A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 57 Owen’s Prop Box

The sound of Peeves crying and howling still seems to linger in my ears. The messy footsteps and the roars of professors can be heard everywhere in the castle. Even the portraits hanging on both sides of the corridor were awakened, and everyone rubbed their eyes in curiosity.

People huddled together to eat melon and watch a show.

Owen carried his suitcase and ran to a hanging painting in the middle of the stairs. He tore open the long piece of silk beside it and ducked into a narrow secret door at the back. This secret passage led directly to the fourth floor.

, which is considered a good shortcut.

"Can we really believe Peeves? That's the forbidden corridor on the fourth floor!" Harry whispered, following closely behind Owen. It felt like the two of them were committing suicide, but thinking about it, he was still a little excited.

"Huh? Are you still following me?" Owen pushed open the barrier at the end of the secret passage and joked with a surprised expression.

Harry:……

"It doesn't matter, a campus life without experiencing confinement is incomplete." Owen climbed out of the secret passage, calmly raised his wand and waved it gracefully. The dust on his body was instantly swept away, including his hair style and clothes.

Everything became orderly again.

Harry looked at his robe that was dusty from the secret tunnel, and raised his hand to wipe it on his face, turning himself into a tabby cat. For the first time, he felt that following Owen was a wrong choice: "I don't want to

Another night of cleaning the toilets!”

"Hush - someone is coming." Owen quickly walked through this corridor, and at the same time opened the suitcase he had been carrying. As he waved his wand, several prop boxes flew out lightly, staggering after him.

behind him.

Standing at the corner at the end of the corridor and listening, Owen heard excited conversations that were deliberately lowered, as well as the sound of hurried and chaotic footsteps.

"Sure enough, children at this age are dying and seeking death. Even if they know that they may be caught by the professor if they come here, their curiosity will make them come over like silly roe deer..." Owen shook his head silently.

Shaking his head, he waved and threw a prop box in the middle of the corridor.

As they talked, the cracks on the box became more and more numerous.

Then...a slightly smaller box fell in front of them.

They were just focused on walking through the white fog. Who would have thought to carefully distinguish the layout of the dim corridor and the direction they were taking?

Several young wizards looked at each other in confusion. Just as they were about to return the same way, they heard Filch yelling from the bottom of the stairs: "You little bastard who wanders at night, stop!"

Several magic spells hit the cracked box together, sending it flying high. In mid-air, the box exploded with a "bang", and the black gas that exploded made several people step back.

A few steps.

Justin waved his wand and tried to run out of the whirlpool of flowers and birds, but was slapped hard on the face by a pigeon, which covered his face with fur. The white pigeon flapped its wings and fell to the ground.

The ground turned into a white plastic flower.

Several people stopped in unison and pointed at the box on the ground with their wands.

"I hope so, although I don't think Peeves is holding back anything good." The heroic witch said, hugging her shoulders.

Several people were startled and dispersed for a moment.

"Whoosh -" A black shadow bounced back and forth quickly in the thick fog, making a noise like some violent magical animal, which made them stop involuntarily.

"Don't tell me, Hagrid accidentally left his precious little sweetheart here?" Angelina hugged her shoulders with a cold look on her face, and found that the black air had lowered the temperature of the air a lot.

In another corridor, the Weasley twins and their partners came closer, with identical evil smiles on their faces.

Then, he put on a three-piece night suit for himself and Harry, and regardless of whether Harry would get lost, he headed directly towards the location Peeves said.

"Jie Jie Jie..." Horrible and evil shrill laughter came from the box, accompanied by the harsh sound of claws scratching the steel plate crazily and the clattering sound of crazy struggling, as if there was a terrifying giant beast trying to struggle.

Break free from the chains that bind it.

"Wait a minute, what's that in front of you?" Hannah Abbott suddenly pointed at the thick white fog in front of her and said.

"It's Transfiguration!"

This beautiful spectacle only lasted for a short moment, and soon the white doves turned into plastic flowers and fell to the ground, along with the colorful flowers. The white mist in the corridor was still there, and there was only one more thing around.

Apart from the flowers on the ground, there is no change at all.

"I know! Damn it, when the pigeons and flowers surrounded us, the white mist changed places!"

Monk Justin Zhang Er was confused. He glanced at the surprised expressions on the faces of the two little witches. Without thinking, he called his friends and walked through the white mist, quickly walking along the dark and long corridor.

.

"This road...isn't it right? This is not the way to the restricted corridor!"

"Oh, I think the Hogwarts campus needs a little fun." Owen said cheerfully. A thick white mist began to come out of the prop box he left behind.

"What's that?" Harry asked quietly. He was referring to Owen's prop box.

Just as he finished speaking, the white box exploded with a bang, and colorful flowers flew out, including a large group of white pigeons flapping their wings.

"Oh, don't think about things so badly. Maybe it's just a dark magical creature? A Boggart or a vampire or something." Fred shrugged.

"Oops, it's a smoke bomb! Someone passed by early!" Justin shouted, "Let's chase him quickly!"

They ran for a long time and passed through this long corridor. When they found the Charms classroom in front of them, they stopped in confusion.

"I dare say we'll get to see that treasure tonight!" Justin Finch-Fletchley of Hufflepuff excitedly walked through the corridors with his friends, who had been coveting the fax machine for a long time.

Several people looked at each other, willing to believe that what they were seeing was just a prank, but... what if? Although I didn't think something so dangerous would appear in Hogwarts, there could even be a big dog with three heads in the castle. Why?

Can't there be anything else?

"Let's take action together!" George said slightly seriously.

George happily spread out the yellowed parchment map in his hand, and just as he was about to take a closer look around, he heard a muffled "bang" in front of him.

The dark green box undulated and deformed with the heart-wrenching sound of struggle, and the corners began to crack with pitch-black cracks, from which bursts of extremely rich black air came out. A cold and malicious red vertical

The pupils flashed through the cracks, filled with hatred and the hunger to devour others...

Several people looked up and saw a green fluorescent box falling on the ground. The twisted grimace on the box looked creepy.

"Oh, that's great, so we don't lose even a few fingernails." Lee Jordan rolled his eyes.

"I almost understand what you mean, but what is a smoke bomb?" Hannah muttered, and then speeded up. They came to the middle of an intersecting corridor.

"You can see the world tonight, Li, Angelina. With us leading you, you don't have to worry about being caught by the professor again, we promise." Fred said with a smile.

"Wow, that's great!" The two little witches widened their eyes and exclaimed softly, covering their lips.

The sea of ​​flowers and doves surrounded the few little wizards in an instant, spinning rapidly around them, and everything around them seemed to turn into a colorful kaleidoscope.

A white box popped out of the thick fog and landed on the ground in front of several people with a clatter.

"What is it?" Justin pulled out his wand and searched his guts. He couldn't think of a spell to recite for a moment, but in the end he just scratched his head with the tip of the wand and said: "Don't worry about it, hurry through the white mist!"

"Boh-"

Accompanied by a crisp and funny sound, a smiling face with a tongue sticking out popped up on the top of the box. The spring connected to the bottom bounced up and down, making this expression look full of mockery.

"..." The twins glanced at each other, holding their stomachs and laughing together, "Hahaha... interesting! I think we have a little more inspiration for our magic tricks!"

"Wake up, you have no money." Angelina smoothed her hair angrily and amusedly, "Besides, we can't make it in time."

(End of chapter)