A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 94 A trick to commit suicide every day

The Christmas vacation is coming, and the little wizards can't wait for the vacation. Even attending potions class is a little absent-minded.

There was wind and snow in the sky outside, and the underground classroom of the Potions class was so cold that it looked like it was about to freeze. The little wizards rubbed their hands close to their hot cauldrons, and the breath they exhaled turned into white mist.

Owen wore a warm black cloak with silver buttons and waved his wand carelessly. Even his lips turned pale white on his pale cheeks. A hot flame was burning in the cauldron in front of him, and the orange fire illuminated the dark underground.

A small area of ​​the classroom was lit up, making the surrounding area warm.

Snape has sadly become accustomed to Owen's behavior of warming the fire in Potions class, because this little wizard can always complete the class tasks he assigns perfectly or even exceeds the limit, and the fire he makes is indeed warm...cough, so he just goes there

After a quick glance here, he wandered around behind Neville, until Neville trembled and knocked over the cauldron, then he was satisfied and left with a deduction of points.

Draco shivered and moved closer to Owen's flame to keep warm. He was dressed a little thinly in order to look cool. He was so cold that his nose almost came out, so he insisted on forming a group with Owen this time.

"They say a lesson makes you wiser, why haven't you remembered to wear more clothes?" Owen thought this scene looked familiar. Wasn't it like this on the day of the Ghost Festival?

"Stop talking, I just didn't expect it to be so cold here." Draco said confidently, but his voice was trembling.

"You all have to go home for Christmas vacation..." Harry added some medicinal ingredients to the crucible with some disappointment. None of his friends were left behind, which made him feel like a lonely old man.

"Yeah, although my parents don't like to see me go back." There was a faint smile in Owen's eyes. They were afraid that Owen would cause something bad to happen after he returned home.

"I'm about the same, but I plan to go out and have fun during Christmas." Blaise said nonchalantly. His family situation is very complicated, and he is not very close to his parents.

Although the Dark Lord doesn't need it and Owen is reluctant to give it to him, after all, he is the professor who teaches him a trick every time he goes to jail in Azkaban. He also thoughtfully gave him a warm gift package of the Flying Curse. If he didn't give it a gift,

Impolite, right?

Well, politeness is very important.

"Including almost being killed by a Chimera?" Adeline said with a half-smile, with a bit of dissatisfaction on her face. How could such a dangerous monster enter Hogwarts to hunt down students? Dumbledore didn't know

How did Lido become the principal?

As soon as the family came out of the fireplace, Ms. Adeline waved her wand to clean up the ashes on everyone and on the ground. The house had been decorated with Christmas decorations, and there were two trees in the hall hung with colorful lights and

The Christmas tree with ribbons is always unobtrusive.

"Come here." Adeline waved with a smile.

The Great Hall of Hogwarts has been decorated, with towering Christmas trees erected all around, and hanging flower ribbons composed of holly and mistletoe hanging on the walls. The atmosphere is full of Christmas everywhere.

Blaise looked impatient and was held by a plump and graceful witch. After hurriedly waving to everyone, he broke away and walked away alone. His mother stroked her brilliant golden wavy hair helplessly and said

Grow Yi

Her smile showed natural charm and was full of charming charm, which made many men on the platform look straight at her. She said goodbye to Adeline, and then blew a kiss in this direction.

Then he left with great charm.

Ms. Adeline Shafiq stood quietly aside, with a vague smile on her bright and dignified cheeks. She was wearing a slim black robe, with a tall and perfect figure, a snow-white complexion, and slightly curly black hair on her head.

Her hair was pulled back into a simple bun and she wore a low-key dark blue hat. Standing there, she looked like an elegant and mysterious black rose.

Ah, this... this will definitely be punished by Avatar, right?

"A little trick to commit suicide every day." Owen raised the corner of his mouth, and finally chose to show it off, "Forget it, just give me a pure gold crucible..." When the Dark Lord wanted to cook himself, he happily handed the pot, this is

What a normal true believer would do, right?

Haha, Owen is holding back his energy and preparing to give the Dark Lord a big surprise.

Mr. Albert gave him a beautiful silver dagger, and Ms. Adeline's gift was a brooch that could reflect the curse back to the caster, which seemed to have a certain tracking effect.

Owen stuffed his luggage into the suitcase and was also preparing birthday gifts for acquaintances.

"Have you encountered any difficulties in the past six months?" She looked up at Owen, his figure reflected in her dark green eyes.

Adeline sat elegantly on the chair, watching the father and son talk with a smile. She glanced at Albert in a funny way, but said nothing. This mother seemed gentle, dignified and meticulous.

In fact, she is by no means a follow-the-rules person. Owen suspects that she knows more black magic than her father.

There are only three of them left in the Shafiq family now. Owen remembers that his grandparents died in an accident caused by a magic experiment when he was five years old. At that time, part of the outer wall of the mansion was blown down. It has to be said.

, only a small percentage of wizards can live to the end of their lives. Accidents in magic experiments, attacks by magical animals and dark wizards, and incurable wizard diseases, etc., may kill people.

Owen looked at this famous and beautiful witch and couldn't help but be speechless. She was indeed a beauty who had been a widow six times, and he didn't know how long her current husband could last.

Owen coughed slightly and watched the little girl retract her hand as if she was electrocuted, staring at him with big bright eyes and an innocent face.

The industrious house elves served the meals, including several stir-fry dishes that Owen had taught them to make. Feeling the familiar aroma in his mouth that he had not seen for a long time, Owen's mood couldn't help but become relaxed and cheerful.

Owen glanced at his father. He didn't want to say that he had mastered a lot of dark magic enough to squat in Azkaban until he died. Who made him unlucky enough to meet a professor who was a dark magic fanatic?

"I saw my dad, I'm leaving first!" Draco waved excitedly to Mr. Malfoy in the crowd, and then hurriedly coughed to cover up, not wanting to look childish in front of his friends.

"We should go back." She held out her hand to Owen.

It's just that the rose bushes in winter have lost all their leaves, and there are only black thorny branches clinging to the manor wall, looking like they are entangled with black thorns.

"Is this your cat?" Albert clicked his tongue, "What a cute little thing."

Mr. Lucius Malfoy looked like a grown-up Draco. He was wearing a dark gray robe and holding a snake-shaped silver cane. After nodding slightly to them, he took Draco with him.

left.

Owen was wearing a dark green robe with silver patterns embroidered on the edge. He looked low-key and luxurious. Carrying his black suitcase, his eyes swept through the bustling crowd and soon saw two people standing quietly.

A figure on the edge of the crowd.

"Quited...twice."

"Are you in trouble at school, Owen?" Albert winked at Owen after dinner.

Melete poked out a little head from Owen's pocket, stared at the two of them with innocent eyes, and let out a soft cry.

"...Let's forget it." Harry said dully. Judging from this guy's usual bragging, he felt that Draco's father, the school director, seemed to be a difficult person to get along with.

The black wooden pendulum clock stopped chiming after he got up and put away the bell. Owen climbed out of the comfortable four-poster bed, put on a warm robe, stood in front of the window and looked at the green gardens and gardens in the manor.

There is an endless flat lawn and a fountain with sculptures of the twelve constellations standing in front of the main entrance.

On Christmas morning, a small silver bell popped out of the black wooden pendulum clock hanging on the wall of the bedroom. The sound of the jingle woke Owen up from his sleep. With his eyes closed, he picked up the wand on the bedside and waved it.

Suddenly, the curtains opened lightly, and the cool winter sunlight illuminated the luxurious carpets on the bedroom floor and the exquisite carvings on the walls.

Draco jumped up and grabbed Blaise's neck. Pansy quickly went over to pull the arm aside, and everything in the carriage was abuzz. Daphne pursed her lips and laughed, her blue eyes turning slyly, and she secretly stretched out her hand to hold him down.

A chess piece on the wizard's chessboard in front of you.

"Harry, if you beg me, I can allow you to come to my house. I think my mother wouldn't mind preparing food for one more person." Draco raised his chin reservedly.

"Well, I'm back." Owen smiled and gave him a hug.

The family chatted about interesting things at Hogwarts for a while. Owen went to the greenhouse to see the magic pigeons and rabbits he raised, fed them some food, and then returned to the room to rest.

"It seems that you have grown just a little bit taller. I hope your height will not be like that of your grandmother, who is less than 1.6 meters tall!" Mr. Albert Shafik compared Owen's height and said with a playful smile.

"At least no one died, which is better than Durmstrang, where one or two will die every few years." Albert said, "We originally chose to send Owen to Hogwarts instead of going with him.

His cousin from the Rosier family went to Durmstrang together, didn't he just value the safety there? Although the teaching style of Hogwarts is too conservative, he is still so young, so it is right for him to be exposed to dark magic later.

.”

Several people kept talking until Crabbe burned the bottom of his cauldron and spilled the hot potion onto the ground. The entire Potions classroom was instantly flooded with steam.

The family first entered the Leaky Cauldron through Apparition, and borrowed the fireplace here to fly directly back to the manor in Gloucestershire.

"That's right, he deserves to be my son." Albert patted Owen hard on the shoulder, "However, smart people should learn not to fall down twice in the same place. Since I entered the fourth grade, I have violated school rules.

I've never been caught again."

"Pretty, right? But the more beautiful a woman is, the more dangerous she is." When Owen was slightly distracted, Albert patted his shoulder with a smile.

Professor Snape angrily waved his wand to clean up the classroom, deducted some points from Crabbe, and gave everyone a bunch of desperate homework before letting the students leave the classroom.

"But what should I give as a gift? A pile of cockroaches endorsed by Dumbledore?" Owen thought divergently. Well, if you give this as a gift, although you won't be attacked by Avatar, you might get your bones ripped out, right?

"Have you ever been in solitary confinement?" Albert said with disapproval.

"Tell him that he can add a few real cockroaches to it and give it to Dumbledore?" He will still be heartbroken...

"...No." Irving paused and said. He never causes trouble, it's just trouble that troubles him.

For example, he prepared a book "Three Thousand Questions on the Theory of Charms" for Harry. The little wizard who has been addicted to reading recently will probably cry with joy. He also gave Blaise a few scare balloons, which are the Weasley twins.

The magic trick merchandise given to him was an answer to the sponsor's father. There was also a beautifully designed lamp for Daphne, several small models for Draco, and candies for Crabbe and Goyle, etc.

.

Owen and his friends occupied a box, eating a table of candies brought by Draco's wealth. On the way, Blaise lit a large bundle of Libian fireworks, and was burned into an explosive head by the fireworks flying everywhere.

, and lit Draco's hat on fire.

Meletia glanced at Owen, then jumped onto her lap after Owen nodded, meowing coquettishly at her. Adeline also gently stroked Meletia's soft hair, and slowly stroked the kitten with her slender fingers.

On the top of Tanuki's head and the back of his neck, there was a soft smile on his face.

"Owen, see you after the holiday!" Daphne followed a beautiful blond woman away.

"Tch." Draco curled his lips and raised his chin higher.

He was wearing a dark blue robe and a black dome hat. He looked about thirty years old. He was tall and thin, with a slightly pale complexion. He had a handsome appearance and long straight black hair low on the back of his head.

His hair was tied into a bunch, and his black eyes, like Owen's, always had a cynical smile.

"It's your turn..." Daphne said with a wink, her body shaking slightly in a covert manner.

"So in your eyes, Dad, how dangerous is Mom?" Owen raised his eyebrows and directly asked a question.

"Or give him a Harry Potter or other action figure, and he can smash it to decompress when he is angry? Well, then use the repair spell to repair it in one second, recycle it, super value..." Owen stared blankly

Ceiling, "How about giving him a copy of "The Self-cultivation of a Villain" to let him understand the importance of appearance. He can have no hair, but a nose cannot be missing..."

And, a hat for Professor Quirrell, um, green. I don’t know where Quirrell made the mistake. He actually believed Owen’s lies and started to change his image, but Owen was also happy to see it happen. Even if he is a villain

You also have to pay attention to your image. No, it should be said that as a villain, you have to be more charming. Otherwise, how can you attract others to fall into the trap?

Thinking about it this way, Owen discovered that there was one more guy missing. Isn't my dear Professor Voldemort qualified to get a Christmas gift?

"Okay, I lost again." Daphne puffed up her cheeks slightly. She had already lost to the point where she doubted her life. Her self-confidence was hit, and she probably needed to play a few more games with Draco to recover.

"I can handle it." Owen smiled and shook his head. It's just that he was targeted by the Dark Lord. It's not a big deal... right?

The manor's mansion is a pale yellow Tudor Gothic building, surrounded by a garden full of white roses all year round. White rose bushes are wrapped around the wrought iron railings around the manor, and under the magical power of magic, they will remain there from spring.

It blooms in autumn and only falls asleep in the snow-covered winter, so it is also called the White Rose Manor.

On this morning, the little wizards walked along the snow-covered road to the platform and boarded the train home amid cheerful laughter.

"Ah, it's so devastating, otherwise how could I be so fascinated by it?" Albert said calmly, holding Ms. Adeline's hand. Adeline looked at it with a smile.

When he glanced at him, his pair of quiet, deep dark green pupils seemed to possess the mysterious magic power that could see through everything, but they also carried a calm and peaceful tone that did not bother him.

The last class before the Christmas vacation is over. The little wizards are like birds flying out of their cages, and the campus is filled with laughter and laughter.

Most of the young wizards changed into clothes from the Muggle world, but Owen and the others did not need it. Their family had never been in contact with Muggles, and they never prepared Muggle clothes in their wardrobe.

Shafiq Manor is located on a hill outside the village of Noblewick in southern Gloucestershire. The manor is surrounded by lush woods. Because a Muggle expulsion spell has been cast on it, Muggles will not know it when walking in the woods.

Unconsciously, they turned back to the bottom of the mountain. In their eyes, this mountain was just a barren mountain.

Owen smiled and commanded his chess pieces to eat Daphne's king.

In addition, Owen also prepared gifts for several familiar professors, such as a set of brand-new potions equipment for Professor Snape, and a large jar of catnip for Professor McGonagall.

All her kittens and cats will also like it.

Under Melet's lazy gaze, Owen opened his Christmas gifts one by one.

The train arrived at King's Cross Station with a roar, and the platform was already crowded with parents who came to greet them. Owen and his friends got off the train and looked for their family members in the crowd.

Owen walked towards his parents. They both came over and were talking to Daphne and Blaise's mother, and waved in this direction.

She looked at Owen with her dark green eyes. There was a soft look in her calm eyes, and she said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Welcome back, Owen."

What Blaise gave him was a large series of special fireworks, Draco's diary that would spray foul-smelling liquid into the face of anyone who peeked, Hermione's large spell book, and Neville's

Some kind of suspicious plant that seems to be breathing softly.

Harry's gift was a Muggle educational toy that looked like a nine-link chain. He probably thought Owen would like this kind of thing. Daphne's gift was a beautiful pointed hat, dark green in color and surrounded by

There are dots of silver patterns.

"Tsk, is this what the hat-giver gives to everyone?" Owen put the hat on his head in a funny way and continued to open the remaining gifts. In fact, cuckold has no special meaning in this country, and a hat of this color is still

Very popular.

After sorting out all the Christmas gifts, he stretched out and enjoyed a leisurely and peaceful Christmas with his family.

(End of chapter)