All right!

As the vanguard of the Hogwarts Death Squad, the Weasley Twins will appear here, and Owen is surprised, but not surprised.

He wouldn't be surprised if they could find out the secret room one day.

He was upset about why these two guys were in front of the final level.

Who spread the Raiders?

If everyone can easily pass the level, not to mention the face of the professors.

Just to say, how does this breakthrough reflect his awesomeness?

Knock!

"Come on, you guys will stay here first." Owen held a potion in his hand that could pass through the flames. A tired expression.

Now, whatever appears in front of him will not surprise him.

Even if Dumbledore and Voldemort were sitting and drinking tea, he could face it calmly.

"I'm with you—"

"Nope." Owen interrupted Hannah's eagerness, the little girl is a little reckless today!

You're not pretending to be some Gryffindor!

"There's only one bottle of potions." He said, then tilted his head and drank the liquid from the small bottle.

Then, at once, he rushed into the flames that burned outside the last room.

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Well...

Since coming to Hogwarts.

The most embarrassing thing that Owen has heard of is being peeped at by a ghost when he went to the toilet in the girls' bathroom on the third floor.

God knows what a mad ghost can do.

Of course, this is just rumor.

Owen had never been to the girls' bathroom or gone to the bathroom.

Today, though, the most embarrassing Hogwarts record is about to be broken.

Because, he was a, and he actually saw that there was another person standing next to Quirrell.

An old man with a white beard.

Cosplay Santa Claus doesn't have to wear makeup to the old man.

Albus Dumbledore.

"Hehe, I'll just say it! I won't be surprised by what comes up. Owen twitched his throat and cheeks twitched as he watched the scene in front of him.

Dumbledore put himself in the Mirror of Eris? Staring at Voldemort on the hook?

I have to say that this method is really sassy.

However, after a few more careful glances.

Owen soon noticed that Dumbledore in the distance seemed to be something out of sorts.

The first is that there is no smell on the body.

It is known that Dumbledore during this time was fond of a certain smelly food.

Therefore, Owen could ask about the smell of red oil peanut butter on his body from eight feet away.

But in front of him, this one, "sniff"

It doesn't smell like anything.

Besides, why does he have a big box at his feet?

Uh- Well, how does that box look like the box with Boggart that his grandfather gave him?

-- hiss -

Oh~~~

Dumbledore had hidden his Boggart chest in the Mirror of Eris.

It turns out that Voldemort is most afraid of this whitebeard grandfather!

What a bad taste!

Really.

Mischievous!

What about the Philosopher's Stone?

Suddenly, Owen remembered that he had met Dumbledore yesterday, and his pockets were bulging...

"Ahem~That Mr. Voldemort, are you okay~"

The air around you is so embarrassing that you just want to pick your feet.

For the sake of the air indicators that may fall, Owen was the first to speak out to break the silence.

"Arvada - Seeking !! Life"

A green light shot out of Quirrell's wand, tearing the poor Boggart to shreds in an instant.

"Uh-that, private or public?" Owen glanced at his own, already reduced to ashes, and Boggart, who had only appeared twice.

Then he glanced at the box again. Knock! It's so hard! None of this is bad!

Then he said casually: "Five hundred Galleons, I promise not to tell my grandfather about this!" ”

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"Grandpa?" Quirrell spun around.

The scarf on his head fell.

Then, an ugly, noseless, chalk-drawn face appeared in Owen's sight.

"Oh~~~ It's Mr. Voldemort!" Owen sighed hypocritically.

"Have you eaten?"

“？？？”

A question almost smashed Voldemort's CPU.

"Just look at your expression, I didn't eat lunch, so I came to bite Dumbledore's fishhook, oops~ I have to say, you villains! It's really pitiful. ”

"I don't talk about being scared every day, and I can't even be on time for my daily meals."

"No wonder, I see the malnourished look on your face."

"Humph! Sharp teeth and sharp mouth. Voldemort's hoarse voice sounded as he looked inhuman. Owen Sanchez, I'm surprised to know that you're back alive. ”

He didn't seem to be angry, and after seeing Owen return safely, his interest in him grew day by day.

This little wizard has a lot of potential.

He even has the potential to become the next generation of Dark Lords after Grindelwald and himself.

"No surprises, after all, there are people above us." Owen shrugged his shoulders as if he was taking a leisurely walk in the garden, and said lightly, "As Dumbledore's favorite boy, how can he be easily dogged?" ”

"Oh—not necessarily." Voldemort glared at Owen with his glowing red eyes. He continued coldly: "I'll give you a chance now." ”

"Surrender to me, to the greatest sorcerer, or, to die under my wand."

"Stains—I said soup! Your level of receiving little brother is too poor, you should draw the cake first! Otherwise, why should people follow you? ”

"And... I guess Dumbledore wasn't at Hogwarts today, right? He found a staircase and sat down.

"You're a smart man, Owen." The hoarse voice rang out.

"Thank you, I think so too." He greeted him and said, "Then how do you know that Dumbledore's departure from Hogwarts was not part of the plan?" ”

"What do you mean?" As soon as these words came out, Voldemort's face changed slightly.

And Owen—he was still so casual, "What if at this time, the Order of the Phoenix has already rushed over from all directions and surrounded this place?" ”

"Maybe the Mirror of Eris in front of you is actually a portkey, just wait for Dumbledore's army, as soon as the large army arrives, they will kill the general."

"Needless to say, he can't do it, Dumbledore can hide a boggart in a magic mirror, can he turn it into a portkey?"

"Mr. Tom!" Owen held his wand in his right hand and casually pointed at some of the more abrupt scenes around him, such as the magic mirror, the chest, and the stones over there.

"You! It's dangerous! ”

"Humph!" As Voldemort, the tongue-in-cheek who has bewitched many idiot wizards, he certainly won't be confused by a few words from Owen.

After all, getting Dumbledore out of the castle was no small matter.

That's his handiwork.

"I feel more and more now that you have a lot of potential." He said hoarsely.

"Really?"

"Since the Dark Lord is so calm, it seems that he is confident! Let's talk about it, the greatest wizard should not be afraid of a little wizard. ”

"Are you an ordinary little wizard?" Perhaps Voldemort was really interested in Owen, and he didn't refuse, but said bluntly in a tone similar to equality.

"It's not very ordinary, indeed."