Hogwarts time travel

"When the train is heading for hell, no one can stop it."

This sentence fully reflects the mental state of the young Jack. After killing two pet mice by cruel means, it seems that the door to a new world has been opened, and Jack began to consider killing more animals.

Jack pretends to be sad about the deaths of the two mice, and the old housekeeper sympathizes with Jack and brings back a third victim, a big ginger cat, for him.

Jack did not run to hurt it immediately, but raised it patiently, fed it water on time every day, and took good care of it. Even the old housekeeper who had some doubts about this was relieved, thinking that the young master Is really like new pets.

No one knows, it's just that Jack is brewing emotions for his own killing.

Killing without aesthetic feeling will only disappoint Jack.

Slowly, the cat accepted Jack as its master, and would run to Jack's side slimly every day, acting like a special relative.

The smile on Jack's face grew bigger. Everyone thought that Jack was happy because of the cat's intimacy. In fact, only Jack knew that it was because dinner could begin.

Jack summed up the process of a death with superficial experience. He firmly believes that only the flesh and blood that has experienced emotional roasting will emit a strong fragrance when it dies.

It is also understandable why Jack is so persistent in provoking the relationship between Holly and David, wanting to see a love vendetta.

As an adult Jack, he is no longer satisfied with creating death by himself, but prefers to watch death.

Riley instructs him to kill two skilled women by brutal means. Although the technique is novel and unique, it does not conform to Jack's aesthetics of death at all.

Therefore, Jack has always hated Riley, the vampire, and cursed Riley in his heart more than once, but he really cursed him to death.

The sky is high and the birds fly, the sea is wide and the fish leaps!

Back to Jack's childhood, in order to kill his "beloved" cat, Jack spent a lot of thought.

Because the cat is not a mouse in a cage, it is very flexible. Once it senses Jack's malice, it will run away immediately, and it will never come back for a lifetime.

Then Jack will be very sad.

So after Jack designed the trap, on a stormy night, he gave all the servants a vacation, including the housekeeper.

With Jack's full promise, the servant and the housekeeper left the villa. When leaving, the housekeeper inadvertently looked back at the villa. At the window on the second floor, Jack showed a ferocious smile at their backs.

Although it sounds ridiculous, the smile on the face of an 11-year-old child really makes the housekeeper feel chills down his spine and his heart.

After driving away the idlers, Jack checked the trap again, rubbed his face to make his smile more natural, and walked towards the cat's pet room.

As a cat of a wealthy family, it also has a separate room, and all the cat's usual needs can be met in this room.

Let's put it this way, in this room, the cat's life is actually better than 80.00% of people in this era.

Pushing open the door, the cat was lying in the middle of the carpet and dozed. A normal cat would doze [-]% of the time in a day. The one in Jack's house may have more because of its plump body.

Since it was dozing off, it naturally didn't sleep. It raised its eyelids to look at Jack, meowed, and then closed its eyes on its own.

Usually at this time, the little master will come and hug its neck, and it is used to it.

Sure enough, a pair of warm arms wrapped around its neck, slowly tightening it, bit by bit, and finally the difficulty in breathing made it start to struggle.

How terrifying can a cat's death throes be?Jack can speak for you.

Jack's small body was overturned directly, and the whole cat jumped up, leaving two bloodstains on Jack's face with a pair of angry paws, and then rushed out of the room like a sharp ginger arrow.

"Boom!" A muffled sound came from outside the door, and Jack got up from the ground abruptly and walked to the door. At this moment, glaring blood had already flowed in from outside the door, covering Jack's shoes.

A ginger-red cat outside the door was shot by a crossbow bolt fixed in the corner of the wall. A whole crossbow bolt penetrated the cat's waist and nailed it to the opposite wall. It stopped just before it wet the wall.

Aside from the blood that stained Jack's shoes, it was a near-perfect murder.

Then the rest is left to watch the death.

Jack moved a stool and sat on the opposite side of the wall, staring at the dying cat with a pair of clear eyes.

The cat didn't die immediately. The crossbow arrow didn't completely destroy its vitality, but it was not much better than killing it completely. The huge pain caused it to let out a mournful howl, and the piercing cry resounded throughout the villa.

Looking at it, Jack began to feel that such a beautiful scene should be recorded in a more convenient way.

Jack did what he said, and quickly brought a drawing board, facing the cat, and began to draw a picture one by one.Not long after, a slightly abstract portrait was released. Although it was not up to standard, it still accurately expressed the specific intention.

A cat nailed to a wall, dying, bleeding to death.

I have to say that if this guy starts to study painting skills, he might be able to achieve good results.

But it can only be said that anti-social elements are different from ordinary people, and painting is just a way for him to record cruel methods. If he is asked to paint flowers and plants, he can't get into it.

Half an hour later, the cat that had been with Jack for several months finally shed its last blood and closed its eyes with a low howl.

"Oh, my dear." Jack raised his head halfway, brewing for a long time, a tear was squeezed out from his eyelids, and he immediately collected it with a glass bottle.

"This will be a great souvenir." Jack paused on the glass bottle, turned his head to look at the cat corpse on the wall, and said as if comforting a child, "You are the best."

Everything that followed was lackluster. Jack quickly cleaned up the scene and dragged the cat corpse to the basement.

In the basement, Jack has a workshop. At first it was just a place where Jack used to make some gadgets, but now it is where Jack uses to explain the art of death.

Not long after, a brand-new specimen was produced, and Jack hung it on the wall with great care, together with the specimens of the two mice.

It is worth mentioning that he took out the little mouse book that he planned to put in the book before, not because he was afraid of being exposed, but because he felt that the book might not be able to squeeze the specimens he would increase in the future, so it is better to put it in the book. Large basement.