Outside the window, there were her minions trying to break in.

but was stopped by another handsome man with long hair.

Then there was a 'bang', and the petrified guards smashed the window and threw it into the room.

"It's really the stupidest story I've ever heard, slutty, disgusting, dirty! In a way, you're more disgusting than Voldemort. ”

The person who came was tall and thin, handsome and elegant, with elegant and beautiful black hair, a pair of eye-catching gray eyes, and a kind of careless arrogance in every gesture, free and easy, handsome and charming.

It's just that those eyes seem to be able to breathe fire!

He raised his wand and aimed it at the old witch.

If possible! He really wanted to get Arvada right now and kill this stinking bitch.

In a trance, he remembered what the little Dark Lord at Hogwarts had said, there are people in this world who have evil in their bones.

And against them, you have to learn like a Muggle, you have to use fire!

Burn the corpse clean!

Because their stink affects other people!

"Don't! Black! Moody interrupted him, as the only person with interrogation experience and political foresight, he knew that the old witch must not be killed now.

She is like a blooming 'cherry' corn, it doesn't matter who planted it, what matters is who planted it.

Bring out her roots when it's already cleaned!

Once the grass startled the snake.

It would lead to a split in the federation, and even a series of even more terrible things.

Those behind her, her henchmen. It must be cleaned all at once.

Everything needs this woman to live, to live for them to find what they want from her brain.

At this time, Rozier, who was pointed at by several wands, did not panic, her wrinkled face was slightly raised, her brown cloudy eyes stared at the members of the Order of the Phoenix present, and her lips squirmed slightly, "It seems that my Occlumency, I didn't deceive Dumbledore!" ”

"Hmph—he's smarter than you think!" Tonks snorted, Dumbledore had told her before coming.

I have been suspicious of this woman for a long time, and in the dark ages, I noticed a trace of abnormality.

It's just that since Voldemort's defeat, Britain has finally ushered in peace, and he doesn't want to destroy the peace and drag the wizard into the quagmire of war again!

Moreover, these people have not actually done anything to harm the wizarding world with their own hands, and most of them are wearing gloves.

So Dumbledore chose to forgive and began to investigate secretly.

"Clever?"

"Kid! When will you really grow up? Rozier still seemed at ease, sitting on the couch with her hands crossed over her lap, and although the wand in her hand had long since been disarmed by Sirius, the wizard without the wand was not panicking.

"Magic requires power, and if it weren't for Dumbledore, we would have been unifying the Ministries of Magic decades ago. In a sense, he is the wizards' worst enemy. ”

"Hehe—I'm just Dumbledore, and I'll never use someone else's—hundreds of lives to pave the way for myself!" Tonks laughed happily, for the first time she had seen someone who could be so selfish, self-interested, and immoral!

"Don't talk nonsense with her." Sirius walked over angrily, the tip of his wand glowing, "Dumbledore won't let her be killed, but he didn't say he couldn't torture." ”

"We all know the spell! Isn't it? ”

The angry godfather of the dog has little reason left.

Thirteen years after being wrongfully imprisoned and tormented by the Dementors, he was disillusioned with all the magical powers.

After he escaped from Azkaban, all he heard and saw was how stupid the Ministry of Magic was.

Especially after he met Owen.

The kid babbled on and on on about him. In his heart, something he had never thought of, never realized, and never really felt was quietly breaking the ground and growing rapidly.

At this moment, he finally understood what the little black man had said.

"Nothing changes because of the cruelty of the means."

Because there is a batch of garbage in this world that should be cleaned up!

Cruelty is necessary!

"Dumbledore, won't pave the way for himself?" Rozier narrowed his eyes slightly: "Child, this world is far more restored than you believe!" ”

"Smack!"

A crisp sound echoed through the room, and blood slowly flowed down the corner of her mouth!

Then, without waiting for her to recover from this brief loss. Sirius, beside her, pinched her chin and twisted her head so that she could look into her eyes.

Looking at his eyes full of murderous intent, "You're really damned, damn it!! ”

Sirius's eyes were filled with countless miserable beings.

For the past week, he had accepted Dumbledore's request to travel to Greece to protect the magical beast conservationist.

Everywhere you go, you see nothing but death and killing.

In his eyes, there are countless vivid lives.

The old man, the child, the man, the woman, the black, the white, the only thing that is the same is that they have no pupils, and they cry out silently with their mouths open.

"Alright." Moody: This is as the leader, and he has to step up.

He reached out and grabbed Sirius's arm, pulling the poor man back from the edge of darkness.

"We've got to go, they're already surrounded by them." His low, hoarse voice brought powerful psychological comfort to everyone.

It's as if he can get them out of the quagmire no matter what the world is.

Moody gave Tonks a look, and she immediately threw a red spell.

It was a slumber curse.

Then, the knocked out Rozier fell into the pocket that Tonks had already prepared.

A pocket with an infinite stretch spell.

"Let's go!" Moody whispered.

Then he pulled out a small compass from his pocket.

If Owen must have recognized it here, the compass was given to him by Nicolamet.

The compass that can find his safe house!

————

Christmas is approaching.

The oppressive atmosphere in the castle is about to reach its peak.

Many well-known wizards, Aurors have appeared at Hogwarts!

"Alastor Moody."

In the auditorium, the twins recognized the celebrity at a glance!

A once-star Auror.

"This guy once arrested seven dark wizards in one night, and he is the most powerful Auror in the Ministry of Magic! My dad said that his magic eyes could see through wizards who cast invisibility spells! ”

Gryffindor and Hufflepuffs sit together.

Some of their long tables were vacated.

It is used to entertain guests from the Ministry of Magic.

"I heard he's retired!" Seamus looked at the people of the Ministry of Magic behind him.

His gaze first rested on the old man with dark gray hair, scarred, and a broken leg, and on crutches, and finally on the others.

There, there were several wizards, none of whom spoke English.

"Retired is also a veteran Auror, by the way, who are the others? I've never seen several of them. George frowned, as a second-generation official, he knew most of the people in the Ministry of Magic, even the officials of the International Exchange Department who were in other countries all year round.

Looking at the wizards in front of him, he had never seen most of them, which really surprised him a little.

"A member of the Federation." Owen lowered his head and tore at the very strong Italian pizza in front of him, the strange British version of the pizza, although it was not wrapped in pineapple, how could it be so tough?

Is this pizza?

I'm afraid it's not a flatbread!

"The International Confederation of Wizards? Roar! Big shot! Fred's eyes widened, for these little wizards, it was rare to see wizards from other countries, let alone officials of the Federation, in an increasingly closed world.

"Look at that, like Qiu Zhang, a wizard from the Far East!" Cedric suddenly stared at some young, somewhat exaggerated wizard and shouted.

"Same as Akihari." Owen looked up, glanced at Cedric with inexplicable eyes, and then shifted his gaze to the Gryffindor table.

"Wow! It's very young. He sighed.

"I guess it's an official of the Federation! Or diplomats of the countries of the Far East at the headquarters of the Federation. ”

"And that one, she really resembles Professor Wenda." Percy's eyes were all on a gray-haired witch with a kind smile on her face.

"I know her, it seems to be the vice president of the federation!" He continued, a flash of admiration in his expression.

"Cut, no one cares who the vice president is!" The twins scoffed at it. When he said the word 'vice', he stressed fiercely.

"If you want to lick your boots, I'd suggest you lick Dumbledore directly, after all, he's the president."

"That's right, George!"

"Shut up, you two!" Percy looked angrily at the two brothers, who were not letting him worry.

"Humph! Mouths grow on us! The twins replied unceremoniously.

Percy's pretended majestic gesture made them very unhappy.

In all, George and Fred did not want to bow their heads at all, but leaned their necks and fell into the daily quarrel with Percy.

Owen, on the other hand, ignored the cacophony in his ears.

Raising his head, he looked curiously at the long table of wizards from different countries, who were more than a dozen of them.

The lazy expression on his face gradually subsided a little.

He knew Trelawney's prophecy, and he knew Dumbledore's concerns.

But there must be something he didn't know, otherwise the old headmaster wouldn't be so nervous, especially since so many wizards from other countries had gathered here.

The other little wizards didn't know. But Owen knew that several of the dozen wizards were old friends of the old headmaster.

Former Charms Professor at the Ilvermorny School of Magic and Wizardry in the United States, Yuralie Hicks.

Former employee of the U.S. Ministry of Magic, Queenie Goldstein, the natural dementor.

He even got to see Newt's elder brother, Theseus Scamander.

This lineup.

I didn't know that Dumbledore was going to war with his grandfather Grindelwald again

No, Dumbledore must have some secret he hadn't told him!

In other words, something major must have happened in the wizarding world, and you must know that according to the principle of federation, even if a serious wizarding disaster occurs in one country, as long as there is no serious violation of the law of secrecy, or the war spreads to other countries, they will not intervene.

It was because of Grindelwald's attempt to overturn the Secrecy Act and spread the war throughout Europe and North America that it was finally subjected to an all-out war from the Federation.

The Aurors sent by dozens of countries formed a joint army and carried out a long-term and sustained attack on his grandfather and his followers.

That's why Owen can't look at the ups and downs!

The little waste that can't even conquer a school can be compared to his grandfather.

But there's one thing – it's .

Wenda appeared in the professor's chair, looking at the former opponent below, and the picture was indescribably embarrassing

"I don't know what happened, but it must be something very serious." Owen wasn't alone in the crisis, and Hermione was also aware of something unusual.

There had never been so many Aurors in the school.

Even Mr. Obo Benny only stayed for a few hours before leaving.

Well?

Mr. Aubo Benny?

Isn't he dead?

Yes, in the crowd at the Ministry of Magic, Hermione clearly saw the 'dead' Mr. Obo Benny.

Then, she subconsciously immediately turned her head to look at Owen.

You know what you know, right!

"What do you see me doing?" Owen shook his head, really, old Deng didn't care! How can the person who has already clearly exited continue to bring him in?

"My dad said that in recent times, there have been some incidents of strange dark creatures attacking wizards all over Europe." Luna sat down at some point, holding in her hand the gossip and specious book of "Singing the Odds", which Hermione hated the most.

In her words, reading the magazine doesn't do anything other than learn about the neuroticism of some wizards.

But Owen didn't think so.

He reached out from Luna's hand and asked for the copy of "Singing the Opposite".

Then flip through it casually.

Sometimes gossip is the key to getting important information.

The point is that you have to sift through the information that is wrong and useless.

"Anatolia's Dark Creature Riot, the Ministry of Magic's Conspiracy"

"Wizards and Muggles in the Levant clash with deaths"

"The primeval forests of Dacia, the gathering place of dark wizards."

"Greek temples ignite eternal flames and attract Muggles"

"It's a mess, and there's no place in Europe that is peaceful!"

Owen sighed.

And just as he was about to put down the manuscript, a clue suddenly appeared in his mind that was not clear.

Greek Temple

He subconsciously thought it was the Parthenon.

But when I looked at it again, I found that the temple mentioned in the article was the Pantheon located on the Greek island of Samothrace, which was a sacred place in Greek mythology.

"Mothrace," Owen muttered to himself, this was not a religious shrine in the history of wizards.

His mysteries were all created by a large group of dark wizards who had gathered there during the Dark Ages.

This place is among the mysterious ruins of Europe that Nick shared with him.

A mysterious place of dead sleep.

A paradise for the dead.

The spookiest humanoid creature in the wizarding world.

"The Dead~" Luna said leisurely.

"It must have been them—premeditated war against wizards."

Uh-huh--Luna opened her mouth to be the old marketing account.

Hermione rolled her eyes, then turned her head to look at Owen and said, "What's the matter, did you find anything?" ”

"Hmm-" He glanced at Hermione.

Maybe Luna guessed right this time.

It's really possible that the dead creatures are in trouble.

Because it is clearly written in the newspapers that the Greek temple ignited the eternal fire.

In the world of Harry Potter, there is only one type of flame that can be called the Eternal Flame.

That is - the Gublai Immortal Fire.

It is a magical flame that burns forever without any fuel.

It's a little less powerful than the fire, but it's more durable.

As for the Dead, the Gublai Immortal Fire is the only magic that can eliminate them.

"Eternal Flame, Miss Granger, you probably haven't been in a magical beast conservation class for so long, forget about that!" Owen put the magazine down, then raised an eyebrow at Hermione.

"Eternal Flame?" The little witch was slightly puzzled, and then a memory swirled, and soon she remembered.

This humanoid creature is documented in Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them.

The Dead - Soulless creatures wandering in the realm of the Lost Illusion.

They are generally less than two feet tall and have bizarre heads and monkey bodies.

Has a gentle personality and will not actively attack other living creatures, including wizards and Muggles.

It is only found on the Greek island of Mothrace.

The Ministry of Magic classifies it as dangerous, which means: boring.

The only thing that can be called magical is that this creature is immortality.

Yes, these creatures cannot be killed by any means, including the Killing Curse or physical means.

It's as if they've been stripped of the concept of death.

Any means can only shatter their withered and white bodies, but after a while, they will be resurrected.

And so on.

Only the eternal fire, the Gublai Immortal Fire, can be completely killed by burning for a long time.

————This is clearly recorded in the huge book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them".

Hermione, as a ruthless person who can memorize the original history of magic, certainly remembers this life.

"Really?" She covered her mouth and looked at the book "Singing Contrarian" in surprise.

Could it be that all that is said is true?

Owen, on the other hand, looked further.

And as far as he knows.

Gublai Immortal Fire - The wizarding world seems to be able to perform this ancient magic only by those who stand at the top of the pyramid, except for those who hide in the darkness.

The only thing Owen could think of was Dumbledore!

It's no wonder he frequents the castle

If the whole world is attacked by the Dead, it will be difficult to resist such undead monsters, not to mention killing them.

And it can kill them completely.

One can only hope that Dumbledore can save them in his busy schedule.

"Trouble~"

Owen noticed something unusual.

Anything weird never happens in the wizarding world for no reason.

Behind the seemingly puzzling events is the logic of his existence.

Reminiscent of Professor Trelawney's prophecy - a dark riot, the resurrection of the dead, and the reversal of life and death.

This may be the Dead.

No — no.

The prophecy points to the future, and the dead have already appeared, even long ago.

They should not be the point of prophecy.

That. So what could it be?

Thinking about the first and second grades, those that didn't appear in the first place must have been caused by themselves.

Third grade - all these things that did not appear in the original book, and he also caused it?

Could it be the chain reaction caused by Peter Pettigrew after he rescued the Death Eaters?

After all, the prophecy also refers to Voldemort's resurrection.

What conspiracy is brewing in that bald head with no nose?

Is he crazy?

Or did you take the Ten Great Tonic Pills?

Dare to attack Hogwarts directly!

Owen frowned, he found that this time the crisis he encountered was unfamiliar like never before.

Whether it's a week or a second week, until now.

He had never encountered an accident that was beyond the original book.

Even if there is, it is just what happened in the future of the original book, which happened in front of the present.

What - the dead.

What - Dark Riot.

What - the Lord of the Misty Illusions.

What are these things?

He seemed to have been put under a spell to close his eyes and listen to him, so ignorant!

————

The banquet ended in a hurry.

Owen snatched the live spot map from the Twins.

Yes, Mingqiang!

No matter how heart-wrenching George and Fred pretended to resist, they couldn't stop it.

Christmas is less than two days away.

He was staring at the map almost all the time.

He remembered the names of all the people in the castle.

Anyone who is a stranger, stepping in, he will recognize it at a glance.

It was night and it was snowing heavily outside the castle.

The howling wind hissed on the windowsill.

The fire in the common room has been extinguished.

Darkness and cold were enveloping the room.

"Fluorescent flicker!"

"Oh! Oh, my God! You scare me! Irving. In the middle of the night, Hannah, who was a little irritable at the bottom of her heart, slipped out of bed, and for some reason, she couldn't sleep tonight.

I wanted to breathe in the common room, but as soon as I walked in, I noticed that there was a figure in the darkness.

"I can't sleep, come out to admire the moon~" Owen responded without raising his head.

Hannah, on the other hand, glanced at the window embedded in the stone, where it was snowing heavily, obscuring the castle in confusion.

She couldn't see anything but darkness.

So what's the moon?

Taking a slow breath, Hannah cautiously sat down next to Owen, "You've been a little strange lately, what are you worried about?" ”

"I don't know." Owen curled up on the brown couch made of some kind of magical animal fur, his right hand resting on the arm of the couch, resting his head against his head, his eyes flashing with confusion.

Yes, he didn't know!

It's because I don't know that I can't sleep.

All along, he has a kind of intention to win.

No matter what happened, he didn't jump out of some kind of frame, he remembered the Harry Potter frame. But this time is different, the crisis is unfamiliar like never before.

Although not necessarily serious, the unknown is the most torturous.

He experienced death twice, and he had long been fearless of death.

But it's the same as playing a game, you play more than you play in the first week!

What a shame to say.

Don't I want to lose face?

(End of chapter)