I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 182 Monsters in the Blood Mist
"Ouch!"

All the while Owen was watching the story of the Centaur's impending doom.

His head suddenly hurt.

Then quickly bulged up a big bag.

He looked up toward the top of his head.

It turned out that a piece of rubble from the disrepaired city wall fell on his head.

"I am a cat. So unlucky?"

Owen rubbed his head and looked at Sirius again.

At this moment, a gust of wind came.

It sounded like something piercing the air.

"Again?"

Owen, already on guard, stretched out his wand, and the azure armor suddenly appeared, instantly blocking the angular, triangular-shaped stone in midair!
? !
Ok?
Someone is going to assassinate him!
Owen waved, the levitating spell appeared, and he held the stone in his hand.

lost~
This lifelike murder weapon!

He looked in the direction of the flying stones.

The forest is so dark there that you can't see anything!
"Are you sick! Didn't open your mouth! Throw a damn stone!" He yelled at the forest.

Remind people, don't use this kind of thing!
Just cast the illusion spell that you blessed, and then pop up and say that the King of Britain, the Knight King of Camelot, the Lord of the Round Table, the Celtic hero, Artoria, has appeared.

Anyway, time travel!
You know and I know, just don't let other people bump into it directly, why make it so mysterious.

Owen glanced at the dark woods, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became!

How can I, the heir to the two great demon kings, tolerate such a bird-like attitude?

Then the wand stirred up flames, and a few blazing curses were thrown straight away.

I can't burn you to death!

Coming from the future is amazing!

But speaking of reminders
He rolled his eyes and quickly looked around in the woods.

Then--

Sure enough, he found a familiar guy.

"Huh? That's~"

"What a big mouse!" His gaze penetrated the forest and fell directly on the foot of a huge oak tree.

Although it was just a momentary fusion of eyes.But he still saw Peter Pettigrew's ugly face.

"Ouch! I caught a fish!"

Say it!He immediately spread his legs and chased after her.

"What's wrong?" Sirius on the side hadn't reacted yet.

All he saw was that the child in front of him was yelling and yelling towards an empty forest like crazy.Then a few magic spells were lost inexplicably.

Then, as if he had discovered something, his eyes lit up.

Rushed into the distant woods.

"Don't run away! Little mouse, the master of your family has been trying to die for months because of your disappearance! Quick! Come back with me, and I promise to bring back your complete body!"

Hearing the sound, Peter, who came from the forest to investigate the situation of the centaur tribe, was startled.

The soles of the feet suddenly quickened their pace.

He had been here with Sirius, Jaime, and Lupine in his youth, and he knew where the centaur cities were.

But what he never expected was that Owen and Sirius would be here.

I am too unlucky!Peter cursed secretly.

The moment he saw the two of them, he immediately turned around and ran away!

It turned out to be discovered by that evil spirit!

"Don't leave! Come here, I promise not to kill you! I guarantee Harry Potter's happiness for the rest of his life!"

Behind him, the devil's whispering voice echoed in the forest.

For Peter, it was more frightening than the Killing Curse.

After escaping a depression, he jumped high.The body shape began to change rapidly.

In just an instant, it transformed from a human form into a mouse.

And this leap made Sirius finally notice him.

In the originally dark forest, Peter's short stature was not very conspicuous, and all Sirius' attention was on Owen.

All right now.

The shocking scene where a living person turns into a mouse is really rare.

He saw the traitor who had charged him for 12 years at a glance!
"Peterina Pettigrew!" The godfather of the dog, his eyes turned red instantly, and his whole body twitched like a maniac, seemingly excited or angry.

Finally, half a year.

He finally found the trace of the bastard again.

next second.

He also jumped over the depression, and then, witnessed by the Gryffindor badge of courage, the space began to twist rapidly.

In Owen's mind, the exclusive music belonging to this moment played automatically.

——Infinite Damengのあとの何もない世の中じゃ

——そうさ爱しい想いも负けそうになるけど

——Stayしがちなイメージだらけの頼りないwingでも

——きっと飞べるさOn My Love
In Owen's eyes, the digital highlights behind him seemed to break through the sky.

Then the badges belonging to Gryffindor formed a huge magic circle.

The Godfather of Dogs is among them, amidst waves of increasingly high-spirited music.

A mighty figure appeared!

A big black dog.

It stepped on the wind, stepped on the snow, roared and passed by him quickly.

"Oh!!!"

"Come on! Godfather of Dogs!!!"

Owen, who had burned out his second soul, let out a scream, and then quickly followed up.

But, that's it - the dog coughs the mouse!

Thinking in his mind, he lowered his head and looked at Sirocco in his arms.

"Uh-huh!"

"It's up to you! Sherlock!" After saying that, he lifted the back of the cat.

Towards where Peter fled, "Go! Xiumei, catch that mouse!"

Give it a hard shake.

"Meow?"

In mid-air, Shilok opened his eyes blankly.

Just when it was wondering why the shit shoveler always likes to stay up at night.

On the ground, a big squirrel with one finger missing came into its eyes.

"Meow~"

In the next second, new and old hatreds suddenly emerged from Xilock's mind.

Back then, in Hogwarts Castle, that mouse played with it a lot!

"Meow~!" Xiu Miao roared, and then the whole body lit up with golden light.

Then in Owen's surprised sight, he disappeared in an instant.

When it appeared again, it was already above Peter's head.

Then, in the shocked eyes of a certain dead mouse, Sirocco stretched out his slender claws and pointed a few claws at the back of the mouse's neck.

too suddenly!

Peter didn't react at all.

And waiting for him, in addition to splashing blood, there is also heart-wrenching pain!

"Squeak~~~"

The screams belonging to mice echoed through the forest.

"Good job!"

Owen beamed.

"Sure enough, you have to rely on cats to catch mice!" He sighed with emotion.

As for Sirius, he had already rushed up.

The dog's paw held the mouse in place.

The dog's head stared at it firmly, and the breath of bowing and bloodthirsty leaked from the corner of its mouth.

Pretty bluffing.

Just when Owen thought that Sirius was about to find out about Peter's fate.

An accident happened.

In the darkness, I saw a man full of corruption.

Appeared faintly among the shadows of the trees.

?

Owen was taken aback.

Then he immediately threw out a barrier spell.

"There are many obstacles!"

Since he can't be killed, then slow down his movements!
The gray spell hit the man's body directly.

But to Owen's dismay, the spell did slow down his movements, but to a rather small extent.

And within a few breaths, he broke away again.

Owen's face was calm. He didn't expect a barrier spell to control him.

Then he quickly plunged his wand into the ground.

The powerful deformation magic power quickly poured into the ground along with the tip of the wand.

Then the snow and mud covered on the ground turned into liquid, like a swamp.

"Get up!" The muddy muddy water was like surging waves, several feet of waves hit each other, and knocked the man to the ground.

"Everything is petrified, strengthen the petrification!"

"Multiple freezing!"

The muddy water like waves turned into solid stone in an instant.

And countless solid ice spread out from the soles of his feet.

The ice is freezing the stone.

With a few control spells, the terrifying strange man was firmly controlled in place.

"Catch Peter!" Owen was still holding the magic spell, his eyes never leaving the ice sculpture.

He had a hunch that his spell might not be able to control him for long.

Sirius, who had returned to human form, let out a long cry,
"Haha, good job."

Then he turned his head and frantically chased after the mouse that escaped just now in a panic.

"Peter, where are you! Where are you!!!"

His temples were covered with a thin layer of sweat due to the violent changes in his emotions, his brows were frivolous, the muscles of his patella twitched slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised wildly.

The whole person is in a kind of frenzy.

Looks like a psychopath.

A terrible spell whistled from the tip of his wand.

It hit Peter's sides like a cat playing with a mouse.

No ~ no!
I thought it was a rat!It was finally time to escape.

As a result, before he could be happy for even a second, he fell into crisis again.

Shushu: Goodbye world! ! !

Then, Peter finally couldn't maintain his Animagus form.

Because he was afraid, his black mouse eyes stared at Sherlock who had been following him unhurriedly.

The eyes are full of fear!

this cat.
The Animagus of that wizard too!
No~ we can’t go on like this.

If I continue like this, I will be bitten to death by that cat.

"Don't! Please, don't kill me." The short man suddenly changed back to bald.

Peter Pettigrew knelt on the ground and begged.

Blood flowed from his neck all the way and dripped to the ground.

His small watery eyes and mouse-like nose were leaking fluid.

It looked very disgusting.

"We're friends!" he howled in pain.

"You know the means of the Dark Lord, I was caught by him, I have no choice but to live. I"

"Bang!" He said before he finished speaking.

Sirius rushed over like a mad lion and kicked him to the ground.

The dripping fist hit his face like a torrential rain.

"no, do not want."

There were bursts of tragic screams in Owen's ears, and this feeling was very bad.

He is a very soft-hearted man.

I don't see anyone yelling.

Normally in this situation, he would mercifully send a killing curse to the other person, allowing him to leave this world peacefully and safely.

Look how kind he is.

But now is really not a good time to kill Peter.

At least the grievances on Sirius must be cleared.

Don't get me wrong - Owen himself isn't interested in clearing Sirius, but he's interested in the Gallon of the Black family.

"Control him and give him a sap on the head." Owen shouted, looking at the ice sculpture in the distance intently.

For some reason, none of the horsemen came over.

He didn't have any cannon fodder he wanted to find.

"boom!"

There was a cracking sound from the ice sculpture.

"Dumbledore's beard!"

After saying that, he immediately controlled the snow on the ground, together with some unknown things, turned into a water prison and swept towards the ice sculpture.

"Ha~~~"

"boom!"

In the next second, a shocking scene took place. Amidst the high-pitched roar, the ice sculpture broke instantly, and the figure of the man disappeared, replaced by a cloud of red smoke.

No - that's not smoke.

That's blood!

Blood floating in the air.

"Sirius!" He could already see who the mass of blood was going to attack.

As he expected, in the next second, crazy blood rushed towards Peter.

The dog godfather, who was reminded by Owen, avoided the attack of the bloody water sideways.

Then watched with his own eyes, Peter was completely wrapped in blood.

"Ah~~~No~~~Help me, save me, please."

In the bloody water, Peter struggled violently, as if he was coming back to his senses, and his screams and cries became louder and louder.

Because of the pain, the muscles on Peter Pettigrew's face twisted convulsively.

Then, as if dehydrated, the whole person stir-fried very quickly.

After a while, only skin and bones remained.

Moreover, on his head, there was a certain kind of milky white light being sucked out.

Owen had reason to believe that it was his poor soul.

ah! ! !Shushu me, this time it's over!

"Calling God——

——Guard! ! ! "

Owen didn't know what he was thinking.

He just saw the pool of blood sucking Peter's soul like a dementor.

Therefore, he subconsciously felt that the Patronus Charm might have some effect.Dazzling silver light suddenly appeared, and then with a loud cry, the phoenix flapped its wings and flew high.

Go straight towards the mass of blood.

"what?"

Sirius was extremely shocked at this moment.

Although he had seen this phoenix Patronus from afar on the Quidditch pitch.

But I didn't know that it was Owen's patron saint.

In his opinion, it is still a question of whether this evil boy can use the Patronus Charm!

Who would have thought that his patron saint would be a phoenix!
The strong positive emotions stripped him from his psychopathy, and his head calmed down again.

Then, in his incredible eyes, Phoenix sang a high-pitched song.

It directly hit the pool of blood.

"Ah~~~"

To everyone's surprise.

The divine fire of Owen's phoenix wings actually caused gratifying damage to the pool of blood.

Seeing where he was going, the pool of blood shrunk extremely quickly.

Then, the bloody water that received the injury immediately dropped Peter, and re-transformed into a human form in the air.

It was a man—Sirius's pupils shrunk.

He has seen.

But—shouldn't he be dead?

On the other side, Owen showed surprise, and then immediately controlled the patron saint to roar and gallop towards the monster that had turned into a human form.

But this time, he didn't get the damage he expected. "What?" To Owen's surprise, the silver-white dazzling phoenix passed directly through the monster's body as if it had penetrated the air.

"what happened?"

Owen frowned. This situation only occurs when the patron saint attacks the wizard.

As a magic that deals with dementors and other spirits, the Patronus Charm will have no effect on entities.

This is often seen in groups of young wizards practicing the Patronus Charm.

They waved their wands, and the silver-white patron saint mist spread over the wizards present like silk and running water, without affecting other people.

The only effect may be the stimulation of positive emotions.

Makes people feel at ease.

In other words, this guy is a spirit body in the state of blood and water, but after turning back into a human form, he becomes an entity?
Nima, can you still play like this?
"I've seen him!" At this time, Sirius raised his wand.

A ball of white thread spewed out from the tip of his staff.

Little by little, Peter was completely wrapped and restrained.

Has shriveled like Peter Pettigrew, who has starved for months, or just dug out of an Egyptian pyramid.

There was no resistance at all.

If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, Sirius would have thought the traitor was dead.

"He's the Blood Ancestor vampire in the Shrieking Shack!"

"But he is obviously dead, died under the killing curse of some mysterious guy!"

As he spoke, he stuffed Peter into the pocket that had been cast with the Infinite Stretch Curse, and then stared at Owen carefully.

That night, he didn't see that person's face, and that person's voice was completely different from Owen's frivolous voice, he was deeper and magnetic.

However, the mysterious man's style of doing things is very similar to Owen's preparation for the Dark Lord.

So Sirius just suspected that he did it, but there was no evidence.

"Blood Ancestor?" Owen heard.

Immediately search for it in his deleted memory.

In a daze, he found a photo from the recycle bin.

Then after comparing it with the man in front of me, well - there is indeed a [-]% to [-]% similarity.

"It's really him!" He silently raised his wand, ready to move on.

His memory never made room for the dead.

Coupled with the drastic change in the image and temperament of the person in front of him, Owen did not recognize him.

However, this is irrelevant, one-on-one, I have never been afraid of anyone!

Even if it's Voldemort, so what!

The buddies are not out of the way!

"Crack! Crack!"

Just when he was about to run away, yo-yo.

For the third time, something unexpected happened in the woods.

"He is worthy of being Dumbledore's successor! Magic has reached such a high level at such a young age."

"I'm sure that even the mysterious man was never as good as you when he was young!"

"Shut up Carlo! The Dark Lord is the greatest!"

The familiar crazy voice came.

In the forest, several figures slowly walked out.

The leader was a man with a gray beard, a bald head, and long hair on the back of his head.

A pair of cloudy brown eyes, one of which is still blind.

From the bridge of the nose to the right cheek, there is a deep wound.

Grim-faced.

He was wearing a black robe, and the magic wand in his hand was twisted and twisted. It was obvious at a glance that it was not Ollivander's work.

Ollivander would never have made that fancy wand.This is contrary to his philosophy.

And beside him was Voldemort's most loyal licker, Sirius's cousin, Bellatrix Lestrange.

During this meeting, the image of this famous Death Eater has changed drastically.

It's not that her appearance has changed, but mainly her temperament and dress.

First of all, the originally messy and fluffy hair was tied up high and curled into a high bun, leaving only a few strands of hair on the cheeks.

The original gothic skirt was replaced by a black slim-fitting black windbreaker.

The whole person looks much normal.

It's like the second period of middle school has finally passed.

There was also less of the previous madness on his face.

More copies, the Black family is inherently elegant.

Besides the first time, there were others, such as: Avery, Mulciber, Rabastan Lestrange, and many other dark wizards he knew and didn't know.

There are a dozen or so in total!
"Yo, is Carrot having a meeting tonight?" Owen teased. "There are so many people here, where is Tom? Where is he?"

Sirius on the side rolled his eyes at this little black man who dared to play tricks in front of so many Death Eaters.

Then, he introduced the blind old black wizard.

"Herman Carrow, a pure-blood lunatic of the Carrow family. His deeds preceded Voldemort by a few years. During that time, he was famous for killing Muggles and conducting dark experiments. He was eventually defeated by Dumbledore and imprisoned in Albany. Zikaban is a very traditional dark wizard."

"I didn't expect this guy to be alive. After calculation, he should have been imprisoned in Azkaban for more than 30 years, and he hasn't gone crazy. It's incredible." Sirius held the wand in his hand, and watched the one-eyed wizard warily.

He was imprisoned in Azkaban for 12 years, and he is the most qualified to evaluate the life in Azkaban.

No one can really stay sane there.

The only thing that can keep people from going crazy is the belief in their hearts.

He has survived for more than ten years by his hatred for Peter and guilt for James.

The Death Eaters relied on their worship of Voldemort and their belief that their master would come to save them and not go crazy for more than ten years.

But what about the dark wizards who are not Death Eaters?
The only thing that supports them is the evil, creepy and terrible hatred for someone!
"Isn't he an English wizard?" Owen glanced at the guy's wand and asked.

"The students from Durmstrang School are British wizards, but -" as he spoke, Sirius suddenly showed a mocking smile, "those pure-blood wizards feel that Hogwarts has been tainted by half-blood and Muggle-born wizards. No, they would rather send their children across the ocean to Durmstrang.”

"Hehe—there is a pit in the head!" Owen spoke highly of this.

Then he raised his head and looked at the one-eyed blind man quite provocatively.

"Is that vampire over there raised by you?"

Since the appearance of the Death Eaters, the Blood Ancestor was like a machine with power cut off, not moving anymore, with a pair of numb eyes, staring at him without focus, like a puppet.

"I am not qualified to keep such a high-level vampire in captivity." Herman Carlo stared at Owen with bloodthirsty eyes.

Those muddy brown eyes were filled with hatred.

It's the hatred for Dumbledore.

And now this hatred is passed on to Owen.

How should I torture this Dumbledore's lackey!

Carlo muttered frantically in his heart.

(End of this chapter)