing suddenly appeared - this was the same thing Owen had seen used by the goblins to make sacrifices, and the one used by the priest. The stakes are almost identical, the only difference may be size.

The one in front of me is only the size of a palm.

Owen activated ancient magic to bind him.

"Sure enough -" he said secretly, this should be called a staff - a magic weapon used by ancient wizards and warlocks.

It was exactly the same as what he had seen before, even the statue at the top was similar.

It's a pity that it is too small. If it were a little bigger, someone would find that the statue looks like him.

"Is this Voldemort's Horcrux?" Harry stared at the staff in Owen's hand.

"Yes." He nodded.

Then it was announced that this adventure was over.

A bright light suddenly appeared in the starry sky.

The light was so bright that he and Harry were blinded before they even had time to close their eyes.

Suddenly - Owen seemed to hear someone calling him.

It was a girl—the voice was familiar.

But just when he was about to listen carefully, a strong feeling of fullness suddenly filled his body.

Then he opened his eyes.

Owen found himself collapsed on the stone steps of the archway, surrounded by a large group of people, including Dumbledore, Barty Crouch, and a large number of senior Ministry officials.

And his sobriety seemed to be a signal, and suddenly everyone's eyes were fixed on him.

"Owen?" Dumbledore immediately stopped entangled with the Ministry of Magic and walked over quickly.

"It's okay!" Owen immediately raised his arm to indicate that he was okay. When he raised his arm, he noticed that he was holding a silver staff in his left hand.

It's the one in the trance.

"Bring it out." He left no trace - Dumbledore just reached out to help him, and just like that, Owen quietly stuffed the staff into the sleeve of the old principal.

There was a clear pause in Dumbledore's expression.

But it just returned to normal in an instant.

There is no way. There are too many spies of Voldemort in the Ministry of Magic now. There are trustworthy wizards in the whole base of the 25th Gen. But who knows, there are no 25th Geniuses in the crowd gathered here. If Owen puts that thing If it is taken out openly, it is very likely that it will immediately reach Voldemort's ears.

But now, to outsiders, he and Harry just fainted after touching the curtain.

Most of the wizards present just now are Kingsley and his men. They are trustworthy wizards and they will not talk nonsense.

"Are you okay? Harry?" the old principal asked Harry next to Owen again.

"It's okay." Harry stood up with energy. He did nothing this time and was very relaxed.

"Dumbledore!" Behind them, Barty Crouch stared at them angrily. He looked furious and his face turned red. "You asked two little wizards to come here, and"

Owen guessed that he wanted to say that the coma between himself and Harry was caused by the principal, but Dumbledore did not give him this chance. He interrupted Crouch and said, "Wait until the two of them get back." After Gwartz, we’ll have a good talk.”

He used a tone of notification, with no intention of discussing.

He turned around and left with Harry and Owen.

Behind him, Crouch was shaking with anger.

He was thoroughly irritated by Dumbledore's domineering attitude.

His reason was swallowed up bit by bit by anger, but from beginning to end, he never spoke to stop him.

At this moment, Crouch is more like a snake in a dark corner, quietly waiting for a fatal blow.

On the other side, the three of them left the Ministry of Magic. Owen retrieved his wand and package, while Harry retrieved his wand.

In the hall, the professor apparated and took the two of them back to the castle.

In the principal's office.

The dark water in the pensieve sparkled with light.

The scene inside was exactly what he and Harry had just experienced.

Dumbledore watched their journey from a third-person perspective.

Especially the conversation between Owen and Tom.

The professor was even more moved.

He sat in silence on the chair next to his desk as if he had drained all his energy.

And when he and Harry finally talked about death, he smiled.

But this made Harry even more embarrassed.

It's already embarrassing to be embarrassed once, but to have to replay his embarrassing thing again in front of him is simply heart-wrenching.

Owen had secretly taken out his photo pocket watch to save this precious picture.

Waiting for Harry Potter's wedding - the baby's full moon.

In short, every important node in life was used to mock him severely.

Ha ha.

Finally, all the images in the pensieve returned to the water. It became calm again.

Dumbledore took out the staff from his arms. Pick it up carefully.

It took him a while to let go.

"Oh! You can go. I don't care about lunch here." Dumbledore said with a smile.

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Both of them stared at the old naughty boy quite speechlessly.

Why didn't you speak up earlier?

And—is it already noon?

Owen held his stomach and felt the contents inside - hmm - it's indeed noon, it's time to eat! ! !

Afterwards, the two of them fled the principal's office without stopping and rushed to the dining hall.

When they arrived at the auditorium, they saw a large number of young wizards meeting in twos and threes to go to Hogsmeade Station together.

The Hogwarts Express has arrived.

It should be leaving in a few minutes.

Oh - at this moment, Owen and Harry remembered that Dumbledore said he was going to close the school - because Harry's dream made him cautious.

Obviously, Professor Dumbledore had no intention of taking back this order.

After all, as a principal, you can't go back on your word.

And it's not a bad thing for the little wizards to come home.

But what makes Owen and Harry uncomfortable is that the lunch service time is over! ! !

Knock - because of the Hogwarts Express, dinner started an hour earlier than usual today, and now - the elves must have even cleaned the pots!

"Owen, Harry!"

At this moment, Hermione's voice suddenly came from the crowd.

She came running from the spiral staircase.

Wearing a simple dark green thick coat, a white sweater with embroidered patterns, a gray scarf and a fur hat, black trousers and a pair of brown travel boots.

"Where have you been?" She walked through the crowd and came to the two of them.

"Nowhere." Harry didn't know how to explain.

Irving was much more direct. He opened his mouth and said, "We just went to see - death!"