A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 37 First Contact

Owen paused, raised the wand in his hand, and made the light at the tip of the wand brighter, illuminating the position of the eyes.

Those small, bright eyes reflected the light from the wand, narrowed slightly and seemed to shrink back.

Only then did Owen see the whole face of this little guy.

The little animal in front of me looks like a kitten. Its head and body combined are only as long as an adult's hand, and its tail is about the same length as its body. Its light brown fur, which was soaked by the rain, is covered with large and small spots.

It has beautiful dark spots and a slender and smooth body under the fur. It looks like an ocelot, but it has two big ears and a tuft of long fluffy hair at the tip of its tail, like a lion's tail.

At this time, the little guy was trembling and huddled in a shallow tree hole under the tree, his body soaked in the rain, but his bright eyes were always staring straight at Owen, vigilant with a hint of wisdom.

Examine meaning.

"A raccoon cat. There is a raccoon cat in the Forbidden Forest?"

"Well, judging from the size, he should be less than half a month old. Such a little guy can't survive alone in the Forbidden Forest. Its parents and siblings should be nearby..." Owen narrowed his eyes.

Squinting his eyes, he tried to find his parents through the dense rain curtain, but found nothing.

"Meow-"

As if realizing that the person in front of him was not malicious, the little guy called out softly. The voice was high-pitched and weak, with a weak trembling, which made Owen unable to walk.

"There are many obstacles!" Owen responded with the same curse. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the pursuing black figure pause slightly.

"Dumbledore really dared to put anything dangerous into Hogwarts..." After experiencing it personally, Owen truly felt the danger of Quirrell. This was a ruthless man who dared to break into Gringotts alone.

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"Okay, smart little guy." He came to the kitten Nizi, leaned over and picked it up. The little guy also curled up in Owen's hand obediently, with a pair of wet golden round eyes looking pitifully.

Staring at him, his long tail gently wrapped around Owen's wrist.

The little guy in front of him obviously recognized that Owen would not hurt him, so he cleverly chose the most lethal move in front of Owen - acting cute. Obviously, he planned to find a temporary meal ticket to get himself out of the current bad situation.

If it stays in such an environment for a long time, it will die without the ability to live independently!

"By the way, how did you get lost with your family?" Owen cleaned the water on it and recited a water-avoiding spell for it. Looking at the furry little guy in his arms, he couldn't help but rub it.

Go, the little guy also purred comfortably.

However, the kitten Nizi in his arms gradually began to move restlessly. It struggled anxiously, biting Owen's fingers with its fine deciduous teeth, growling lowly in its mouth, and even arched its body to try to escape.

Jumped out of his arms.

The dense rain curtain in the middle of the night makes the surrounding visibility extremely low. Only when the lightning lights up, the surrounding area will become bright as daylight for a moment. The sound of rain makes people feel like they are on the edge of a waterfall, and the crackling sound of showers almost covers up everything else.

sound.

Owen knew that cat nives were magical animals with very good senses, which allowed them to distinguish people's good intentions and bad intentions, and understand who was trustworthy or suspicious. They were very smart and liked to be alone, but once they

He will loyally provide help to anyone he acknowledges, making him a beloved pet of wizards.

Owen looked up at the protruding high ground in front of him, and saw only silvery-white light spots mixed with the rain and splashing away, which were eventually washed away by the heavy rain into a puddle of muddy water.

"Tsk, it's just like a cat." Although Owen wanted to pet the cat, he would never forget the business. He didn't waste much time before continuing on, walking hard in the original direction without stopping.

A red flash of light rushed out of the tip of the staff. Owen had no time to look back to check his results, and hurriedly walked around behind a thick tree trunk and continued running away.

"I hope Hagrid can see the sparks I set off..." Owen actually didn't have much hope for this, but it was worth a try, maybe he could scare Quirrell away directly.

"Sure enough, once you know the plot, even if you already know that the future will never develop according to the original work, some subconscious decisions will still be affected involuntarily. What happened tonight is too taken for granted. I must learn from it in the future and do the same.

So well prepared!”

The ground under his feet seemed to suddenly become steeper, and the soil and rocks on it, together with the turbid muddy water, slid behind him. Owen's feet slipped, and he involuntarily slid down along the pulling feeling on the back of his neck.

But Owen can't actually be blamed for this. After all, the Weasley twins have visited the Forbidden Forest countless times since the beginning of school. Hagrid even treats the Forbidden Forest as his home and wanders around in it. This is his first time in the Forbidden Forest.

Owen met Quirrell...it was pure bad luck.

Owen had no intention of fighting Quirrell. You must know that even if you don't consider Voldemort in the opponent, even Quirrell himself is not something he can deal with now.

The moment the lightning flashed, Owen saw clearly most of the face under the hood. It was Quirinus Quirrell, their dear Defense Against the Dark Arts professor!

The somewhat clumsy technique of the Disguise Mantra was greatly enhanced by the heavy rain. Instead of continuing to run in the direction he had just taken, he instantly turned around and changed his direction, rushing towards the trees in front of him on the right.

Only then did he realize his mistake, and then he chanted "Human Appearance" crazily towards the area with a ferocious face, trying to use it to see through the phantom spell. However, the smoke and fire caused by the explosion mixed with the heavy rain, completely blocking his eyes.

sight.

"Is it dangerous?" Owen comforted the little guy in his arms and carefully lowered the brightness of the lighting spell. He was mentally prepared for the possibility of being attacked by dangerous animals in the Forbidden Forest, but he didn't notice anything unusual around him.

Due to the situation, we can only silently increase our vigilance.

Relying on the cover of the tree trunk behind him, Owen recited the Illusion Charm to himself as he ran, but suddenly he felt that the air in front of him seemed to have solidified into a gel, and there was infinite resistance in an instant. He was hit hard by the

It bounced back, and the movement of concentrating on chanting the mantra was also interrupted.

"Go back and tell Dumbledore... no, complain to Professor Snape, I don't believe they don't care!" Owen changed direction and continued walking, while constantly reciting various spells to himself to hide traces.

"Damn it, why is it him!" Although Owen had been prepared to be attacked by magical animals, it was definitely not Quirrell! Quirrell should never have hunted unicorns so early in the Forbidden Forest, so Owen did not

Be mentally prepared to encounter the other party.

Don't look at Quirrell's usually stammering and submissive appearance, but that's all pretending! The other party is a serious and outstanding graduate of Ravenclaw. Although he is more interested in theoretical research and his practical level is questionable,

Being able to become a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts is enough to prove that his spell skills are definitely not bad among adult wizards! Even if he was possessed by Voldemort and lost his mind, he would still be difficult to deal with.

At this time, the little kitten in his arms began to struggle and tremble violently again, and also made a low whimpering sound.

Although the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts changes every year, not just any cat or dog can apply for the job. The professors each year are all highly skilled wizards, which shows that Dumbledore attaches great importance to this position.

Pay attention. You must know that even the most disgusting Umbridge cannot deny that she has strong magical abilities... Except for Gilderoy Lockhart, but before he was exposed as a liar, he was internationally famous

Excellent wizard, recipient of the Order of Merlin Level 3.

Owen twisted his waist and changed direction as he was bounced back, and ran towards the right. At the same time, the wand in his hand pointed directly at the sky, and a bright light rushed straight towards the gloomy sky, exploding a huge red spark under the clouds.

At the same time, a magic spell struck his original location, creating a deep pit.

The raven huddled on his shoulder still faithfully guided him in the direction. Whenever Owen went the wrong way, it would scream "wow" and would not stop until he went in the right direction.

"Shattered to pieces!" After casting a crushing spell on the stagnant figure, Owen continued running without looking back. He waved the tip of the wand at himself several times and finally succeeded in making himself invisible.

At this time, Owen was taking advantage of the cover of smoke and dust to speed up his evacuation. Quirrell's spell just now did break his not-so-skilled Disguise Charm, but the subsequent blasting spell provided him with visual protection, at the cost of his

The robe on the back was torn by the explosion, and the skin was sore from the flying mud and stones.

Owen suddenly felt as if a hook had caught the back of his neck, and his body was being dragged backwards. Every step forward became painful and difficult. At the same time, a faint black mist filled the air,

A faint shadow was outlined for his transparent figure.

Just as Quirrell used the Iron Armor Curse to block the incoming spell, he saw Owen's figure disappearing in the jungle on a dark rainy night. Confused, he fired several explosives around Owen's invisible position.

Curse, the violent explosion flooded the area, but the other party was not found.

"Thunderbolt explosion!" Quirrell raised his hand and said a friendly greeting.

Owen bitterly chanted "Knox" to his wand, extinguished the illuminating spell, and after dodging another attack spell that followed, he chanted "Knox" with his backhand to the chasing figure.

The sentence "fainted".

A dazzling bolt of lightning suddenly cut through the dark and deep sky, illuminating the night like daylight and illuminating the scene taking place on the high ground. Owen didn't know whether he should be grateful for the sudden broadening of the field of vision and the brightening light in front of him.

Owen carefully pushed aside the bushes in front of him, and just as he was about to pass through, he heard a long and clear cry from the front. The sound was clear and sweet, but it was filled with pain and sorrow, which made people feel heartbroken involuntarily.

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"Master...Master! The little wizard disappeared and ran away. He just used red sparks to ask for help!" Quirrell's tone was sharp and frightened. "He...he may have seen my face!"

With such a good opportunity tonight, no students would break into the Forbidden Forest on a rainy day. He had to take the opportunity to get rid of the fax machine that was causing trouble everywhere.

Fortunately, Owen retracted into the bushes early and rolled away, narrowly dodging the flying spells. He watched the blasting spell hit a giant tree hard and set off a huge fire.

Amidst the loud explosion that made his ears buzz, he ran in the opposite direction without hesitation.

"Trash!" A cold and high-pitched voice came from his head, making him hold his head in pain.

The three-piece night tour that Owen read to himself has long expired, but they are of little use in the Forbidden Forest on rainy nights. The heavy rain interferes with the vision of all animals and washes away all smells and sounds.

At the same time, Quirrell suddenly turned his head and looked straight at Owen squatting in the bushes!

"If you don't take a good rest on a rainy day, you'll come looking for unicorns!"

A figure wrapped in a dark cloak was stepping on an injured unicorn, holding a glass bottle between its pale fingers, using it to collect the blood flowing from the unicorn's wound.

The cat in his arms had slipped into his collar, curling up and shaking violently. The raven on his shoulders had already fluttered its wings and disappeared far away into the dark jungle.

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The figure in black robe came quickly, pointing the wand in the direction of Owen. The flickering lightning in the sky illuminated the face under the hood, which was extremely pale but with a playful smile and a pair of eyes.

But terrifyingly cold.

"Damn!" Even with Owen's self-cultivation, he couldn't help but cursed secretly. Can't you afford it?

He racked his brains to get away, but he still couldn't stop himself from sliding towards the other party. The magic used by the other party was beyond his knowledge.

The figures of the two people were getting closer and closer. At this time, "Quillo" lowered the wand in his hand slightly and pointed the tip of the wand at Owen's face.

"The soul left the body." He said softly.

(End of chapter)