A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 107 Preparation

"Avada Kedavra!"

A green flash of light cut through the silent space, as if carrying the passing shadow of a giant, and hit hard on the edge of a square and thick stone wall, blasting a large black hole in the stone wall.

"Oops, missed again." Owen moved his right wrist holding the wand, his black eyes filled with cold and rational killing intent.

He tilted his head, and strands of white mist gathered around the thick stone wall, and in a blink of an eye, the hole in the wall was repaired as before. Then, the white mist dispersed into the ground and the surrounding fog walls, making this white

The space is always calm and peaceful.

"It's really difficult to control." Owen walked slowly to the stone wall, stretched out his hand to touch the stone wall with an expressionless face, and slowly narrowed his eyes. When the Kedavn Curse is released, the wand will vibrate violently, so it is necessary to

Strong stable control ability and aiming ability, that is to say, this spell needs to be practiced, otherwise it will be difficult to hit the target.

Owen pressed his wand against the stone wall in front of him and chanted "Indestructible" several times. White beams of light merged into the stone wall one after another, causing the wall to glow slightly with fluorescence, and then returned to its original appearance.

Owen stepped back a little, adjusted his position, and continued to read in a cold voice: "Avada Kedavra!"

The green light beam once again cut through the white space and hit the middle of the stone wall hard. At this time, it failed to damage the stone wall at all. Instead, it was bounced to the other side according to the law of light reflection, tracing a sharp trajectory.

Then he smashed a wooden target, then hit the edge of the white mist space and disappeared without losing force.

The white rabbit muse, who was hiding far away, was so frightened by this that all the snacks in her mouth fell out. She shivered and retracted her head into the corner, but her butt with a furry tail was exposed.

, the tail is still twitching.

"Tsk, the curse can be rebounded, and the same goes for the Death Curse." The corners of Owen's mouth slightly raised, and his expression turned into a smile, "So, this curse is still too extreme, leaving no room for the enemy."

At the same time, once it is rebounded, it will not leave any escape route for itself."

"Okay, it seems I don't have to worry about your mental health." Owen casually took a piece of rabbit food and stuffed it into his mouth and tasted it, his pale and delicate cheeks slightly twisted.

"Especially Professor Snape, he has almost determined that Professor Quirrell's problem needs to be solved alone. For example, if he creates the illusion that Professor Quirrell has slipped out of the school and gone elsewhere, I think he will be very willing to follow it.

"When Owen said this, he pursed his lips and smiled, and stopped making any sound.

"This Sunday, Quirrell will arrange everything, and you have to go with him." Voldemort looked at the little wizard in front of him thoughtfully. He needed an insurance policy.

If his plan is to be realized, the school's professors are all uncertain factors and must all be spent. Fortunately, Owen doesn't need to worry about this, as the powerful Dark Lord and the stupid Qingluo will do a good job.

Sunday morning, Hagrid's cabin.

"Poor Muse, come here and give me a hug." He smiled and stretched out his hand, as gentle as ever.

"Professor, if you don't mind that I might become a burden." Owen showed a cheerful smile and said in a brisk tone, "After all, I promised Professor that I will do my best to help you get the Sorcerer's Stone." Just get it, you can give it.

You touch it a little longer.

After the day's class, Owen knocked on the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts office with his schoolbag on his back and asked in a clear voice: "Professor Quirrell, are you there?"

"Have you decided who you want to be loyal to, Owen?" Voldemort asked softly in a friendly tone.

"What curse?" Snape frowned.

Owen raised his hand to wipe the corners of his lips, and continued with a smile: "And, it's best to lure the other professors away before taking action. After all, after professors and the people from the Ether Society caused several big troubles, everyone has become

A frightened bird. The professors are very vigilant about any disturbance in the castle, and it is not ruled out that someone will check the situation in the restricted corridor."

Harry was also surprised at first. After hearing the sound outside the window, he immediately looked over and saw a dark humanoid shadow shrinking into the shadow of the jungle very quickly and disappearing into the dense forest.

among the trees.

"You can be more confident, Owen. With your ability, you will never be a hindrance." Voldemort's voice became soft and beautiful, with a strange charm. "Ah, you helped me get important information. What do you think I should do?"

Where’s the reward for you?”

He gently hooked his fingers, and a rope so thin that it was almost invisible was untied from his left index finger and passed through the window very quickly. Then, a crisp crackling sound sounded from the bushes outside the window.

Well, the man in front of him is not only a loser, but also a ruthless man who can even slice his own soul into pieces. Irving has nothing to say about this and stands tall.

"... Think about it, how many dogs with three heads can you meet? Just like my Lu Wei, despite his usual fierce appearance, he is actually very cute. Just play some music for him,

He fell asleep immediately..." Hagrid blurted out without thinking, and then suddenly came back to his senses, his mouth opened wide, and his expression became panicked.

Quirrell's original gloomy expression suddenly became joyful and eager, and his sunken eyes also became bright. As long as he gets the magic stone, he can live and even get unimaginable glory!

Owen was inquisitive and held a notebook, carefully recording the magical beast knowledge told by Hagrid. Harry sat far away from the stove, his cheeks were still red from the heat. The others had declined the visit early in the morning, and Harry

It seems that they couldn't be more sensible.

Owen left the Defense Against the Dark Arts office with a smile on his face. He couldn't help but laugh in his heart, and then he bumped into Professor Snape wandering nearby...

"Please come in." The voice coming from the office was slightly trembling.

"It's not difficult." Voldemort pondered for a moment and said calmly, "Quirrell has already made preparations. It's just a slight adjustment to the plan. What else do you want to say?"

Owen narrowed his eyes, and then said happily: "Professor, I found out about the way to get through the three-headed dog."

…

"Iron Armor Curse, Confusion Curse, Termination Curse..." Owen listed casually, "They are all very practical spells." Well, there is also black magic that is also very practical.

…

Owen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, finally getting the words out of you. If Hagrid didn't say it anymore, he planned to say it himself.

"You think I can't crack Dumbledore's tricks?" Voldemort asked coldly.

Owen lifted his heavy schoolbag, his eyes wandered around the messy small office, and he began to think about what he would have for dinner.

"Are you looking for Quirrell again?" Snape walked over quickly, his cloak fluttering in the wind behind him, like the wings of a bat. He stood in front of Owen and looked at him condescendingly, with a sharp look in his black eyes.

And indifferent.

Owen lowered his head slightly and said, "This is what I should do, Professor."

"Of course not." Owen bowed slightly respectfully and gracefully, and said with a perfect smile, "Then I wish you, professor, will get what you want."

"Haha, the knowledge in books does not represent the truth. If you don't verify some things, you will never know the truth." Voldemort said meaningfully. It could be seen that he didn't care about this curse at all, and even showed great disdain.

Voldemort squinted his eyes and slowly wiped the corners of his mouth with a white handkerchief, his movements elegant and faultless, like an aristocratic gentleman who had just finished a delicious meal.

"Someone is eavesdropping!" Harry jumped up, stepped over the window sill and chased after him, "He heard what you said! Lu Wei's weakness!"

"Owen, what are you thinking about?" Voldemort's voice, as light as a whisper, slowly floated into his ears.

Owen ducked through the door and waved to Quirrell, who was getting paler and thinner. He saw the other person hastily put away a glass bottle filled with silver liquid, with a trace of silver water stains on the corner of his mouth.

"...Yes, I have cultivated countless large animals, and there are many more that you have never seen before!" Hagrid was already in a state of excitement. Facing such a studious little wizard, he would even take his words seriously.

Taking notes carefully, this made Hagrid get over the professor's addiction, and he couldn't help but start talking along the lines of Owen's questions.

The office suddenly became quiet, with only the regular beating sound echoing, like the beating of the heart, adding an unpredictable power and pressure.

"Very good, you have made the right choice, and you will get the reward you deserve." Voldemort said softly, "When I truly return, I will brand you with the Dark Mark."

"Yes, Professor Quirrell has taught me several spells these days. He is really a good and serious professor." Owen said happily. He actually didn't like to lie unless necessary.

"Speak!" Voldemort ordered impatiently and couldn't help but frown. What are you doing with your smile? Tell me now.

"I see." Voldemort closed his eyes slightly and tapped his fingers on the table.

"I only need that method." Voldemort interrupted him. He didn't want to listen to a lengthy explanation. The opportunity for resurrection was right in front of him, and he couldn't wait any longer.

This was obviously very useful to the Dark Lord. Voldemort's pale fingers gently touched the corner of the table. Suddenly he thought that the little wizard in front of him was very smart and could always notice some details, so he asked slowly: "What about the next action?"

,What do you think?"

He sat on the chair with his eyes closed and tapped his fingers on the table. After a while, he opened his eyes and looked at the frightened rabbit. The fierce killing intent in his eyes had completely restrained himself.

I will always be loyal to myself. Owen muttered to himself, and then said with a deep smile: "I am willing to dedicate my loyalty to you, Professor."

"I only know that it will turn people into a half-dead, cursed life. From now on, they can only live like a walking zombie." Owen answered the standard answer in the book, and then glanced at the other party curiously.

See what changes.

Owen lowered his eyes and said slowly: "The other thing is the Sorcerer's Stone itself. If I were Dumbledore, I would definitely have to do something with the Sorcerer's Stone. Even if I didn't use fake ones, I would have to arrange some tracking or sensing magic.

curse……"

"Well, Professor, there is something at the corner of your mouth." Owen said seriously, "Are you taking unicorn blood?" He paused and said hesitantly: "That's scary.

Cursed..."

Voldemort nodded with satisfaction. Not all Death Eaters are lucky enough to get the Dark Mark. In fact, having the Dark Mark means being among the top core members of the Death Eaters. This is a great honor, and it is used as a reward for helping him resurrect.

Totally enough.

"My suggestion is, Professor, if you want to get the Philosopher's Stone, you must choose a time that Dumbledore doesn't expect, and use a method that will not make him suspicious to lure him to a place where he will not be able to come back for a while.

Places, such as places where it is impossible to apparate and use portkeys, or places that are far away."

Looking at Snape, whose eyes were deep and thoughtful, Owen's mouth twitched, Dean Xindao, you are so free.

"In the eyes of those who are weak, this curse will make a person's body become evil and dark, and he can no longer be called a human being." There was a hiss in his voice, "But that is just a change of body.

This life form just survives without any substantial damage. Only people with weak hearts will feel pain from this. When you abandon this meaningless value, you can even use this curse in turn to make yourself

Become stronger."

The corners of Owen's mouth twitched slightly, which means that as long as you stop being a human being, you can't do anything about this curse, right...

Owen put on a thoughtful look and said after a long time: "Professor, our biggest obstacle is obviously Dumbledore. You know, Dumbledore put the Sorcerer's Stone in the school just to lure the snake out of its hole. He will definitely also be interested in the Sorcerer's Stone."

I pay great attention to it. If I were Dumbledore, I would definitely place some sensing magic in the place where the Philosopher's Stone is hidden so that I can sense when someone breaks in and respond in time."

This Dark Lord is quite particular... Owen blinked.

"Professor, yesterday I learned how to raise a three-headed dog from Hagrid..." Owen said slowly and happily with a smile.

Another figure came to life from his eyes, with even more urgent ecstasy, and even took over the body in an instant, its deep and longing eyes staring closely at the little wizard with a bright smile in front of him.

"Yes, a curse...do you know what kind of curse this is?" Voldemort said softly.

Come on, it's too ugly... Owen expressed doubts about this guy's aesthetic level. No, it should be said that this inhumane guy's aesthetics has seriously exceeded the scope of human understanding.

The brainless rabbit looked around in confusion. After realizing that there was no danger, he ignored Owen's call and continued to eat the snacks that had just fallen out of his mouth as if nothing had happened.

"More importantly, there are people from the Aether Society sneaking into the school now, and they have alerted the enemy." Owen said with a solemn expression, "Harry has become suspicious of Professor Quirrell, and he has obviously told this matter.

Dumbledore. There is no doubt that even if Dumbledore didn't listen, he would have paid attention and even noticed Professor Quirrell."

"Forget about this..." Hagrid was waving his huge palms in a wide range. When he heard the movement outside the window, he instantly became frightened and strode towards the window.

Professor, you are great! He nodded seriously and cast an admiring look.

His smile remained unchanged and he touched his chest and bowed again: "My pleasure, Professor."

"Ahem, that three-headed dog will fall asleep whenever it hears music." Owen said innocently. Tsk, are you so impatient? He hasn't even said what he had prepared.

"It tastes terrible." He smacked his lips.

"If a person falls down twice in the same place, will he gain wisdom from the experience, or will he have a psychological shadow, or will he continue to be obsessed with it?" He flicked his finger, and the wand flew high in the air.

When it fell lightly, he caught it firmly in his hand, "It's quite interesting."

After chatting with Professor Snape for a few words, he said goodbye to him naturally. Snape stood silently in the corridor, staring deeply at his retreating back, his eyes narrowed.

Even though it was already a warm spring, there was still a strong fire burning in the hut, which made people feel a little stuffy.

"Come back quickly, Harry!" Hagrid also hurriedly chased after him. His big dog fangs were tied to the wooden stake outside the door and he was barking.

Owen watched with a smile as two figures, one large and one small, got into the woods and slowly pulled the thin string on his left thumb. After a rustling sound, a man in a black cloak was pulled out of the window by him.

Pulled in.

After lightly tapping the dust on it, Owen hid it in his robe, then sat by the fire and continued to read through his notes as if nothing had happened.

There was no one eavesdropping, it was just a little magic trick.

(End of chapter)