I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 317 The gorgeous world, the truth in the illusion.

Miss Granger was leaning against the kitchen window, the morning breeze outside the window blowing her hair, and the sunlight passing through the hedges, grass and farmland from a distance, passing through the window, shining on her face.

Suddenly, a beautiful, leisurely time in the afternoon emerged spontaneously, like childhood memories, the old man under the big tree at the entrance of the village, the yellow dog at the old man's feet, the bustling children after school.

The winding road with no end in the distance and the boundless fertile fields on both sides were all dyed with golden light under the afterglow of the setting sun.

Yes - that's how Irving feels right now.

"This is a trance."

A crisp voice sounded from the second floor.

Owen raised his head and saw a girl with short black hair, the ends of her hair sticking to her ears, and black eyes walking down the wooden stairs that smelled a bit moldy.

"Is this your original appearance?" Owen looked at her curiously, then pulled up a chair and leaned against the window.

"Maybe!"

Owen was a little irritated. He rubbed his temples and glanced at Hermione involuntarily.

In an instant a plan emerged quietly.

"So why don't you crawl!"

What a wonderful creation.

"That's fine." Owen leaned against the window and said dully.

"I mean the reason for this." Irving also wanted to make a cup of tea, but his was scented tea.

After playing for a long time, Owen stopped. Mainly because he had finished changing his serious clothes and not serious ones.

It's easy to be harmonious if you're not serious, and you won't think nonsense.

When the breeze blows up your fever and your broken hair is flying, you open your arms and embrace the wind, just like the feeling of embracing the world.It's the taste of freedom.

The universe was dim, and the broken stars stirred up the nebulae like mud. The fusion light flew high into the sky from Owen's fingertips. He cut his blood vessels, and what flowed out was a sky full of stars.

As she said that, she raised her head, her black eyes flashing with surprise, "You are smarter than I thought. Did you infer all this yourself?"

Countless memories of ancient magic came flooding in. It was clear how to peel off anchor points and how to continue life after being eroded by external gods.

Owen held back his eyes at the mad woman who was smiling coldly.

"Wow!!!" Owen shouted, no longer leaning against the window.

"." Owen looked at him blankly.

Some hot tea moistened her lips and teeth, followed the tip of her tongue, spread throughout her mouth, and then flowed down the river.The aftertaste of aroma fills the tip of the nose, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Use the sky as a scroll and paint it with magnificent colors.

A person's luck is determined, and this year it seems that all his good luck has been spent on Miss Granger.

"Yes." After a while, she said briefly.

"Ha—accompany you?" Owen glanced at her with disdain, "What a shameless face! Where do you have the confidence to say such a thing!"

"The heir has disappeared for too long." Koyatel did not look at him, but continued to look out the window and murmured.

Her straight and rosy calves were wrapped in stockings, and her feet were wearing flat leather boots.

"What's going on now?" Owen continued to ask, "You trapped me here?"

"I don't know," Koatl continued, "but the hostility between goblins and heirs has existed at least 400 years ago."

"I can play with this costume for a year!" He thought wildly, and the statue of Miss Granger began to change costumes continuously.

Fuck!

Starting tomorrow, he will abstain from the three unforgivable things.

"This is a great idea. Let 'God' pinch people in the next life! Let's see if he can create a more perfect race."

And they are two parallel things that do not negotiate with each other.

The originally empty room suddenly became crowded.

The magic spell that was originally easy to use keeps causing problems!

Owen said half madly, half sarcastically.

Although her death was pathologically attributed to suicide.

Just like Voldemort and Harry.

After a long time, her expression returned to normal, "The MACUSA discovered an ancient ruins in New Mexico 50 years ago, which was a high tower."

Damn it, is he unlucky this year?

The next moment, red tea suddenly flowed from the bottom of the tea cup in her hand.

"Am I in charge?" Owen looked at her doubtfully, and then seemed to have figured out something.

Then came Dumbledore in a luxurious robe.

<divclass="contentadv">He sat on the sofa on the other side, and only then did Coatl notice that the man before was not looking at her, but at Dumbledore.

"It looks like you're in charge here."

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The fields outside look like a Van Gogh painting.

"How do I know?" Koyatel said with an unmoved expression, as if she had never smiled. "Maybe it has something to do with ancient magic."

She leaned on the armrest and continued, "I was transformed by their magic before I was born. How do I know what I originally looked like?"

At this point, he became the only sun in this world.

Just like a poem by the famous American poet Emily Dickinson: I could have endured the darkness if I had never seen the sun, but the sunshine has made my desolation a newer desolation.

It's two things.

Then he turned to look at Miss Granger who looked like an ancient Greek statue.

The morning light outside the window, which was originally a beautiful scenery, suddenly started a gust of wind.

"They're all just puppets."

Then I was speechless.

But now it's okay.

She was indeed tortured by the whispers of the alien gods, and she always wanted to be free in her heart, but this did not mean that she would develop a liking for wizards during her childhood when she was tortured and imprisoned.

Although the curse that shot her head started with herself, it was she who embraced it.

After a while, he stretched out his thumb and said: "6."

"Anchor point?" Koyatel also looked out the window.

"I wonder if you have misunderstood something?" She said coldly and arrogantly, "Why do you think I would tell you this?"

"Didn't I tell you about the trance-like illusion? However, strictly speaking, it is not entirely true. This place is composed of your spiritual world and a small part of mine. Compared with the illusion of the gods, it lacks the gaze of the gods!"

He was mocking the god and the man in front of him.

Koyatel suddenly turned his head and said in a self-deprecating tone: "Are you only attacking the anchor point of this world? This description is appropriate."

Otherwise, he would definitely add a few more shots of the Divine Edge Shadowless Curse.

"I don't have this ability." The girl said, she walked to the kitchen and took out a tea cup from the cupboard. "There should be tea here, it's black tea. I bought a pack of it in Chinatown in New York. The taste is so nostalgic, but it's a pity that I'm not allowed to have anything I like."

"They discovered a condensed matter magic similar to mercury from the tower."

Only then will she realize that he is just a fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old kid who has probably never even been kissed.

Hmm - why am I thinking about this?

"Haha -" Owen rolled his eyes at her, "Isn't there a light bulb like this?"

And what connection can he have with Koyatel?

It's nothing more than ancient magic. So is this situation because the girl also has ancient magic power, allowing his killing curse to determine that the other party is him?

The same thing happened the last time he used the Legilimency spell on her, and even part of his ancient magic power was taken away by her.

"Haha -" she laughed, her eyes flashing with mad excitement, "Do you think wizards should be superior to others? Even the stars will go out, so wizards should exist forever? Haha - if this evil species has If the sky is extinct, that will be the best news I have ever heard."

When Voldemort used the Killing Curse to kill Harry, Harry entered a trance.

"That's a good idea. Rubbish wizards are really a waste of air when alive, and a waste of land when dead. I think the emergence of eradicating wizards is a mistake in the development of the world." Owen rolled his eyes, and thoughts came to his mind.

"So, you are the anchor of the Outer God? When did it find you?"

Koyatel hesitated to speak, her eyebrows were clouded. She wanted to pretend to be calm, but the painful experiences in the past pulled her and dragged her towards the abyss.

"The way you killed me wasn't right."

"It seems that you are not that bold." At this time, Koyatel from the side intervened appropriately, and she said with a slightly mocking tone, "Or do you have a lustful heart but not a lustful courage?"

He happily started pinching pictures as if he had discovered a new world.

"This would not attract the attention of the Magic Congress, but 20 years ago, a goblin who claimed to be the Goblin Brotherhood found the then president of the Magic Congress and explained to him the use of that magic power."

Suddenly, some starlight did not fly from Owen's hand into the sky.

how about it?

It's up to you.I don't believe you have nothing to do? "

Or take revenge on wizards and goblins who have caused you pain before.

"I understand. If you don't have an heir, just make one yourself." Owen responded, "So you are the only one who survived the ancient magic experiment?"

Owen said a lot in one breath, his tone was full of temptation,

He saw the angry look in Koyatel's eyes making waves.

"Who doesn't love it? I mean, don't you think it's a pity?" Owen turned his head and looked at her seriously. "You have lived in a cage from birth to death, and you are not even allowed to have the things you like. Don't you think it is a pity to rush into the arms of death now?"

Does it make sense to think so?

Speculating, Owen felt that there should be some truth. The girl's soul has the shadow of Quetzalcoatl, and the heir's own power comes from the gods. Maybe he also has a part of Quetzalcoatl's power, which can bring the magic of love. If it were replaced by the magic power of the gods, wouldn't this be a perfect explanation?

Then - who died?

The killing curse must kill something!

He knew these people all too well.

Well - between grandpa and grandma.

Those people - those statues that don't move.

"Look out the window," he said. "How long has it been since you looked up at the sky?"

His eyes narrowed slightly, and a malicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then, Owen tried to raise his hand, and the next second, the sky suddenly turned into chaos again.

On the other side, after hearing this question, a cruel smile suddenly appeared on Koyatel's face, followed by an expression of hatred, disgust, and resentment, and the fingers holding the tea cup turned pale.

"Give me the information and I will save your life. Then one day you get impatient and commit suicide for fun. Or, you can continue to be the Outer God's lackey - uh - believer - follower - revolutionary, and have no interest in the revolution. Or, revolutionize the wizard's life!

She wanted to die because she wanted to die alone.

It is the fragrance of roses.

With the scent of roses.

The powerful magical ability of the young man in front of her often made her forget his age, and at least treat him as her same age.

"Tch—anyone who's not an idiot can guess it." Owen threw the tea cup into the air, and then the shadow flashed and the tea cup disappeared instantly. He looked out the window along the life-size statue of Miss Granger.

Although I don't know what effect expelling the alien god from your body will have on you, it is probably death. "

"I've always had a question, where did the ancient magic in you come from." Immediately, Owen asked the core question.

Suddenly he figured out a lot of questions.

So much so that he failed everywhere in other matters!

"Ancient magic——"

Owen took another sip of tea, "This illusion occurs because there is an indescribable soul connection between the two."

The earth-shaking changes there made her sink into it.

Irving's voice trailed off, and Koyatel responded with silence.

Immediately afterwards, Hermione, who was wearing Hogwarts school uniform, suddenly began to twist and her robes tightened and deformed. After a few seconds, her clothes changed dramatically. The robes disappeared and were replaced by a silk-like ear-length The skirt hugged her body.

"Then please explain in detail what the correct way is, and I will try again."

The man with different eyes was the first to walk out of the starlight. He sat on the sofa, crossed his legs uninhibitedly, and looked at her with a chuckle on his lips.

"Besides, it's not me who should be anxious, it's you, Owen. I can just wait here for my soul to die, but you, do you want to die with me?"

"Expulsion—" Koatl corrected, "Mortals cannot kill gods, they can only expel them."

The wind seems to be getting stronger and stronger.

For example, why would she never jump back?

That's because the outer gods' attention is always on her, and she has neither the ability nor the opportunity to tell those secrets.

"Puppet-" Owen nodded.

"When the goblin discovered the magic spring, he had an idea."

Deep down in her heart, she hopes to see the outer gods destroy the world, and seeking death is just because she cannot endure the torture of the outer gods.

Things she would never have.

But after hearing this, Koyatel showed a mocking smile.She was laughing at herself, and at him.

Then there were Harry Potter, Hannah Abbott, Ron Weasley, Justin, Neville, Cedric, Fleur and so on - there were some she couldn't name at all.

"So what exactly is going on?"

Therefore, the Killing Curse cannot kill Harry. The only thing the Curse can kill is the part of Harry's soul that belongs to Voldemort.

It's a pity that this is a trance and fantasy.

It's like Voldemort killed Harry's own soul.

"Stop—" Owen interrupted her appropriately, "How do goblins know about ancient magic?"

The thickly applied colors seem to be flowing, carrying overwhelming hope for life. That kind of beauty is wanton, as if an artist paints with blood, sincere and hot.

The tea slowly rose up and finally filled the entire cup.

"I love Death."

Didn't she say anything?

The outer gods were banished.

After saying that, he got up on the bench and sat closer to Miss Granger.To prevent this bad woman from having any thoughts about him.

"I can save you." Owen finally said those words, "Look, I am the heir after all? I have many means."

Living things instinctively refuse to die.

"You just said that there are no outside gods watching here - that is to say, the killing curse just killed the part of your body that belongs to the outside gods?" Owen immediately surmised that this woman might be Brigid Academy What Chang calls the anchor point.

"I want to, too, but unfortunately I can't." Koyatel said calmly.

Chop them into pieces and feed them to the dogs.

But her murderer was actually someone else, and its name was the Magical Congress.

Thinking in his mind, he held Miss Granger's hand, softened a certain touch in his heart, and said in a different tone, "But it's a pity that you can't see this anymore.

"Blurred fantasy——"

"Well, it seems you still don't understand why Quetzalcoatl favors you?" Owen said casually, "How much information do you know about the goblin Outer God? What about other anchor points? What is the Outer God's plan? Does Voldemort know? ? Is he connected with the outside gods? Who manipulated the Goblet of Fire? "

She was silent, her eyes slightly moved.

"So you can save the world?"

Then came a girl with dirty blonde hair.She remembered the other person's name, it seemed to be Luna, Luna Lovegood.

He asked a series of questions.

"Don't rush to refute." Owen raised his hand to stop him.

If that killing curse killed her directly, Owen thought, the girl in front of him would definitely go to meet the God of Death with a smile of relief and happiness.

"Amazing." The girl said, "Thank you."

But - she was here now, and at this moment she could clearly feel the smell of freedom, the smell of oil and mold in the room, and the smell of damp, fresh grass in the fields.

"Zuzhen—the fairy." Owen said in an incomprehensible tone. "Go on--"

Instead he got into the room.

When she subconsciously turned around, many people suddenly appeared in the room.

Because the magic of love exists in both Harry and Voldemort.

"Oh - do you think that I am the wizard's invisible guardian?"

Owen had no choice but to close the window, then reluctantly held Miss Granger and sat on the sofa.

Become one forever. "

It's just that because of the morning twilight in the sky, the rising sun obscures the stars. Although the golden glow is spectacular, it lacks some embellishment.

The memory palace in my head rises from the ground.

"Pain, despair, curse, all sin and pain melt into chaos, returning life to the age of the furnace.

Immediately understood.

"cool!"

Even the girl in front of me.

Owen saw her hesitation, but he was not in a hurry, "You can take some time to think about it carefully."

"I'm still busy trying to figure out how to get out of here."