Hogwarts: Forbidden Son of the Black and White Lord

Time flies, and soon it will be the eve of Halloween.

Halloween is a very important festival in the West. It is the same for Muggles, and it is also the same for wizards. At least on the matter of celebrating the festival, the two parties have reached a rare consensus.

At Hogwarts, every year on the eve of Halloween, the school holds a Halloween party.

Waking up in the morning, the little wizards of Hogwarts smelled a sweet and tempting smell of roasted pumpkin in the corridor. After all, pumpkins are indispensable at Halloween.

The little wizards began to look forward to the Halloween party at night, and they didn't even have much thought about going to class.

The teachers obviously know this too, and they no longer teach any formal content today, but play some small games in class to pass the time.

Of course, except for Professor Snape's courses, he also specially brewed a powerful red potion to ensure that no matter who you are or how injured you are, a bottle of potion will ensure that you can participate in the evening party alive and well.

This caring service moved many senior students to tears.

After the afternoon class, Augustus came to the auditorium, but he saw Professor Quirrell and Professor Flitwick decorating the auditorium. Looking at the busy figures, Augustus couldn't help but fell into deep contemplation.

During the past two months of observation, I found more and more that the plot has not developed according to the original routine. Professor Quirrell obviously did not set up any sudden attack by giant monsters today.

Professor Quirrell has been leaving Hogwarts frequently recently, and he seems to be planning something outside. However, when he asked Dumbledore, the old bee, he told himself that he didn't know what happened, but he always knew that he was still secretly. What are you planning.

"Could you come over and help, Mr. Augustus?"

Professor Flitwick said with a smile.

Hearing someone calling him, Augustus pulled himself out of his thoughts, nodded in response to Professor Flitwick's request, and then waved his wand,

All the pumpkins were floating in the air, showing terrifying expressions as if they had been carved by invisible knives, and the faint blue flames emitted from the holes, making them look even darker and weirder.

Looking at the flaming pumpkin head floating in the sky, Augustus nodded and continued to wave the wand in his hand. The lights in the entire auditorium were all turned into a strange green.

Black vines began to spread around, and then blood-red and strange roses bloomed. Ghosts turned into flames floated in the air, turning the entire auditorium into a medieval horror castle.

"Wonderful magic, you are really a genius."

Seeing the changes around him, Professor Flitwick was so excited, he applauded desperately and said happily.

Professor Quirrell next to him, with a strange face but nodded slightly, followed Professor Flitwick and applauded for Augustus.

Augustus gave a slight salute to the two professors, then walked to the long Slytherin table and sat down, waiting for the start of the Halloween party at night.

"Wow! This year's auditorium layout is too innovative, look at those floating flaming pumpkin heads."

"No, I think those flame ghosts are the most handsome."

"What, look at the surrounding vines, and the blood-red roses, how artistic it is."

As night fell, the little wizards from the four colleges also came to the auditorium one after another. Looking at the surrounding environment, they all let out various exclamations. The boys cared about the flame ghosts, and the girls liked the blood-red roses more.

Followed by the students were the professors, who also expressed their shock at this year's auditorium layout, and expressed their appreciation to Augustus under Professor Flitwick's explanation.

Of course, Professor Snape, the crazy professor who added points, would not let go of this god-given opportunity, directly declaring loudly that because of Augustus' behavior, Slytherin College would get 20 points.

As Dumbledore was the last one to come to the auditorium, the Halloween banquet officially began. Dumbledore specially changed into a violet starry sky robe today, and his beard was also specially groomed.

With Dumbledore's announcement, the banquet officially began, and all kinds of delicacies appeared on the blank table in an instant, and the students began to feast on it without hesitation.

The atmosphere in the auditorium was very warm, and almost everyone laughed happily. After all, today was their first holiday at Hogwarts, and everyone seemed very happy.

The principal on the professor's seat was toasting to all the professors separately. Even Professor Snape specially changed into a green robe today, with gorgeous silver piping, and his new image, which had been changed, looked very handsome.

Augustus looked very indifferent. Looking at Professor Quirrell who was mingling with the professors at the teacher's seat, Augustus had already deeply understood that his appearance had completely changed the fate of the entire world.

With the last dessert, the banquet officially ended, and the students followed their prefects back to their respective colleges, but Augustus didn't follow everyone back to Slytherin, he came to the headmaster's office.

The headmaster's room was brightly lit, and the portraits also sang and danced together to celebrate the festival. When they saw Augustus coming in, they greeted Augustus one after another and wished him a happy holiday.

Dumbledore saw Augustus coming in and didn't speak but smiled at him.

Augustus walked directly to the French windows at the front of the principal's office, looking at the Hogwarts Castle standing in the night, his thoughts drifted into the distance.

Seeing Augustus coming, the portraits also left one after another, leaving enough space for the grandparents and grandchildren in front of them. The whole principal's office seemed extremely quiet, except for the crackling sound of the firewood in the brazier burning.

"I thought you were going to find your two little girlfriends. After all, today is a holiday."

Dumbledore said to Augustus.

"Come on, they are only 11 years old, what kind of girlfriend should stop making such silly and nasty jokes."

Augustus said coldly, his eyes still looking at the night outside the window.

"Do you still want to stick to your fate? By now you should find that your fate has been deflected. Do you have to stick to it? If you want to stick to it, should you also get rid of my uneasy factor?"

Augustus continued.

"When did you find out? I thought I hid it well. It seems that I am really old."

Dumbledore said helplessly.

"No, you hide very well. You almost fool everyone around you. Your acting skills are superb, but what you can never fool is your heart."

"I've always felt a sense of desolation and loneliness from you. It's as silent as a pool of stagnant water outside the window. You don't seem to fully believe what I said to you. You still believe that fate has given you Your guide, you want to train Harry Potter to be the savior, right, Father."

Augustus still looked out the window and said coldly without emotion.

He was really a little tired, tired of not having anyone around him who could completely trust him, everyone looked at him with more fear than trust, even the man who claimed to be his father looked at him with a deep feeling in his eyes fear.

"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that your fate will be changed, that you will become a monster, or that Harry Potter will not be the real savior?"

"Savior, what a ridiculous title. If you tell Harry that the price of being a savior is to see people who love you around him leave him forever, see if he is willing to be this savior."

"I said that I want to change this magical world. I don't like its conservative, decadent and inflexible. I want to change the fate of everyone, including yours of course."

Augustus said, continuing to look out the window into the night.

When I came to this world, I opened my eyes and found myself in an unknown abandoned factory building. I thought I was just an abandoned wretch.

But I soon discovered that I was different from others. I seemed to be a mutant with mysterious powers in my heart. I thought it was just that God pityed me for being too pitiful in my previous life and gave me another chance.

Then a year later, the white-bearded old man found you, you said you were his son, and you told yourself that you came to the world of Harry Potter.

After entering the magic world, I gradually returned from the original excitement to mediocrity, especially under the encouragement of that fat man, I released the strongest magic I had, and the strong sense of power control made Augustus feel subtle The change.

He wanted to change the wizarding world, the sad fate of those he had known, especially this poor old man who called himself his father.

I disguised myself as a good student (that is, a good student), and cared for the school every day to solve various problems and add points to my college. It can be said that I did my best and worked hard.

But soon I found that my father didn't seem to want things to deviate from the track he had mastered, and he still used various means to guide Harry Potter to the fate he had set.

To put it bluntly, he doesn't believe that he can change all of this, he still wants to contribute the last bit of his life to what he thinks is an inevitable destiny.

So Augustus was angry. Didn't he agree to accompany him to grow up? Didn't he agree to believe that he is the greatest miracle, so why should he succumb to fate?

"I'm sorry, but you still can't believe in the greatness of fate. I have fought against my child, but I have lost too many, friendship, family, and even love. I still can't believe it. I believe that I can change my destiny."

After a long silence, Dumbledore said to Augustus with difficulty, his tone full of vicissitudes and sadness.

"Then don't believe it, don't participate in that bullshit fate, just watch, how about being a spectator, watching what you once said yourself, I am the greatest magical miracle, watching whether this magical miracle can defeat fate, See if this is magic blooming above fate, or fate has driven magic into the soil, so just be a spectator."

After speaking, Augustus walked towards the door of the principal's office, and suddenly found snowflakes outside the window from the corner of his eye.

Augustus stopped and performed a magic trick, and the snowflakes outside the window drifted into the room through the gap of the window, turning into a shining sphere.

"This is my Halloween gift to you, Happy Halloween, Dad, this is the magic I created after imitating Boggarts, as long as you input magic power into it, it will turn into the thing you most want to see. "

Said Augustus directly left the principal's office.

Dumbledore looked at this shiny sphere made of snowflakes, and with a tap of his wand, the snowflakes immediately began to change.

In the end, it turned into a magnificent midsummer scene. In the picture made of snowflakes, two handsome teenagers were lying there on the midsummer lawn, their hands clasped tightly together.

"Will he really change the whole world as you said? Gellert."

Looking at the picture in front of him, Dumbledore said slowly, and in the end he could only stare at the picture and fall into deep thought.