I, Hogwarts Second Time Around

Chapter 188 Gold Wolverine?
"Huh? Delicious kid from Hogwarts?"

He looked terribly excited, throwing his head back in a hissing growl.

The voice was very strange, Owen had never heard it before.

He can guarantee that this is definitely not something that can be sent out by humans.

The man looked at Owen and grinned, showing his sharp, yellow teeth.

"Owen is careful!!!" A girl's voice sounded.

The moment the man jumped at Owen, a red spell flew from a distance and hit the man directly.

The powerful spell knocked the man away.

Hit the next store.It took several counters to be smashed before it could barely stop.

The power of this spell is truly terrifying.

"Actually - Phew! I'm ready to kill him." He took a deep breath and suppressed his racing heart to calm down.

Owen raised his head and looked helplessly at the large group of little wizards trotting towards him in the distance.

"Why are you running here!" he said.

"Everyone cares about you," Hermione said.

Hearing Nuan Xin's words, Owen still pretended to be indifferent, "What's the danger?"

"Without Voldemort, I am an invincible existence in this area. Who dares to touch me? Who dares to touch me! I will split it into eight pieces!"

Owen raised his neck proudly like a big rooster.

It's a pity—fate made a joke, and as soon as he finished speaking, a curse roared towards him.

This time it was Harry with quick eyes and quick hands.

He quickly threw an iron armor spell to help Owen resist the attack.

"Who?"

Owen's face darkened.I didn't expect the slap in the face to come so quickly.

Damn Xipi, I don't know the two big characters written on the young master's face.

'Invincible'?

Immediately, he immediately turned around and looked into the distance.Find out which humble mouse dared to sneak up on him.

"Greyback, have you become such a waste? You can't even help a few little wizards?" Along with a sharp voice, a figure wearing a black mask appeared in front of the damaged store door.

"To shut up."

Behind the store door, the man who had resisted a Hermione's stun spell was picking up the gravel and sawdust on his body.

His voice was still full of energy.

Apparently not seriously injured.

Owen's eyelids twitched, the body's ability to resist the spell is really not small.

If it were someone else who took Hermione's spell head-on, not to mention serious injuries, he would have to break a few ribs.

But as for him, he was completely fine?
"Damn bastard, you dare to attack me!" The man raised his dirty right hand and rubbed it against the back of his right hand, the only wound on his whole body.

Scratches on the forehead.

He wiped away the few drops of blood with his fingers.

But when he put down his hand again, he seemed to feel it was a pity or something.

Then he actually stuck out his tongue, stained with ashes and countless sand, and slowly, little by little, disgustingly, without leaving any traces of the blood on the back of his hand.

After it was over, there was still an unsatisfactory expression on his face.

Then he looked at the little wizards with bloodthirsty eyes.

Especially Hermione.

He licked his lips with his tongue, and looked at the eyes of the little witch, as if he was considering where to start his mouth.

"I'm going to rip your throat out, it will taste really good."

Seeing this scene, Hermione trembled slightly, and goosebumps fell all over the floor.

It wasn't that she was afraid. Just kidding, Hermione Granger had just witnessed the peak duel between the three most powerful wizards in the world.

With the psychological foreshadowing of Voldemort before.

There were no dark wizards to frighten her now.

What's more, the spell I just cast is very effective, isn't it?

It was just a stun spell.

She didn't have time to use other powerful spells!
However, although I am not afraid, the nausea is really disgusting.

This is so perverted!
Not to mention girls who like cleanliness, even the rough guy, the future Dark Lord Owen, really can't stand it. What's so scary about licking his own blood and eating sand?
What's the use of this thing besides being unappetizing?

Villains!You must have the elegance of a villain, do you know!

Villains are not perverts.

It's okay to be bloodthirsty, but please don't lick the blood.

"Go away, Auror and Dumbledore are nearby"

Harry, who also suppressed the discomfort in his heart, spoke first.

He held up the wand he had just defeated Voldemort and looked at the two of them with a solemn expression.

"Dumbledore?"

After hearing this name, the man in black robe immediately became melancholy.

However, he did not choose to turn around and run away in the end.

Instead, he said eagerly: "Go up and take a bite from everyone, and remember to keep the ones alive. I don't have time to waste any more time with you."

"He's right. I seem to have seen Dumbledore's figure just now. Let me remind you that I have no obligation to protect you. You'd better move faster."

"Before he came over, I would have ended everything and left here!" The man picked his teeth with his yellowed fingernails, with a grin on his face. "Don't take action, Tiers. They are mine."

"I don't intend to make a move. If you can't even deal with a group of young wizards who are still in school, then I advise you, you'd better pull out your fangs and go back to your kennel."

"Hmph! I really don't know why Death Eaters cooperate with a beast like you."

The man named Thiers said in a superior tone.

This further proved that he and the beast were not in the same group.

"Perhaps you are so useless?" Greyback's sullen voice came from the ruins of the store.

It was obvious that he was very unhappy.

"It's useless? Hehe~" The man sneered, and then he didn't make any excuses, but let out a heavy snort through his nasal cavity.

He does have the air of a villain, and Owen looked at the man in black with interest.

At least stronger than that beast.

But?
In front of him, who dares to stand tall!
"Cruciate!!!"

A streak of red hit the self-righteous man quickly and crisply.

"Ah~~~"

In an instant, he fell to the ground, writhing and screaming in pain.

The torment of the unbearable pain seemed to burn the bones of the whole body, and every piece of flesh seemed to be pierced with a thousand needles.

"It's been said that I'm invincible, so I have to hit the muzzle, right?" Owen frantically threw Cruciatus Curse again,
"Ah~~~"

The man's voice was even more miserable.

However, the volume is somewhat reduced.

"Be careful in your next life, don't casually provoke people you can't afford!"

"Critical Carpal Bone!!!"

After throwing the third Cruciatus Curse, Owen waved his wand again, and an evil green light lit up, "Avada~~~"

"No! Stop, Owen!" Hermione shouted.

Stretching out his hand, he took his right hand that was about to cast a spell.

On the other side, Hannah grabbed his left hand.

Then she shouted in an anxious, high-pitched voice: "Don't do this!"

Owen, who was stopped, looked tense and looked a little unhappy.

He knew that if he used the Killing Curse in his first hand, even if he killed these two idiots, the little wizard behind him would not say anything.

But - he shouldn't have used the Cruciatus Curse.

Torturing a person can easily arouse people's sympathy, especially when the people behind him are just a group of experienced little wizards.

"Huh~" He hummed softly through his nasal cavity.

Look at the idiot who is still howling on the ground.

Owen didn't know his identity, but he probably was a non-Death Eater black wizard who escaped from Azkaban.

Probably not an important role.

But that bearded man over there, Greyback, he knew.

It's not even an exaggeration to say an old acquaintance.

In the first week, he can do a lot for himself!
——The werewolf Fenrir Greyback.

The one who turned Professor Lupine into a werewolf.

Known as the cruelest werewolf in the wizarding world, Greyback is committed to spreading the werewolf blood to more young wizards.

He would pick out the young ones and attack them on a full moon night.

Turn them into their own kind.

Then take this kind of children away from their original families, let these children grow up with hatred of wizards, and then substitute him to spread new fear and despair.

Because he has eaten human flesh and blood for a long time, he has become very fond of human flesh and blood, even if it is not a full moon day.

Greyback was Voldemort's most loyal supporter. During the First Wizarding War, he was one of Voldemort's most deterrent weapons.

Voldemort set him free to bite those who disobeyed him, and such threats often worked.

No good wizarding family could bear to have their children turned into outcast werewolves.

Originally, at this time, this guy should be running around the world being chased by Aurors.

Owen didn't expect him to appear here.

"Okay, okay, I will definitely not kill them!" After calming down, Owen said flatly.

However, he didn't put down the wand in his hand, but walked towards the broken shop with a playful expression on his face.

At this time, the werewolf Greyback was looking at Owen with a blank expression.

Was it just his illusion?

That Hogwarts kid, did his wand glow with the Killing Curse?

This.
Is Hogwarts so vigorous now?
Giving the killing curse to such a young child?
For a moment, Greyback was a little puzzled, could it be that he had fled for too long, and the outside world had undergone earth-shaking changes?

Who is the headmaster of Hogwarts now?
Or Dumbledore?
It can't be the headmaster that the Death Eater is serving as!
"Greyback!" Owen walked over step by step.

It automatically floated up from the ruins of the store, making way for him.

As for the other little wizards, they held their wands, or were vigilant about the surroundings, or tied up the poor creature lying on the ground with a few spells, only breathing out but not in.

The petrification spell, the stun spell, and the relaxation of strength all greeted the black wizard.

Although Harry, Ron, and Hermione could not tolerate Owen torturing these villains.But it doesn't mean they will treat them gently.

After all, the other party has called at the door.

It would be really stupid to want to break out of the Virgin Mary.

"You~~ what are you going to do!" Greyback, who felt a chill on his neck for no reason, looked at Owen warily.

Tonight is not the night of the full moon.

He didn't look like a werewolf. Although he could resist a few spells, it was absolutely impossible for him to resist the Cruciatus Curse or the Killing Curse.

"Nothing~~~" Owen said.

He raised his wand and said, "Lock the tongue and seal the throat!" While the little wizards were not paying attention, he threw a magic spell at Greyback.

completely sealed his mouth.

"I know you, Greyback!"

"Don't worry, since I promised others that I won't kill you, I definitely won't kill you. I'm a person who sticks to my promise very much." Owen said with a faint smile.

"I just suddenly had a good idea"

As he spoke, he flicked his wand lightly, and a ball of fluid metal with good ductility slowly floated out from the pocket in his robe.

"Do you know what this is?" he asked mysteriously.

"Mithril~"

"Melted mithril." Owen explained slowly.

"It is the best material for magic path. Once it cools down, it will be extremely difficult to melt Mithril."

"So the wizards made a special prop, a device for storing liquid mithril. I happen to have it." He waved his wand.

Then Greyback suddenly realized that as soon as his body relaxed, he lost control over his body.

This is—strength and relaxation.
when.

He clearly didn't hear the boy chanting the curse.

Could it be - silent casting?
how can that be.

Before Greyback could continue to be shocked, the next second, he felt heartbreaking pain in his limbs.

An invisible sharp blade sliced ​​through his skin and penetrated deep into his bones.

Before the blood leaked out, another kind of pain came from the high temperature, and a strange feeling that entered his body flooded into his brainstem instantly!
He wanted to scream, but his mouth was sealed and no words came out.

That fiery burning sensation seemed to have lasted for as long as a century.

He roared, his eyes spit out frantically, tears, snot and some kind of silver liquid flowed out of his mouth, nose and eyes.

It looked hideous and terrifying.

But this is not as scary as Owen's expression at the moment.

He stared excitedly at Greyback, whose face was full of fear, and said with high interest, "I've wanted to try it for a long time."

In the first episode, they were regarded as a group of people. Although Owen was hot-eyed, he couldn't really do it.

But now it's different.

"Mythril shouldn't be much different than Adamantium alloy!"

"Hold on!" he yelled.

"A gallon of liquid mithril is worth hundreds of galleons, so don't waste it!"

Experimentation continues.

And this strangeness naturally attracted other little wizards outside the door.

Luna poked her head to see what he was doing.

She was about to step into the door.

Harry screamed from outside.

"It's a Dementor!"

"Damn it, why are they so lingering!"

Then came Ron's voice, "I want to know why they attacked us again!"

"Isn't it because you spent an afternoon playing with them?" Hermione raised her wand angrily, and joined the battle against the dementors.

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Hearing the sound, Harry and Ron suddenly became embarrassed.

After all, if it's for this reason, then it's not unusual for dementors to attack them.

But—"It's been a whole semester, and these dark creatures are really useless."

Ron complained mercilessly.

"The bad guys didn't catch any of them, but they attacked us several times!"

"Sometimes I even wonder whether they listen to the Ministry of Magic or the You-Know-Who!"

At this time, Owen had already walked out of the store, and he took Luna's hand.

The little girl was not allowed to see the terrifying scene of the birth of Wolverine.

Well - the experiment failed!
It seems that not all werewolves can become Wolverines!
But that guy isn’t dead either—at least for now, haha!
"Hey!" Owen raised his eyebrows, expressing his relief at Ron's increasing intelligence.

"Maybe they really listened to senior Tom!"

"No way!"

"How is it impossible?" Owen rolled his eyes at Ron whose IQ had dropped, "Do you think Dementors are willing to cooperate with the Ministry of Magic?"

"What do you think is the basis for the cooperation between the Ministry of Magic and the Dementors?"

"Basic?" Ron supported the Patronus, then looked at him blankly. "strength?"

"wrong!"

"It's a human!" Owen said flatly, "Why do the dementors listen to the Ministry of Magic? It's because the Ministry of Magic gave them a slaughterhouse! That's Azkaban, where they can suck the souls of prisoners without restraint." Energy, even the soul itself. They can cooperate only if there is this slaughterhouse, without this slaughterhouse."

Suddenly he showed a sneer, "For a group of unfamiliar beasts, don't expect them to have any spirit of contract."

"Now they haven't attacked the wizard openly and openly. It's considered the beasts' loyalty."

Hearing the sound, the little wizards present shuddered.

Looking at the dementors hovering above his head, there was more fear in his eyes.

Because they discovered that Owen might be right.

The Ministry of Magic was indeed using those prisoners to feed the dementors.

Use the life of the wizard to maintain the fragile loyalty of the beasts.

After clearly explaining the reason, Hermione immediately revealed a look of disgust, "It's really disgusting, he actually used this kind of creature as a jailer. They should completely disperse the group of evil creatures, and use more humane and stricter methods." The means to hold criminals. Handing over the guards to a group of evil creatures who can't be trusted, this is the lazy government of the Ministry of Magic."

"But, even so, that group of dark wizards asked for it themselves." Ron didn't quite agree with Hermione's 'gentle' method in his opinion.

The culture of the young wizards headed by Ron who were born and lived in the wizarding world has not yet developed into a complete legal society.

Most wizards still hold to the most primitive concept of good and evil, that is, to kill people and pay debts.

They never realized that the growth of evil did not only come from the criminals themselves, but that the entire wizarding society also had an unshirkable responsibility.

This is also what Owen said to Sirius, the deformed magical society in the prison, it is like an invisible big hand, oppressing everyone.

The reason why dark wizards continue to emerge from generation to generation can be understood from this aspect.

"They have committed a crime and they should be punished. Even if their souls are eaten by dementors, they are asking for it."

"Ha ha--"

While approaching the Pig's Head Bar, the little wizards resisted the dementors.

"Hagrid and Sirius, who were wronged and imprisoned, gave you a thumbs up!"

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Ron's face froze, of course he knew what Owen meant.

But—"That's a minority!" he retorted.

"I didn't say it was a majority!" Owen replied, "But you need to know."

"Crime is nothing more than pouring a bottle of ink into a big river. Pollution will occur at any time, but for river water, a bottle of ink is insignificant and irrelevant."

He looked at Hermione with a low voice.His tone seemed to be speaking to her.

"But an unfair trial pollutes the entire source. It destroys not only the authority of the Ministry of Magic, but also people's confidence in the law. Once people no longer have confidence in the law, the consequences will be It would be disastrous because the only thing people would believe in at that time is the magic wand in their hand!"

"Magic power is violence, violence is strength, strength is power, and power is status. That's why dark wizards like Voldemort emerge.

What is certain is that if the wizarding world, the Ministry of Magic, and the Federation do not change the flaws in the existing system and the oppression of wizards, the neglect of bottom-level wizards, and the discrimination against Muggle-born wizards, then this' Black wizards' will only increase in the future! "

They turned a corner.

Then ducked into Zoko's Magical Joke Shop.

The crackling of the spell could still be heard in the surrounding darkness.

The sudden explosion and flickering lights are like the moment when a ghost appears in those thriller movies.Every flash stimulates the adrenaline of the little wizards.

Finally, they got rid of the dementors.

Finally able to take a break from Zoko's Magical Joke Shop.

Only then did Owen notice that there were quite a few little wizards following him.

The three little Gryffindors, the Hufflepuff trio, Luna alone and the Weasley twins.
Good guy, the backbone of the entire Dumbledore's Army has followed.

"Why?" Hermione, who didn't care much about her own image, leaned against the counter of the store and sat directly on the ground.

Then he asked anxiously.

"What why?" Owen asked her.

"That's why there will be 'more and more 'black wizards'." She bit the words more and more heavily, and it seemed that she agreed with Owen's point that system oppression led to the birth of black wizards. Just wondering why there will be more and more in the future.

"Because there will be more and more wizards opening their eyes to see the world!" Owen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and explained simply: "You are 70 years old, and you are only in the First World War. Wizards at the time felt overwhelmed, they didn't understand why Muggles had grown so much in power over hundreds of years."

"Whether it's my grandfather's ruling Muggle ethos, or something darker, trying to limit their progress by killing Muggles in large numbers, etc., the fact is that wizards are afraid of Muggles."

"Speaking of which, it may be that the wizards deliberately provoked the Muggle infighting between the First World War and the Second World War, but they did not expect that the war not only did not regress the 'progress' of the Muggles, but accelerated the process by a big step. a process."

"This was the case 70 years ago, so what do you think about the future?" Owen looked at Hermione, trying to enlighten her thinking.

(End of this chapter)