"Oops!"

Just as Owen turned a cold eye to the story of the imminent destruction of the centaurs.

His head ached suddenly.

Then a large bag was quickly puffed up.

He looked up at the top of his head.

It turned out to be a piece of rubble from the collapse of the city wall that had fallen into disrepair and smashed it on his head.

"I'm a tower meow. So unlucky? ”

Owen rubbed his brain and looked back at Sirius.

Just then, a gust of wind came.

It was like the sound of something cutting through the air.

"Coming back?"

Owen, who was already on guard, directly stretched out his wand, and the blue armor suddenly appeared, instantly blocking the angular stone like a triangular pyramid in mid-air!

？！

Well?

Someone is going to assassinate him!

Owen beckoned, and the levitation spell suddenly appeared, holding the stone in the palm of his hand.

Lose~

What a murder weapon that escaped alive!

He looked in the direction of the flying stones.

The forest is so dark that you can't see anything!

"Sick isn't it! I didn't open my mouth! Throw a ghost stone! He yelled at the forest.

Remind people that you don't need this kind of thing!

You bless the illusion spell, and then jump out and say that it is the king of Britain, the knight king of Camelot, the lord of the round table, the hero of the Celts, and the apparition of Artoria.

Time travel anyway!

You know, I know, just don't let other people bump into it directly, why are you so mysterious?

Owen glanced at the dark woods, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became!

I think I am the heir of the two demon kings, how can I accept this bird anger.

Then the wand set up flames, and a few fiery spells were thrown straight away.

Can't burn you dog!

It's amazing from the future!

Speaking of reminders, though

He rolled his eyes and quickly took a look in the woods.

And then—

It really made him find a familiar guy.

"Huh? That's ~"

"What a big mouse!" His gaze pierced through the forest and landed directly under a large oak tree.

Although it is only a momentary blend of sight. But he still saw the ugly face of Peter Pettigrew.

"Oops! Caught a fish! ”

Say it! He immediately opened his legs and chased after him.

"What's wrong?" Sirius on the side hadn't reacted yet.

All he saw was that the child in front of him was screaming and scolding at an empty forest. Then he inexplicably threw a few spells.

Then, as if he had discovered something, his eyes lit up.

Rushed into the forest in the distance.

"Don't run! Little mouse, the master of the house has been trying to live for months because of your disappearance! Fast! Come back with me, and I promise to bring back your whole body! ”

Hearing this, Peter, who had come from the forest to investigate the situation of the centaur tribe, was startled.

The soles of his feet suddenly quickened his steps.

As a young man, he had been here with Sirius, James, and Lupin, and he was familiar with the location of the centaur city.

What he never expected was that Owen and Sirius would be here.

I'm too unlucky! Peter cursed to himself.

The moment he saw the two of them, he immediately turned and fled!

It turned out to be discovered by that evil ghost!

"Don't go! Come here, I promise not to kill you! I vouch for happiness in the second half of my life with Harry Potter! ”

Behind him, the demon's whispering voice echoed through the woods.

For Peter, it was even more terrifying than the Killing Curse.

After escaping a depression, he leaped high. The body began to change rapidly.

In just an instant, it transformed from a human form into a mouse.

And this leap also made Sirius finally notice him.

In the originally dark forest, Peter's short stature was not very inconspicuous, and Sirius's full attention was on Owen.

Now it's good.

The shocking scene of a living person turning into a rat is really rare.

He saw at a glance the traitor who had saddled him with twelve years of guilt!

"Peter Pettigrew!" The godfather of the dog, his eyes were red in an instant, and the whole person twitched like crazy, as if he was excited and angry.

Finally, half a year has passed.

He finally found the miscellaneous trail again.

The next second.

He jumped over the depression as well, and then, in the presence of the Gryffindor badge of Courage, the space began to twist rapidly.

In Owen's mind, the music that belonged to this moment automatically played.

——Infinity な梦のあとの何もない世の中じゃ

——そうさ爱しい想いも失けそうになるけど

——Stayしがちなイメージだらけの頼りないwingでも

- きっと飞べるさOn My Love

In Owen's eyes, there seemed to be a digital highlight behind him that broke through the sky.

Then, the coat of arms belonging to Gryffindor formed a huge magic circle.

The godfather of the dog, who belongs to it, is in the midst of a burst of music that is getting higher and higher.

A mighty figure emerges!

A big black dog.

It trampled through the wind, through the snow, and roared past him.

"Oh!!"

"Rush! Dog Godfather!! ”

Owen, who burned out the second soul, screamed, and then quickened his pace to follow.

But that's it—the dog coughs up with the mouse!

With this in mind, he looked down at Shylock in his arms.

"Uh-huh!"

"It's up to you! Hillock! With that, he lifted the back of the meow.

Towards the place where Peter had fled, "Go! Repair Meow, catch that mouse! ”

Shake it off.

"Meow?"

In mid-air, Shylock opened his eyes blankly.

Just when it wondered why the shovel officer always liked not to sleep at night.

On the ground, a large gray squirrel with a fingerless finger came into its eyes.

"Meow~"

In the next second, new hatred and old hatred suddenly emerged from Shylock's mind.

Back then, at Hogwarts Castle, that mouse didn't play a lot of tricks on it!

"Meow~!" Xiu Meow let out a low roar, and then her body lit up with a golden light.

Then in Owen's surprised sight, he disappeared in an instant.

By the time it reappeared, it was above Peter's head.

Then, in the shocked eyes of a dead mouse, Shylock stretched out its slender claws and pointed a few paws at the back of the mouse's neck.

It's so sudden!

Peter didn't react at all.

And what awaits him, in addition to the splashing blood, is also the pain of piercing the heart!

"Squeak~~~"

The screams of rats echoed through the forest.

"Well done!"

Owen beamed.

"Sure enough, you have to rely on cats to catch mice!" He sighed.

And Sirius, he had already rushed forward.

The dogpaw pinned the rat in place.

The doghead stared at it deadly, the corners of his mouth oozing a bowed head and bloodthirsty breath.

Quite bluffing.

Just when Owen thought that Sirius was going to understand Peter's rat fate.

The unexpected happened.

In the darkness, I saw a man full of corruption.

Looming in the shadows of the trees.

？

Owen was taken aback.

Immediately cast a barrier spell.

"There are many obstacles!"

Since you can't kill him, slow down his movements!

The gray spell struck the man's body.

To Owen's disappointment, however, the spell did slow him down, but by a rather small amount.

And in a few breaths, he broke free again.

Owen's face was calm, he didn't expect an obstacle spell to control him.

Then he quickly plunged his wand into the earth.

Powerful shapeshifting magic poured into the ground with the tip of the wand.

Then the snow and mud covered with the land turned into a liquid, like a swamp.

"Up!" The muddy water, like a crashing wave, a few feet of spray, a few feet of spray, knocked the man to the ground.

"Tongtong Petrochemical, Reinforcement Petrochemical!"

"Multiple Freezes!"

The muddy water, like the waves, turned into solid stone in an instant.

And countless solid ice spread out of the soles of his feet.

The ice is freezing the stones.

Several control spells were matched, and in the flowing water, the terrifying strange man was firmly controlled in place.

"Catch Peter!" Owen was still holding the spell, his eyes never taking off the ice sculpture.

He had a hunch that his spell might not be able to control him for long.

Sirius, who had reverted back to his human form, let out a long howl,

"Haha, well done."

Then he turned his head and went madly towards the rat that had just escaped in a panic.

"Peter, where are you! Where are you!!! ”

His sideburns were squeezed out of a fine layer of sweat due to the violent changes in his mood, his eyebrows were lightly raised, the muscles of his patella were beating slightly, and the corners of his mouth were rising wildly.

The whole person is in a kind of frenzy.

It's like some psychopath.

A terrible spell roared from the tip of his wand.

Like a cat playing mouse, it smashed on Peter's sides.

No~No!

I thought it was a rat! It's finally time to escape.

As a result, before I had time to rejoice for even a second, I fell into a deep crisis again.

Rat Mouse: Goodbye World!!

Then, Peter finally couldn't maintain his Animagus form.

Because he was afraid, his black rat eyes stared at Shylock, who had been following him unhurriedly.

The eyes are full of fear!

This cat.

It's the wizard's Animagus, too!

No~ can't go on like this.

If you continue like this, you will be bitten to death by that meow.

"Don't! Please, don't kill me. "A short man who suddenly turned back into balding.

Peter Pettigrew, kneeling on the ground and pleading.

Blood trickled down his neck and dripped to the ground.

His small, watery eyes and rat-like nose were oozing fluid.

It's disgusting to watch.

"We are friends!" He howled in pain.

"You know the Dark Lord's methods, I was caught by him, I can't help it, I just want to live. I"

"Bang!" He didn't finish speaking.

Sirius, who rushed at him like a mad lion, kicked him to the ground.

The dripping fist, like a storm, smashed into his face.

"No, no."

Owen heard a terrible scream in his ears, and it was a bad feeling.

He was a soft-hearted man.

I don't see anyone yelling.

In this case, he would mercifully give the other party a killing curse, so that he could leave this world peacefully and peacefully.

Look, how kind he is.

But now is not a good time to kill Peter.

At the very least, Sirius had to be cleared of his grievances.

Don't get me wrong—Owen himself wasn't interested in clearing Sirius's wrongs, but he was interested in the Black family's Golden Gallons.

"Get him under control and give him a smack on the head." Owen exclaimed, looking intently at the ice sculpture in the distance.

I don't know why, but none of the centaurs came.

He didn't have a cannon fodder when he wanted to.

"Bang!"

There was a cracking sound from the ice sculpture.

"Dumbledore's beard!"

With that, he immediately controlled the snow on the ground, and along with some unknown objects, turned into a water prison and swept towards the ice sculpture.

"Ha~~~"

"Boom!"

In the next second, a shocking scene was staged, in the high-pitched roar, the ice sculpture broke instantly, and the man's figure disappeared, replaced by a cloud of red smoke.

No – that's not smoke.

That's blood!

Blood floating in the air.

"Sirius!" He could already see who the blood was going to attack.

As he expected, in the next second, mad blood galloped towards Peter.

The dog godfather, who was reminded by Owen, dodged the attack of the blood on his side.

Then he watched with his own eyes, and the blood completely enveloped Peter.

"Ah~~~No~~~ Help me, save me, please."

In the blood, Peter struggled violently, as if returning to the light, and the screams and cries grew louder and louder.

The muscles on Peter Pettigrew's face conjured spasmodically because of the pain.

Then, as if dehydrated, the whole person dried up quickly.

After a while, all that was left was skin and bones.

And, on his head, there was some kind of milky white light being sucked out.

Owen had reason to believe that it was his poor soul.

Yes!!! Rat me, this time it's the end of the calf!

"Calling the gods—

- Guard!! ”

Owen didn't know what he was thinking.

He just saw that the pool of blood was sucking Peter's soul like a dementor.

Therefore, he subconsciously felt that the Patronus Charm might have some effect. A dazzling silver light appeared, and then with a loud cry, the phoenix flicked its wings and flew high.

Straight for the ball of blood.

"What?"

Sirius was extremely shocked at this time.

Although he had seen this phoenix patronus from afar at the Quidditch pitch.

But he didn't know that it was Owen's patron saint.

In his opinion, it was still a question whether this evil boy could use the Patronus Charm!

Who would have thought that his patronus would be a phoenix!

Strong positive emotions stripped him from his psychopath, and his head calmed down again.

Then, in his incredible eyes, the phoenix sang a high-pitched song.

It slammed directly into the pool of blood.

"Ah~~~"

Beyond everyone's expectations.

Owen Phoenix's fluttering divine fire actually caused gratifying damage to the pool of blood.

Witnessing the direction, the pool of blood shrank rapidly.

Then, after receiving the wounded blood, he immediately left Peter and transformed into a human form again in the air.

That's the man—Sirius's pupils shrunk.

He's seen it.

But—shouldn't he be dead?

On the other side, Owen looked surprised, and then immediately controlled the Patronus to roar towards the humanoid monster again.

But this time, he didn't get the damage he expected, "What? To Owen's surprise, the silvery-white dazzling phoenix pressed against the monster's body as if it had penetrated the air, and passed straight through.

"What's going on?"

Owen frowned, this situation only appeared in the Patronus attacking the wizard.

As a magic spell against spirits such as Dementors, the Patronus Charm will pass between entities and will have no effect.

This can often be seen in the piles of small wizards who practice the Patronus Charm.

They waved their wands, and the silvery white Patronus mist spread over the wizards present like silk and flowing water, without affecting the others.

The only effect may be the mobilization of positive emotions.

It's reassuring.

In other words, this guy is a spirit in a state of blood and water, and after turning back into a human form, he becomes an entity?

Nima's, can you still play like this?

"I've seen him!" At this point, Sirius raised his wand.

The tip of his staff spat out a cloud of white silk thread.

Little by little, Peter was completely wrapped and bound.

Peter Pettigrew, who has been shriveled and starved for months, or a dried corpse that has just been dug up from an Egyptian pyramid.

There was no resistance at all.

If it weren't for the slight heaving of his chest, Sirius would have thought the traitor was dead.

"In the Screaming Shack, he's the Blood Ancestor vampire!"

"But he's dead, under the killing curse of some mysterious guy!"

With that, he tucked Peter into the pocket he had with him with the Infinite Stretch Charm on it, and stared at Owen with an inquisitive eye.

That night, he didn't see the man's face, and the man's voice was very different from Owen's flirtatious voice, he was more deep and magnetic.

However, the style of the mysterious man is very similar to that of Owen, the pre-Dark Lord.

So Sirius only suspected that he had done it, but there was no evidence.

"Blood Ancestor?" Owen heard.

Immediately searched for it in his deleted memory.

In a trance, he flipped through a photo from the recycle bin.

And then after comparing it with the man in front of him, well-there is indeed a seventy or eighty percent similarity.

"It's really him!" He silently raised his wand, ready to continue.

His memory never leaves room for the dead.

Coupled with the great change in the image and temperament of the person in front of him, Owen didn't recognize him.

However, this is insignificant, one-on-one, and I have never been afraid of anyone!

Even if it's Voldemort, so what!

Dude isn't all out yet!

"Bang bang! Syllable! ”

Just as he was about to run away, yo-yo.

For the third time in the woods, there was an accident.

"Worthy of Dumbledore's successor! At such a young age, magic has reached such heights. ”

"I'm sure even a mysterious man wasn't as good as you when he was younger!"

"Shut up Carlo! The Dark Lord is the greatest! ”

A familiar voice of madness came.

In the forest, several figures slowly walked out.

At the head was a man with a white beard, balding head, and long hair on the back of his head.

One has cloudy brown eyes, and the other is blind.

From the bridge of the nose to the right cheek, there was a deep wound.

The face is hideous.

He was wearing a black robe, and the wand in his hand was like a twisted flower, twisting and turning, and at a glance he knew that it was not the work of Ollivanders.

Ollivander would never make that kind of fancy wand. This is contrary to his philosophy.

And beside him is Voldemort's most loyal licking dog, Sirius's cousin, Bellatrix Lestrange.

At this meeting, the image of this famous Death Eater has changed dramatically.

It's not that there is any change in her appearance, it's mainly her temperament and dress.

The first was the messy, fluffy hair, which was tied up high and curled into a high bun, leaving only a few strands of hair on his cheeks.

The original characteristic Gothic skirt was replaced by a black slim-fitting black trench coat.

The whole person looks much more normal.

It's like the second phase of secondary school has finally passed.

There is also a lack of madness on his face.

More of a share, the Blake family's innate elegance with God.

In addition to the first time, there were other people, such as Avery, Mulsebe, Rabastan Lestrange, and many other dark wizards he knew and did not know.

There are more than a dozen of them!

"Yo, tonight is the turnip meeting?" Owen teased. "People are coming so together, what about Tom? Where is he? ”

Sirius on the side rolled his eyes, this little blackhead who dared to play tricks in front of so many Death Eaters.

Then, he introduced the blind old dark wizard.

"Herman Caro, a pure-blood madman of the Caro family, predates Voldemort by a few years, during which time he was known for his Muggle torture and dark experiments, and was eventually defeated by Dumbledore and imprisoned in Azkaban, a fairly traditional dark wizard."

"I didn't expect this guy to be alive, calculate, he should have been locked up in Azkaban for more than thirty years, and he hasn't gone crazy yet, it's incredible." Sirius had a wand in his hand, his eyes wary at the one-eyed wizard.

He had been imprisoned in Azkaban for twelve years, and he was the most qualified to evaluate Azkaban's life.

There, no one can really keep their sanity.

The only thing that can make people persist in not going crazy is the belief in the bottom of their hearts.

He survived for more than a decade with hatred for Peter and guilt for Jaime.

The Death Eaters, on the other hand, relied on their worship of Voldemort and their belief that their master would come to save them and did not go mad for more than a decade.

But what about the dark wizards who weren't Death Eaters?

I am afraid that the only thing that supports them is the evil and terrifying hatred of someone!

"He's not an English wizard?" Owen glanced at the guy's wand.

"Durmstrang is an English wizard, but—" Sirius suddenly gave a mocking smile as he spoke, "those pure-blood wizards feel that Hogwarts has been tainted by half-blood and Muggle-born wizards, and they'd rather send their children across the ocean to Durmstrang." ”

"Hehe-there is a hole in the head!" Owen spoke highly of this.

Then he tilted his head and looked at the one-eyed blind man quite defiantly.

"Did you raise that vampire over there?"

Ever since the Death Eaters appeared, the Blood Ancestor had stopped moving like a powered-off machine, with numb eyes staring at him unfocused, like a puppet.

"I'm not qualified to keep such a high-level vampire in captivity." Herman Kahlo stared at Owen with bloodthirsty eyes.

Those cloudy brown eyes were full of hatred.

It was hatred of Dumbledore.

And now that hatred has been transferred to Owen.

How am I going to torture this Dumbledore lackey!

Carlo muttered frantically in his heart.

(End of chapter)