A ruined Hogwarts

Across the long black wooden table, the two people looked at each other, and the chandelier on the ceiling cast a dim halo of light on the ground.

Feeling a wave of Legilimency, Owen skillfully used the Occlumency technique that he had never relaxed to practice to disguise his thoughts, showing cautious and curious thoughts.

"If you just want to joke with me, my time is limited, Ron Weasley." Owen put a hand on the table and paced leisurely along the edge of the long table.

"Weasley..." The boy standing on the other side of the long table smiled strangely and repeated the name in a low voice, "Then, let me ask another way. Where did it come from?"

He looked at Owen with a smile and suddenly raised his right hand. As if being pulled by an invisible rope, Owen's left arm was raised, and a dark black symbol suddenly emerged from the back of his hand, like a weird-shaped "V" letter, accompanied by a subtle burning sensation.

Owen suddenly retracted his arm, blocked the symbol on the back of his hand with his right hand, and twitched slightly at the corner of his mouth. This is the mark of the oath that he was tricked into making by Voldemort last year. Although Voldemort said that this oath was easy to break, Owen tried to crack it in the wall-facing space, and was torn to death several times by the backlash of the oath...

This is how the trust between people is destroyed. You can't believe even a single punctuation mark in what Voldemort says... In addition to being easily exploited because it relies on language to activate, this oath curse has many advantages. First of all, it is very concealed and will make people take oaths unconsciously. It is also very restrictive. Anyway, the backlash torture is quite terrifying. The most important thing is that it is like being blocked by a complex password lock, which is difficult to unilaterally lift.

Fortunately, this oath is basically not binding on Irving. The plan to help Voldemort get the Sorcerer's Stone has been realized. As for the other party's failure to keep the Sorcerer's Stone later, it has nothing to do with Owen. The other two oaths, one is not to reveal what happened last semester, and the other is to follow the other party after he is resurrected... Well, that's all in the future anyway.

Owen squinted at the guy standing opposite him, not expecting that he could detect this spell. Many thoughts passed through his mind at once. He took a step back in feigned panic, reached into his pocket and grabbed his wand: "Why were you able to discover it?"

"Could it be that you are... the Dark Lord?" He exclaimed in a playful tone, and cautiously asked, "You have come to Hogwarts again, Professor?"

"Ron" pulled out a chair noncommittally and sat on one side of the long table, crossing his fingers and looking at Owen thoughtfully. After he discovered that Owen carried the mark of his unique oath magic, he originally thought that the little wizard had come into contact with the main soul outside of school and would know the whereabouts of the main soul. However, he did not expect that the main soul had sneaked into Hogwart last year. tz. Peter Pettigrew is such a loser, he didn't even find out about such an important thing.

However, the main body is in a weak state, and the matter of entering Hogwarts must be kept strictly confidential. It is normal that it has not been leaked. He pondered and said: "Tell me the information you know about the Aether Society."

"It's great to see you again, Professor." Owen bowed gracefully and said with a humble smile. It seems that this guy really came to Hogwarts for the Sorcerer's Stone, because he had no idea that his main soul had attempted to plot the Sorcerer's Stone last year and failed, which is why such a dramatic scene happened.

Owen organized his language and said slowly: "The Aether Society... This is a very mysterious organization, and it is also very good at hiding. During the summer vacation, I mobilized part of the family to track down this organization, but I didn't find any clues. It's like It’s like they appeared out of nowhere.”

"Last school year, they sneaked into the school through some means. On the one hand, they were plotting the Philosopher's Stone, and on the other hand, they were interested in Harry Potter. They also attacked Harry when Dumbledore was not in school... I It feels like a secluded fanatical research organization.”

"However, since the Philosopher's Stone disappeared that night, members of the Aether Society have never appeared again, and even you, the professor, have left." Owen said ambiguously, with a perfect smile on his face.

"Professor, what happened that night?" He tilted his head curiously, "When you came back here again, did you trace the traces of the Aether Society? Are they still plotting against Harry Potter? "

"As far as I know, the night the Sorcerer's Stone was lost, you and Harry Potter broke through the Sorcerer's Stone's mechanism together." "Ron" did not answer Owen's question, but looked at him indifferently and said.

"That's right." Owen nodded calmly, without any sense of nervousness that his trick was about to be revealed. "That night, I first broke into the trap door where the Sorcerer's Stone was with you. You know, I accidentally fell into a trap on the way. Agency, was knocked unconscious and had no idea what happened next.”

"When I woke up, I found myself lying in the room in the second level. I didn't know how long I had been asleep, and I couldn't find any trace of you, Professor. I was afraid of being discovered by other professors who might come, so I left quickly. There." Owen stood aside with a humble attitude and said calmly, "I thought you were still under the trap door, but Harry and the others were planning to break through the trap door..."

"So, I volunteered to break in with them and reached the final level, but I didn't meet anyone along the way, whether it was you, the professor, or members of the Ether Society..." He pursed his lips, "Later, we were at I got the Philosopher's Stone in the final level, but I found out at a glance that it was fake...On the next day, Harry discovered that it was actually left by the Aether Society."

"So, Dumbledore and Harry agreed that the Aether Society stole the Philosopher's Stone, and I thought so too. Professor Quirrell and Professor you both left Hogwarts. I thought you were going to track down those from the Aether Society. Guy..."

Owen deliberately confused the order in which he broke into the trap door twice, and cleverly exposed the doubts about himself. This is nothing more than a small time trick, but time, a ubiquitous thing, is one of the most easily overlooked things. Not to mention that Voldemort on the opposite side has not yet recovered all his memories. Even if he has remembered everything that happened that night, Owen believes that there is a high probability that his story will not be exposed.

The source of Voldemort's information should be Peter Pettigrew, and Wormtail most likely overheard this incident from Hermione and Neville. After all, it is difficult for people to guard against a mouse, but it is impossible for the two to talk in private. How detailed can it be? To take a step back, even if Peter Pettigrew clearly understood everything that the study group experienced that night, he had no idea about the actions of Owen and Voldemort, so naturally he would not deliberately pay attention to and emphasize the time.

Sure enough, "Ron" sitting at the other end of the long table did not express any objection. He closed his eyes, tapped his fingers on the table, and said in a commanding tone: "Tell me all the encounters you had with the Ether Society."

"I didn't hide any news about the Aether Society from you last school year..." Owen showed a hint of confusion and suspicion at the right time, and muttered in a low voice before telling all the information he told Voldemort last year.

"Harry Potter..." Upon hearing Owen's name, a greedy red light seemed to flash through the depths of "Ron's" eyes, "I want to know everything you know about him."

"There's no way the Dark Lord doesn't even know about this! I told him everything!" The smile on Owen's face disappeared instantly, and he said gloomily, "You lied to me, you are not the Dark Lord at all! Who the hell are you? Ron Weasley?"

He instantly pulled out his wand, his expression filled with shame and resentment after being deceived, and his dark eyes filled with bottomless malice and murderous intent.

"I have never admitted that I am the Dark Lord." Ron said calmly while squinting at the wand pointed at him. He won't admit it because it might reveal the secret of his immortality.

This is also in Irving's script. The first scene has ended with a smile and the second scene has begun. It was rare for Voldemort to come arrogantly to meet him alone, and Owen had to give him full enthusiasm and respect. And even though he has come, if he doesn’t consume the vitality that the other person has worked so hard to accumulate, is he still a human being?

According to Diary Tom, the soul fragments in the Horcrux that possess the remaining soul consume their vitality, and using magic spells in this state will only consume more energy. Irving is happy to slow down the opponent's recovery of memory.

He would not admit that he had actually wanted to find an opportunity to vent his evil thoughts for a long time. Desires that are suppressed for a long time will become abnormal. By the way, he also wanted to test the depth of the other party. I just don’t know if the other party is wearing the crown?

"What is your purpose?" Owen stared at him with burning eyes, a hint of eagerness and madness in his eyes, "What do you want to do by trying to trick me?"

"Assisting the Dark Lord to make a comeback, I think our goals are the same." "Ron" seemed very patient, but his eyes were condescending, "We are all loyal followers of the Dark Lord..."

"I don't like the look in your eyes. I really want to pluck your eyeballs out and then pop them open..." Owen licked his lips and conscientiously established himself as a madman. Anyway, he has learned so much dark magic at a young age, so it is reasonable for him to go crazy.

"Thousands of sharp blades!" He waved his wand unexpectedly and chanted the spell. The bright silver light blade cut through the air, cutting the long table between the two into pieces, and the fractures still had traces of corrosion from black magic.

The figure of "Ron" disappeared in an instant and turned into a rapidly passing afterimage that appeared on the other side of the room. He was already holding a wand that was so worn that the inner core was exposed.

"What are you doing?" he asked coldly.

"Try your strength and see if you are worthy of being on an equal footing with me, and if you are worthy enough for me to expose your deception just now." Owen showed a bright smile, but his eyes were cold and teasing, "I am a student of the Dark Lord. It’s better not to embarrass him. Then what are you to the Dark Lord?”

Before he finished speaking, he waved the magic wand in his hand again: "Bound by Thorns..."

"Ron" just waved his wand quickly with an impatient expression. The extremely fast spell-free casting instantly interrupted Owen's unfinished spell and caused the wand in his hand to tilt.

This kind of simple and crude interruption usually occurs in a duel between two wizards whose strength gap is too large, but instead of being discouraged, Owen's smile on his face became even deeper. Although the opponent's interruption just now showed his superb level of spell-free spellcasting, it also exposed his own shortcoming, that is, the weak level of magic power, which only made the wand in his hand slightly crooked.

Sure enough, Tom, a young man, didn't lie to him. The magic power that the possessed Horcrux can exert is limited by the body. In other words, the other party can only control the magic power of a twelve-year-old wizard!

"It's not like I can't cast a silent spell..." Owen nimbly avoided the white light emitted by the other party. With a smile, he gently tapped the wand in his hand in the air, and responded with a silent version of "Gather as One".

The sudden suction force on his side caused "Ron"'s body to tilt involuntarily. He stumbled a few steps, and an illusory silver-white shield-shaped shadow condensed in front of him, helping him resist the powerful suction force. Pulling force.

Owen took the opportunity to raise his wand high, and purple fire surged out from the tip of the wand, turning into a huge flame monster and rushing towards the opponent. The fire monster's eyes flashed with ferocious greed, and it regarded the other party as fat food.

"Ron" snorted lightly, and just waved his wand straight down, and a thick black mist spurted out, turning into several rolling black mist snakes, wrapping up the fire monsters and killing each other. There is no fuel around for Li Huo to grow and develop, so Li Huo in its initial state is not difficult to deal with.

"Cut out the bones!" Owen took the opportunity to say coldly to "Ron", and a beam of red light went straight through the small silver shield in front of the opponent. The Cruciatus Curse cannot be blocked by ordinary defensive spells. In Owen's opinion, it is a very useful control spell.

"Ron" could only dodge quickly again and turned into a dark afterimage. When he appeared on the other side, his face became even paler and sicker. It was obvious that this spell was not something he could easily control in his current state.

The disarming spell Owen silently released followed, and was deflected aside by him waving his wand, hitting the wall and shooting out red sparks like fireworks.

Feeling the rapid consumption of the absorbed life force, "Ron" waved his wand heavily in annoyance and anxiety, interrupting Owen's next spell. He did not intend to delay playing with the other party any longer. A stream of blue-black light bullets shot towards Owen, and the sound of "swishing" cutting through the air was like a rattlesnake shaking its tail.

There was no time to recite the spell, and Owen swooped down to the right side, activating the black devil guard at the same time. A thick, cold black mist emerged from his body, as if his whole body was split into two in an instant. The ominous shadow rushed towards "Ron" who was about to continue casting the spell lightly and nimbly. At the same time, those light bullets turned along strange trajectories in the air and continued to rush towards Owen.

"All curses are over!" Owen's wand passed diagonally across his side, and a golden wall of light appeared out of thin air. The bright light brightened the entire room for a moment. The wall of light silently but firmly surrounded those light bombs, causing them to explode into sparkling fireworks.

The dark guard stopped in front of "Ron". The half-hidden joking smile under his top hat looked strange and evil, and the surrounding ground and walls were filled with white frost. It suddenly opened its broad cloak, like opening the wings of a bat, penetrated the defensive barrier in front of the opponent, and prepared to give the opponent a warm hug.

"Have you completed this magic?" "Ron" hurriedly stepped aside, his face turned ugly. The level of magic power his body now possesses makes it impossible for him to deal with the black shadow in front of him. He knows some magic spells to deal with it, but he can't use it at the moment. He had no choice but to step back and wave his wand again and again, using invisible power to slow down the movements of the Black Demon Guard.

"Of course, this was taught to me by the Dark Lord, and it was also the first dark magic I learned." Owen pointed the wand at him and smiled happily.

"Ron" frowned, used the fast-moving magic again, and came close to Owen with a pale face. Owen, who was already on guard, cast a silent fear spell, hitting the opponent's face that had just moved over.

"Ron" suddenly looked ferocious, with a strange red light flashing in his eyes. After being stunned for a moment, he came back to his senses and glared at Owen who was retreating hastily away with an annoyed expression. But the "Darkest Realm" that Owen read out has already swept over him, and the thick darkness that can't be seen has submerged everything in the room, while the gloomy chill of the Black Demon Guard is still approaching in hot pursuit.

The darkness only lasted for a second before being dispelled. "Ron" changed his position again, his eyes glowing red with murderous intent. He planned to let this unscrupulous little wizard realize the reality regardless of his body's life and death.

At this time, Owen suddenly made the Dark Lord guard pause in mid-air, and said with a proud expression: "I can clearly see your true and false intentions, Weasley. I admit that you are very strong, but I am the most useful to the Dark Lord. Man!" He assumed a fanatical posture like a fanatic, causing "Ron" to stop moving.

He narrowed his eyes coldly. If it were before, he would definitely not give up. But his current condition is very bad, and he doesn't want to continue to waste his life energy needlessly. The most important thing is, since this little wizard has learned the black devil guard, why doesn't the main soul possess him? Is there any more important plan? Not wanting the main soul's plan to fail, he could only put down the wand with a sullen face.

"Very well, you impressed me, Owen Shafiq..." he said in a very soft voice. The war stopped just after he suffered a small loss, which made him feel like he was being bullied by a naughty kid but couldn't fight back... When had he ever been so angry? I really want to put in a few heart-cutting bones.

"So, tell me where the Dark Lord is?" Owen looked at Draco and raised his chin. The plot has ended, and the plot has reached the third act, the stage where the knife is hidden in the smile.

"I want to know too." Ron said lightly, his face as pale as snowflakes in winter, "This was originally the main purpose of coming to you today."

"That's such a pity, don't let me know that you are deliberately hiding it from me." Owen warned, "But no matter what, I must be the one who finally finds the Dark Lord and makes him come back!"

"I'm waiting for that day." Ron said without any fluctuation.

"Hmph, don't imagine that I will cooperate seamlessly with you." Owen turned and walked towards the exit, "I will not believe a guy who tries to deceive me." The black devil guard dispersed into black mist around him and got back into his in the body.

"I want to know information about Harry Potter." The other party said.

"Please complete your homework independently, Mr. Weasley." Owen turned around and smiled slightly before going out, "I will dedicate Harry Potter to the Dark Lord when he needs it, without your help."

He closed the door with a "bang" and then quickly turned the corner at the end of the corridor. He recited the Disillusionment Charm, the Silent Breathing Charm and the Breath Concealing Charm to himself. He hid behind a curtain and watched the Room of Requirement from a distance. direction.