I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 206 The soul planted in the mushroom

"Oh no~~"

"Salary~~~What an evil word."

When you hear the word salary.

Kreacher backed away as if he had seen some pest.

Then he stared at Hermione with disgusting, hateful big bloodshot eyes, "Oh my God! What a sinful thing that is, the Mudblood said such terrible things. Kreacher feels defiled."

"Hi~" Before Hermione could say anything else, Owen squeezed over.

"Oh~ yes! Salary, what an evil word." He looked at Hermione happily, and then looked at Kreacher.

"Honestly—" He turned to look at Sirius, "I kind of like this little guy."

"Sirius, can you give it to me?"

There was light in his eyes, seeing this rare species who worked without wages, his heart was filled with joy.

"Meet me, my name is Owen, Owen—well, Owen Rozier."

"???" Hermione looked at Owen with a confused look on her face, "When did you change your last name?"

"Just now!" Owen said casually.

Sure enough, just after he said the three words Rozier, Kreacher looked at him with a much softer look.

It bowed to Owen, and said in a flat, lonely voice like a dead man: "Kreacher will always be loyal to the Black family, I am very sorry, Master Owen, if you need a house elf, Kreacher I can introduce you."

"No, no, I just want you."

"If you want to hire it, you have to pay." Hermione pulled her face, very disdainful of Owen's free prostitution. "And didn't you already hire Dobby?"

"It said it by itself, no wages. And don't mention Dobby to me!"

"It wants!" The little witch said stubbornly.

"It doesn't want to! You ask it and see how it answers you."

"I say it wants it, and it wants it!"

Arguing with Owen, Hermione, who was angry, looked down at Kreacher, her slightly narrowed eyes exuded a dangerous light.

If this were Hogwarts.

If she was showing such a look to a little wizard.

It can only be said that that unlucky guy is going to be beaten.

"Hey, hey, hey! Miss Granger, this is the first time I've seen someone threaten someone else's salary."

"I didn't threaten it!"

"Your eyeballs are protruding, and you haven't threatened yet." Owen said angrily.

"But honestly, believe me, if you give it a good beating, it might be willing to listen to you."

"Okay, you two don't bother with that crazy elf anymore." Sirius finally couldn't listen to the tugging between the two at this time, he stepped forward, separated the two, and stopped him loudly, " This house is the ancestral home of the Black family for seven centuries. It has many precious books that are not available outside. There is a library on the second basement. You two can go in and pick some, even if it is empty, anyway, here No one will live here in the future.”

"Let it be buried in the ground with the dark surname Black."

"Ah! It's a book again!" After hearing that the Christmas gift that Sirius was going to give him turned out to be a magic book, Owen immediately said cursingly, "I've read enough books this semester!"

As he spoke, he took out the locket from his pocket. On the gold locket was a capital snake-shaped s, inlaid with sparkling emeralds. It looked like a small snake. It was Slytherin A unique family crest.

"Just send this to me."

"This? Are you sure?" Sirius asked puzzled, "That doesn't look like a good thing, most of the things in that cabinet are useless antiques or items related to magic curses.

Didn't Nick give you many magic props? "

The magic item that Nick gave him?

Does he mean the real looking glass (moonscope) that is in his coat pocket?

Owen had a funny smile on his face.

Fortunately, my brother is really a gentleman.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t be enough to supplement it with stir-fried pork kidneys, steamed beef kidneys, and braised lamb kidneys every day!

Before the final decisive battle, people have to die in vain

"Ahem, this is a good thing, but you are mistaken."

He pretended to cough a few times to hide his embarrassment.

By the way, is he going to try that moonscope?

Nick wouldn't really just give him a X-ray lens, would he?

Could it be that it has other functions?

How to put it, Nicole May is also a legendary alchemist who has lived for more than 600 years. He can make friends with Professor Dumbledore. Such a character will never have a low moral level.

Maybe I misunderstood him?

Owen shook his head and put away the thought of removing the lenses of the moonglass and making them into glasses.

"This is a relic of Salazar, an antique of more than [-] years, very valuable"

he said.

Kreacher suddenly jumped up, and rushed towards him like a mad bull, "Put it down, it belongs to Master Regulus."

Kreacher grabbed Owen's arm and shouted, his red and swollen eyes full of anger and hatred.

"Humph!"

"But it's in my hands now!"

"I take it, it's mine."

"Also, call it to see if it agrees?"

Owen sneered and cast a spell without a staff in his hand. The gray light spread all over Kreacher's body in an instant. In the blink of an eye, except for his head, everything else was petrified.

Then with a "bang", it fell to the ground.

"Owen~" Hermione glared at him, although there was no pain after petrification.

But without the physical cushion, the body will become very brittle.

It's easy to break.

"Wait, what did you just say." Sirius also reacted at this time.

He looked at the pendant box in Owen's hand, and an inexplicable feeling of familiarity came to his heart. He seemed to have seen this thing somewhere.

"That's Master Regulus's thing, Master Regulus' thing." Kreacher, who was petrified, was still crying and shouting.

His hoarse, drake-like voice was very unpleasant.

After a while, Owen began to suspect that this elf might not have any sound magic.

"Shut up, what is this? Where did Regulus get it from?"

Sirius finally remembered.

When he was young, when he was still a child, his mother had instilled the knowledge in him. In a book "Born Noble: Wizarding Genealogy", this emblem was recorded. It was the pure-blood family, Slytherin's. Founder, emblem of the Salazar family.

Kreacher stopped roaring. House elves cannot disobey their master's orders.

It opened its mouth, and disgusting tears flowed from its red eyes, flowing down its nose and into its mouth.

"Tell me everything you know. I order you!" Sirius roared: "How can my brother have anything from that old monster Salazar!"

His heartbeat began to speed up, and Sirius vaguely sensed the hidden conspiracy behind this.

But what made him even more angry was that the elf in front of him knew everything, but he was at a loss about these things.

Kreacher was still twitching, and he could see that Regulus must have given him an order back then, not allowing him to tell anyone about this.

It didn't even tell Sirius' mother, so how could it tell him so easily?

So it's struggling.

"It seems—" Looking at Kreacher's pitiful look.I felt like it was time for me to play again.Owen jumped out, twirling the locket in his hand on his index finger, "It's time for Sanchez's little theater again!"

"I have to say that our senior Tom, he has a morbid desire to express himself in making horcruxes. He has to choose some ancient magic items. The result is that people can easily guess what his horcruxes are. .”

"It's a pity that the sword of Gryffindor has been displayed in the principal's office, otherwise the relics of the four founders would be complete."

"Owen, what are you talking about?" Harry asked suspiciously.

What is the Horcrux of senior Tom.

Are Voldemort's Horcruxes here?

"Wait a minute, after I finish publishing, I'll diss his aesthetics." Owen waved his hand, signaling Harry to speak later.

Then he went on to say: "If you want me to say, you must be cautious when choosing items to make Horcruxes. First of all, you should choose not the most famous items in history, but the most inconspicuous items, or Dangerous stuff in itself."

"The former is not easy to be discovered, and the latter can effectively ensure safety."

He shook Salazar's locket in his hand, waved his hand to clean the ashes off the chair next to the showcase, and then sat on it.

"But if you insist on making enemies of the whole world, then no matter how you hide the Horcrux, it will be discovered sooner or later. You must believe in the power of the people."

"So at this time I recommend the second option."

"If it were me - just to give you an example, I wouldn't be so stupid as to tear my soul apart."

"If I want to make a Horcrux, then I'll find a 'mushroom egg' to attach my soul to. Hehe!!! If it's destroyed, I can set off a big firework."

"At least you can die with the thieves, right?"

"The soul in the mushroom egg, it's very interesting to think about it, isn't it!"

"Haha~~~" Owen covered his stomach and laughed loudly, "Oh! I have to say, my idea is really great."

"If you really find a 'mushroom egg', Dumbledore probably doesn't want it to be destroyed more than I do. It's best to put it under the Hogwarts castle."

His laughter drew surprised looks from the wizards around him.

Except for Harry and Hermione, the other two didn't know what a 'mushroom egg' was at all.

"Isn't it funny?" Owen stopped talking, and then said slowly: "I think it's quite interesting."

"Hehe—it's a perverted idea." Hermione said bluntly.

"But do you dare to say that my idea is not safe? Do you dare to destroy the soul planted in the mushroom?"

"Pervert or something is not important, the important thing is that it is useful."

Owen looked at the pendant box in his hand, "Look, Senior Tom really doesn't care for cultural relics at all. If you want to destroy this Horcrux now, you will inevitably hurt this thousand-year-old antique."

As he spoke, he began to fumble in his pockets.

After a while of rummaging, a small mirror was pulled out from the lining.

"Hey, hey, hey~ Is Dobby here? Is Dobby here?"

He yelled for a long time, but there was no response from the other side of the mirror.

"Look! That's why I have to change the elf." He held up the mirror and complained to Hermione.

Then he looked away, and then said to the mirror, "Dobby, you are going to be fired!!!"

He roared.

This time the mirror reacted and a voice came back, "Oh! Is it Mr. Owen?"

"Huhuhu~"

Along with Dobby's voice, there was also the sound of a huge wind.

Whirring, it seems to be on a snow-capped mountain.

"But you haven't hired me yet!"

"Okay, now I hired you, and then I fired you." Owen said angrily.

"But—why, Dobby, Dobby works hard, Dobby never slackens. Dobby—"

"Okay, you're hired by me again."

"Hurry up and come back to me, you haven't played enough after playing for a few months?

Go to Hogwarts and find Professor Dumbledore, my ancestral home of the Black family now, you should know this place, Mrs Malfoy is Sirius' cousin, you should have been here. "

"Huhuhu~~~"

It was very loud.

After a while, Dobby's voice came, "No problem, sir, wait - oh, my God! Look, Mr. Owen."

Dobby's figure suddenly appeared on the double-sided mirror, and then the camera turned and it was lifted high by Dobby.

A towering snow-capped mountain in the distance is reflected in the mirror.

The sky is filled with dark clouds.

But magically, a hole opened in the middle.

Then a ray of golden light fell down, dyeing the snow-capped mountains golden.

That's-sunshine gold!

"Protruding!" Owen bit his back molar to pieces.

"Sir, Dobby is so lucky. I met him when I was climbing the mountain for the first time. It's so beautiful! It's so beautiful."

Dobby's brisk voice came from the mirror.

Harry and Hermione on the side also felt the sincere emotions from the double-sided mirror.

Through the small mirror, a majestic golden mountain was projected into their pupils.

"Go to Hogwarts and call Dumbledore!!!"

Owen yelled again.

He has yelled many times today.

The good mood is gone.

Wherever this guy goes, it’s all on my travel plan! ! !

Owen put the double-sided mirror back into his pocket, then turned his head desolately, and said in a pitiful tone: "I only hire Dobby during the summer vacation."

Because Hogwarts has other elves in charge of boarding and lodging, it would be a waste of money to hire Dobby again.

"I gave him a vacation, about a month after school started."

"It went on a trip."

And it was his travel plan!

I hate it! ! !

That little thing didn't know where he was going because it was his first vacation.

The 'kind-hearted' Owen (who couldn't bear the noise) gave him his travel plans.

That was originally where Owen planned to go on his graduation trip.

Now, a house elf got there first.

In addition, he also gave Dobby two magic props, one is the double-sided mirror in his hand just now, responsible for communication.

The other was a portkey.Take charge of going home.

The location is Hogwarts.

"My life is worse than that of an elf!" Owen said sadly.

He was silent.

Waited for a while.

About three or four minutes later, in front of the living room door, the space suddenly became distorted.

Then there was an old man with a white beard, and an elf in a thick gray beaver fur robe, a pair of dragon skin boots, gloves on both hands, and a blue wool hat on his head appeared in the living room.

At this time, Dobby didn't look like a house elf at all, but like a goblin.

"Oh! Sir! Nice to meet you!" Dobby ran towards Owen happily.

"I'm not happy at all." He rolled his eyes, and then felt something was stuffed into his hand.

It seems to be a ring.

The golden ring is very harmonious.Presents a charming halo.

There seems to be something engraved on the inside.

"Merry Christmas, sir." Dobby stared at his round eyes, "Dobby doesn't know what you need, but this ring was picked up by Dobby in the stream under that snow mountain. It's for you."

Saying so, it ran to Harry again, and then took out a pair of red gloves from its own pocket.

He ran to Hermione and took out a small slate engraved with Chinese.

Run to Ron and hand him a - um - teapot?

"What grunt!" Owen curiously picked up the ring in his hand, and pointed to a short English sentence impressively engraved on the inside.

——Ashnazgdurbatulk

It's impossible when you think about it.

What is clearly engraved is MadeinR·P·C.

Depend on!

In addition, Gu Dobby gave Hermione a stone tablet engraved with ancient oriental spells. Owen only glanced at it. After seeing the words "Tomb of XXX", he suddenly felt that the Supreme Lord of the Rings produced by Taobao in his hand Still pretty good.

At least it looks more authentic than the 'Aladdin's Teapot' in Ron's hand.

So in the final analysis, only Harry's gift is the most normal. Except for the inappropriate size, Dobby should have chosen it based on the size of his palm.

Uh—forget it, things are light on people, and goose feathers are sent thousands of miles away.

"Thank you!"

The confused little wizards answered mechanically.

Ron, in particular, was quite surprised by Dobby's transformation.

how to say!

He couldn't believe it was Dobby before him.

And Hermione seemed much happier. What she saw in Dobby was a free soul, a noble person, not a humble servant.

"That's great. Everyone has a gift!" Professor Dumbledore, who came with him, said in an incomprehensible tone.

The tone was as vivid as a child who was sulking because he didn't get a gift.

"Oh! Sir, Dobby~~~" The elf was in panic. He didn't expect that the greatest wizard in the world would ask him for a gift.

Dobby hadn't prepared any other portions at all.

Seeing this, as Dobby's employer, he naturally couldn't see his employees being bullied. Owen put the ring on his thumb, flicked it, and the ring traced an elegant arc and landed directly on Dumbledore's hand. in hand.

"Please hold Gandalf, that is the Lord of the Rings!"

Dumbledore looked at the golden ring in his hand.

Looking at Owen, he slowly shook his head, and then the two of them looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.

"Where is my grandpa? Is he not with you?" Owen panted and asked after calming down. "I thought you and him would get together."