A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 169 The Asymptotic Conspiracy

After Owen's figure disappeared behind the door for a long time, Peter Pettigrew, who was staring blankly at the door, suddenly jumped up, walking back and forth behind the desk with an excited expression on his face.

The air in the office was sultry from the raging flames in the fireplace, and Pettigrew's face became more and more ruddy.He finally caught the fox's tail of the Aether Society, and even managed to sneak into this organization. He can do good deeds without being punished.

After a long time, he managed to calm down. He rubbed his fingers on the crumpled lake-blue robe on his body, and took a big gulp from a small thermos the size of a palm from his pocket.Then he sat back on the chair, carefully reviewing and sorting out the conversation just now with his not-so-intelligent head.

Gilderoy Lockhart turned out to be a member of the Aether Society!He entered Hogwarts as a professor for the mission of the Aether Society, in order to catch Harry Potter!
No wonder Lockhart usually acted like a piece of trash. It turned out that he had been disguising himself so that others would lose their guard. He had fooled everyone with his superb acting skills!His behavior of always approaching Harry Potter in various ways these days has also been explained, which is purely a conspiracy.

Peter Pettigrew gritted his teeth, and he said how a world-renowned writer could be a vain fool who can only brag, and it turned out that he was the one who was tricked.He usually cleans up the mess for Lockhart, this sinister and cunning guy has been watching his jokes, right?

Thinking of this, he wished he could go to the school hospital and beat that guy to pieces.He somewhat regretted why he didn't directly kill this hateful liar that night.No, fortunately he didn't kill Lockhart. Although there is no way to undo the petrification now, but save his life, the Dark Lord can also torture the information of the Aether Society from him in the future.

In addition to Lockhart, Owen Shafik was absorbed into the Aether Society this year, but one of his trainee members obviously didn't know much about the Aether Society's intelligence, and was of little value.Lockhart probably just wanted to use him to keep an eye on and spy on Harry.

Maybe we can find a way to get rid of that member of the Aether Society named Lilith. Although she is not at Hogwarts, she will take Lockhart back to the headquarters when he makes a move. It will be a good opportunity... But if Before the end of May, otherwise the mission will fail.

But what were the diaries and diadems they were looking for?Could it be the diadem that had appeared in the hands of the group of Weasleys and then disappeared?Also, the Ethereal Society discovered the Chamber of Secrets, and can even control the Basilisk...

Thinking of this, Peter Pettigrew heaved a sigh of relief.He hadn't dared to contact the Dark Lord during this time, because he was attacked by the basilisk the night he attacked Harry.He thought it was the Dark Lord who wanted to kill the donkey, but he became suspicious of this conjecture during those days when he turned into a mouse and hid, but he didn't dare to ask the Dark Lord for proof.

Fortunately, the Dark Lord did not give up on him!

Peter Pettigrew happily fantasizes about being rewarded by the Dark Lord for his great achievements. As long as his master makes a comeback, he will become the most trusted and valued subordinate of his master. No one will dare to threaten him, no one will dare to despise and look down on him anymore ...if only he could help the Dark Lord obtain the Philosopher's Stone from the Aetherial Society...

As if being splashed with cold water, the eagerness in his heart instantly cooled down.Just one Lockhart is so difficult, how powerful should the Aether Society be?Although he is now pretending to be one of them, can he really not show his flaws?He knew he couldn't do it, let alone sneak into the headquarters of the Aether Society to steal the Philosopher's Stone.

"What should I do, do I want to contact the Dark Lord?" He hesitated.He would have screwed this up on his own, but to contact the Dark Lord...he was too scared.

Pettigrew's expression changed erratically for a while, and he couldn't help taking out a bag of peanut biscuits from under the table, and took out a piece with both hands and gnawed it quickly.He needs yummy biscuits to soothe his soul.

During the long hesitation and delay, the hour hand pointed to nine o'clock in the evening.He killed two bags of peanut biscuits, the table top and skirt were covered with biscuit crumbs, and the thick pile of homework that will be handed out tomorrow has not been corrected at all...

He finally made up his mind. After tidying up the office, he used the contact magic left by the Dark Lord, then struggled to get up from the chair, wringing his hands and waiting nervously.

The flame in the fireplace swayed as if being blown by the wind, and suddenly dimmed a lot.A rustling sound came from every corner of the office, and the whole room became much darker and colder.

"Give me an explanation, Wormtail." The high-pitched and cold voice came from all directions, carrying unquestionable majesty.

"Master! I was attacked by a basilisk!" Peter Pettigrew collapsed on the ground limply, and told his experience like pouring beans, with tears streaming from his watery eyes, "...Harry Knowing what I did, Dumbledore also knew...I can only turn into a mouse and hide, not daring to appear in front of anyone again..."

"You didn't contact me, Wormtail." The voice became very soft, but it gave off a dangerous feeling, "Do you think you can stand on your own?"

"No! Master, I'm just too scared... woo woo..." Pettigrew sobbed and knelt down humbly, begging for forgiveness.

"I don't want to know your boring inner monologue." The voice said lazily, "but I'm a little surprised that you can think of replacing Lockhart." It seems that this servant is not useless, a little clever, but a weak After all, the waste will not become a big deal.

"I just want to continue working for you. A professor's status will be more useful." Peter Pettigrew smiled flatteringly, "Master, I got a big clue about the Aether Society today!"

He told him exactly what Owen had said to him, and his chattering voice echoed in the office.The invisible audience seems to have left.

"Owen Shafik... He joined the Aether Society?" There was a hint of contemplation in the indifferent voice.

"Yes, Gilderoy Lockhart guided him to join. But he is not yet an official member, and he doesn't seem to know much about the Aether Society." Sensing the Dark Lord's different attitude, Pettigrew couldn't help but Thinking wildly, he said cautiously.

"Go on." The voice became calmer.Ever since the fight in the Room of Requirement, he had been impressed by Owen Shafik, an extremely arrogant little wizard.He seems to be a fanatical and loyal servant, and he only wants to get the Philosopher's Stone by himself, and make the greatest contribution...

He doesn't care if his subordinates are ambitious, as long as they can do things beautifully, such people are more useful.But he wasn't sure about the other party's loyalty—did Owen Shafik join the Aether Society to steal the Philosopher's Stone, or did he really become a member of it?
It was only then that he realized that he knew too little about Owen, and even though he paid enough attention to it, he always involuntarily ignored his existence.

He has investigated and observed the other party for a long time, he is a young wizard with outstanding talent and smart mind.Born in a pure-blooded family, he didn't show any strange attitude towards mudbloods. He led the formation of a study group and won people's hearts by explaining the theory of magic, which made Harry Potter and other members trust him very much.Perfect in every way except being too sleepy.

But everything he sees may be an illusion carefully disguised by the other party. Wearing a flawless mask, he usually shows false gentleness and friendliness, and hides bottomless darkness and violence in his heart...

Such a follower made him feel very interesting, but he couldn't help being vigilant at the moment.

Peter Pettigrew was still recounting the whole story of that conversation. When he said that the Aether Society was looking for the diary and the crown, the surrounding darkness violently churned, and the sudden strong cold made him shiver. Shudderingly, he closed his mouth.

"Say it, why don't you continue?" The Dark Lord's voice was as cold as sharp ice shards, and there was creepy anger and murderous intent in his tone.The diary and the crown, these two very different things put together... Has the Aether Society already known his biggest secret?

"I don't know...Master, Owen Shafik didn't...didn't elaborate on this..." Pettigrew stammered, on the verge of crying again.

"Continue to contact him and find out how far they have gone in their investigation!" There was a trace of well-hidden eagerness and even panic in the frightened and angry voice.If the Aetherial Society knew, and was after his Horcruxes...they must die!

"Yes, master!" Pettigrew dared not have any doubts, and lowered his head tremblingly.

"You've done a good job on this matter, Wormtail." The Dark Lord's voice suddenly softened.If it was in his heyday, such a servant who disappointed him time and time again would have died long ago, but now the identity of the other party has become very important.

"I hope you can make good use of this opportunity and don't let me down again."

Pettigrew nodded gratefully, his tense body almost collapsed to the ground.He hurriedly said: "Master, what should I do? I'm not sure that I won't show my weakness in front of the Aether Society..." His voice became weaker and weaker.

The Dark Lord was silent for a long time, suffocating anger in his heart, but he could only hold back his impatience to give advice to this stupid servant.If it wasn't for the fact that the other party was still useful, he would definitely let this guy have a good taste of the Cruciatus Curse.

"Lockhart is a member of the Aether Society, and there is a high probability that he has something to contact or a token to prove his identity." Finally, he said.

Pettigrew froze for a moment, groping around himself blankly.Then he seemed to think of something, and timidly moved to a corner of the office, and took out a round pendant with an eye pattern from the inside pocket of a hanging robe.

It was the dress he'd taken off Lockhart the day he replaced him, and the pendant was hidden in his pocket.He thought it was just an ordinary pendant. Although the pattern of the eyes was a little weird, it didn't attract much attention from him.

Well, he wouldn't know that Owen stuffed it right in front of his eyes.

"Master, do you want to see this?"

The voice let out a chuckle, and said lightly: "A gadget for remote communication."

Pettigrew hurriedly put away the pendant, and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.It's a good thing he told the Dark Lord about it, otherwise he would have screwed up the matter.

The Dark Lord's voice quietly dissipated, the fire in the office suddenly brightened, and the air became stuffy again.

Peter Pettigrew dragged his limp body and slumped on the chair, his legs were trembling, and he finally cheered up after eating half a bag of biscuits.He was in a daze for a while, and after looking at the time, he resignedly began to correct the students' homework.

"Ah-"

In the Slytherin common room, Owen sneezed loudly, knocking out his groggy drowsiness.Melet gave him a disgusted look, licked her front paws and began to wash her face.

"Tsk, someone must be talking about me." Owen touched his nose and said with a smile.

"Oh, well thought out." Draco slapped Nyx, who was an eyesore, flat on the table.

……

The weather is getting warmer, and there are wisps of clouds floating in the clear sky.

Owen and Harry stood outside the cave where the basilisk was hidden, posing in exactly the same pose and looking inside curiously.

There were bursts of rumbling sounds in the cave, dust fell down, and even the ground was shaking slightly.The huge bright green body of the basilisk was rolling and tossing endlessly in the cave, while Hagrid was clinging to its tail tightly, being thrown around like a torn sack.

"Hagrid... are you alright?" Seeing Hagrid being slammed against the stone wall again, Harry asked grinning, his expression extremely worried.He turned to Parseltongue again: "Stop making trouble, Basilisk, can't you be quiet for a while?"

The basilisk finally calmed down, its hideous and beautiful head drooping listlessly on the ground, the bright yellow eyes like light bulbs also dimmed, as if covered with a hazy mist, as if crying: "I want to go back……"

"It's okay, Harry, I'm playing with him." Hagrid got up from the ground disheveledly, without a single scar on his body, his black beetle-like eyes were gleaming at the slender and powerful body of the Basilisk through the glasses. , with an eager expression and a little unsatisfactory expression.

He came outside the cave, threw a live cow into it, and said with sympathy and kindness: "He has always been in a bad mood, always wanting to leave here and go back to the castle, and he has been depressed recently. I just I hope it can be happier... Sigh, although he has hurt people, he is not bad at heart, it was that bastard who was so bad to the bone that forced him..."

Owen blinked his eyes, watching from a distance that the basilisk swallowed the whole live cow with tears in his eyes, and continued to sigh after swallowing it with a thud.The corner of his mouth twitched, why did he feel that this basilisk had gained weight after only a few days of absence?

"I think... it's getting fat, Hagrid." Harry said what Owen was thinking.

"Really? That would be great!" said Hagrid enthusiastically. "The little guy has been locked up for so many years, and he hasn't had a few full meals. He is extremely malnourished... God damn Slytherin. He Too skinny, I'm feeding him."

"Little guy?" Owen raised his eyebrows.Even at Hagrid's size, the basilisk was not a little guy.

"He has been locked up, sleeping all year round, and his mental age is younger than you." Hagrid shook his head with a sigh, and a few blades of grass fell from his messy, shaggy beard. child."

"When the matter is over, I must ask Dumbledore to send him back to the castle. I will send him food regularly. He has nowhere to go but here, and there is no place outside to keep basilisks... If he is killed Those guys from the Ministry of Magic found out, and he will be executed." Hagrid wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes as he spoke.

"By the way, go back quickly, the Forbidden Forest is not peaceful recently." He pushed the two speechless little wizards back with his huge palm, and urged, "There are always animals dying, All kinds of animals, all the blood has been drained from the whole body... Alas, it must be the evil creature that was not found last year..."

"I see..." Owen nodded thoughtfully.He didn't come to replenish Tom's vitality recently, so the only possibility is that the crown reached out to the animals in the Forbidden Forest. After all, blindly persecuting students will make things out of hand.

The two were enthusiastically sent out of the Forbidden Forest by Hagrid, and then driven back to the castle.

　Thank you Cx Moling for the 500 starting coins~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)