Fail Demon King

Like a strong refreshment, it penetrated deep into Owen's drowsy brain, "I hope you better not have time to do anything - this will help me decide to end a cruel torture that may drag on for a long time .”

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The author has something to say: Well... Actually, Guanzi really likes Benjamin, and the CP of Guanzi even said that Benjamin is his own son...

So now it's time to reveal his secret~

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99 A hug that gets carried away

Underneath Hogwarts, in the dark Slytherin Chamber of Secrets, thick muddy water flowed out from some pipe, and when it dripped, it made a regular ticking sound like a clock.

The solid stone walls of the chamber slowly closed.A tall man in a black robe was holding a magic wand, and walked forward slowly with steady steps. His shadow was stretched long and shakily reflected on the cold stone floor and the tall pillars coiled with long snakes. .

"Come out," said Tom flatly, standing in the middle of the room.He raised his wand to his eyes and looked at it carefully, "I'm running out of patience. At least three times on the way to Hogwarts, I found traces of you, but after a very quick confrontation, I was sure that it was just a cover A replica of your real track."

No one answered him, and there was still only the sound of ticking water in the stone room.

Tom, however, seemed unconcerned. He paused for a moment, then continued slowly: "I have solid news: half the Ministry has mutinied—I mean your half. Say Really, it never occurred to you why I gave you permission to contact trolls and Irish goblins?"

Benjamin's voice finally sounded vaguely. It is unknown which stone pillar or pipe he was hiding behind, but his slightly vague words seemed to envelope the entire secret room: "——under the circumstances that you have already doubted me? Sigh , you've been suspicious of me for a long time—but, to be honest, it's rather inexplicable."

Tom seemed to have completely forgotten about Owen, and was still concentrating on playing with his wand: "Because they are not actually a threat. They are very aggressive, but they don't care what they destroy-as long as the price is right, they are ready to kill you." may turn, and may not even be a reliable ally at all."

Behind a stone pillar, a figure swayed, and Benjamin came out: "I understand," he scratched his hair, and said lightly, "So this is a test. You want to see if Benjamin can maintain that stupid loyalty—then, Almighty Master, did the result turn out as you expected?"

Tom pursed his lips, raised his wand, and calmly pointed at the man who was walking out.

However, Benjamin was quite indifferent, and even shrugged frankly.He didn't mind Tom's silence at all. Instead, he opened his mouth and showed a sly smile, staring at Tom without blinking: "You should have killed me a long time ago. Two months ago, it was like you killed me." As easy as killing a Muggle, but you didn't. Of course I wouldn't be so cocky as to think it was out of your pity for me, or maybe it was just because I was the most successful clone you've been with for years, who knows— —but it's a rare flop, after all, you have to admit that turning the dementors on is quite a unique idea of ​​mine."

"Unfortunately," said Tom flatly, "but I do have to admit that you are admirable for that."

"—but you've never been curious about it." Benjamin said disappointedly. He also pulled out his wand, imitating Tom's usual behavior, and hit his palm with it repeatedly, "You're so normal, normal It’s as if you’re not staying in such a dark and dank stone room, but as if I saw you in the library of Malfoy Manor that afternoon…” He whispered for a while, even in the silent chamber, No one heard what he said.After a while, he suddenly raised his head with a smile, "I'm sorry, but I really want to see your frightened expression—it sounds almost impossible, doesn't it? But I took Owen Scot away, Looks like I finally made it."

"Perhaps you haven't." Tom smiled quickly. "I'm sure I'll find him."

"—lie," drawled Benjamin, who seemed to frown sullenly, "you lie, and though you are so calm, master, I can see your eyes: they are red. Of course you want to find him, but you don't want him to be tortured; I've prepared a surprise that will make your heart stop when you see him... but—well," he put on another pair suddenly. With a triumphant expression, "At least you have to allow me to explain why I am so confident that Owen is Billy Stubbs."

"It's not hard to guess from my treatment of him," said Tom flatly, his wand still pointing steadily at Benjamin, "and besides—that night when we were besieged by dementors you Nearby. But I'd like to hear what you have to say, before my patience runs out."

"That's what happened, I was around that night. I thought you were going to ask about the Slytherin locket, but you didn't say a word, which really makes me hate you even more... Of course, you can never Control the dementors effortlessly, because you've been almost their kind for some time in the past, dark and decaying, looking for a soul without a trace..."

Benjamin said softly, the corners of his mouth curled up viciously, but a complex light flashed quickly in his brown eyes, both resentful and unwilling: "No one knows that the most hated spell by the great Lord Voldemort is the Patronus Charm, but I know. I know, lord." He bowed exaggeratedly to Tom, "I know why you hate calling out 'shock god guard' so much, because it always reminds you of the happiest moments of your youth—but It was also the most painful time when you look back on it all these years? But now you can think back to your heart's content, they are no longer painful, and the person who came back set you free. But I-"

Tom rarely said a word, he just frowned, held his wand steadily, and listened quietly.

Benjamin suddenly withdrew all his smiles, and the unbearable resentment made him gnash his teeth: "—but I still hate this spell so much, I can never cast it well by myself. Because I have nothing. The memory of the past is not Mine, it disgusts me to think of them; the later memories are mine at last, and I was with you, and during these days of his absence, whenever I looked at you, I was happy—but after that joy, You left me with nothing but greater pain..."

The conversation below came sometimes clearly and sometimes vaguely. Owen pressed his forehead against the cold and rough stone wall, gritted his teeth dripping with cold sweat, and kept awake.The pain from the wound on his right hand has spread into numbness, but he never gave up the idea of ​​self-help.

Owen tried to move his right hand, which was chained to the stone wall... Damn Merlin, it seemed hopeless.The wand had already been thrown down by Benjamin, and he couldn't make a sound at all. It was completely whimsical to escape from here——

hell!He will never give up!

The wand flew... Owen said silently in his heart.He almost exhausted his whole life, looking forward to the fulfillment of this spell like never before.Even the kindest professor at Hogwarts might not approve of his overreach, but no one would want him to give up...

The wand flew over—Owen closed his eyes tightly, and the voices of Tom and Benjamin began to move away from him. In the heavy darkness, it seemed that some spots of light exploded in his eyelids, jumping and spinning...

--"boom"!That's the sound of a spell hitting something!

Owen opened his eyes suddenly, Benjamin's monologue seemed to have ended, and the two people below did not know who launched the attack first!Soon, the sound of the magic wand spouting spells whizzed out. Looking out from the narrow opening, the entire secret room was almost illuminated. Owen heard Benjamin laughing loudly: "...you destroyed them! Of course... I I can feel it, the three Horcruxes you worked so hard to get me to make were all destroyed by your own hands...but it doesn't matter, you know—there's a fourth one!"

Owen was so anxious, he bit his lips, and there were stars in front of his eyes—the wand flew... the wand——

"Whoosh!"

Something flew into the hole suddenly, and Owen felt a hard hit on the top of his head!That tough little wooden stick made the Venus in front of his eyes become even more gorgeous in an instant, but—it was probably the first time the damned Merlin heard his prayer... He groped, blinked vigorously, and quickly Unraveled the spell for himself.

As soon as the mouthpiece was released, Owen immediately coughed loudly—under the high tension, even the pain seemed to have disappeared, but in the darkness, besides his coughing, there seemed to be something else... what The thing rustled, as if sliding upwards in the tunnel behind him, the sticky scales rubbed against the rough pipe wall, making a chilling sound...

Owen hardly had to react, he immediately closed his eyes tightly!The Basilisk - The Basilisk is back!Merlin's fattest briefs, where did Benjamin trap him?It really doesn't matter where you're stuck - the damn pipes are connected!

Below the huge statue of Salazar Slytherin, the cold water stains on the wall evaporated into hot white steam, which disappeared in an instant.The stone slab was hot and cracked, making a "click" sound; the long and complicated spells were intertwined, and the power of wind and fire seemed to be released. Writhing inside, the fine carvings shattered into smoke powder.

"Summon the basilisk, let it out!" Benjamin jumped behind a tall pillar and laughed loudly, but the distorted laughter was no more pleasant than the shrill cries of the mandrake, and his beautiful face was flushed. , "I almost heard the sound of it crawling! The only pity is that you don't know where Owen is, will he suddenly open his eyes from his coma and see your huge pet-but it doesn't matter, He wasn't complete anymore, but he was luckier than me anyway, at least he still has a soul that hasn't been split—"

The surly Dark Lord finally got impatient, his black pupils became extremely slender and terrifying, glowing blood-red.Tom's rage exploded like an explosion, and his pale face was almost as hideous as Benjamin's: "Creating you—that was indeed my biggest mistake."

Benjamin's sharp laughter suddenly stopped, but he paused, and then began to laugh again in a low voice, the laughter getting louder and louder: "You can admit your mistake too... But thanks to Merlin, I can make you regret it, I'm very— —”

"It's not your pleasure—" Tom hissed a few snake words, and he and Benjamin circled around several stone pillars, spells were shot from his wand almost without interruption, and the flames spattered. Pass the stone pillar.His black hair was disheveled over his pale forehead, and he looked more outraged than he had ever seen before. "It has nothing to do with Owen Sko!" A sharp spell, "Since - it was my - mistake, then - I - personally - corrected -"

——Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the secret room!

The two wizards who were fighting didn't stop, but they looked up at the same time - the statue of Salazar Slytherin still tightly closed its lips, but the stone where the statue's right eye was originally was burst open, a line A huge snake tail as thick as an oak tree hangs down, like a trunk——

A person jumped out of Slytherin's slit right eye, and rolled along the tail of the snake to the ground in embarrassment!

The attack of the spell stopped abruptly, and the two wizards unconsciously lowered their wands.

Benjamin stared at that person, murmured: "This is impossible..."

Owen Scott, who was covered in blood and mud, stood up holding his wand, and strode towards the pale Tom with some staggering strides.The latter noticed something missing in his right hand holding the wand almost instantly, and Tom's pupils tightened immediately. He opened his arms without hesitation, and hugged Owen who was almost falling into his arms. .Some foul-smelling sludge immediately stained Tom's neck and side face, like staining a flawless marble statue, but unconcealable joy overflowed from his black eyes, and a strange blush flooded his cheeks bone--

"I said," Owen put his head on his shoulder and said in a muffled voice, "Tom, please do me a favor, there is someone standing behind you."

"I don't think it matters," Tom said softly, his usual self-importance coming back and making him look indifferent to anything else. "Your wand is pointed at him."

It's not so much unbelievable, it's better to say that Benjamin is looking at Owen with rather complicated eyes, and he doesn't seem to want to take advantage of the opportunity to launch an attack: "Merlin... this is amazing," he muttered softly, "Impossible ..."

"It's 'almost' impossible, pay attention to this adverb." Owen said panting, he had already stopped the bleeding from his wound, but his eyes were still darkened, which made his speech a little dull, Fortunately, someone has been supporting his shoulders firmly, "...he—I mean the basilisk, didn't attack me, but I still have some difficulty communicating with him...Of course you hateful Parseltongues are He won’t understand, will he? I tried to make the sound that all the snakes in my memory can make, and finally he seems to understand...” He took a deep breath, moved his right wrist, and the iron chain that originally bound him Turned into a blood-stained ribbon, the end was torn off, "You put a sticky fixation spell on the tool that trapped me, I can't get it off my wrist quickly, but I can Transform it. You seem to have forgotten that I'm pretty good at this, and I don't even have any protective measures... As for the wand..." Owen laughed shortly, "You know, even without a wand, a wizard is still a wizard. "

Benjamin looked at Owen for a while, and frowned: "I really hate your complacent look."

Owen touched his nose: "But I feel good myself."

"You are not completely weak and useless... I have to say that this surprised me." However, Benjamin did not show any more surprise, and he calmed down completely, "But just now someone said to me firmly He will definitely find you, and you seem to have completely disregarded his self-esteem by doing so."

"He could indeed find me." Owen reached out his hand and took out a round thing from his pocket. It was a bright silver button, and he turned his hand angrily and stuffed it into Tom's palm. The thing you stuffed in my pocket while you were pretending to sleep, right? Works well for tracking magic, but it's useless inside Hogwarts, or you would have known I was in Slytherin—" He Looking up at the already horrific statue, he coughed twice, "It's in Slytherin's mind. But you still have the basilisk, no doubt he will tell you where I am."

"So," Owen squeezed Tom's hand tightly, and turned to face Benjamin, his blue eyes were calm and clear, "It's actually a question of whether I want to wait for him to find me, do you understand?" Owen pushed Tom away His shoulders shook slightly, but finally stood upright.

There seemed to be a sudden jolt in the Chamber of Secrets, the basilisk's tail slapped the Slytherin statue's nose, and he swam back to the pipe with difficulty.A green light flickered from nowhere, and a few broken stones fell from the wall.The three wizards stood in the middle of the long narrow room, and there was a suffocating silence.

Owen raised his chin, with an expression he had never seen before, but it was Slytherin's inherent arrogance: "——no matter who he is, I hope that I can stand by his side, and never become him being held back by others." threat."

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100 choices that Benjamin made himself

After an unknown amount of time, the ancient Slytherin Chamber of Secrets remained silent.The three stood facing each other, their wands had already been raised, and the two sides faced each other silently in what seemed to be an endless silence.

——This kind of reaction made Owen really want to curse Merlin.He shook again, but gritted his teeth and decided to spend the end with these two people.

This time, Tom, who was exceptionally quiet today, finally broke the hair-raising and tense silence. While carefully supporting Owen on his shoulders, he calmly stretched out his left hand to Benjamin: "That locket—that is, Give me your fourth Horcrux."

Benjamin raised his eyebrows contemptuously: "At this point, do you think you can still order me?" He spread his palms and simply removed his wand from Tom's face, "I am ready to face death, you can do it to me!" Anything - Cruciatus, Avada Kedavra, or whatever high-level magic you have mastered," he smiled mockingly, shrugging his shoulders disdainfully, "I'm not worried at all."

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you." Tom's deep voice echoed in the empty secret room, "Now that I have found Owen Scott, it is wise to end your farce as soon as possible. I don't intend to kill you "He squinted his eyes, glanced at Owen's mutilated right hand from the corner of his black eyelashes, and his voice became colder, "But after you leave Hogwarts alive, you really need to prepare for my revenge Ready. Now—Benjamin, this is the last time I am willing to repeat: take out the last Horcrux. In exchange, I can let you leave this secret room in a sane manner."

"Based on that, it sounds like the spell I'm about to face won't be difficult to resist." Benjamin smiled slyly, and waved his wand casually, only a few sparks sprang up there, "Oh, so—I see "He dragged his voice, and even took two steps back and forth leisurely, "As you said, master, you want to correct your mistakes with your own hands: that is me."

——Owen just missed the content of this conversation. At that time, he was groping for the hole of the Slytherin statue's eyes with his eyes closed.He glanced sideways at Tom, but the latter's expression was clueless.

"But, a small question: Do you think I will let you achieve what you want?" Benjamin smiled almost cruelly, "I will let you force me to repent, let you heal my soul, or something like that?" The pain in his heart, mingled with malice, distorted his facial features, and the face that originally belonged to Billy Stubbs was like a reassembled jigsaw puzzle, gradually becoming unrecognizable, "—then Merlin was too kind Stop it! I only have one word—”

He leaned forward slightly, scrutinizing the slightest expression on Tom's face, and slowly, the corners of his mouth became viciously raised higher and higher: "I will never let you have a chance to make up...it's your own toughness, Pride, recklessness hurts the person you care about most and want to protect the most in this world! I see you are scared, your name scares almost all wizards, lol...but you are also scared, which is so funny ...But this is not enough, I still want to watch you regret and feel guilty, that is the wedge that nails your soul, and you will never try to break free for the rest of your life..."

——Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his wand with lightning speed!

While Benjamin was speaking, Owen stared at him unrelentingly.The distance between them is too close, if it is a death curse coming head-on, it is almost impossible to avoid it... When the face that Owen was familiar with as if facing a mirror showed the last trace of fierce and weird, painful and inexplicable... When he smiled contentedly, he also raised his wand violently, standing between Benjamin and Tom—completely subconsciously, Owen shouted: "Armor protection!"

However, Tom actually did the same thing with Owen at the same time!A super-strong iron armor spell collided with Owen's spell, running across the center of the secret room. The huge force completely separated them from Benjamin, it was like a sharp blade splitting the air in front of them!

But something even more unbelievable happened——Benjamin turned his wand around at the last moment of casting the spell, and a violent blasting spell was not aimed at Tom, nor even Owen, but precisely aimed at himself!

At the last moment, he was still laughing sharply, the last sound of this artificially created life-the laughter stopped abruptly-"Bang!!"

It seemed that something collided violently in the air, and a pale light suddenly illuminated the entire dark secret room!Owen was almost unsteady on his feet, and the impact of the blast made him stagger backwards and slam into Tom's chest.Owen's mind went blank, completely out of instinct, he threw another Iron Armor Curse, and then stretched out his hand to try to press down on Tom's neck, he almost succeeded - but height is an absolute disadvantage, the next second, Owen found himself locked tightly in the man's arms, unable to move at all.

Rushed stones fell from the dome, and after an unknown period of time, everything finally calmed down.

This extraordinarily beautiful explosion seemed to be the final roar of an evil man-made soul that violated the laws of nature—and there was nothing left.The body that belonged to Billy Stubbs, the soul and memory created by Tom Riddle, the man who was originally called Benjamin but didn't even have his own name...all gone.

Only the sticky muddy water flowing out of an unknown water pipe was still ticking intermittently in a dead silence—as if it would never end.

--This is the end?

Owen still hugged Tom tightly, and after a while, he slowly let go of his already stiff arms.He opened his mouth to speak, and suddenly found that his voice was hoarse: "He——is this a premeditated...suicide?"

Tom was silent for a long time, and finally gave a soft "hmm".If it wasn't for Owen's close contact with him to feel the slight tremor in his chest, the deep voice would be hard to capture: "It seems so."

"...He embraced death with open arms." Owen murmured, he was stunned for a while, and then said suddenly, "I seem to have discovered some factors of Greek tragedy."

"No compromise."

Owen let out a long breath, closed his eyes, and hugged Tom even tighter, he couldn't bear to let go—but he suddenly caught a glimpse of a golden thing shining not far from him.

—That's Slytherin's locket.

Judging from all signs, Benjamin didn't create a fourth Horcrux at all.

He lied, kidnapped Owen—perhaps he could have done more serious damage if Tom hadn't interrupted in time—and plotted his own death.His only desire seemed to be to cause as much chaos as possible, and his greatest vengeance was to set fire to all that he had been created--a complete fool of the great Dark Lord.

The emerald was inlaid on the Slytherin locket, coiled into a shiny S-shaped snake, Owen picked it up and opened it, and there was only a note inside:

"Tom Marvolo Riddle: I curse you," it was Benjamin's handwriting, perhaps he did not want to be called that, but for now, "as you cursed me—you shall regret your everything that has been done, and will never rest in peace."

"—perhaps he's right."

Tom's words startled Owen, he suddenly raised his head, looked at the pale man: "For Merlin's sake—"

"I do regret it." Tom stared at Owen and spoke extremely slowly, his black eyes were bottomless, "... since I just created him—" He stretched out his hand, groping for it like a blind man Owen's right hand.In the end, his pale and slender fingers covered Owen's four fingers carefully and almost tremblingly, "Almost immediately... I regretted it. And from Abraxas to prison, from Lucretia...from you -"

"Okay, I think you've made it clear enough—so go ahead." That was enough for Tom, and Owen let out a breath, turning his right hand around Tom's, freeing his left Touching his nose, he made a helpless expression, "Now I think you can give me another hug, old man, to effectively relieve my painful wound, although it is harmless—"

Owen didn't finish because Tom hugged him so hard it nearly strangled his ribs.The haughty, cold, conceited man kissed him on the cheek, caring nothing for the mud and blood.

All the harshness and viciousness of Riddle were gone, along with the coolness and self-control of the Dark Lord.

In the dark, damp room at the bottom of the lake, all that was left was Tom muttering in a low voice: "...Of course, there must be someone who can tell the truth in this world, right? Billy...I mean , Owen, I'm... I'm very happy."

—I'm glad that's you.

Owen rubbed the somewhat disheveled black hair: "I know."

——Thank you for giving me such an honor.

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On a peaceful morning, the early summer breeze blows, and through the open window, the trees in the garden exude the unique fragrance of plants.Clouds drifted across the clear sky, casting strange shadows of various shapes on the fluttering silk curtains.

Tom Riddle was wearing a dressing gown, leaning lazily on the sofa and flipping through the newspaper habitually.Another piece of honeysuckle bloomed outside the window, attracting a few bees buzzing around the stamens.A big snake as thick as an adult's thigh was coiled on the T-shaped frame in front of the window, flapping its tail lightly, and its eyes wandered with the occasional birds passing by outside the window.

Such an early morning is very ordinary to most people, almost dull, but the man sitting there is quite unconcerned, his handsome face is as serene and peaceful as a perfect portrait.

The silence was not broken until footsteps were heard on the stairs and another person walked into the hall.

"I noticed that your eyes are still puffy," Tom said casually, glancing back. "It makes you look a bit like a haddock. Maybe you should go back to sleep for a while. I almost thought you passed out, and the vigilance and alertness of the raccoon part of your nature was gone, which is really rare."

The young man who came out last yawned listlessly, raised his missing right hand and rubbed his eyes, then gave Tom a warning look: "Morning, Tom, and thank you for your malicious good morning. As for why I was exhausted until this hour in the morning - I guess it's not me who should reflect on that."

"It's good to wake up." Tom flipped a page of the newspaper indifferently, his face was completely covered, "The Malfoys are coming to visit this afternoon, I think you should really make preparations early."

Owen poured himself a cup of tea: "Sweets and sherry—"

Tom frowned in disgust, "You know which cupboard it's in."

Abraxas Malfoy had been out of prison two months ago.When he stepped out of the dusty fireplace in Malfoy Manor, he was not surprised to see Lucretia and Lucius waiting there immediately, and at the same time, he was quite surprised to see Owen Scott and Lord Tom Riddle Voldemort standing beside him with his hands behind his back.

——He lost some weight, his cheeks were sunken, and his complexion was also sallow.Yet the platinum-blonde hair still shines, as do his slumped shoulders, slumped back, and cynical smile.

The moment she saw Abraxas, Lucretia immediately let go of her slender fingers that had been tightly twisted. She looked at her husband without blinking, watching his crooked posture and staring. looking into her pale eyes.After a while, she said in a low voice: "Merlin...I knew it, no one can change you."

After uttering this sentence, whether it was disappointment or pride, Mrs. Malfoy strode forward without any restraint, and threw herself into her husband's outstretched arms.Owen almost suspected that Lucretia had bumped into it on purpose, because Abraxas seemed to bear most of her weight while hugging her tightly-his back had to straighten back as a result.

Their son watched from the side, with a subtle expression on his pale and proud face.Such a situation seemed unprecedented to Lucius, but it was not unpredictable, and he was deeply distressed whether he would like to walk over to join the embrace of this family like his mother-in the end he did , but the intensity has been greatly controlled.

Not because of any goddamn etiquette, of course, but because he was worried that his father's long-curved spine had reached its limit.

"Besides," said Tom, lowering the paper a little, his black eyes peeking over the top, "I don't seem to have heard from your fiancée again—what happened to make the poor girl finally get lucky? Escaped?"

Owen was drinking tea, and the word "fiancee" that sounded particularly eerie made him almost spit out a mouthful of water.He coughed in pain: "You...you haven't asked, I thought...you are completely relieved..."

"Because it's you," Tom drew out coldly, "I'm all the more worried."

Owen Quan pretended not to hear: "You know that I have a brother named Alvin? He is in France. Signus is now studying in Beauxbatons. This summer, they will get married when she graduates. Eight years old That year, Signus was changing her teeth, probably because of her lisp, she confused my name with Alvin, but made a contract with me. On the night I went back suddenly, the Scott Manor exploded because of it. A war... Fortunately, the portrait of my great-great-great-grandfather who was there at the time reminded them of this in time, otherwise the Unforgivable Curse would still be fulfilled on me."

This dumbfounding incident caused Tom to be extremely silent for a long time, and finally he looked at Owen sarcastically: "It seems that this is really a characteristic of the Scott family."

"Don't doubt that this genetic gene will be further developed in the next 50 years."

Tom sneered, and he had turned to the last page of the newspaper: "By the way, there is a new letter on the mantelpiece. I suggest you send Victor to reply as soon as possible after reading it."

This familiar and gloating tone made Owen immediately walk towards the fireplace, and he opened the envelope suspiciously——

"Hogwarts—Dumbledore asked me to go back and take the exam!" After 20 seconds, Owen lost his voice in disbelief, "He's crazy, how many lemon cookies has he eaten in these two months? I once Think I'm finally free, damn Merlin! I've missed classes for more than two months, and the sixth grade is over in one month!"

"It seems that he followed my advice." Compared with Owen's panic, Tom said calmly, "Don't worry, I will still give your Defense Against the Dark Arts grades this semester," he said He took a long look at Owen, "I think you can rest assured."

"—Because it's you," Owen said dejectedly