A ruined Hogwarts

In the following days, Owen's campus life rarely became peaceful. There was no spoiler fax machine, no magical animals running around the castle, and no Dark Lord messing with him...

Because Quirrell and Voldemort were busy with the three-headed dog. Some time ago, Voldemort, who had plenty of money, seemed to have brewed a pot of potion in an attempt to deal with the three-headed dog, but in the end he failed and was roared back by the three-headed dog Lu Wei. The deafening roar almost woke up everyone in the entire castle.

As a very rare and powerful magical animal, this three-headed dog has the strength and magic resistance of a 5X level magical animal, and it only listens to Hagrid, making it a good choice for guarding. Quirrell and Voldemort dreamed of figuring out what its weakness was.

Owen naturally showed that he was trying to find out the news, and from time to time he would go with Harry and the others to look for Hagrid. Hagrid had been sad for a long time since he sent away the Chimera and the Five-legged Monster that almost overturned Hogwarts last time. The scene at that time could be called a touching drama of life and death.

Fortunately, the bird snake and several other small things he left in the Forbidden Forest soothed his soul. Hagrid found another bird snake from somewhere and was very keen to take the little wizards to see it. Cuties in the ban. He would always proudly explain to everyone their current status, such as how many pounds they had gained, how they were feeling, or how much they had eaten today.

Owen showed a strong interest in this and he was willing to get in touch with these magical animals. This performance made Hagrid smile and praised him for his future.

Harry began to show a keen interest in the things guarded by the three-headed dog, and was obsessed with trying to get things out of Hagrid. Because judging from the conversation they overheard that day between Snape and Quirrell, Professor Snape seemed to be plotting that thing, trying to force Professor Quirrell to figure out how to pass the big dog...

Owen could only say that Professor Snape was not very good at speaking human words. He was obviously a positive person, but his words were so ambiguous.

Harry was extremely confused about this and didn't know whether he should tell Dumbledore about it. In his opinion, although Professor Snape is usually gloomy, cold and eccentric, he is a good professor who cares about his students. Therefore, he planned to find out what that thing was first.

Hagrid, however, was quite vigilant about this matter. Once the issue was brought up, he would change the subject loudly, making Harry anxious, as if he was the one ordered by the Dark Lord to inquire about the information.

Owen was happy to watch the show, and Voldemort had not lost his patience, so he delayed it as a matter of course. He actually has a lot of troubles of his own. During these days, he has been intensively absorbing knowledge in the wall-facing space and carefully studied the mind separation magic left by Ravenclaw. Recently, he has almost mastered it.

After learning it, Owen entered the experimental stage without hesitation. The experimental subject was naturally himself in the wall-facing space.

The first experiment was naturally with the original version of Ravenclaw. Amidst the complex and difficult-to-speak incantations, Owen felt that his thoughts were divided and his emotions were stripped away. The malice that always lingered in his heart seemed to be sucked away by a magnet, completely contracted and isolated somewhere in his brain. , and the same goes for all good intentions.

Owen experienced a feeling of absolute sanity. The brain seems to have turned into a cold machine, operating more smoothly and clearly, as if a large part of the memory has been liberated, soaring briskly. All the decisions he makes in this state are based on his own goals and interests, and he is indifferent to everything else. While his efficiency is greatly improved, he can also ignore everything without emotion.

In this absolutely rational state, he was able to use all black magic calmly, and even after using it many times, he did not feel the impact on his own mind. The rampant and enhanced malice has been classified into that part of the isolated mind, and does not affect the improvement of the power of black magic. If oneself did not lose all emotions, this state would undoubtedly be very ideal.

Irving left the wall space to refresh his state and rediscover his emotions, but the thinking problems were beyond the scope of the wall space. All the emotions that had been isolated before surged forward in an instant, especially the malice he had accumulated when he experimented with black magic suddenly burst out, causing violent bloodshot eyes to appear in his eyes, and his body trembled uncontrollably. After a long time, he finally Completely in control of myself.

"I almost couldn't stand it after only maintaining it for such a short period of time. No wonder Ravenclaw fell ill immediately after being released from the state of absolute sanity..." Owen stuffed chocolate into his mouth tiredly, feeling the bitterness in it. The sweet aroma melts in your mouth, a warm current slightly dispels the coldness in your body and mind, and you exhale gently.

After adjusting his condition, he once again entered the wall-facing space and began to improve the curse.

The process of improvement was difficult and dangerous. Owen worked hard day and night, and gradually found the direction after failed attempts.

His initial idea was to eliminate that state of absolute sanity, but after experimenting on himself many times, he found that this was impossible. The reason for the emergence of absolute sanity is that the positive and negative sides of oneself are isolated. Owen tried to isolate only the dark side of himself, but he soon discovered that once the balance of positive and negative was broken, the curse would no longer be effective.

He instead decided to completely separate the dark side of himself and find a way to transplant it to other places, such as placing it in the Dark Guard. He successfully created a new spell and tried it on himself. After experiencing the severe pain that seemed to cut his brain in half, Owen's thoughts completely fell into madness, and he almost turned himself into a madman. .

After many improvements and attempts, he finally rejected this direction. Dividing one's own mind is as absurd, dangerous, and stupid as dividing one's own soul.

After thinking about it for a long time, Irving decided to take a step back. He realizes that both positive and negative sides are part of himself. Now that he has accepted his dark side, he does not need to completely isolate it. He didn't expect to get involved in the field of white magic, since he was already repulsed by white magic anyway.

Therefore, he only needs to ensure that his mind will not continue to be corrupted by black magic, and that he will not let the malice in his heart spread unchecked. In Irving's view, maintaining the status quo may be the best outcome.

After determining the direction of improvement, he quickly achieved initial results.

Use the newly born evil thoughts as the target of isolation, and use your own original malice as a bridge to connect with the dark guardian who is closely related to your own personality and emotions. Next, he only needs to transfer his new evil thoughts into the natural empty shell of the Black Demon Guard, and he can eliminate two hidden dangers in himself at the same time.

But Owen's research still hit a deadlock here. How to transfer the new evil thoughts to the black devil guard has troubled him for a long time.

To occupy this empty shell, what is needed is the soul rather than the mind, but how to make that part of the evil thoughts have the characteristics of the soul?

Owen's first thought was to use part of his own soul as a carrier, but this would be difficult to achieve unless he split his own soul. Although he had recently learned some information about how to make Horcruxes from several dark magic books in Ravenclaw, splitting the soul for such a thing was completely putting the cart before the horse.

This question ran out of ideas for a while, and Owen had no choice but to continue browsing the books for inspiration while preparing for his large-scale magic show.

On this day, Owen crawled out of his seamless stretching box in disgrace. His hair and clothes, which were always clean and tidy, were covered in dust, which made Melete next to him sneeze all the time.

He closed the lid of the suitcase hard, used a cleaning spell to clean himself, and then walked out of the side door with Melete, who was meowing and crying out for hunger, and stood in a corridor on the eighth floor of the castle. In order to keep it secret, he had already moved his studio to the Room of Requirement.

Kitten Tanuki has been weaned and now eats more and more, her round body has gradually grown, and her limbs have become strong and slender.

Fortunately, as a magical animal with magical powers, Melete is not as delicate as Muggle pets. She can drink milk and eat meat and vegetarian food. Cats in the wild usually feed on mice, fish and birds, as well as wild fruits, but Melete has been with Owen for a long time and prefers to eat cooked food.

Since being weaned, Melete has become more and more active, wandering around the Hogwarts castle day by day. Ever since she keenly discovered the location of the kitchen, slipped in and was warmly entertained by the house elves, she had become even more diligent in her hunger.

"If you keep eating like this, you will turn into a pig sooner or later." Owen gently pulled Melete's big ears angrily. Although this kitten is light brown, it has a hint of orange, which is very dangerous.

Melete raised her little head proudly and swung her long tail flexibly, not taking Owen's words to heart at all. How could she gain weight if she is so cute!

Owen shook his head and took several hidden shortcuts to the hall, entered the stairs leading to the basement, and found a painting in a brightly lit stone corridor. He raised his hand and scratched a pear in the painting. He heard it chuckle and then turned into a green doorknob.

Owen turned the door handle and entered the Hogwarts kitchen. There were many house elves busy preparing food, and the air was filled with an alluring aroma of food.

Melete couldn't wait to jump down from Owen's arms, climbed up to the table with ease, and sat there proudly and reservedly, waiting for the elves to serve the food, but the swaying tail behind her revealed her excitement and impatience. A patient mood.

The house elves all wore tea towels with the Hogwarts school crest on them, and were not surprised by Melete's arrival. They greeted Owen respectfully and enthusiastically to sit down, and then a steady stream of food was delivered to the table, with pairs of big glass bead-like eyes shining with pure expectation and joy.

Under the expectant looks, Owen and Melete had a full meal, and then said goodbye to the elves in a good mood. On the way back to the common room, Owen also met Mrs. Norris and fed her some small dried fish as usual. Melete looked at this scene arrogantly throughout, like a superior queen overlooking her subjects.

Mrs. Norris has gained some weight recently, and her dry and knotted hair has become shiny and smooth. She looks much more beautiful and cute, and her aura is somewhat majestic. During this time, Owen often brought food to Mrs. Norris and helped her clean up her messy hair. He had successfully become familiar with her. Sometimes he could even pet her head and share his experience in raising cats with Filch. .

Mrs. Norris ate the dried fish slowly, her eyes narrowed with satisfaction, and her bright eyes looked at Melete with fear and pride, as if to say: Look, your master still likes me more! You are an unattractive cat!

Melete bared her bright white fangs angrily in Owen's arms, her two big ears turned into airplane ears, and her big tail danced wildly, slapping Owen's cheeks in pain.

Mrs. Norris was frightened by Neko's aura, but after seeing Mr. Filch slowly approaching, she became fearless again. After glancing at Melete with a very haughty look, she finished the last few dried fish in two or two bites and ran to Filch with an elegant cat walk.

Melete let out a low growl. If Owen hadn't held her tightly, the increasingly grumpy kitten Nizi would have rushed over to beat the cat.

In the next few hours, the angry kitten Nizi kept looking at Owen with cold, arrogant and dissatisfied eyes, as if he could no longer be coaxed, as if he was accusing Owen of his crimes with his eyes: You all have me. Yeah, why are you always thinking about other cats!

It wasn't until she felt hungry again that she started to pester Owen and act like a baby...

Time flies by, Christmas is coming, and this semester is coming to an end. Owen signed the return list without hesitation, and he wanted to take the opportunity to visit the ghost lady Elizabeth.

Harry has been holding a large pile of books listed by Dumbledore and chewing on them these days. He looks very much like the little girl Hermione. The little wizard's eyes seemed to have lost their sparkle, and he would show a pitiful and resentful look whenever he saw his friends playing around. Only Hermione was very relieved and still had time to read these books with Harry. Daphne will be there too.

As for Owen...he is still too busy with his own affairs. In the eyes of many young wizards, he is becoming more and more invisible.

However, a strange thing happened in Hogwarts recently. Professor Quirrell, who had always been timid and eccentric, changed!

The shabby robe on his body was replaced by a new one, and the large purple scarf that had been wrapped around his head was replaced by a black pointed hat that firmly covered the back of his head. Even the weird smell of garlic that lingered around him all year round was gone. It turned into a light perfume smell!

Such a normally dressed young professor walked in Hogwarts and stood out among the professors, becoming the most handsome boy!

The little wizards were talking a lot, and they all felt that Professor Quirrell had recently fallen in love, and decided to change himself for his lover, overcome his fear, and even tried hard to stutter less during class. A bold little wizard asked this question directly in class. After Quirrell hesitated and avoided everyone's eyes, this conjecture became a fact in people's eyes.

Soon, many professors also learned about this. They witnessed the changes in Quirrell. They were pleased and deeply supported him, and occasionally they would sincerely encourage him when they met. Professor Flitwick also enthusiastically helped him, claiming that he was a heartthrob when he was young and fascinated many beautiful witches.

Professor Snape was the only one who was puzzled by Quirrell's changes. He was alert for a long time with the mentality that something strange would happen. He watched Quirrell's movements suspiciously, and even the wrinkles between his eyebrows were squeezed out. Together.

Although Peeves still made Quirrell a little embarrassed, seeing Professor Quirrell who worked so hard to change himself suffer such excessive pranks every day, a group of sympathetic little witches became angry.

Especially when they saw that Quirrell's face was getting paler and his body seemed to be getting weaker, these little witches took action spontaneously to protect Professor Quirrell, as if they had established a Quirrell Protection Association.

The first snow of the year has covered Hogwarts. The grounds outside the castle are covered with several feet of snow, and the lake is covered with hard ice.

Owen walked out of Professor McGonagall's office with a smile on his face, Melete standing on his shoulder. A group of kittens and raccoons of different colors meowed behind him to see him off, and their soft meows made people's hearts melt.

He had just asked Professor McGonagall some questions about transfiguration, and had taken Melete to visit her brothers and sisters. When he saw that Melete was well raised and even much bigger than the other kittens, Professor McGonagall also showed a rare expression of satisfaction and took out a Transfiguration Notebook. Gave it to Owen.

After taking a few steps, Owen saw a group of little witches fiercely teaching the Weasley twins a lesson. Because the two of them enchanted several snowballs, making them chase Quirrell around and hit each other hard on the back of the head, which aroused the dissatisfaction of the little witches of the "Quillot Protection Association".

The twins looked helpless with their smiling faces, and looked at each other with grimaces. They looked dejected, like Harry who had languished these days.

"What an unexpected development." Owen shook his head in amusement, watching Professor McGonagall angrily run over and confine the Weasley twins.

On the way back to the lounge, Owen met Ms. Gray who was standing in the corridor admiring the snowy scenery outside the window. The two stood by the window and chatted for a while. Since the last ghost festival, there have been more ghosts coming and going in Hogwarts, and it has become a communication center for ghosts.

After opening up and talking that night, Owen's relationship with Ms. Gray became much more harmonious. He could often get some useful knowledge from Ms. Gray. Many of his inspirations for improving the mind separation magic also came from her. she.

"I plan to visit Ms. Elizabeth during the Christmas vacation. Helena, are you interested in going with us?" Owen said with a smile, "I heard that there are many nightmares living in her forest, but I have never seen them before. ."

"She actually allowed outsiders to visit her?" Ms. Gray raised her eyebrows in surprise, the expression on her silver-white cheeks vague, "Her nightmare forest has refused outsiders to visit her for thousands of years... Well, I went there rashly. Isn't that too rude?" She looked very moved.

"No, Ms. Elizabeth is actually very happy to have someone visit." Owen shook his head in amusement. The shy ghost lady is not very good at expressing herself. When she is at a loss for words, she will only stare at the other party with her red eyes helplessly. With her dull expression, it is easy for people to feel that she is not easy to get along with. In fact, her heart Gentle and kind.

"Then I'd be happy to visit." Ms. Gray showed a hazy and beautiful smile.