A broken Hogwarts
Chapter 140 Halloween Eve
Chapter 140 Halloween
"This is such a waste of time, Owen." Tom wrote in beautiful handwriting, "If you can find me a little wizard, I can teach you the spell right away..."
"You want me to do something to my classmates?" Owen raised his eyebrows and replied in the same beautiful font.
"So what? You can find a Mudblood to clean up this school that they have made so messy." Tom's reply was nonchalant.
"Isn't that good, Tom."
"What's wrong? Owen, we are ferocious beasts, but we have to restrain our fangs and claws and stay among the weak and miserable sheep. But ferocious beasts will never turn into sheep. Occasionally, we will tear off the disguise and steal a few.
Isn't it normal to have a lamb?" Tom asked, "It's just our nature, isn't it?"
"I admit that I have such a nature, and some terrible thoughts often emerge in my heart." Owen looked at the increasingly dark jungle with an expressionless face, "But the most essential difference between humans and animals is not that humans can control themselves.
His nature? Those controlled by desires and instincts are just miserable beasts."
"We are who we are, and we don't need to be bound by human beings' narrow vision and vulgar ideas, Owen." Tom's handwriting appeared smoothly but coldly on the yellowed page one by one, "Why bother to suppress yourself?
What? Or are you still hiding a shameful weakness in your heart, thinking that you can still turn back? "
Owen lowered his eyes and looked at his pale and slender hands, as well as the faint cyan veins under his skin, and said with a calm expression: "I can't look back, and I won't look back."
"I really saw you right, Owen, we are the same kind." Tom wrote, "Look, you are clearly facing the shadow of Hai Erbo, but you have never been too anxious to find him, but let him go to a certain extent.
He grows and develops unscrupulously...you can clearly take more proactive and effective measures to catch him."
"I knew at that time that your restless heart was actually longing for a change that would make things exciting, wasn't it? You have been longing to get rid of this boring status quo, but you have to be careful, don't because
Your laissez-faire has made things irreversible." He advised with a soft touch, "You can put this energy on other things, such as stealing a lamb..."
Looking at the writings that appeared line by line in the diary, Owen was a little distracted. After being reminded by Tom, he came to his senses. Perhaps he had been reluctant to get involved in the crown matter, not entirely because it had nothing to do with him.
But you are secretly looking forward to new fun?
Thinking of last year's grand but no-audience final performance, the joy and satisfaction of freely controlling the fate of the characters on a carefully constructed stage, Owen felt his heart beat slightly faster.
"Yes, I am pursuing gorgeous and grand performances, giving people wild surprises or terrifying fears. This has always been my wish and has never changed!" Owen murmured to himself,
His eyes became brighter and brighter, and the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually widened.
"You are right, Tom, I am indeed pursuing something that will make me feel excited and happy." He narrowed his eyes contentedly and wrote, "Thank you for reminding me, I almost lost my mind these days. However,
Forget about letting me get you a lamb right under the shepherd's nose."
"If you really want to be targeted by Dumbledore, I wouldn't mind wearing a bow on you and giving it to him as a Christmas gift." Owen joked.
"You are just too cautious, Owen. Dumbledore is actually not that scary." Tom replied nonchalantly, "But if you insist..."
Owen shook his head slightly. The memory of Tom in the diary was at the age of sixteen, and he did have the aura of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. And the Voldemort in the crown has experienced more experience and growth, and has achieved extraordinary achievements in the field of magic.
As he became more successful, he became more aware of Dumbledore's terror, and as he became more powerful, he hid himself tightly.
"Speaking of which, Tom, don't you think it's boring to bully the weak? It's really more fun to have fun with the villain." Owen jokingly wrote, "It's decided, let's go punish the villain and eliminate the evil together!"
"?" Tom slowly typed a question mark, and after a long time he said, "It's up to you." There was a hint of speechlessness and arrogance between the lines.
After wandering around the Forbidden Forest for a while and hunting an Acromantula again, Owen took his diary and walked out of the Forbidden Forest, while continuing to communicate with Tom.
"Tom, if you absorbed enough life force, wouldn't you forcibly control my body?" Owen asked bluntly with a playful look on his face.
"I can't control you, Owen. Your dark guard is enough to backfire on me and even destroy me." Tom said patiently, "And I've already told you that controlling other people's bodies is by no means the best choice. I would rather condense
Create a temporary body that is neither real nor fake, and act with my original appearance."
"It is very uncomfortable for both parties to put a soul into a body that does not belong to him, and it is very difficult and very expensive for a soul to control other people's bodies. To me, that is wanton
Consuming the vitality that I have finally accumulated is not worth the gain." He wrote, "Although your physical condition is special, it will not be better than the body I condensed myself."
"Then...if you absorbed enough life force and restored all your memories, wouldn't you become very powerful?" Owen asked thoughtfully.
"First of all, I don't know how strong my body is." Tom replied calmly, "Secondly, the strength of the Horcrux is actually limited by the strength of the body when it was created. In other words, no matter how much I absorb,
In terms of vitality, at most I can only reach the level of magic that I had when I was sixteen years old. Even if I can recall some profound magic knowledge, I may not be able to use it."
"That's right...so how much memory have you recovered?" Owen tapped his lips with his fingertips.
"It hasn't started to recover yet," Tom said shortly.
"Oh." Owen didn't express his belief or disbelief.
The surrounding trees gradually became sparse, and we were almost at the edge of the Forbidden Forest. As the sun gradually set, the forest became darker and colder, and the branches that extended wantonly were like ghost hands with teeth and claws, adding a touch of eeriness to the place.
atmosphere.
There was a faint sound coming from the other side of the tree trunks and bushes, including the click of animals trampling branches and leaves on the ground, and a small voice like chanting, which sounded like a girl's voice.
Owen stuffed his diary into his pocket, walked through the bushes ahead, and saw a little girl stroking the head of a tall Thestral in a somewhat sleepy forest glade, murmuring softly.
Don't understand the words.
"What are you talking about?" Owen asked curiously, his clear and calm voice spreading faintly in the forest.
Luna Lovegood turned her head to look at him, then looked back and said in an ethereal voice: "I'm talking to it." She still looked the same, wearing a black school robe and a necklace hanging around her neck.
A bunch of bright red fruits, with messy golden hair, and a few dead leaves hanging on them.
Owen glanced at Thestrals' pale eyes and said softly: "Thestrals have always lived deep in the Forbidden Forest and rarely appear on the edge. It seems that this guy was attracted by the death aura brought by the gathering of ghosts.
ah."
He tilted his head and looked at Luna, and suddenly asked: "What does 'black' mean?" He recalled that when the two met for the first time in the carriage, Luna stared at him and said "black."
Luna turned her head again and stared at him unblinkingly with her pale eyes, as if she wanted to spot him out of a flower. After a long time, she said in an erratic tone: "You gave it to me.
It feels black, like the night sky without stars and moon, or like a black lake at night."
"What does that mean?" Owen asked with interest.
"I don't know, but it's not good." Luna said in a dreamy voice, holding Thestral's dragon-like head with both hands, "Generally when I meet such a person, I will stay away."
"You hate me?" Owen blinked.
"Not really." Luna thought seriously, then shook her head, the dead leaves above her head swaying, "But if you get too close, you will get hurt."
"Ah, this is the first time I have been ostracized by others. Maybe you don't know, but I have always been popular with others because I am very good at using my charm to...confuse people." Owen said playfully, with a bit of mischief on his face.
Smile, "Can you give me a chance to tempt you to change your mind?"
He didn't know why, but when facing this little girl, he always felt relaxed and willing to show a part of his truer self. Of course, what followed was a lot of bad fun.
"Okay." Luna looked at him curiously with misty eyes.
"Well, can I invite you to a party of ghosts?" Owen thought for a while and asked with a smile.
"I wish I could." Luna's eyes lit up, showing an expression of interest.
"Very good, let me think about it..." Owen held his chin and thought for a moment, then clapped his hands and said, "Yes!"
He asked the little girl to wait here for a moment, and then quickly walked out of the Forbidden Forest. Outside Hagrid's hut, he saw several large pumpkins as big as a flower shed. He waved his wand and used the levitating spell to shake one of the round pumpkins.
He held it dangling in the air, and then took it back to the edge of the Forbidden Forest.
"Transform quickly." Owen said the transformation spell to the big pumpkin.
Exquisite and graceful patterns and hangings slowly appeared on the outside of the pumpkin. Beautiful small doors and windows appeared on the sides, and four golden wheels grew from the bottom. The inside of the pumpkin also became empty, with hanging decorations on all sides.
Beautiful curtains, two soft seats facing each other grew out, and a beautiful small round table with bright orange candles burning on it.
Owen conjured two more reins outside, put them on the Thestral, and then admired his work. Well, it looked pretty good.
"Please, girls have to go to the party in a carriage, right?" He gracefully bowed to Luna who was standing by, caressing her chest, and then reached out and opened the door of the pumpkin carriage.
Luna tilted her head and looked at him for a while, then climbed in without any grace. Owen closed the door with a smile, sat in the front of the carriage, threw a piece of dried meat to the Thestral, and then shook the reins in his hand.
.
Yeqi meekly turned her head and looked at him with white eyes, took the dried meat that Owen threw in her mouth, chewed it, and flapped her broad bat-like wings, pulling the carriage and flying up into the dark blue sky.
Owen led the Thestral to circle around the edge of the Forbidden Forest, then flew past Hagrid's hut, across the grounds, and flew around the castle several times. The ancient castle was illuminated red by the setting sun, looking magical and gentle.
, some young wizards saw this scene, and slight exclamations came from a distance.
The howling wind blew past her ears, blowing Owen's black hair messily and dancing, and his robes rustled in the wind. Luna opened the curtains in the carriage and looked at the outside scenery, and the wind stirred her long golden hair.
She looked even more messy. Her eyes were wide open, like a little girl who was curious about everything when she walked out of the house for the first time, and a bright smile gradually appeared on her face.
Owen then controlled the carriage to fly over the water of the Black Lake, and then rose into the sky again, flying back to the edge of the Forbidden Forest. The Yeqi pulled the carriage and landed lightly on the ground, then turned around and licked the back of Owen's hand.
.
"Aren't you going to the party?" Luna poked her head out of the car window.
"Oh, I just remembered that the party hasn't started yet." Owen spread his hands pretending to be regretful, then asked with a smile, "How do you feel?"
"An interesting experience made me want to drink pumpkin porridge." Luna seemed to be in a good mood, with a pure smile on her lips, "And... the temptation was successful. Can we be friends?"
"Aren't you afraid of getting hurt?" Owen patted the outer wall of the pumpkin carriage.
"If we were friends, we wouldn't be hurt." Luna's shallow silver eyes widened, and she said with determination and trust.
Owen put his hand on his lips and smiled, feeling as if he was kidnapping a simple child. He smelled the pumpkin fragrance floating in the air and said, "I want to eat pumpkin pudding."
Taking advantage of the fact that there was still some time before the party started, Owen caught two wild fragrant chickens in the Forbidden Forest and roasted them on the fire until they were sizzling with oil. Mao Brush jumped up skillfully and applied condiments to the roasted chickens.
The roasted chicken cooperated by raising its wings and turning it over from time to time so that it could be coated more evenly. Owen skillfully cut two large pieces from the large pumpkin next to it and roasted them to serve as a plate.
Amid the rich aroma of pumpkin and barbecue, the two sat by the campfire and ate roasted chicken. With Owen's special condiments, the already delicious roasted chicken was so delicious that you couldn't stop eating it.
It wasn't until the sun completely set over the mountain and the silver moon shed its clear moonlight that they finished their dinner and rushed towards the castle.
"What kind of clothes do you like? I can help you transform." Owen asked casually on the way.
By the time the two arrived in front of the castle gate, Luna had transformed into a shiny girl - wearing a golden pointed hat with big bat wings on her head, and the necklaces around her neck were replaced by orange ones.
The small yellow pumpkin and the red fruit necklace she originally wore were hung on her ears. A silvery glittering robe covered with sequins shone in the light, and she wore a thick furry coat of the same style.
Owen held his forehead and sighed, but it was hard to take back what he said. In order to suit the occasion, he had to transform his robe into a white slim-fitting style. The gold edges on the edges reflected the metallic luster, and there was a hanging of the same color on his shoulders.
The small cloak fluttered lightly in the breeze.
They headed towards the underground classroom, passed through the gloomy corridors, and were guided by the blue candlelight to the classroom where the death anniversary party was held. The harsh music that the ghosts liked came into their ears, like a thousand
The sound of fingernails scraping against the blackboard was heartbreaking.
Harry and the others were already waiting here, lingering outside the door, as if it was difficult to muster the courage to go in. Hermione was wearing a thick cloak, but she was still shivering from the cold, and Neville was leaning against the wall tremblingly.
On the edge, with a pale face, he watched the silver-white ghosts flying in front of his eyes. From time to time, a certain ghost would playfully scare him, such as its head emerging from his chest.
Harry was breathing into his hands, and the breath he exhaled condensed into white vapor. He looked at Owen who had just come over angrily, and said resentfully: "It's really hard for you to remember that there is a death anniversary today.
At the party, I thought you let us go..."
"Sorry, I'm late." Owen said apologetically, "This is Luna." Then he introduced Luna: "This is Harry and Hermione, oh, you know Neville."
Several people got to know each other. Hermione glanced at Luna, who was dressed strangely and conspicuously, frowned slightly, and just nodded politely.
Nick, who was almost headless, was draped in a black velvet curtain and stood at the door with an infinitely sad expression. When he saw Owen, his eyes lit up and he came over with a smile.
"Happy death anniversary, Sir Nicholas." Owen said gracefully, "They were my friends."
"Ah, welcome, welcome!" Nick took off his hat and bowed gracefully, "It's such an honor to have you join us."
A group of people entered the underground classroom, where hundreds of translucent ghosts had gathered together, and new ghosts were constantly joining in. Since the ghost carnival night last year, ghosts from all over the world came to visit and play every day, and some
New ghosts moved in, and Hogwarts truly became a communication center for ghosts across the country, making the indigenous ghosts here excited and proud.
Because of this, Owen, who had contributed to this incident, had a high reputation among the ghosts, and was very popular. For example, every time Moaning Myrtle met Owen, she would shyly invite him to use her.
flush toilet.
"It's really an unforgettable scene, isn't it?" Owen said with a charming smile on his lips, watching a group of ghosts dancing a cheerful waltz amidst the noise.
"It's breathtakingly beautiful, like the opposite of the human world." Luna sighed in a hollow voice, "Dad will envy me."
Harry and the three of them tightened their robes and twitched the corners of their mouths, expressing reservations about this.
After they separated for a while, Owen said hello to some familiar ghosts and met Ms. Gray, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. This female ghost from Ravenclaw became good friends with Ms. Elizabeth and would go to the Nightmare Forest to live from time to time.
Over a period of time, the frequency of appearances at Hogwarts has decreased a lot.
She was still standing outside the crowd as usual, with an indifferent expression on her face. She was wearing a luxurious and elegant dress that slid to the floor. Her beautiful face was calm and indifferent, which was incompatible with the excitement around her.
"Good evening, Helena. How is Ms. Elizabeth?" Owen stood next to her.
"It's still the same." Ms. Gray looked at him with cold and distant eyes, her expression softened a little, "Has your trouble been solved?"
"It has been solved a long time ago." Owen said leisurely.
The two chatted for a while, and the atmosphere was harmonious. Ms. Gray even put her hands on Owen's ears with a calm expression as she did last time, and helped him listen to the beautiful music played by the Ghost Band on the saw - which to the ears of living people is just...
It was a harsh scratching sound, but it was beautiful music to the ears of the ghosts.
Owen saw Harry, Hermione and Neville huddled shivering in a corner, warming themselves around the blue bellflower-like flame that Hermione had conjured. Luna had already entered the dance floor, dancing with a ghost.
Her cheerful dance showed that she was not very good at dancing, and her exaggerated and casual dance steps looked like a child learning to dance, but she danced very happily.
"Want to dance together, beautiful lady?" Owen looked at Ms. Gray and smiled.
"I don't like dancing." Ms. Gray closed her eyes and turned her head away haughtily.
Until the end of the band's performance, the headless hunters performed a wonderful performance amidst the sound of hunting horns, causing the ghosts to applaud loudly.
"I don't like dancing very much, but I want to except with the ghosts. Because I don't have to worry about stepping on their feet." Luna left the dance floor at some point, "Good evening, Ms. Grey."
Ms. Gray nodded reservedly. She always seemed kinder to the students of her college.
After the performance of the Headless Hunters, Sir Stuart covered his face with his sleeves and floated over to wave to Owen. Since the last party, this Sir who is very famous among ghosts has begun to like to come to Huo Huo.
Gwartz went on a trip, and he didn't forget to come over to join in the fun tonight.
"Is it time yet? I understand." Owen nodded with a smile and said to the others: "We have prepared a show tonight."
He nimbly passed through the crowded ghosts and stepped onto the stage covered with a black velvet curtain.
(End of chapter)
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