"I thought you had a good relationship with the centaurs." Owen looked up at Hagrid with a look of disdain.

"It's just that I have a good relationship with a few of them." Hagrid explained, "Centaurs don't like humans, most of them don't, and only a few I can talk to, like Ronan and Ferenze. ”

"But—even if the relationship is good, they won't tell me where the centaurs are."

"I never knew they had a castle in the forest."

"Uh-" Owen scratched his head and showed a look that he had done, "No wonder Dumbledore sent Sirius to be a diplomat, not you!" ”

Then, with disgust, he looked at the naked, immoral centaurs on the city wall.

It's fine if he's alone, and he doesn't dislike it no matter how much he shows.

But this time he's with Luna!

The little girl is only thirteen years old!

Looking at those horsemen, all of them are five big and three thick, full of huge muscles, each full of real manly temperament.

Compared to his weak and uncontrollable abs, with mixed abdominal muscles, it's just a thin veil!

I'm so envious!

Owen sighed again.

The corners of his mouth were already drooling with envy.

If only buddies had a kind of figure.

It's a pity - he's the one who hates exercising the most.

"Look over there!" Luna spoke suddenly, her silver eyes piercing through the layers of darkness and landing on a man lying on the ground, also hiding behind an oak tree.

"Peter Pettigrew?" Owen followed her gaze, and sure enough, he saw the familiar living figure.

He was pouting his ass and puffing forward, as if he didn't dare to approach the centaurs' territory.

But because he was burdened with some kind of task, he had to get closer.

"What am I doing?"

In the distance, he was talking to the dog godfather about something, it seemed to be a very heavy topic, and the faces of both of them were not very good-looking.

All of them were serious and tense.

By this time, Peter Pettigrew, who was not far from them, had poked his head out.

"Uh-ghhh Owen said lightly.

Then, in his stunned eyes, Luna picked up a stone from the ground and threw it out.

"I'll go, are you so reckless?"

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"Oops!!"

Fortunately, the first one didn't hit him directly. It just smashed into the city wall, knocked down a piece of rubble, and happened to hit him on the head.

————

"It hurts, okay?"

Owen complained here.

And then—before he could reach out to stop it, the elf waved his wand this time.

The levitation spell hooked up with a strange gravitational pull, directly grabbed another stone, and then threw it out quickly and accurately.

"Coming back?"

———— "Sick isn't it?" I didn't open my mouth! Throw a ghost stone! ”

At the base of the city wall, he was screaming.

"Run!" Owen immediately pulled Luna up and walked into the woods.

And Hagrid, who was still a little confused, was not so lucky.

Because he saw time travel for the first time, he was shocked when two different time periods of Owen appeared in sight.

And just as he was stunned, a fiery spell whistled in the sky.

The flames instantly ignited the area where Hagrid was.

"Can you ask me before you make a move?" Owen said angrily, and he dragged Luna to a mountain col, where the two hid in a deep pit, and the sound of dead branches and leaves burning was full of ears.

"I'm in a hurry!" The elf's round eyes and two rabbit ears dangled, instantly extinguishing most of the fire in Owen's heart.

"I've heard Harry talk about Peter Pettigrew. He's a scumbag who framed Sirius. And killed a dozen Muggles. Even more hateful than Fudge! She said.

"This is a good opportunity, if we can—you in the past, we can catch him, then not only can Sirius clear his name, but this murderer will get the punishment he deserves."

"Although—but. I-" Owen was convinced by Luna, maybe he really had to find a way to kill Peter.

Thinking back to the time when he used Peter to attract the dead, it was as if he hadn't seen Peter die directly.

That is, his death was not observed.

That's where the room comes in.

"That being said, all I can say is do my best." After a while, Owen nodded solemnly, looking into Luna's gaze, he said flatly: "Catching him is just piggybacking, if there is danger, I will definitely put our safety first." ”

“.”

Elf, with a glint in her pretty eyes, didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

After half a ring, as the atmosphere gradually became a little ambiguous.

They were interrupted by the sound of hurried footsteps.

Yes - Hagrid.

He had a black face and looked like he had been burned by fire.

His clothes were black and yellow.

The beaver leather boots on the feet also gave off a burnt smell.

Even a piece of beard is missing.

Judging from the smell of barbecued collagen in the air, his beard was picked by fire.

After seeing Owen, Hagrid first released the tooth from his arms, and then with a black face he was about to reprimand loudly - but in the moment he opened his mouth, after his eyes met Luna on the side, the little rabbit shook his ears, stared at the innocent silver eyes, and glanced at the elf-like girl, Hagrid's heart was not so angry.

Forget it, give this kid a little face!

"Don't set fires in the forest in the future!" He said solemnly.

"Otherwise, in addition to deducting points, I will tell your dean about this!"

"Uh-" Owen nodded hurriedly.

Completely ignoring the other side of the forest.

The fire he created was still devouring the forest mercilessly.

Even when he traveled back in time, the fire still didn't go away.

The fire continued.

The devil knows how many trees the flames will consume in the end.

O sin! Sin!

In the Forbidden Forest, in addition to all kinds of magical beasts that are more valuable, the most valuable ones left are probably those trees.

After all, there is a Hogwarts presence here, and there are very few poachers.

There are so many hundred-year-old giant trees in the forest, even if they are thousands of years old, there are still many of them.

Those trees are an important ingredient for wands, broomsticks, or other valuable magic items.

A wand made of thousand-year-old oak for the body of a wand, and a wand made of hundred-year-old oak, are not at all the same in terms of the power of the spell.

Every year Ollivander would give Dumbledore a sum of money, and then he would receive some of Hagrid's precious timber cut from the forest.

The Forbidden Forest is the castle's cash cow!

"Okay, I'll definitely pay attention to it later!" Owen nodded and replied in the affirmative.

After thinking that he might have burned a thousand Galleons in one fire, Owen's heart was uncomfortable, not to mention how uncomfortable.

Take a few breaths of relief.

In my ears, the voices of my past self and Sirius were getting farther and farther away.

In the end, it was almost nothing.

They went away.

"What are we going to do?" Hagrid asked.

"Catch that Blood Ancestor!" Owen replied.

That's what they're for.

"That monster sucked a portion of Professor Lupin's soul. As a result, Professor Lupin fell into a severe coma and is now lying in the Hogwarts infirmary! He said.

"What?" Hagrid's eyes widened, "Lupin was attacked?" Why do you say it now. ”

"It was attacked by a monster, and he was there to protect me—and Lavender of Gryffindor, and, is there any difference between saying it early or late?" Owen asked rhetorically.

There was a faint apology in his tone.

Speaking of which, Professor Lupin's injury is his pot again.

It's that he's too relaxed.

If only he had been more cautious then

But given his age, no one would blame a fourteen-year-old child for anything.

Even if he had the previous feat of fighting hundreds of Dementors alone, everyone would say that he had done his best this time.

But only after Owen himself knew.

He didn't do his best at all.

If he really tried his best, no one would get hurt.

"Our only purpose now is to capture that Blood Ancestor." Owen said in a heavy tone.

"Give him to Dumbledore or Nick Lemay and see if they can study it and let that monster spit out Professor Lupin's soul power."

"It's the only way I can think of."

"Then we'll catch her!" Luna clenched her little fists and said solemnly.

The three of them looked at each other.

Although Hagrid didn't know exactly what Owen was talking about as a Blood Ancestor, since it was to save Professor Lupin's life, he would do his best anyway.

"Okay, then we-"

He didn't finish speaking.

Just as he was getting up, a heart-rending scream suddenly interrupted him.

Then, the attention of the three people present was attracted by the scream.

Owen hurriedly crawled out of the pit.

Look up at the centaur castle in the distance.

Seeing this, a large group of strange-looking evil creatures suddenly appeared from the east side of the castle.

They carry the heads of various animals, but they all have the body of a monkey.

One by one, like monkeys, they rippled back and forth on the branches, quickly invading the centaur city.

The centaur trap that existed on the ground couldn't help the creatures.

Before he could react, the centaur who was patrolling the complex was shot by the monster with a hideous and terrifying mouthpiece spitting out of his mouth.

Then, the centaur began to twitch all over, and his muscles surged wildly, as if the fat under the cortex had been sucked away.

Then at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a deflated balloon, it gets thinner and thinner, thinner.

In the end, only bones remained.

Up until this point, the centaurs had not died.

But what awaits them is only flesh and blood, and when they are eaten away, their souls will also be sucked away.

"Ah~~~ah!"

The desolate screams came and went, and the centaurs wailed silently, until their dry faces were whipped to dry bones, and a cloud of silver light was sucked out of their bodies and swallowed by the abominable monsters.

"Oh my God!!"

Neither Hagrid nor Luna had ever seen such a brutal scene.

The elf's face turned pale instantly.

Her steps were limp, and her legs were a little weak.

It seemed like he was about to fall.

Owen hurriedly helped her and leaned her on his shoulder. Then he reached out and covered her eyes, so that she could not see the bloody and horrific scene with her own eyes.

"What kind of monster is that?" Hagrid was dumbfounded, his eyes bloodshot as he looked at the group of monsters that had swept in from the forest.

"The Dead!" Owen replied, "Soul-devouring monsters are somewhat similar to Dementors, but they are immortal, and no magic can kill them completely, the only thing that works is the Eternal Fire, the Ghublay Immortal Fire." ”

"The eternal burning flames will make it perpetually sink and be on the verge of life and death, and eventually consume all their powers, and these monsters will naturally disintegrate."

"Leave them alone." Owen said with some cruelty. Not to mention this group of centaurs, even if a large group of wizards encounter this kind of monster, what else can they do except escape by apparition?

The rescuer will only catch himself.

He promised Luna.

He will protect her if she is in a critical situation.

"Since the centaurs are unwilling to ally themselves with Hogwarts, we are not obligated to save them. This kind of monster appeared in the forest a few months ago, and they were stunned to tell us, and now it is purely their own death, and they can't blame others. He continued.

But he didn't notice that the more he spoke, the heavier Hagrid's face became.

"And we can't save them, those monsters can't be killed, we have no other way but to escape."

"Really?" Hagrid said in a deep voice.

In front of his eyes, countless centaurs were being drained of their souls and dying.

As a ranger at Hogwarts.

He couldn't stand this kind of scene.

With that, he picked up the huge bow and crossbow in his hand and rushed into the battlefield of the centaurs like crazy.

"Hagrid, wait!" Seeing this, Owen hurriedly tried to stop him.

But how could a ten-foot giant be able to stop him.

"I knew it! I knew it! Owen grumbled angrily.

Then he turned his head and reminded Luna, "Hold Shylock, if something happens, leave us alone!" ”

"I'm begging you."

With that, he said goodbye to his best friend from both worlds, and then followed Hagrid into battle.

In one week, he killed a lot of people.

Many wizards his age died under his wand.

Even Harry Potter and Hermione didn't survive in the end.

Although Voldemort was defeated by Harry.

Obviously, he had dropped all the Horcruxes in advance, and he also carried one of his Horcruxes with him.

But in the end, those Horcruxes were still found, destroyed, and erased one by one.

The one in his hand was also destroyed by Hermione in an accident.

All this is like a pair of invisible hands, called fate.

The silk thread that pulls holds the fate of all people.

But even so, he didn't lose in the week.

He killed Granger and Harry.

That world will eventually follow the path of a dark cycle, and one day, a new Dark Lord will be born.

By then—there will be no Dumbledore, no savior!

But—no matter how bad the situation was, he never shot at Luna.

Because only she knows that it is not him who is sick, but the world.

That's why Owen cares so much about her.

They are true friends.

See through the bottom of your heart.

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But some things are destined to be wishful thinking.

For example, Hagrid won't give up on centaurs.

Luna won't give up on him and run away alone!

"Zheng!"

With a sound of crossbow arrows breaking through the air, they shot out of the forest and pinned a monster to a tree.

"Zheng! Zheng! ”

Then the second arrow, the third arrow.

The powerful arrow feathers even pierced through the trees and split the stones.

Owen's eyelids are jumping wildly!

This power is comparable to that of an anti-weapon sniper rifle!

He guessed.

Unfortunately, no matter how powerful Hagrid's crossbow bolts were, they didn't do much damage to those monsters.

It's just that the impact slows them down, and as for the damage, it's about nothing.

"Damn it!" The giant cursed.

As Owen said, his attacks were completely useless.

"Broken bones!"

"Divided!"

Then he drew the spell again. Two spells were quickly recited.

Two red and gray spells whistled through, hitting the body of a dead man.

But the damage - not even enough for the bolts, at least the bolts can slow them down, but the spell can't even slow them down.

"There are many obstacles!"

"There are many obstacles!"

"There are many obstacles!"

Owen followed behind him, throwing out probably the most useful spell, the Obstacle Charm!

It was the only spell he had found that worked on the dead.

Although only to slow down the pace.

After defusing this crisis, Owen jumped high.

There was a strong white light flashing on his body, drawing the attention of all the dead.

Like a messenger of Zeus, he landed in front of the centaur castle with unrivaled strength.

"Get out of the way!" He yelled.

The surrounding centaurs were shocked by the force and retreated silently.

Then he quickly crouched down and plunged his wand into the ground.

Then a majestic magic surged.

The powerful Transfiguration Technique was unleashed by him.

"Stop me !!"

In an instant, the magic covered acres of land, and then it seemed to pour a large amount of water into the ground.

In an instant, the land began to rise and fall, like the surface of the sea.

The waves were rough and churning.

The incredible magic covered the entire forest in front of the city.

The living earth turned into a tidal wave, and both the trees and the dead were dragged into it. Stepping into it is like quicksand.

Owen – Single-handedly altered acres of terrain.

"Oh my God!"

"Incredible!"

"Is that a miracle?"

Whether it was the centaur on the city wall, or the centaur warrior who was responsible for guarding against the enemy under the city wall, they were all dumbfounded, and their eyes were misty and lost looking at the child standing in front of them.

Although he is a boy, there is a god reflected in his eyes.

God walks in the abyss, and those who regard the abyss are like mayflies.

They could only sigh over and over again the power of the gods, and there was no other use.

Over there, the god in the centaur's eyes slowly raised his wand.

Like a conductor, Owen waved his hand suddenly, and the land was like a wave, instantly slapping the dead who tried to break through into the sea of mud.

"Merlin's beard!"

Hagrid swore it was the last time he was shocked.

He was naïve, but—oh my God! What do you want me to say?

A fourteen-year-old!

Fourteen years old!!

He turned acres of land into a sea of mud, and what could be more exaggerated?

Can cast this level of Transfiguration.

The first image that popped into his mind was Dumbledore.

In his shallow understanding, the only person who could cast this level of magic was Dumbledore himself.

Reminiscent of Owen's age.

Hagrid was sure that even Dumbledore wouldn't be able to do it at the age of fourteen like Owen in front of him.

No wizard can do that.

The boy surpassed his predecessors and walked on a path that no one had ever walked before.

"I said, stop !!"

The Dead were even more difficult to deal with than Owen had imagined.

He swamped the land and stirred it up again. It's like a typhoon on the sea.

Hold the monster firmly.

They will not be allowed to leave the very center of the swamp.

But even so, the monster is still struggling.

They were even crazier than he had imagined, and they began to trample on their companions, galloping towards them like hounds.

Seeing this, Owen let out a loud shout.

The magic of the whole body exploded again.

His forehead was drenched in sweat.

Eyelid twitching.

A warm stream flowed from his nose.

It fell straight to the ground.

Then there was a roar of rage from the earth.

"Multiple Frozen !!"

It was like gritting its teeth, and the voice that roared out of its throat resounded across the earth.

In an instant, an extremely cold temperature spread from the soles of Owen's feet.

It was as if dry ice had fallen to the ground.

A pure white mist rises.

Then, quickly, at a speed visible to the naked eye, it began to sweep across the entire muddy sea.

The fog rises.

Icicles are like sculptors who carve every wave of the sea of mud to life.

The paradoxical waves, like the elves dancing with swords, the waist, and the smile are like blooming flowers.

If only its color could be more vibrant, instead of earthy yellow. Then this is sure to be a flawless work of art.

But the ice crystals couldn't hold the dead for long.

Owen knows.

He's just stalling for time.

It's just in - stalling for time.

"Owen!"

On the other side of the jungle, the stubborn girl had no idea of escaping alone.

The more she freezes the earth.

I fell down carelessly, and then quickly got up.

The kitten, too, broke free from her arms, its heavy claws darting out its sharp nails into the ice, and galloping towards its owner.

"Ou~Wen."

This time, the girl's voice twitched with an unknown twitch, and a tear in her silver eyes crossed her cheek and fell to the ground.

Instantly ice.

And the boy, who was already in a trance, seemed to hear the girl's call.

He looked back suddenly.

Gray eyes, with a tired urgency.

Suddenly, he smiled.

The corners of his mouth are raised.

Irving's trademark smile was revealed.

Then stuttered slightly, "Run!" Silly girl! ”

And then—the ice crystals on the ground instantly turned into fragments.

Crystal ice, like tears, dripped to the ground, and the crisp sound resounded in the forest.

And in the midst of this noisy noise, the boy's voice was exceptionally clear.

"Silly girl!"

"Run!!

(End of chapter)