- Thank you for the invitation, no dreams all night!

By the time Owen woke up in a drowsy state, it was already afternoon.

I didn't feel very good about catching up on sleep, and I was still sleepy when I woke up.

After taking a sip and placing the daily stock of pick-me-up on the bedside table, the dizziness slowly lessened.

Pick-me-up!

It's a good thing.

Owen is about to drink this stuff as milk tea.

To this end, he has also developed many new flavors, such as jasmine tea, cloud green tea, refreshing grapes, sunshine sweet orange and so on.

I believe that Hermione and Percy, who stayed up late, would definitely be willing to pay a silver to buy a bottle.

Wake up and go to the kitchen for a meal first.

Hungry and awake.

He was eating and wandering, walking outside the castle,

Passing through the courtyard outside the bell tower, the road that leads to Hagrid's hut must go down.

A big black dog with a coarse coat of hair hid in a bush. Straight eyes stared at him.

Owen froze in place.

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Are you so bold?

This doesn't shy away from people!

He wasn't the only one on this road, and there were many young wizards coming and going. Some have even just finished a magical beast conservation class and are returning to the castle.

They all saw the big dog, and Owen.

However, due to Owen's prestige, they didn't have much courage to come forward and say hello.

"Is it so arrogant?" Owen raised an eyebrow and looked at Sirius.

Aren't you afraid that Professor Lupin will pass by and poke you?

Sure enough, Gryffindor's brain circuit, he, Hufflepuff, couldn't understand.

Just when Owen couldn't figure out who gave him the courage of this big brother.

The big dog suddenly came out of the grass, and in front of a group of little wizards, swaggered across the grass and walked in the direction of the beating willow in the distance.

After not taking a few steps, he stopped and glanced back at Owen, for fear that he hadn't caught up.

Hehe, o(* ̄) ̄*)

Owen just glanced at it silently. And then—

Then turn around and head towards the castle.

Well, don't talk to strangers, and don't follow strangers around.

"Wang!" The big dog stood on a rock with some urgency and looked back at Owen.

Seeing that he didn't have the intention of going over at all, he could only grin and scream to attract his attention.

"What's it called? Be careful to stew you, eat the dog meat hot pot! ”

Although he said this, his body still turned a corner very honestly.

The grass was soft, and soon Owen followed Sirius to the vicinity of the Beater Willow.

There are no little wizards here all year round, after all, it doesn't feel good to be beaten by a big tree.

"What's wrong, Director Gordon?"

"I didn't light the bat lantern!" Owen continued to tease.

Sirius looked around and lifted the Animagus deformation.

As his body returned to its original shape, his right hand pulled out the wand from his waist.

Then he stared at Owen viciously, his eyes flashed with crazy light from time to time, and Owen saw him staring at him tightly, his muscles tense, and his fangs bared in an attacking stance, like a fierce beast that chooses to devour.

"What's wrong with the dog godfather? Why are you looking at me like that? Owen spread out his hands and sat down on a bare rock near the tree, "You know I can't eat Buckbeak's meat, so you're here to send someone's head?" ”

"Shut up!" Sirius was frantically and madly holding his wand and staring at him, "Say, is that the man, Voldemort's lackey." ”

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You have this idea.

Some pushed the limits of my imagination!

"I'm his father!" Owen rolled his eyes Blake, how can little Voldemort be deed!

It's not Miss Riddle, why should I continue to work for him?

However, looking at Sirius's lost mind, he probably had some guesses.

Presumably Peter Pettigrew escaped from him or rescued Bella in front of him, making him think that the guy was assigned by himself.

"Hehe-I really didn't expect that ten years later, there would still be a little wizard who would be willing to become Voldemort's lackey and be his supporter at such a young age." Sirius grinned gloomily as he drew in on Owen with his wand in his hand.

There was anger and hatred in his eyes that he had never felt before.

"Have you been sucked by the Dementors and lost your memory?" Owen squinted, his tone gradually changing from teasing to cold, "I'm a Grindelwald through and through. What kind of garbage Voldemort deserves to be compared to my grandfather. ”

"You can insult my strength, but you can't insult my aesthetics! Who would recognize a ugly guy with no nose as the boss! ”

"You let the traitor go and let him save the Death Eaters in Azkaban?" Sirius was stunned by Owen and remembered his performance in Azkaban.

Could it be that I guessed wrong?

The madness in his eyes lessened a little, but the wand in his hand still didn't let go.

"Those?" Owen was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

"Now the whole of Azkaban is empty, you know?" Sirius roared!

After getting Owen's guidance, he returned to Azkaban without stopping!

As he expected, after a large number of Dementors were drawn out, the entire Azkaban defense was extremely empty.

Of course, although empty, it is not something that prisoners can escape at will.

But it made it easier for him, and after a few Dementors, Sirius slipped into Azkaban again, and—and then he saw, the whole prison, it was empty! Empty!!

Except for the corpses that don't move, there aren't even a single mouse in the cell!

This made Sirius suddenly fall into an ice cellar!

You must know that Azkaban is not only holding Death Eaters, at the bottom of the prison, at the deepest level, there are some evil dark wizards who even ordinary Death Eaters can't match.

For them, killing people is as simple as drinking water and brushing their teeth.

And now, those guys are gone, gone!

It can be said that all the criminals caught in the entire British Isles for decades disappeared overnight!

This made him how not to panic, how not to be angry, how not to ask Owen for an explanation.

"Hmm- did he break free from the Imperius Curse?" Owen was indifferent, sitting on the stone, playing with the tip of the grass on the side.

No matter how strong the wind and rain outside he is, he can't blow into Hogwarts anyway.

The old headmaster let the group of dark wizards suppress them with both hands and feet.

Who would come to Hogwarts impatiently?

"What do you mean?" Sirius heard Owen's muttering.

His heart tightened.

Because suddenly a terrible thought came to his heart, that is, everything that the traitor did was the boy's plan.

"I mean, Peter broke free from my Imperius Curse, I gave him the order to rescue your cousin, and now he's out of my grip and uses the portkey to get all the dark wizards away, Animagus, how good it is!

He's doing a pretty good job, too! ”

"Good, that's good!" Owen patted his buttocks, then got up and said: "If only one person is rescued, it will be strange no matter how you look at it, Voldemort will not trust him, but now that he has rescued all the dark wizards, to this extent, even if Voldemort has a grudge against Peter, he will not say anything, after all, he has to take care of the emotions of the people below, they are all rescued by Peter, especially those who are not Death Eaters dark wizards."

Yes, how wonderful it was that he rescued! ”

"What do you want to do? What the hell do you mean. Sirius stared gloomily at Owen, in an unkind tone.

"Use your brain, Voldemort has been hiding in the forests of Albania for so long, more than a year! What's he doing? What's the conspiracy? My plan is simple, Bella is my magic material, and I am also the variable I arrange, or possible eyeliner, it doesn't matter if she jumps or not, the important thing is to get Voldemort out of his safe house.

He's been hiding, he's going to hide for ten years and a hundred years, until Dumbledore dies of old age."

Suddenly, Owen felt as if he had discovered a new continent.

"! That's right! If I had Voldemort had to endure it for fifty or sixty fucking years, and when Dumbledore died of old age, wouldn't I be invincible? ”

Nima's!

Why didn't I think of it when I was in the first week?

Thinking inertia?

Stupidly following the plot, all unaware?

Knock, I should have lived for fifty or sixty years, or even seventy or eighty years, and the lifespan of wizards would not exceed two hundred years old, but what about Dumbledore?

He's at least one hundred and thirty years old.

With his character, he would never seek the Philosopher's Stone or anything.

After all, death is only the beginning of another great adventure!

Wait for Lao Deng to kick his legs, and then jump out by himself, Nima's, directly invincible!

Nima's, I'm really stupid!

After suddenly realizing this, Owen was immediately not calm.

Because he is not a Death Eater now, and Voldemort is hidden from the blow of the first year. There's no guarantee he won't be aware of this method.

You know, with a Horcrux, he may live longer than Nick.

The Greek sorcerer who originally invented the Horcruxes, the dastardly Helbo, may still be alive now.

Lived for two thousand years.

If Voldemort had been hiding, a wisp of remnant soul, they would not have been able to find it if they were looking for death!

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Sirius's face changed several times, and the anger that had just calmed down a little now rose into the sky in an instant, and he said to Owen in an angry and incredulous tone, "Just for this? To lure Voldemort out? For what bullshit reason, you controlled that traitor and released all the dark wizards in Azkaban? ”

"Do you know how many innocent people may die in this tragically, and you know that the entire British wizarding world, and even the European continent, will have unpredictable disasters!"

The more he spoke, the angrier he became, and the hand holding his wand trembled, as if he was about to throw some red spell to knock Owen down in the next second.

"That's what Dumbledore taught you? That's what he taught you!! ”

"Hehe-" Owen suddenly lowered his head, his eyes lowered and let out a short laugh, as if he had heard some great joke, "First of all, Director Gordon, I didn't control that dead mouse to release all the dark wizards.

He broke free from my Imperius curse.

Secondly, I said, do you have any unrealistic fantasies about the dignified White Devil? ”

Owen sneered. Then he said, "Dumbledore can lure Voldemort out and trick him into Hogwarts, why can't I let those dark wizards go?"

Look, I'm following the headmaster's footsteps!

How correct!

Of course, I was still a little different from him, Professor Dumbledore had absolute confidence in protecting the young wizard, and even in times of danger, he would give up his life.

I'm different.

I want to say, it's my business that someone is going to die. Love doesn't die, just don't get my hands dirty. ”

"Crazy! You're a complete lunatic! Sirius shouted frantically.

His face was sunken and sallow, and his long black hair was covered in oil and sludge.

The windbreaker of the Muggle he was wearing, and the windbreaker of the muggle he robbed was a big hole.

There are various bruises on the exposed skin.

It can be seen that he has definitely experienced vicissitudes these days.

Only the handsome, slashed and axe-like face full of resentment, anger, and madness can still see some of the grace and grace of the past.

"Maniac." Owen nodded, as if to be complimented, "Sometimes, it does take a bunch of crazy people to change this world. ”

He stood on the rock, his hands behind his back, condescending, his eyes looking out at the boundless forest in the distance, and the discordant black spots in the sky, the Dementors.

Then, with calm.

The slowly stirred tone changed and he talked about something else.

"Do you know why more and more young wizards are joining the Saints?"

His feet were solid stones, and he was surrounded by a cool breeze from the mountains.

The free wind blew through his somewhat messy hair.

But it does not diminish his unruly momentum in the slightest,

"After so many years in Azkaban, you have been isolated from the world, and you can no longer see the world clearly."

"Trust me, you can't see clearly."

As dusk approached, the sun left nothing but blood in the air.

On that day, the red was hot.

Sprinkle a splash of blood on the ground!

"Why is it that Grindelwald has been silent for more than forty years, and so many people still follow him?"

"Why did the Death Eaters grow stronger and more fanatical over time? Those purebloods are even more determined? ”

"Why, every once in a while, a mad dark wizard appears in the wizarding world?"

"From the 18th century Hogwarts senior, to the 19th century 5th year transfer, then Grindelwald, then Voldemort."

"In less than three hundred years since the International Wizarding Secrecy Act came into effect in 1692, why are there so many wizards who break people's imagination of dark wizards every time they appear?"

Owen lowered his head and stared at Sirius calmly.

"Have you ever thought that even if you kill one Voldemort, a few decades later, there will be a Voldemort, a Voldemort?"

"Have you ever wondered if it's not human? Not even blood, not wealth, not region? ”

"What do you want to say?" Sirius still wagged his wand at him.

His expression remained disdainful.

He's not one of those fools who gets fooled by Voldemort and Grindelwald.

"I want to say~" Owen slowly stopped, then raised his proud head with a clear light in his eyes: "Have you ever thought that Grindelwald's philosophy is right. ”

"Right?" Sirius smiled as if he had heard some funny joke, "Do you mean, did he personally kill at least a few dozen Aurors himself, or did he try to subvert the entire wizarding world and expose wizards to Muggles?" ”

"Ignorance!" Owen faintly highlighted these two words from his mouth.

"The truth does not change because of the cruelty of the means used.

Keep your eyes open and look at the sky!

Two hundred years ago, it was only for wizards.

And today, at this very moment, at least hundreds of thousands of Muggles are soaring through the sky around the world.

So I would like to ask, what about two hundred years from now?

The speed at which wizards are declining is staggering.

And this is ultimately caused by the incompetence of the International Federation of Wizards.

The world ruled by the Federation is a plague.

It castrates the mind of a wizard like a castrated pig!

Use the cruelty you can't see called "Peace-Evolution" to cut off the last spirit of resistance from the wizard little by little.

Do you think the Dark Wizards are just a bunch of brainless lunatics?

Your narrow vision is confined to the bottom of this remote well, under this tree, in that hole! What you don't know is that whether it's Voldemort or any Dark wizard, their essence is rebelling against this suffocating, rigid society-system.

No matter where they are going! Regardless of the means! Regardless of the outcome!

As long as the prison remains, there will be generations of wizards who will follow in their footsteps! ”

Owen jokingly, using a cruel tone, tore apart the essence of this world little by little, showing Sirius, "Even Dumbledore, he is the gatekeeper of this rotten system, or an even more indecent word!" ”

"Do you think you escaped from Azkaban?"

"Do you think that if there are no cold walls around, it is not a cage?"

"Do you think it's just the Dementors who attract happiness?"

"Didn't you always want to know, my plan?"

"Okay, I'll tell you!" He opened his hands like a fanatical believer, embracing his ideal of drowning and not letting go.

Then, in a demagogic and passionate tone, he said: "This world needs a demon king!" I'm going to make Voldemort the most terrifying demon in the world, far more than the previous demon kings, if he could! ”

"Then, my grandfather, Grindelwald will take him down as a hero, kill him, crush him to ashes!

At that time, his prestige will surpass that of Dumbledore, and that of any wizard on this planet, and that will be the beginning of my plan! ”

"Rectification! United! Unification! Opening! ”

"A hundred years later, while you're still mourning for those weeping souls, we've built a colony base on Europa!

That's the gap between us, you know!! ”

Passionate words drifted through the clearing.

Owen now seems to overlap with the graceful figure who was once in Paris, at the Père Lachaise cemetery.

Sirius' expression froze, and he stared at Owen with indescribable eyes.

The gray eyes were full of disbelief and fear.

He listened to what Owen had to say.

He knew better about the darkness of the Ministry of Magic than Owen.

He was thrown into Azkaban at random without any trial.

But if what the boy in front of him said was true, then his so-called plan would plunge countless people, countless families, and countless people who had lived peacefully into crisis, even death.

And that's not what he wants to see.

"Have you thought about the consequences?" Sirius, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke up.

The wand in his hand, whether it was raised or put down, he couldn't tell it anymore.

"There is only one true freedom in a person's life, and that is when fearlessness is lost.

A truly free soul, even the slightest restraint, can drive it insane.

We still have options.

Now is the time! Owen said slowly.

He exudes an inexplicable attraction. It's like a street lamp at night that attracts nameless moths.

"We didn't declare war to protect ourselves from dark wizards, or to fight for our privileges.

It's a war of the people against oppression.

Sacrifice, death, we're ready for that. ”

"You can not join us, but you must not be in the way."

Sirius, it seems, is somewhat touched.

His hand slowly lowered.

But at this moment, a rush of footsteps came from far and near.

Suddenly broke the excitement.

The perceptive Blake had a deep gaze, and he glanced at Owen with a complicated look.

Then immediately cast Animagus, and the big dog jumped into the hollow.

Owen stood still, and after a moment, the dazzling bright light, he squinted his eyes, and it took him a while to get used to it, and then it became clear that it was Professor Lupin who had come.

"Professor Lupin?!"

"It's you! I heard a sound while checking the owl room, why are you outside the castle? Who are you talking to? Lupin looked at Owen in surprise and said in a concerned tone, "It's dangerous here, Dumbledore asked all the students to assemble in the Great Hall. ”

Although Professor Lupin hid it well, the shock in his eyes still made Owen realize that he should have arrived a long time ago, and even listened to his 'speech' in full.

"Okay professor!"

He should even have seen Sirius Black.

However, since the other party chose to conceal it, then what did he have to expose.

Perhaps, Lupin didn't believe in his heart that those murderous and arsonous acts could be done by his best friends.

The two walked one after the other.

From a distance, it looks like an escort

Back at the castle, they had just turned the corner of the foyer when they saw Dumbledore and Snape standing outside the Great Hall, talking something.

"Someone in Hogsmeade claims to have seen Blake's traces." Snape whispered.

"Very good, it seems that it will not be too far away from catching him." Dumbledore said calmly.

"Still, I mean to say that the man may have entered Hogwarts Castle, after all, there is a person in our faculty who is involved." Snape squinted his eyes and said, "I think we have to be more vigilant in this regard. ”

"What do you want to say, Severus."

"Perhaps, it seems, almost impossible, that Blake wouldn't have been able to get into this school without help from within, you know what I mean, I did show concern that you resigned yourself to your fate."

"I don't believe there's a single person in this castle who would help Blake in." Dumbledore said, his tone making it clear that the matter was over here, so Snape did not answer.

I don't know if you can accept it if you write it like this?

(End of chapter)