A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 83 A Wonderful Performance

Chapter 83 A wonderful performance

Owen read the password to the stone wall in front of him, walked through the slowly opening stone door and returned to the dimly lit lounge.

It was already dark, and there was no one in the common room. Only the fire in the fireplace was still burning, making the place always warm and pleasant.

Melete, who had been lying in the armchair in front of the fireplace waiting for him, instantly opened her round eyes, her big ears twitched, and suddenly jumped from the soft chair to the table. She squatted quietly

There, a pair of golden vertical pupils stared straight at him, with a hint of vigilance and strangeness on the round and lovely cat's face.

Owen tilted his head and looked at her, approaching her step by step, and finally stopped one step in front of the little cat, looking at her indifferently with no expression on his face.

Melete's big ears stood up high, her long tail swayed from side to side, and her pink little nose twitched. After a moment, she cautiously stepped forward, sniffed close to Owen, and then expressed

As soon as it was released, it jumped towards him lightly. Its four little claws were slightly opened, revealing the pink flesh pads.

Owen stretched out his hand to take her in his arms, and a gentle smile suddenly appeared on his face. He gently stroked the warm and fluffy little ball, pinched her big ears and flesh pads, and said softly: "Good evening, Moeller.

It's great that you don't hate me."

Melete looked up at him helplessly, waved her paw to push away Owen's hand that was holding her paw, and after a soft "meow", she rubbed her head on his chest and purred in a dignified manner.

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"Meow!" She was hungry! Within three seconds, her true colors were revealed.

Owen rummaged in his pocket, but couldn't find the food that Melete liked to eat. In the end, he just found a few dried fish left over from feeding Mrs. Norris...

"Meow!" You already have me, why are you still thinking about other cats, or even carrying food from other cats in your pocket!

Melete looked betrayed and looked up at Owen in disbelief. She patted the dried fish off Owen's hand with her paw, bit his finger with her baby teeth, and then arrogantly took it out of his arms.

He jumped down and ran away with graceful and swift steps.

Thousands of thoughts are swirling in his mind, and every collision will explode a short and beautiful spark of inspiration, as addictive as a bright firework. At this moment, Owen once again entered his own wall-facing moment.

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"Oh, cute little guy." Owen said with a smile, and then sat in the armchair.

He closed his eyes and sank into the space facing the wall. He opened the notebook on the table with gleaming eyes, glanced at the plan he had written down earlier, curled his lips, and tore it into pieces.

At this time, Owen had forgotten everything around him and where he was. He freely used the inspiration in his mind, and a wonderful performance plan gradually took shape in his writing.

"To get the Philosopher's Stone, we have to overcome three major difficulties." He thought.

"As an excellent magician and qualified Slytherin, I used to only think about protecting myself and sending Voldemort away. I was so cowardly and unambitious..." He narrowed his eyes, "Voldemort took it.

He stole my family’s potion ingredients and robbed the black market, so it’s reasonable for me to cheat once.”

The quill pen was writing on the page, and the letters were neatly arranged, which looked pleasing to the eye.

"Then, the last difficulty is the Sorcerer's Stone itself." Owen's fingers tapped the table and made a "duh" sound.

Owen caught the flash of inspiration in his mind and suddenly waved his wand, causing the quill to automatically smear on the notebook so fast that it almost turned into an afterimage.

The magic stone can turn stone into gold and can be used to create the elixir of life.

"First of all, there is the question of how to get the Sorcerer's Stone. If Dumbledore still puts it in the Mirror of Erised, there is no doubt that I can't get it out. People who want to find the Sorcerer's Stone but don't want to use it,

Only then can I take it out of the magic mirror...I can't, and other little wizards may not be immune to temptation..."

Although the Philosopher's Stone has some shortcomings, there is no doubt that it is the top creation in the field of real alchemy. The only person who can make the Philosopher's Stone is Nico Flamel in the world today. It can be said that,

The true value of the Philosopher's Stone is greater than all the wealth of the Shafiq family.

He knew that this was a whimsical and greedy thought, but once this thought arose, he could no longer suppress it.

"In this case, we must find a way to lure Dumbledore away so that he will be unable to escape for a while. Similarly, we must also find something for other professors to do." Owen closed his eyes, "On this point, Quirrell and Voldemort

You can do well.”

"As for how to send Voldemort back to his hometown in the end, it's not difficult at all... Huh?" Owen's eyes suddenly lit up, and he touched his chin with interest, his expression becoming more excited and expectant, "Why don't we design a plan for him?

A wonderful magic show, a perfect deception... Oh my, it's a pity there will be no audience."

"After taking so many things from home, I have to give something in return." Irving said with a smile, "As for Nico Flamel, I'm sorry, I'm not familiar with him anyway." This way, there is no psychological burden in cheating.

Already.

"Although Voldemort has confirmed that the Philosopher's Stone hidden under the trap door is real, if I were Dumbledore, even if I am confident that the thief cannot get the Philosopher's Stone, I will definitely place it on the Philosopher's Stone just in case, just in case.

Something like a tracking charm."

"Perhaps we should also place our hope in Harry, that idiot? Well, it's not difficult at all. It's just a secret guidance from me." Owen glanced at the quill that was writing quickly, and frowned in thought, "Then, secondly,

A difficult point, Dumbledore."

Owen lowered his eyes and looked at the rabbit approaching his feet, and narrowed his eyes: "Although it may be that I am overthinking, but since I can't be sure, I will treat it as an established fact."

"Then create an organization...I happen to be very good at creating something out of nothing."

Although it was already very late, he was not sleepy at all now. An indescribable sense of excitement filled his heart, making his inspiration surge.

"Just in case, it's best to treat Harry as a last resort." Owen muttered.

The feather brush scratched out several lines of writing, then scrawled a new plan underneath and drew a series of simple diagrams.

I also knew that Dumbledore would definitely pay close attention to the checkpoints of the Philosopher's Stone and Harry. Maybe he would arrange some checkpoints there to remind him. Once he found someone breaking in, he would immediately know and rush over.

In this extremely silent pure white space, there was only a pure white rabbit jumping around in the corner for fun, occasionally glancing at Owen who was writing furiously with his red eyes.

If he wants to get the Sorcerer's Stone, Dumbledore is a hurdle that must be crossed. Owen, who is familiar with the original work, knows very well that Dumbledore set up those pediatric traps not to protect the Sorcerer's Stone, but to exercise and test it.

Harry Potter and Friends.

Of course, this medicine does not really make people immortal. Nico Flamel relied on it to live for more than 660 years, and he was already so old that he had osteoporosis and could no longer walk. It can be said that this medicine just

It greatly slows down the rate of human aging and extends the time it takes for a person to age to more than 500 years. Moreover, you cannot stop taking medicine midway, and the frequency of taking medicine will become higher and higher.

"Dumbledore dared to put something as dangerous as Voldemort into the school. He was so arrogant. He almost tricked me to death. I really wanted to teach him an unforgettable lesson... Well, since the Sorcerer's Stone will be destroyed if it remains..."

Owen's eyes lit up, "I want the Sorcerer's Stone!"

"By the way, he packed up all the precious things on the black market and took them away at once. He doesn't understand sustainable development." Irving complained.

If he really wanted to protect the Philosopher's Stone, the Mirror of Erised alone would only make Quirrell and Voldemort stand there and stare.

"In this way, even if something goes wrong with the plan and the Philosopher's Stone is stolen, I can still follow the clues to find out who is behind the idea of ​​the Philosopher's Stone, and stop it in time or take advantage of it..."

"Well, there happens to be one spell that Dumbledore arranged that can be broken at Hogwarts." He smiled playfully, "Sure enough, my dear Dark Lord, it's really easy to use."

"Hmm..." He caught a glimpse of his notebook for studying magic spells, flipped it through and looked at it, and a happy smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Ether... let's call it the Ether Society, or ES for short." Erwin raised his eyebrows, "ES... Erwin Shafiq, what a wonderful coincidence."

Looking at the name written by the quill in beautiful cursive characters on the paper, Owen smiled and held his chin, lost in thought.

"Haha, this will be a wonderful performance!"

(End of chapter)

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