"Enemy of fate."

"Darkness riots, the dead come back to life, and the master of the Blurry Illusion will mark his enemies. There will only be one Corruption and Flame! Charon said in a Professor-Trelawney-like, characteristically prolonged tone at (petite version) Owen.

It was exactly the same as the look of ordinary wizard parents when they scared their children into the mountains and forests with a Voldemort.

“.”

"Restrain the teacher, it's too evil, okay!" For some reason, the spirit world was only four or five years old, and Owen said with disdain.

By the way, I rolled my eyes.

"Say it, who to beat, don't go through the procedure, don't go through the procedure to pay the final payment. If you go through the procedure, can you tell me about the quotation? ”

“.”

Hearing this, the face of the great sage Kajon suddenly stiffened, such a cute milk boy opened his mouth to be worldly, it was too ruinous to ruin the image.

In an instant, the beauty of this cute baby in his heart dropped a lot.

Uh-huh – it's a broken kid!

"He's already tagged you, like that kid." As he spoke, Mr. Charon stretched out his hand and pointed to Harry, who was flying in the sky on a firebolt in the courtyard, and said, "A part of his soul is the cornerstone of your soul, and to fight against him is also to fight against your own fate that will be devoured by him." ”

"Uh-huh—and then!"

"There are traces of your mother's strong marks on your body, and it is love, unspeakable love. Our enemy, now the self-proclaimed Lord of the Illusions, the god of death and corruption cannot slay you with any other means, lure you into the abyss, and eventually your soul will be devoured by the monster he has created, and you will return to the beginning. ”

Mr. Charon's face gradually became a little unbearable, because he found that no matter how much he exaggerated the dangers of the future, a certain stinky boy hiding in his mother's arms looked like he had nothing to do with himself.

It gives people a very toothache to watch.

But fortunately, Teacher Charon has a gentle life, and his own cultivation is the top, and he can maintain the image of being alone in the lustful Greek mythology, and is widely known by Muggles, Teacher Charon is worthy of the name of a sage.

"Uh-huh—you're right, but my mom and I both think you just don't want to give money and want people to work for nothing."

In the corridor of the castle courtyard, Owen timidly snuggled into the arms of his mother, Gabriel.

Mother and son seem to have a spiritual connection beyond the imagination of wizards, just looking at each other, you can know each other's thoughts.

Then, two people, one big and one small, with seven or eight layers of similar shapes, raised their heads at the same time with a tacit understanding, and looked at the Charon Saisai with an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

“.”

"You are redeeming yourself!" Teacher Charon shook his head and said helplessly.

"Mom, you see, that white-bearded old man wearing gaudy socks is our headmaster, powerful, wise and brave, just cautious, always stealing my candy to eat, and every time I finish eating, I use magic to conjure a fake, so that I almost swallowed the candy that is actually a small stone several times. It's bad, it's bad. ”

"The one over there with her hair tied up and a serious look is Professor McGonagall, I like her, and every time I see her gritting her teeth at me and being helpless, I am happy, hehe."

"And the president of our college, Professor Pomona Sprout, she is a good person, she treats people gently, she protects me in everything, the only bad thing is that she likes to give people homework, a lot of homework. I haven't finished writing my observation notes for this semester yet—oh my! Christmas, you have to make up your homework during the holidays, it's unreasonable! When will the little wizard get up! ”

"Oh~~~ As for that." He pointed to a gloomy man in a thick robe in a big summer and said, "He's our Potions professor, and he's a seemingly bad guy who's not really a good guy, but in the end you'll find out that he's a good guy and a bad guy who never washes his hair Severus Poult must die Snape." ”

"He doesn't like me, and I think he's just jealous of my talent." Someone snorted, ignoring the sighs of the teacher Charon on the side, as the most famous teacher in ancient Greece, his students were all over the Balkans, and there were some talented little wizards among his students.

But like Owen, he had never seen it before.

"Your Mother Gave You Life"

Before Mr. Charon's voice fell, he was interrupted by Owen, "Life is also joyful and death, and the death of a person is heavier than that of the Alps, and it is lighter than that of a hippogriff, a horse, and a winged beast. (Hippogriffs will naturally shed their feathers and grow new fur.) ）

“.”

"Don't you notice that since you acquired something, it's not the same as before? More cruel, more bloody, more unrelenting as a living being. "Teacher Charon still has a glimmer of hope for Owen, he only hopes that this kid will broaden his eyes and look at these things from a bigger perspective.

The outer god who created the dead and the dead, feeds on the souls of all beings, and almost sees the world as his pasture.

All are lambs to the slaughter.

———— from the stars, he saw a lot, and even saw the original man's plan.

As an evil who had been banished by the 'gods' in the eyes of their Muggles, he had been trying to return to the Overworld.

And back then, the life created by the alchemy of the human body was like a candle flame in the dark night, too dazzling and attractive.

He originally planned to use the body of the child in front of him as a springboard to come back, but there was an accident.

He failed, but not completely.

Some of the qualities of the outer gods also lured the child.

to seduce and let it fall.

In the end, the soul returned to the void. Help him open a door to the Overworld.

"What's that?" Owen replied with a nonchalant expression.

It's not just him, it's even his mother.

Her turquoise eyes looked at his child with tenderness.

From time to time, he reached out and rubbed his fleshy face.

Only when he looked at Teacher Charon, a trace of invisible cunning flashed in his eyes.

As the most famous sage in Greek history, Gabriel Wentini's flashing eyes naturally fell on his eyes.

Teacher Charon immediately understood, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

All right!

He now knows who inherited this child's bad personality!

He didn't think of it at all—or who could.

A woman who voluntarily gives up her life to trigger the greatest magic in the world, the magic of love, will be a quirky and even somewhat cunning person.

It is not common to default to such people. It should be a tender woman.

She must have seen something.

Teacher Caron said silently in his heart.

Her soul has always guarded her child, just like the child who flies stupidly in the sky in the distance and has a scar on his head.

Getting along day and night, she must have discovered something.

That's why I'm so fearless now. As a mother, when she learns that her child has been under the prying eye of some evil, she behaves too plainly.

A normal person would never sit here so peacefully.

"Whew~" Teacher Charon took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, and opened his mouth to explain: "It's a magic wand." ”

"The phoenix wand you're currently using is a phoenix wand tainted with the breath of death and the power of darkness within."

"It's a strange combination."

"Don't you think it's strange? How could a phoenix that could be reborn in Nirvana be contaminated with the breath of death, and how could it contain the power of darkness. ”

"Wand?" Owen held out his hand, trying to pull his wand from his robes.

However, after touching it for a while, he realized that he was in the spiritual realm.

"Amount"

There's no way that the castle here is so realistic that he really thinks he's chatting with someone at school.

Only then did he carefully look at his body in the illusion.

Uh-huh—a shrunken Hufflepuff uniform, a three-hallows necklace around his neck, and a silver bracelet on his wrist, a badger carved out of a wine stopper.

It was Luna's Halloween gift to him.

Other than that, there is nothing else.

"So what should I do? Got your wand? Owen raised an eyebrow and tilted his head

No—he was lying flat, looking at Mr. Charon.

"No, I don't."

Just as Owen waited for Mr. Charon's answer.

His mother, who had been silent, suddenly opened her mouth.

There was a sheer confidence in her gentle voice.

The kind of arrogant temperament that came to his face was stunned when he saw Owen.

？？？

I always thought that our arrogance came from our previous life.

Feelings are hereditary!

It's really worthy of my mother, mighty and domineering!

"The magic I left Owen was enough to keep out the dark watching. Now his main concern was a direct attack from that evil force. ”

"Let's talk about paying!"

Hearing this, Owen's eyes were happy.

I almost jumped up and waved the flag to my mother.

But the teacher on the other side was a little embarrassed.

His bitter face sank.

Then he sighed helplessly.

This mother and son

Not only looks like!

Even the personalities are exactly the same!

How does such a person induce the magic of love?

The teacher was in deep doubt.

"I still like my wand, it's very familiar with it, but the key is that no one else can use it!" Owen smirked and looked at Teacher Charon a little defiantly.

Since returning to school after learning that Hermione couldn't use his wand during the summer vacation, he has deliberately hired many young wizards to experiment.

Owen found that there was no way for anyone to use his wand.

This discovery shocked even the old Deng Tou.

After all, even the Elder Wand doesn't have such a trait.

A wand is always a wand.

Although they have some autonomy, there is a reason why no one else can use the tools.

The old headmaster researched it and realized that it was not so much that Owen's wand could not be used by others, but that the magic skills required to control it were too demanding.

Naturally, he could easily reach that trick. Use this wand.

But other little wizards

In the end, Dumbledore couldn't see why his wand had such properties.

A few days later, after repeated protests from Owen, he had to return the wand to him.

And concluded that it was because the wand itself was made of too precious material.

After that, it's gone.

"By the way, can the dark power of the wand be unsealed? I don't mean anything else, I just want to be stronger! Owen looked at his mother expectantly.

He knew that his mother definitely had a way.

And sure enough, he got a pleasant smile.

"Not yet, but when you get used to that magic in the future, as you get older, the magic I left behind will loosen."

She said gently.

And Owen instantly understood what his mother said about the magic left behind.

The magic of love.

Harry, for example, had a weak protective charm of love when he was probably an adult.

Mana can't be created out of thin air, it's naturally consumed.

Even a miracle cannot violate the law of conservation of energy.

"So let's talk about paying!" She repeated.

"Oh! I almost forgot, that's right, give money, give money and work, if you don't give money, then you can just give me a green one, anyway, what does the destruction of the world have to do with me. ”

Owen spread his hands, looking like an old oilman, "Maybe I can still watch a big fireworks!" ”

“.”

Teacher Charon finally couldn't hold his face, he pointed to the castle and said slowly, "Do you learn this all day in school?" ”

"How did your teacher teach you!"

"Hey~~~ This is my personal behavior, please do not go up to school."

"Besides, if you look outside, is there a more suitable savior than me? If you don't like to collect money, I'm still tired! ”

"Besides, buddy, with my execution, can I not do it for you?"

"Are you sure?" Teacher Charon looked at Owen suspiciously.

The kid had no idea what he was going to face.

"I, the savior, can I still tell you nonsense?"

"Really? I'm a little unconvinced. ”

Hearing this, Owen raised his eyebrows, "You're deliberately finding fault, aren't you?" ”

"In a word, can you give money, if you don't give it to you, you can change your home! I will not entertain you. Owen turned his head and chatted with his mother, and he didn't pay attention to Mr. Charon.

Cut!

Save the world or something!

It's really troublesome, why save the world.

Does the world need me to save it?

That's too much!

It's nothing more than saving humanity.

What saves the world.

That outer god, can't you still moisten it if you can't beat it?

What garbage earth -

What can you do if you give him the earth?

Give it to him!

Give him the home.

It's like no one has won!

Ye immediately ran to Mars, no.

Dude doesn't believe it, you little earth native god - no, not even a god, you can only be regarded as a powerful wizard, and you can chase your buddy all over the solar system!

Awesome, buddy, the solar system is not going to stay.

What a garbage galaxy, what does it mean to have only one sun!

Or three suns interesting.

The kind of surprise that will be baked dry in three days, who knows?

Who knows?

Besides, what if half of the Sagittarius α stars really have a trisolar?

The magic in the hands of buddies can't be used on their planet?

When the time comes, they snatched their starship and traveled directly to the galaxy.

What Harry Potter, buddy turns on the stars directly.

In the hallways of Hogwarts, Owen was frantically brainstorming.

He had seen the ultimate in every cosmic adventurer.

That is to jump into a black hole to witness the destruction of the universe.

It was going to be a huge, huge firework!

And his mother was with him in his daydreaming.

That gentle power seems to come from the soul, from the heart, and with each beat, it spreads throughout the body.

Owen swore he had never been happier than he had ever been happier.

The feeling of being loved deeply.

He had never felt it in anyone, not even Dumbledore, who was so fond of him.

Owen knew that if it was not himself but Dumbledore that Caron saw at this moment, he would choose to sacrifice many things, including his own life or his life, under the huge goal of saving humanity.

Yes, for the old headmaster, there is nothing he cannot sacrifice in order to save mankind.

But his mother would never be.

Even if the world is destroyed, she will take herself to hide in a leather suitcase, floating alone in the universe.

Perhaps this kind of narrow love will be criticized by all mankind, but - sorry, there were no human beings at that time.

It is my morality to decide whether to save or not, not my obligation.

In this regard, he and his mother have a high degree of philosophical identity.

“.”

"You guys!"

The centaur sage finally couldn't resist, if this was a business confrontation, then he was the weak party, because he didn't have any capital that he could directly handle, and Owen couldn't get anything substantial except for the news in his mouth.

"We didn't defeat Helmo, but we succeeded in driving him away, and now he is in an outer plane that is very different from our world, and can only be connected to this world through certain altars, which you can destroy to stop him from invading.

I could feel that someone had already managed to destroy two of his altars.

And the rewards you want are in these altars. It was supposed to be a connected stronghold built by the 'gods' to kill him once and for all, but unfortunately, after the external threat disappeared, the wizards forgot the true meaning of unity. ”

"Sometimes, the world does need some darkness. Because it is only in darkness that people gather around the torches. There was a hint of sadness in Charon's tone.

But soon, he adjusted and returned to his former gentleness.

"The altar is buried the legacy of some of the best wizards of antiquity, what the Muggles called 'the gods'."

"The legacy of the gods?" Owen muttered, "That sounds good! ”

"Can you be invincible when you get it?"

“.”

"You need to spend your whole life researching." The corners of Mr. Charon's mouth twitched in reply.

"Cut~~~ It's not an experience pack! I have to brush the level by myself, and I'm numb! No, change it! ”

"You know which are some of the most glorious achievements of the lives of ancient wizards who were dubbed 'gods' by Muggles. I don't want you to get them, because I don't want that magic to see the light of day at all, and the reappearance of that magic will inevitably bring unpredictable chaos and even catastrophic things to the world. ”

(End of chapter)