Owen approached Voldemort with a straight face and a French military salute.

"Oh~" Old Tom, who was yelled back to his senses by Owen's voice, looked at the little wizard walking towards him with a playful face, and whispered, "You didn't say that just now." ”

"Hey~" Owen waved his hand, "Who hasn't been young and frivolous, besides, didn't you just run—ah—no—didn't you feel your royal spirit." ”

As he spoke, Owen gradually lowered his raised hands.

"I'm lost, and I regret not being at the beginning!"

"The Dark Lord will surely forgive an eleven-year-old for his mischief!"

He said with a playful smile.

Then he suddenly roared behind Voldemort: "Hey~ Grandpa, why are you here?" ”

It doesn't matter if his clumsy voice is successful or not.

Anyway, at the last moment, Owen quickly reached into his pocket, pulled out a bag, and threw it at Voldemort.

Then he covered his ears and turned around and squatted.

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Across the sky, dirt-stained cloth bags, swirling and moving.

Open slowly.

A baby's weirdness that looks like an old and ugly one is revealed.

That's – a mandrake.

Hannah recognized the amazing plant at a glance.

Hermione was stunned for a second before pronouncing the name of the plant.

"Cover your ears, everybody." The two shouted at almost the same time.

And a group of young wizards around him who still don't know the situation.

Frightened by the sound behind his back.

Then I subconsciously chose to do it.

Yes, that's right, Owen threw out the only mandrake that Professor Sprout had brought in from Europe this spring.

She plans to breed this precious magical plant at Hogwarts.

Owen also saw this mature mandrake when he was drinking tea in the greenhouse.

Of course, the professor couldn't have gone crazy and let a young wizard take care of this dangerous magical plant.

But that doesn't stop Owen from knowing how to 'use' it.

Don't underestimate this plant, its cries in its infancy can make wizards faint.

At maturity, the deafening cries of terror are even more deadly.

That's why he deliberately walked towards Voldemort so that he wouldn't inflict fatal damage on Harry.

It's a pity that I don't know why Professor Sprout didn't collect Daming biting kale.

This is probably because the senior more than a hundred years ago was so presumptuous that even this well-behaved and obedient magical plant was expelled from Hogwarts together?

"Humph! Is this your last resort? ”

"A pot of flowers?"

"Bang!"

After a violent explosion.

And then came Voldemort's silly 'hey, hey, hey' laugh.

All right~

No more rut┐(-. ｰ; )┌。

Watching as he waved his hand and a spell shot Professor Sprout's treasure into a firework.

He's really done his best.

However, before his novice village came out, BOOS came to block the door.

This makes Owen reason with someone.

The most hateful thing is that his talisman grandfather is not here yet!

I've brushed up on the favorability for a semester!

Blood loss!

Knock!

Owen stubbornly raised his head and stood up again.

Then in Old Tom's puzzled eyes, he began to be afraid of beating up the dust on his body.

and tinkering with your own hairstyle.

"Dumbledore, I won't let you go!" He muttered something quietly.

Raising his hands, he made an international friendly gesture towards Voldemort.

"Humph! What joy in life, what fear in death, eleven years later, Lao Tzu is a good man again! ”

"Hairless Tom! I'm x you're x!! ”

In previous lives, those who bluntly said that when the nuclear bomb came, they would quickly find a wall with their backs to the nuclear explosion, and then raise their middle fingers towards the sky.

Because this will make the vaporized figure stay on the wall, if there is a descendant who sees this wall, then he will definitely be moved by your interesting soul, and then raise the same gesture as you in admiration to salute you.

And now it seems that the time has come.

No matter how you say it!

If Dumbledore or his grandfather had seen the corpse of their funny grandson, they would have cried and laughed, tears of remorse.

In this way, I can live forever in their memories.

Thus attaining an alternative kind of eternal life!

"Looks like you're running out of tricks." Voldemort didn't care about Owen's dying.

People are going to die.

Can't you let people scold?

I'm not the kind of person with a small bearing.

Uh-that's what he thinks he's doing.

"What an interesting person." The Dark Lord after his final assessment of Owen.

A dazzling green light lit up.

Everything is in the end~

"No—"

"Owen!"

"No~~~"

"Damn—"

A strong halo of light shone on the faces of the young wizards of all shapes and colors.

No matter what they had in mind. But there is only one thing that has always been there, and that is that a good little wizard like Owen should never die here.

Or rather, they never thought that he would die one day.

Especially Hermione.

The little witch's eyes widened, staring at her in disbelief.

Until the green light obscures her entire vision.

I don't know if it was the bright light that pierced her eyes, or something else, but a crystal clear tear crossed the corner of her eye.

Falling in the wind.

Tears alluded to the figure of death.

It also reflects the proud figure of the Grim Reaper who does not yield to death.

And then ————

Ahem————

The next possible crying was suffocated by her.

Because, a strange person, whom she had never seen before, suddenly appeared in front of Owen.

It was a wizard who looked about Dumbledore's age.

Short gray hair.

He wears a double-breasted black trench coat, dark blue tight trousers, and leather boots.

The third finger of the left hand wears a black gemstone ring that reflects a certain pattern.

The mere temperament he exudes conjures up all the words associated with a gentleman.

The only thing strange on his body was the reddish-brown gauze around his neck.

How to say it.

That color didn't look like it matched him very well.

It's more like Dumbledore's fancy colors that only fancy old men would like.

"You want to kill my grandson?" The man said coldly.

"Who are you?"

Voldemort frowned slightly, and looked warily at the wizard who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Perhaps it was his delusion that he actually felt an unprecedented pressure from this person.

It was a powerful aura of magic that could only be found in Dumbledore. appeared on the wizard in front of him.

What surprised him even more was that the man easily deflected his killing curse with just a wave of his wand, as if he was just waving his hand to drive away flies.

When can the Killing Curse be deflected?

"You should have some respect for your seniors."

"Young man." The man said coldly, and then took out a white baby beast from his arms.

"I was going to ask Newt to give it to you on my behalf." Hand the little guy in his hand to Owen.

He continued to whisper, "It is a pity that Mr. Scamander, who seems to be haunted by the past, has moved in a hurry after I have sent him a letter. ”