A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 95 Nightmare Forest

Christmas in the Shafiq family is not noisy, just quiet and warm, as quiet as the snow on the lawn outside the window.

Everyone received a Christmas gift, and even the house elves each received a soft and warm quilt. This made the always hardworking people even more energetic and busy in the manor all day long.

Every trace of dust in the corner must be carefully swept away.

At noon, the family enjoyed a delicious lunch. Mr. Albert and Ms. Adeline drank a bottle of red wine and could not help but dance a soothing ballroom dance to the beautiful music. Only Owen felt that he was a bit redundant.

After lunch, the family took a walk on the snow-covered lawn. The garden was filled with flowers that only bloom in winter, and there was a faint fragrance in the cold wind. The lake next to the garden was already covered with thick ice.

It looks like a light blue gemstone.

Owen was helplessly dragged by his playful father to build a few snowmen, while Ms. Adeline sat on a bench in the garden and watched with a smile, like a black rose blooming quietly, making the surroundings

The flowers all seemed to have lost their color.

Until night came, the family lit several bundles of special fireworks. The colorful phoenixes and fire dragons performed a grand dance in the sky, and finally turned into golden stars flying all over the sky, reflecting the sky like daylight.

After Christmas Day, Owen refused to go on vacation with his parents and prepared to visit Lady Elizabeth.

"Are you going to visit your friends by yourself?" Albert raised his eyebrows meaningfully, "Are you going to the little girl's house?"

Owen thought for a while and said seriously: "No, I'm going to the old girl's house."

"Okay, but you have to know that underage wizards can't do magic outside of school." Albert spread his hands, "It's fine if you do magic at home or around us, they can't tell who's who.

Curse, but when there are no adult wizards around you, the Ministry of Magic's warning will never be late."

"These notes are all written by me. They are all my research on the soul over the years. You can read them at will." Ms. Elizabeth said quietly. Facing Ms. Gray's doubtful eyes, she explained numbly: "As a curse

Spirit, I still have some means of recording."

"I drifted unconsciously in the world for a long time, constantly dominated by instinct, and then pulled back by reason. It was not until a hundred years later that I gradually recovered my past memories. I asked Merlin for help. He may not be able to save me, but

He could destroy me, but he refused to destroy an innocent soul. So I came to this forest and lived in seclusion since then, focusing on finding a solution."

Facing Owen's probing gaze, Ms. Elizabeth shook her head and said: "I can't figure out the principle. It can't split itself into two, but it can possess one creature and control the body of another creature at the same time...

"

There were thick fallen leaves buried under the snow in the forest, which creaked when stepped on, which was especially harsh in this quiet jungle. Owen walked deeper and deeper into the forest along the path marked on the map, and the snow on the ground became thicker and thicker.

There are fewer and fewer people coming, and the land takes on a dark color. There are gradually more evergreen trees, and their branches and leaves block the sunlight, making this forest dim all year round.

These little things have ghost-like illusory shapes. They are only the size of a human head and are pale in color. They have round little heads that look a bit like humans, and a pair of small black eyes that are unblinking.

There are two thin arms under the head, and there are no legs under the short body, as if it has turned into a wisp of smoke.

After changing places and confirming that Zongsi was indeed no longer with him, he looked at the sky, picked up his suitcase and stepped into the fireplace.

As long as Owen cannot erase his name from the Ministry of Magic, the trace will definitely exist. If the trace on a young wizard is blocked or eliminated, the Ministry of Magic will get the news as soon as possible and conduct an investigation.

This ghost lady is wearing a floor-length robe, and her silver-white figure floats quietly a few inches above the ground, blending in with the surrounding snowy scene. She is looking up at the sun in the sky with her hazy but beautiful face.

, looking cold and distant, with her usual arrogance.

"It is the product of an experiment. It came from a wizard who wanted to help me." Ms. Elizabeth reached out and stroked the nightmare. "But it failed in the end. But it is different. It can possess and control two people at the same time."

biology."

"You can study the nightmares in the forest, but don't harm them. None of them have harmed anyone." Ms. Elizabeth just continued.

"Welcome." She opened her lips, speaking briefly and without any fluctuations in her tone.

Owen walked along the mountain road for a long time, and after climbing over a high mountain, he finally came to a valley covered by a black forest. Outside the valley stood a long-decayed wooden sign with the words "Comer coming" in vague handwriting.

Stop" is probably a warning sign set up by Muggles.

After several twists and turns, Owen came to a small wizard's fair in southern Cornwall and met Ms. Gray at a stone monument at the exit.

"The curse on me comes from a very powerful dark wizard. Because I stopped the plague he spread, and discovered his traces by mistake. Before he was surrounded and killed, he cursed me with his life, making me

After death, you can only stay in the world as a ghost, turning into a cursed spirit that only knows killing." Ms. Elizabeth spoke of her past in emotionless language.

Ms. Gray flew around in the air as lightly as a little girl, and suddenly passed through the trunk of a huge ancient tree. A pale white little thing with the size of a human head was frightened and let out a "wow!"

He cried and drifted away.

Owen looked at the simple furnishings in the wooden house. There were only some old furniture, and the original exquisiteness and beauty could be vaguely seen from the blurred patterns, but all the items had gradually worn away over time, and their former glory could not be seen.

. He also noticed some letters that were well kept on a table. Those were all letters sent by him, but they were unexpectedly carefully collected by Ms. Elizabeth.

When a minor wizard uses magic outside of school during vacation, Trace can not only monitor the young wizard's location, but also detect what magic he is using, which is very inconvenient.

"Of course, but trace silk is a good thing. At least it can help us determine your location at any time, so that you will not be kidnapped by the scary old witch or the ferocious fire dragon one day." Albert said with a smile, "Don't expect it.

Your mother and I will help you crack it, and you can try it yourself."

Ms. Elizabeth nodded again, and then suddenly retracted her head. After a moment, the wooden door opened with a click, and the petite ghost lady floated quietly in the somewhat dim environment, her skirt and hair fluttering in the wind, like a flower.

Among the white roses fluttering in the wind, only those bright red eyes seemed to be shimmering.

Every underage wizard will have a trace on his body, which will monitor the magic fluctuations within a certain range around the young wizard. Once the young wizard violates the rules, he will receive a warning, and in serious cases, he may even be expelled from school. Of course, generally speaking,

The Ministry of Magic will only enable trace silk monitoring during student holidays and will not use it during school hours.

Owen smiled and stroked his heart, a deep darkness welling up in the depths of his eyes. He blinked and said in a relaxed tone: "There are always some things that cannot be done."

The trace silk has been used for a long time. It is not attached to the little wizard's wand, but connected to them. When the young wizards enter school, the Ministry of Magic will record their names in the book, and the trace silk will also be recorded at this time.

Start being able to monitor them.

"I just said that with a family like the Shafiq family having a long history, someone should try to crack the traces." Owen rubbed his brows helplessly. His father was indeed fooling him again.

The cries and laughter echoed one after another, instantly filling the dead forest. In the dark depths of the jungle, there seemed to be pale white figures passing by like ghosts, making the atmosphere here become eerie and gloomy. If

If it was a Muggle or a timid wizard who walked in, he would probably be so frightened that he would crawl away and run away.

According to the method in the handbook, Owen spent half a day making a bottle of magic potion. After dripping his own blood into it, the potion turned a beautiful fiery red.

He used gentle tricks to coax a seemingly innocent nightmare, and touched its foggy body with his fingers. The cold touch seemed to take away a trace of his body temperature. He used some magic that would not harm them.

Collecting information, but not doing in-depth research will not be of much use at all.

"Just because it can't be erased, doesn't mean it can't be removed." Owen thought of several transformation magics found in the Ravenclaw Chamber of Secrets, and began to try them with interest.

Owen took out the map that Ms. Elizabeth gave him and first stepped into the secluded forest in the valley.

"Is this a nightmare? It's rare to see it outside." Owen said with a smile, looking down at the map to himself, "Just walk a few hundred meters further this way and you'll be there."

"Your problems have become much more serious." Ms. Elizabeth looked at Owen in confusion, as if she didn't understand why he let herself sink deeper and deeper even though he knew something was coveting her body.

Although his parents ran away to play, fortunately there were many house elves at home, so Zongsi couldn't tell who was using magic. In fact, whether the little wizards in the wizarding family used magic outside of school basically depended on it.

Parental supervision, the Ministry of Magic's monitoring of them is very weak.

Adeline put her silk-gloved right hand on his palm with a smile, and after whispering a few words to Owen, the couple stepped into the fireplace and disappeared.

Owen caught two mice and watched the nightmare pass through the first mouse and into the second mouse under the command of Ms. Elizabeth. Soon, the movements of the two mice became synchronized.

, jumping up and down on the ground uniformly, as if performing a strange dance.

"Is this Ms. Elizabeth's nightmare forest?" Owen breathed out softly, and his breath condensed into white mist in the air. Ms. Gray quietly looked at the forest in front of her, and just nodded slightly.

Owen walked up the creaky wooden stairs to the door, raised his hand and knocked on the door. Before he could wait long, a beautiful and dull head poked out of the door. After seeing Owen and Ms. Gray, the red

His eyes flickered slightly and he nodded to them.

"Helena, I'm not late, am I?" Owen greeted with a smile.

These little things can possess people, which is very valuable to Owen.

The valley was silent, and even the raging cold wind stopped here. Most of the dense trees had black trunks, which contrasted with the white snow on the ground, adding a strange feeling to the place. Some trees had lost all their leaves.

The leaves have been removed, revealing the curved branches. Some trees still have dark green and yellow leaves hanging on them, trembling in the windless environment.

"Well, in order to break the curse on me and seek relief." Ms. Elizabeth said expressionlessly, her red eyes blinking slightly.

Ms. Elizabeth spoke very indifferently, looking like a puppet without any emotion, but it made people feel sincerely sad. Ms. Gray sighed deeply and held the other person's hand.

They will cover the eyes of sleeping people with their invisible palms, causing people to fall into nightmares and find it difficult to wake up. This is just a prank. The evil nightmares will penetrate into people's bodies and take up residence, gradually absorbing people's life and turning them into deformed people.

You will be in a trance, exhausted and weak, and eventually you will never wake up again, and nightmares will control your body actions.

Owen nodded thoughtfully. It seemed that he had better solve the problem of Zongsi first.

"The time is just right." Ms. Gray nodded slightly, raised her hand to smooth her long hair, and let it float lightly into the distance.

"Before death, I barely found a way to keep a little sanity, but what accompanied me was endless struggle and struggle. My clear mind and evil instincts were fighting and pulling in my body all the time.

, like walking on the edge of an abyss, unable to relax at all..."

However, it turned out that the Ministry of Magic's methods could not be cracked in a short time, even though Owen's current level of magic theory has exceeded that of most seventh-grade students. In the end, Owen went through the family library and his parents' study, and successfully

I found a note left by a certain ancestor.

Gradually, Owen heard whispers coming from the depths of the jungle, like many people whispering to each other. He listened intently but could not hear clearly, like meaningless babble. Soon, those whispers turned into

There was a sharp and long howling sound, the sound was resentful and thin, like a lost girl crying desperately, and there was also a faint laughter, which made people feel fearful.

"Ah, the weather is so nice today. Adeline, do you want to take a romantic trip on the go?" He extended his right hand to Adeline in a very graceful manner.

"Okay, thank you." Owen nodded solemnly, showing more respect for this ghost lady. For being able to restrain and restrain her instincts for thousands of years and not wanting to hurt anyone, this lady deserves respect.

The wooden house in front of me is made of black wood, and it can be seen that it must have been repaired from time to time. The entire wooden house is entangled with vines, and the evergreen vines are also glowing with dark green color, making them appear full of vitality. These vines will bloom in spring and summer.

The brilliant red flowers appear, I imagine it would be a beautiful sight.

He fed this bottle of magic potion to one of his rabbits. After watching the fluffy white rabbit obediently lick off the last bit of the magic potion, Owen felt as if his body became a little lighter. He didn't know if it was an illusion.

.

"Ms. Elizabeth, excuse me." Owen said with an elegant smile, "This is what I told you, Ms. Grey."

Several naughty nightmares slipped in from outside and circled around Owen without fear of anyone. They looked extremely curious about him, making the surrounding air much colder.

Ms. Elizabeth still doesn't talk much. Her indifferent expression and concise words can easily make people think she is impatient. In fact, she is just not good at talking, and her identity as a cursed spirit makes it difficult for her to express too many expressions.

The existence of Trace Silk does have more advantages than disadvantages for most minor wizards, but obviously not for some wizard families. Because it will indiscriminately monitor all magic fluctuations around the young wizard during the holidays and confirm that they are all

What kind of magic is it? No one likes this kind of surveillance that follows them everywhere, especially since many members of pure-blood families know a thing or two about black magic.

"Ms. Elizabeth, have you been studying souls?" Owen picked up a fairly new notebook with burning eyes, flipped through it eagerly, and at the same time quickly copied all the surrounding notes into the space facing the wall. There was no imprint on these notes.

Magic is very easy to copy.

If Mr. Albert and Ms. Adeline had not decided to travel away from home during this time, they might have rushed to help Owen get rid of Tracer's surveillance. After all, being detected using black magic is a big deal.

Problems can easily be exploited by adversaries.

This potion can transfer the traces on his body to other creatures, but it only lasts for about seven days at a time. After it expires, it needs to be remade. But this time is enough for Owen.

In the following time, he carefully read through Ms. Elizabeth's notes with great care. Most of these notes were very old, and although they were well preserved, the paper was already very brittle.

He put away the map and ignored the nightmares' threats. After passing through a natural barrier surrounded by black trees, he saw a two-story cabin located deep in the jungle.

Ms. Elizabeth just glanced at him without showing any curiosity. She floated to a trap door that seemed to lead to the basement and signaled to Owen.

"Dad, you must have a solution to the problem, right?" Owen winked at his father and shamelessly started acting cute.

Owen could only conduct research based on Ms. Elizabeth's notes, until a slightly different nightmare crawled into the basement. This nightmare's eyes were red, like Ms. Elizabeth's.

Ms. Gray also quickly discovered the other party's true character, so she relaxed a lot. The relationship between the two ghost ladies quickly became closer, and even Ms. Elizabeth seemed to show an expression like a smile.

Owen instantly looked at the little thing in front of him, showing an interested expression.

After chatting for a while, everyone got down to business.

Owen looked at this scene with deep eyes. He had a hunch that this little guy would be very helpful to him.

"What a thoughtful lady." Owen sighed in his heart, and then happily talked with Ms. Elizabeth and exchanged some questions about opera.

Abandoned at home, Owen shook his head in amusement, holding his chin in one hand as he thought about Zongsi's question.

Owen pushed open the trap door and saw a long downward staircase inside. He took out his wand and said "Luoshu", then followed Ms. Elizabeth's silver figure and walked in, finally arriving at a place on the ground.

In the room below, there are ancient notebooks placed in the room.

Owen knew that his parents even studied some dark magic. This was not a strange thing. Many inheritances of pure-blood families were studied by generations of ancestors. His grandparents even died in magic experiment accidents.

He instantly entered the space facing the wall, looked at the little guy with red eyes outside, and used the copy function on living creatures for the first time in a long time.

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

Owen chose to copy without hesitation, and wisps of white mist quickly condensed and took shape around him, eventually turning into the appearance of the nightmare outside. It unconsciously opened its red eyes and floated lightly in the space facing the wall.

It's not as lively as the one outside, but it doesn't look like a stiff puppet either.

Owen left the wall space with satisfaction. After staying in the forest for two days, he said goodbye to Ms. Elizabeth and left the Nightmare Forest.

(End of chapter)