A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 177 This wave is stable!

After locking himself in the office, Owen yawned wearily.Although he only stayed up all night, he spent every moment trying to control himself, and his mind was as tired as if he had worked non-stop for three days and three nights.

He squinted his eyes and took a sip of the compound decoction. The horrible taste distorted his face, and his mind instantly cleared up.After quickly and gracefully eating a plate of fried bacon, sausage and fried toast, he ducked into the back lounge.

The lounge has been blown up into a mess by him, but fortunately it's not his own, so he doesn't feel bad.He just recited a few "return to original" mantra casually, then fell down on the restored big bed and fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already evening, the sun was half buried below the horizon, and a few owls were flying in the gray-blue sky.

Owen sat up energetically, patted himself on the cheek, walked around the office for a while after tidying up, and then went into the space facing the wall to take a look.

There are a few more lines of writing on the wall filled with misty white mist, floating there quietly like clouds, and will be ignored if you are not careful:
[The connection point collection interface has been recycled...]

[connection point +23]

[The collection mechanism has been upgraded, and the ability to use the connection point to use the collection interface consumes 3 connection points/time. 】

A white jade flute is leaning against the mantra fax machine placed in the corner of the study room. The exquisitely carved patterns give people a gorgeous but elegant feeling, which makes people fondle admiringly.

Owen picked up the flute and fumbled for a while, and then played a short and beautiful tune. The sound of the flute was leisurely and beautiful, like an ethereal whale song, echoing faintly in the silent white mist space.Because no connection points are used, this tune has no special effect, it is just a nice tune.

During this process, Owen also fully explored its ability, which can amplify and spread some of its emotions to others, but it can be used more flexibly according to its own wishes.The most important thing is that this ability can be used in the real world, although it needs to use 3 connection points every time.

In other words, if Owen is willing, he can trigger an emotional contagion incident in reality at will, and even control the scope of transmission and the strength of emotions according to his mind, which is a good way to stir people's hearts.If used well, it can play a very important role in some situations.

Owen stroked the flute in his hand thoughtfully, then glanced at his existing 25 connection points.This time I got 23 connection points, much more than the 17 brought by the fax machine. It should be because he recovered later this time, the flute did more things outside, and collected more connection points.

"So, they are all connection points collecting ports, or in other words, collecting something and turning it into a connection point." Owen pondered, "So, what exactly do they collect? Magic power? Thoughts? Or, in other words, emotions? "

He put the flute back in place, went to the bookshelf where the research archives were stored, took out a portfolio about the research on the space facing the wall, and added a few strokes to the paper inside.

He sat in the armchair in front of the desk again, stared blankly for a while, then opened the left-hand drawer, and took out a tattered diary with a black cover, exactly like Tom's diary.

Although he is unwilling to make Horcruxes, Owen is very interested in researching Horcruxes. After all, they are rare magic items that touch the realm of the soul.Having held Tom's diary for so long, he naturally duplicated one in the wall-facing space early on, consuming only one connection point.

When he tried to copy this diary, he had taken many precautions, fearing being sensed by Voldemort or interfering with the wall space.But it turned out that he thought too much. The diary was like other creatures. After being copied, it became mentally retarded, and it would not be able to chat with Owen to amuse itself, as if it had become an ordinary notebook.

Of course, most of the characteristics of the Horcrux are still preserved, just like the little nightmare floating around, it has lost its sanity, which is more than enough for research.

Owen rested his chin in one hand, and casually shook the diary on the desk, making a "pop" sound.Muse, who died at the corner of the table, was stiff, with short rabbit feet and long ears trembling with the vibration of the table.

Owen split the diary in his hand into two, put one of them back in the drawer, and threw the other on the laboratory table.He took out the venom he had collected from the basilisk, carefully applied it to a mithril dagger, then stared at the diary maliciously, and quickly stabbed it three times and six times.

Accompanied by the sound of "hissing", the powerful venom corroded several large and small scorched black holes on the cover of the diary. It seemed that there was an instinctive confusion and pain coming out of the diary without causing any waves.

The originally extremely tough paper has become fragile, and the magic hidden in it has completely disappeared.

Owen burned the diary to ashes casually, frowned slightly and fiddled with the messy utensils on the experimental table, sighed softly, and said to himself: "Oh, the collection failed again... It seems that we have to change the research method. "

He perfected the magic fusion experiment again, and then returned to reality, and had a sumptuous dinner in the office.Being a professor is such a good thing. You can summon all kinds of food in the kitchen in the office at any time, and even customize the menu for the house elves in the kitchen to cook. comforted.

After finishing the dinner slowly, Owen rubbed his hands, drank a big mouthful of compound soup, and tried to summon the dragon with a bitter face... no, summon the Dark Lord.

Since Peter Pettigrew disguised himself as himself and volunteered to deal with the upcoming danger for him, Owen should reciprocate and be an insurance for others.

Well, in order to avoid revealing the secret early, chickens and eggs are beaten...

This magic to communicate with Voldemort should be a designated summoning spell, which uses its own magic power to contact a specific person. Whether the other party is willing to respond depends entirely on the other party's mood.

After chanting the spell, Owen wrung his hands anxiously, his eyes wandered around vividly, and the expression on Junyi's face was timid and a little obscene... I want to emphasize again, he is a professional in acting!

The lights in the office suddenly dimmed, and the raging flames in the fireplace seemed to be covered with a strange dark light. The temperature suddenly became cold, and the whole room seemed to be filled with something huge and dark.

"As I said, Wormtail, don't bother me if there is nothing important." Cold voices sounded from all directions, making people unable to distinguish the source of the sound, "It seems that you have discovered some important clues."

There was a strong sense of threat and a suppressed anger in the voice, like a volcano about to erupt or a calm sea before a tsunami.

If you are annoyed, just be annoyed, and come to me to vent your anger?Owen slandered lively, then imitated Peter Pettigrew's expression, and squeezed out a flattering smile: "Master, Lilith contacted me last night! She sent me a letter!"

"...Where is the letter?"

"It's gone." Owen said in a panic. "It appeared on my desk without warning. After I finished reading it, it was burnt to ashes...but I wrote down the contents of the letter!" It is possible to forge a letter He was not going to take the risk of being found by some magic.

Voldemort said nothing, obviously not surprised.

"The first thing that was said in the letter...was to inform me that I can redeem the pre-ordered elixir of life in the organization." Owen raised his eyelids cautiously, with a slight trill in his voice.

"This is a sample." He gently took out a small crystal bottle the size of a small finger from the drawer, and the bright red liquid inside was surging like water, like clear blood.

It was a small portion of Owen's own elixir, too small to be of much use, but good enough for bait.

"Lilith told me that if I can complete the current task, I can exchange some of the elixir of life." Owen reluctantly put the crystal bottle in his hand on the table, swallowed and said, "But, because the elixir of life Precious, all members must go to the headquarters to collect it by themselves..."

The darkness in the corner was tumbling, as if it was undergoing drastic changes, the coldness and anger became more pressing.Voldemort had long regarded the Philosopher's Stone as his own, and the Aetheria acted like it had slapped him in the face.

A dark and cold mist stretched from the side, circled the crystal bottle, wrapped it and flew away.The cold voice said slowly: "It is indeed the elixir of life..."

"Hey, Lilith also said that the leader of the Ether Society made a breakthrough in research a few days ago." Owen lowered his head meekly, and said quickly, "She said that in order not to delay the progress of the leader's research, the plan must It has to be expedited, and the task deadline has been brought forward before the end of this month. Harry Potter must be brought alive to the headquarters before the end of the month..."

"However, she promised to come to meet us in time and send other members to hold Dumbledore so that we could safely take Potter out of Hogwarts," he added.

"She asked Owen Shafik to leave the school with us and let him go to the headquarters for the initiation ceremony, and warned me that I must never bring any other irrelevant personnel with me... It seems that Lockhart invited Shafik on his own initiative Joining the society and revealing some things about the society to him made Lilith very unhappy."

"Lilith also told me that the search for the diary and the crown can be put aside first. Anyway... Anyway, the leader has found a locket for research..." Owen showed a confused expression at the right time.

There seemed to be an invisible gust of wind blowing around, and the temperature became even colder. Amidst the icy rage, there seemed to be a trace of undetectable panic.

Voldemort was very angry and panicked. It seemed that his precious Horcruxes were being found out one by one by a mysterious organization like the Aether Society.That is his greatest reliance!This organization must not continue to exist.

If the temptation of the Philosopher's Stone made him hesitate to sneak into the headquarters of the Aether Society, this incident made him completely determined. He must seize this rare opportunity and destroy the Aether Society in one fell swoop!His horcruxes are threatened, if he still doesn't hate them, what's the difference between him and a salted fish?
"Do you want to bring Owen Shafik with you? I know..." His tone was full of gnashing of teeth, and he had a kind of unlucky attitude of swallowing his anger.It's nothing more than letting him live a few more days.

"Master, Shafik came to look for me again last night, and I got some information from him." Owen continued, with some complacency in his tone, "He was very flustered, and although he hid it well, he was still caught I can see it. He is suddenly very anxious to get information about the crown and the diary, which is a bit strange."

"Hmph." Voldemort snorted coldly.

If he hadn't absorbed more vitality, sensed the existence of the diary and seized the opportunity, he wouldn't have dared to imagine that the fragment of his soul that he left when he was young would be played around like a monkey by the other party, even together He planned a plan to lure himself out of the hole... Was he so stupid when he was young?
Being cheated by a little guy so that he couldn't find the north, it almost made him blow his crown.He wants to see what tricks this little thing can play, and then he will entertain the other party well.

Thinking of this, Voldemort couldn't help feeling a little hesitant.In the diary, the plan I discussed with Shafik to lure the snake out of the cave is to use the Philosopher's Stone as a bait to forge the identity of the Aether Society and lure myself into a trap... So, is the Aether Society I am in contact with now real?Could it be an illusion created by Owen Shafik?

"Continue to contact Shafik and ask him when he came into contact with the Aether Society." He ordered.

Owen pretended to be stunned for a moment, opened his mouth and said, "This... Shafik revealed last night that he was absorbed into the society by Lockhart at the beginning of this school year... Lockhart's purpose in entering Hogwarts is Harry Potter, he needs someone to help keep an eye on him, so he chose Shafik who has the closest relationship with Potter..."

"With the elixir of life and the unique knowledge and magic of the Aether Society, he tempted Shafik to do things for him, and made him promise to provide research funds to the Aether Society, and it was this promise that made the leader of the Aether Society and Lilith decide to accept him. ’ said Owen quickly, ‘they’re probably short of money.’

"By the way, there is another very important thing. Shafik wants to apply for the protection of the Aether Society. He said that in the next period of time, he will be targeted and attacked by you. He will use himself as a bait to lure you Make a move, let the ether learn to catch...to deal with you." Owen said cautiously.

"Is it? lol……"

The darkness rolled, and Voldemort gave a mocking laugh, then fell into thought.Reviewing all the information he had learned during this period, he finally came to the obvious conclusion: this ether society is real!

He has analyzed everything from beginning to end!

It all started when my main soul sneaked into Hogwarts last year.In order to obtain the perfect resurrection of the Sorcerer's Stone, the main soul possessed the previous Defense Against the Dark Arts professor and came to Hogwarts.In order to obtain a body that is more conducive to exerting strength, the main soul trained Owen Shafik as a servant and backhand...

But because of the intervention of the Aether Society, the master soul's plan failed, and he could only escape from Hogwarts.Perhaps it was also because of some clues left on the way that the Ether Academy discovered the secret of his eternal life and began to track down his Horcrux...

During this period of time, Owen Shafik may have initially come into contact with the organization of the Aether Society, and it is not possible to rule out the possibility that the main soul plan failed because of his obstruction.But no matter what, it is impossible for him to destroy the main soul by himself.

Voldemort is self-confident and proud. He never believed that he would stumble on a little wizard in the first year. Only an ancient and mysterious organization could make him overturn!Because of this, he never doubted the authenticity of the organization of the Aether Society.

When the time came to this school year, the Aether Society sent Gilderoy Lockhart into Hogwarts, contacted Owen Shafik, and let him officially start working for this organization.

Perhaps because of some kind of greedy secret thoughts, although Shafik got the diary, he did not tell Lockhart, but secretly communicated with the soul fragments in the diary, and got a lot of benefits from it, such as some precious Knowledge of magic theory and spells, such as Parseltongue... He fabricated Hai Erbo's lies, intimidated the remnant souls in the diary, and asked him to help find the crown...

A cunning fellow full of lies.Remembering Owen Shafik's deception in the Room of Requirement, Voldemort hated his teeth.

But as the diary was taken away, Shafik finally became anxious. All his deceptions were exposed, and his plan to lead the crown under the banner of the Aether Society was also aborted.

He, Voldemort, would never be fooled again, and would even take Shafik as a must-kill target, avenge his deception and betrayal of himself, and destroy such a person who knew his secret.

So Shafik changed his plan, decided to seek help from the Aether Society, and even cruelly used himself as a bait to draw out the crown!But he never imagined that his last hope, Gilderoy Lockhart of the Aether Society, had been replaced by Peter Pettigrew.All his thoughts were completely exposed in front of the Dark Lord!

Owen Shafik, the little fox, is already completely in his palm.This wave is stable!
The roiling darkness in the office subsided, with a sense of satisfaction that everything was under control.Voldemort did not doubt the authenticity of the Aether Society he had come into contact with now, because the elixir of life was something that Shafik could not pretend...

"You told Owen Shafik that you agreed with his baiting plan and would keep him safe," he said lazily.

"Yes, master." Owen bent down respectfully, the faint smile on the corner of his mouth was fleeting.

"I have to think about the actions of Harry Potter and the Aether Society..." The voices from all directions gradually faded away, and the office returned to tranquility and warmth.

Owen sat back on the chair, tapped his fingers on the table, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

　Thanks to Musk Shou for rewarding 100 starting coins~
　　
　
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