A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 156 A free-range chicken

Feeling the behemoth passing by him again, Harry, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, felt his heart rise again. He held his breath cautiously, but his heart was beating disobediently, making him want to hold it down.

The giant snake stopped beside him, and Harry could feel the cold air blowing on his face. He closed his eyes tightly, and thin cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his mind began to race uncontrollably.

I imagined the terrifying scene of a ferocious giant snake opening its smelly mouth and swallowing him in one gulp...

Fortunately for him, the basilisk didn't seem to notice him. The rustling sound of crawling slowly faded away, and after turning a corner, it gradually disappeared.

Harry's face was filled with the joy of surviving the disaster. He tried to move his fingers, but his body was still stiff and heavy, and he could only float in the corridor without support, like a discarded balloon.

But after a while, a burst of rapid but steady footsteps sounded at the other end of the corridor, making Harry nervous again. Could it be that Peter Pettigrew was back?

He tried his best to turn his eyes and looked over. A dark figure was walking towards him in a hurry. The cloak swaying behind him made him look like a huge black bat. His sallow face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water.

It's Professor Snape!

Harry became happy and tried his best to make a small voice. In the corridor, which was so silent that even the crackling sound of the burning candle could be clearly heard, his voice made Snape stop in his tracks. The deep and hollow blackness

The eyes turned around.

His brows furrowed tightly, then he quickly walked over and pulled off Harry's invisibility cloak. The two looked at each other, Snape's gloomy expression relaxed, and then he looked at Harry unscrupulously.

He looked so embarrassed that he seemed to be cutting him in half with his sharp eyes. Harry blinked hard at Snape, his emerald green eyes reflecting the dim light of the candle, looking happy and embarrassed.

"Your preferences are really... special, Potter." Snape waved his wand and said in a smooth voice.

Harry felt his whole body loosen up, the ropes that bound him disappeared, and his body regained its strength. Then there was a feeling of weightlessness, and he fell to the ground with a "pop", and he fell to pieces.

The gratitude I felt was instantly thrown away.

"Where's Peter Pettigrew?" Snape had almost guessed what happened. As he said the name, his upper lip curled up slightly with an expression of disgust.

Not to mention the chaos that the disappearance of Peter Pettigrew caused to the school, Owen couldn't wait to find a time to go to the Room of Requirement, and the stone egg was placed in front of him.

The elixir of life can delay aging, and the reason is simply that it can replenish people's vitality, but this vitality does not seem to be used to treat injuries.

He took the basilisk and hid it in a remote place on the second floor. Although the basilisk had a huge body, it was easy to hide in the castle. There were many thick pipe openings on each floor of the castle, even if these pipes could not lead to

In the secret room, the basilisk can also follow the water pipes extending in all directions to every part of the castle. This is how it escaped tracking before.

He dug out some of the potions that he usually copied from the large cabinet in the corner, and poured bottles of potions to treat injuries and replenish vitality on the eggs, but it had no effect.

"Run away?" Owen closed his eyes, with a faint smile on his face hidden under the mask.

Owen tapped the hot eggshell with his fingers and thought of another possibility. The replica in the wall-facing space was not truly alive and did not have much biological instinct. This may be the reason for the failure of the experiment.

"Don't! It's itchy..." Owen couldn't help laughing and held the little cat in his arms.

Owen's dark eyes flickered, and he used black magic without hesitation: "Thousands of Sharp Blades!" The bright white light blade hit the egg, causing it to roll twice.

He put the egg on the table, then closed his eyes and entered the wall space. Even Slytherin could not research something, and Owen didn't think he could be an exception, so he planned to copy several stone eggs in the wall space and put them into the wall space.

Crack it and see.

"Wait, maybe it's not this way..." Owen thought casually, and suddenly sat upright, "Slytherin said this is a dead egg? Then should we find a way to replenish its vitality?

?”

According to what the Basilisk said, Slytherin brought back the dead egg of an unknown creature from somewhere. After studying it for a while, he failed to get any results, but he still put it in his secret room. Later, the Snake

The monster was so hungry that he swallowed it, and the egg turned to stone. From then on, it was thrown into the basilisk's lair. Voldemort didn't even notice it, so he kept it.

While Harry was telling Snape the story of tonight, the Basilisk had returned to Owen.

The basilisk's huge head slowly stretched out from the pipe, and brought its scaly nose close to Owen's side. Its big yellow eyes stared directly at the little wizard who was facing it sideways, looking scary and dangerous.

The beauty. It opened its ferocious huge mouth, but made a soft sound: "Hungry..."

"Is this egg... alive?" Owen was really surprised this time. He shook the egg in his hand again. There was no feeling of egg liquid shaking, and the little life inside seemed to be mature.

After studying for a while, with no results, Owen resorted to violence again.

"You can't tell." Owen put on a worried expression.

He sat back in his armchair, threw the stone egg wrapped in a white handkerchief at his feet, squinted lazily and lit the fire, letting the warm fire light dissipate the cold and damp breath all over his body. Moller was frightened.

Te jumped from his shoulder to his lap, glared at him with a resentful look in her golden eyes, and stepped heavily on Owen's thighs with her two front paws.

Following the steps in the wall-facing space, he first broke the stone shell, then poured a bottle of elixir brought from home, and then turned on a strong fire to bake the eggs. Owen inexplicably felt like he was having a barbecue.

He waved and asked the dark guard to roll the egg and bring it to him. Owen looked at it thoughtfully, and then involuntarily looked at the rabbit Muse huddled in the corner. Muse seemed to be aware of it.

He jumped up on the ground and swooped into the innermost part of the bookshelf with unprecedented agility, leaving only one drooping long ear trembling.

"Tsk, why is it so cute?" Owen continued to wait until the little black dot representing Neville appeared in the bathroom again, and then hurriedly left the second floor before letting the basilisk return to the secret room.

Gone inside.

From this aspect, this egg is very interesting. Either it still has life or even a soul, or it is cast under a profound spell and retains a certain will... In short, it is extraordinary.

Owen let the basilisk get into a drain, and then leaned against the wall and stared at the Marauder's Map in his hand. He found a small black dot representing "Peter Pettigrew" somewhere in the wall on the first floor of the castle. It looked like

The guy was so frightened that he couldn't get out of the rat's nest.

Owen looked at the Marauder's Map, and then took the basilisk away from the area.

This is definitely not a real egg. No magical animal egg can be so strong.

At the mention of Peter Pettigrew, Harry put all other thoughts behind him and jumped up from the ground, his cheeks flushed with anger: "He ran away! He lied to me, to everyone! He

He is just a liar, a shameless betrayer and a complete coward!"

Although he likes to have some fun, Owen has always been very determined to win the crown of causing trouble everywhere. In his view, Voldemort's resurrection may not be stopped, but it must not be now, because he is not strong enough yet and needs someone.

You need a safe and stable environment to grow up. After you grow up, it’s time to do things.

Finally, he let out a fierce fire with malicious eyes. He would rather taste the taste of roasted eggs!

The evil and ominous purple flames burned the already dark egg, causing the eggshell to glow with a hazy light again. The light was burned by the fierce fire, making ripples appear in layers, but it never broke. When Owen felt a little tired,

After the ground stopped, Heidan returned to his original appearance.

The stone egg in front of him was the size of his palm. The smooth black shell was slightly gray and had no lines. It looked very inconspicuous, as if it were polished with stone. He tried to detect it with several magic spells.

No trace of magic power could be found on it. If it hadn't been able to block the penetration of the Black Demon Guard, Owen would have just regarded it as an ordinary stone.

Well, although he really wanted to let the basilisk attack Voldemort, he must have a good-looking face. Unfortunately, Voldemort was also the heir of Slytherin and a natural Parselmouth. Owen thought that the basilisk might have betrayed him on the spot.

Owen tilted his head and smiled, put the smoothed kitten Nizi on his lap, then took out the stone egg placed at his feet, casually cast several cleaning spells on it, and recited: "Clear water is as clear as water."

"Spring", wrapped it in water and washed it for a long time. Finally, he dropped a few drops of magic perfume on it, then placed his palm on the stone egg, looking up and down with curiosity and inquiry.

"What happened?" he said in a low tone.

The stone egg was severely knocked into the air, and the deafening explosion sounded in the white mist space, but there was no echo. The violent fire rose up, sweeping over with scorching temperature and violent impact, and then was blown away by Owen

The released iron armor curse blocked it.

He poured another bottle of elixir on the egg, but it was not absorbed like the last one. The glimmer of light on the eggshell gradually extinguished, but the heartbeat was still ringing regularly, and the creatures inside were not broken at all.

It means to come out of the shell.

"tonight……"

He blinked, took out a bottle of seasoning and put it aside. If the eggs were really cooked, he wouldn't mind trying to eat them.

He also saw the small black dot labeled "Neville Longbottom" walking back and forth in Myrtle's bathroom for a while, and then suddenly disappeared, apparently entering the secret room.

"It turned into a mouse and burrowed into the hole..." The basilisk's hoarse voice was a little confused. It was obvious that it didn't understand how such a big and fragrant living person could become a little mouse that couldn't even fit in its teeth.

It moved its body covered with gorgeous green scales slightly, and the tip of its flexible tail flicked.

"I'll bring you something to eat when I come back to see you next time, okay?" Owen comforted him like a child.

Owen smiled playfully, cut his finger without changing his expression, and pressed the bleeding finger against the black egg. Then... nothing changed. The blood slid down the eggshell and spread on the table.

Blossoming red plum blossoms.

Harry is back. This guy has been in a weird state of excitement. He is walking around the lounge quickly and energetically, but his face is solemn and heavy, as if he is going to a funeral.

"Looks like I guessed wrong." Owen finally opened a small drawer and took out a crystal clear and exquisite crystal bottle, which contained a potion as bright red as blood. This was an elixir prepared using the magic stone.

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Owen understands it this way: the human body is like a bucket with a gap at the bottom. The water in the bucket is human life, which is losing along the gap every moment, and the elixir of life is just adding water to the bucket.

But the longer a person lives, the bigger the gap at the bottom of the bucket is, and the faster the water is lost, requiring more and more elixirs to replenish it. Until one day, the replenishment speed of the elixir cannot keep up.

The speed at which life is lost, it loses its effectiveness.

The heartbeat inside the egg was small, weak but full of vitality. The whole egg began to shake violently. It was obvious that the little life inside was eager to break out of the shell. As it struggled violently, the light on the eggshell

It also began to flicker, looking more and more like a cover. The fierce fire representing destruction also burned the cover made of light on the outside, making it appear more fragile.

"Not recently." The basilisk thought for a moment and said.

"It seems that only the surface layer is petrified?" Owen squatted down and studied the new egg. The black eggshell felt slightly rough, like a real egg. He picked up the one that was still a little warm.

The egg shook and it felt solid.

"Your last master didn't find food for you?" Owen narrowed his eyes.

But the vitality was only temporary. The next morning, he had not slept all night, staring at a pair of dull panda eyes with bloodshot eyes, and Colin Creevey captured the precious moment.

Owen tried many spells, but failed to leave any trace on the egg. Half an hour later, he sat lazily in an armchair with his eyes closed, and the dark guard held the black egg with great interest.

Egg, it flew up high and fell heavily to the ground, having a great time like playing with a ball.

"Okay." The voice was a little excited, and the huge head slowly retracted into the tube.

The strong emotional fluctuations of the life in the egg were transmitted to Owen's heart. It was a desire to break out of the cocoon and welcome a new life, an indomitable and desperate determination, and an unsettling irritability and resentment. Although

It is aimed at the cage in which it is imprisoned, but it also makes people feel creepy.

Only then did Owen realize that the light on the eggshell was actually a cage. It made the egg indestructible, and it also prevented the life in the egg from breaking out of the shell. At this time, the creatures in the egg were struggling and impacting vigorously, The fierce fire outside the eggshell is also burning. Under the attack from the inside and outside, the cage has begun to shake.

He glanced at Harry's position again, shook his head with a smile, and returned to the common room unhurriedly with the stone egg in his hand.

Unexpectedly and reasonably, the blood-like potion did not slide down the eggshell, but penetrated into the eggshell very quickly. A hazy light seemed to light up on the dark eggshell. , flash by flash. Owen put his ear to the outside of the egg shell and heard a regular beating sound coming from the egg, which was a tiny heartbeat.

Owen made a copy of the crystal bottle in his hand, then unscrewed the bottle in his hand and poured the bright red potion on the egg.

[It is detected that the target has magic power, which requires 1 connection point. 】

Owen raised the corners of his mouth in amusement, not knowing how Voldemort would feel after discovering that the basilisk was missing.

Owen coaxed her patiently, with a relaxed smile on his lips.

Looking at the white mist font that appeared in front of him, Owen raised his eyebrows in surprise, but his eyes became more interested. He had already figured out that the wall space could only replicate living magical animals (including wizards) and Only magical books need to consume connection points, while the corpses of magical animals, magic potions and most alchemy items are almost free of consumption.

"Then he is really unlucky..." Draco frowned slightly and lost the game absentmindedly.

"Penetrate!" The scorching light beam was reflected to the side and penetrated several bookshelves in succession.

"He was the one who betrayed my parents back then! Sirius Black was wronged and he was seeking revenge for my parents..." Harry's eyes turned red and he said excitedly, "I want to catch him! We can't let him. He escaped..."

Owen squinted his eyes, mobilizing the strongest desire for destruction in his heart, making the fire more intense and hot, and his expression became a bit scary, as if he was trying to crush the bones in front of him and scatter them into ashes.

When the fire went out, Owen, who had not even a hair out of place, dispersed the thick smoke and stared down at the stone egg lying on the ground. Fine cracks appeared on the surface of the stone egg, and with a "click" sound, the thin stone shell shattered. It lay on the ground, revealing an unharmed pure black egg.

"Thunderbolt explosion!" In the fierce explosion, the black egg was thrown high and fell heavily, without even a scratch on the shell.

Owen glanced at the few remaining connection points he had and copied the stone eggs into the space facing the wall without hesitation. He copied a few more stone eggs in the space, lined them up in a row, and kicked them away. One of them pointed his wand at it and said: "Thunderbolt!"

Owen believes that the former has the magic of life, self-will and soul, while the latter has the will and magic of the book author himself, which makes it unique.

"Tsk, what is it?" Owen put the egg in his hand and tossed it up and down, but the weight was heavy. He didn't think an egg could be of any use, but as an ideal and wise wizard, he was very interested in mysterious and weird things. Always have strong curiosity.

"That doesn't seem to be the case?" Owen thought it could absorb life force like Tom's diary. He sucked the wound on his finger, and his eyes were covered with a thin layer of hazy black mist.

Owen wasted a long time and twitched the corners of his mouth impatiently. He took out his wand and brutally ravaged the egg again, but he still couldn't cause any damage to the egg.

"Meow!" Melete looked at him with resentment. Are you allowed to scare me and prevent me from taking a small revenge?

He still felt a little regretful. He had thought that Voldemort would hide the Horcrux Crown in the secret room, and he also thought that he could find and destroy the crown tonight - the crown was obviously more powerful and difficult to deal with than the diary.

Irving doesn't want to lose it, so it's better to send him on his way as soon as possible.

Snape was stunned for a moment, with an indescribable look flashing in his eyes, and his whole figure turned into a silent sculpture.

"Fierce fire!" The coquettish and hot purple flame burned it restlessly, but it was useless. Owen couldn't even eat the hot baked eggs.

"Tsk, I only asked you to kill people, but didn't give you anything to eat..." Voldemort was indeed a scumbag.

"Why hasn't Harry come back yet?" Draco, who was playing wizard chess with Goyle, looked at the stone wall at the entrance to the lounge from time to time. He was a little worried but pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Could it fall into the hands of the heir?"

Are you in?"

He rubbed his brows and left the space facing the wall.

"Let's try it outside tomorrow." He thought with great interest, "I don't know what kind of creature it will be." He took stock of various magical animals one by one, but couldn't find one that met the requirements. Maybe it was created by ancient wizards.

Creatures, like basilisks.

A subtle "click" sound was heard, and a crack appeared on the eggshell. The flickering light finally broke into dots of starlight and completely disappeared. A sharp black bird's beak pecked a hole in the eggshell and opened it slightly.

It clicked together.

Owen withdrew his fierce fire and watched coldly as the eggshell shattered, revealing the little creature inside the eggshell.

This is a palm-sized baby bird, its whole body is wrinkled, and it looks extremely ugly. But a pair of bright ruby-like eyes has been opened, and it is staring at Owen unblinkingly. It is struggling in the eggshell.

After a while, his slender claws struggled to support his body and he stood up, staggering over with steps that he didn't recognize.

"Tsk, a free-range chicken." Owen looked at the ugly little thing silently and said with some disgust.

(End of chapter)