A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 94

The Christmas holiday is coming, and the little wizards can't wait for the holiday, and even the Potions class is a little absent-minded.

There was a snowstorm outside, and the Potions dungeon looked as if it was about to freeze.The little wizards rubbed their hands tightly against their hot cauldrons, and the breath they exhaled turned into white mist.

Owen was wearing a black cloak with silver buttons to keep him warm, and he waved his wand carelessly, his pale cheeks and even his lips were pale.A hot flame was burning in the cauldron in front of him, and the orange light illuminated a small area of ​​the dark underground classroom, baking the surroundings into a warm atmosphere.

Snape had become sadly used to Owen's behavior of warming himself by the fire in Potions class, because this little wizard always completed the class tasks he assigned perfectly or even exceeded, and the fire was indeed warm... cough, so he just went to Glancing over here, he walked around behind Neville on his own, until Neville tremblingly knocked over the cauldron, and then deducted points contentedly and left.

Draco shivered and approached Owen's flames to keep warm. He was dressed a little thinly to look handsome, and his nose was about to come out from the cold at this time, so this time he pestered Owen to form a group.

"It's said that what you eat is what you learn, why don't you remember to wear more?" Owen felt that this scene looked familiar. Wasn't it like that on the day of the ghost event?
"Stop it, I just didn't expect it to be so cold here." Draco said confidently, but his voice was trembling.

"You all have to go home during the Christmas holidays..." Harry added medicinal ingredients to the cauldron with some disappointment, and none of his friends left behind, which made him feel like a lonely old man.

"Yeah, although my parents don't like to see me go back." There was a faint smile in Owen's eyes.They were afraid that something bad would happen to Owen when he got home.

"Me too, but I'm planning to go out for Christmas." Blaise said nonchalantly.His family situation is very complicated, he is not very close to his parents.

"Harry, if you beg me, I can allow you to come to my house. I don't think my mother would mind preparing food for one more person." Draco raised his chin reservedly.

"...Forget it." Harry said sullenly.Judging from this guy's usual bragging, he felt that Draco's school director's father seemed to be a difficult person to get along with.

"Cut." Draco curled his lips and raised his chin even higher.

A few people chatted one after another until Crabbe burned the bottom of his cauldron and spilled the hot potion on the ground. The whole Potions classroom was instantly flooded with steaming mist.

Professor Snape angrily waved his wand to clean up the classroom, deducted some points from Crabbe, and gave everyone a bunch of hopeless homework before letting the students leave the classroom.

The last class before the Christmas holiday was over, and the little wizards were like birds flying out of their cages, and the campus was full of laughter.

Owen stuffed his own luggage into the suitcase, while also preparing birthday gifts for acquaintances.

For example, he prepared a copy of "Three Thousand Questions on Charms Theory" for Harry. Presumably, the little wizard who has been addicted to reading recently will cry with joy.Blaise was given a few scare balloons, which were magical trick merchandise given to him by the Weasley twin brothers, as an answer to the patron's father.There is also a beautifully designed lamp for Daphne, several miniatures for Draco, candy for Crabbe and Goyle, and so on.

In addition, Owen also prepared gifts for several familiar professors, such as a whole new set of potion equipment for Professor Snape, and a large jar of catnip for Professor McGonagall. Or her group of kittens and raccoons will love it.

And, a hat for Professor Quirrell, um, green.I don't know which muscle of Quirrell was wrong, and he even believed Owen's nonsense and began to change his image, but Owen is also happy to see it succeed.Even a villain should pay attention to his image, no, it should be said that being a villain is even more attractive, otherwise how can he attract others to fall into the trap?
Thinking about it this way, Owen found that he had missed another guy. Isn't my dear Professor Voldemort eligible for a Christmas present?

Although the Dark Lord doesn't need it, and Owen is unwilling to give it to him, but after all, he is the professor who taught him a little trick about getting into prison in Azkaban every time. Impolite?
Well, politeness is important.

"But what do you want to give? The pile of cockroaches that Dumbledore endorsed so passionately?" Owen thought divergently.Uh, if you send this, although you won't get Avada, you might get Cruciatus, right?

"Tell him that he can add a few real cockroaches to it and give it to Dumbledore?" Or he will be tortured...

"Or give him a hand-made Harry Potter, and he can smash it to decompress when he is angry? Well, then use the repair spell to repair it in a second, recycle it, super value..." Owen stared blankly Ceiling, "How about giving him a copy of "The Villain's Self-Cultivation" to let him understand the importance of appearance, hair can be missing, but the nose can't be missing..."

Ah... this will definitely be Awada, right?
"One death-killing trick every day." Owen raised the corners of his mouth, and finally chose to show it badly, "Forget it, I will give you a pure gold cauldron..." When the Dark Lord wanted to concoct himself, he happily handed over the pot, this is Something a normal faithful believer would do, right?
Hehe, Owen is holding back his energy and preparing to give the Dark Lord a big surprise.

The auditorium of Hogwarts has been newly decorated, with towering Christmas trees erected all around, and hanging festoons of holly and mistletoe on the walls, full of Christmas atmosphere everywhere.

The little wizards came to the platform along the snow-covered road this morning, and got on the train home amidst cheerful jokes.

Owen and his friends occupied a box and ate a table of sweets that Draco had bought with a lot of money.On the way, Blaise ignited a large bundle of Filbar fireworks, which ended up being burned into an afro by the fireworks flying around, and also set Draco's hat on fire.

Draco jumped up and grabbed Blaise's neck, and Pansy hurried over to pull the frame, and the car was flying around.Daphne pursed her lips and smiled, her blue eyes slyly rolled around, and she secretly reached out and pressed a piece on the wizard chessboard in front of her.

Owen coughed lightly, and watched the little girl retract her hand as if being electrocuted, staring at him innocently with her big bright eyes.

"It's your turn..." Daphne blinked and said, her body shaking slightly in a disguised way.

With a smile, Owen directed his pawns to eat Daphne's king.

"Okay, I lost again." Daphne puffed up her cheeks slightly, she had lost so much that she doubted her life.Her self-confidence was hit, and she probably needed to play a few more games with Draco to recover.

The train arrived at King's Cross station wheezing, and the platform was already crowded with parents who came to greet them.Owen and his party got off the train and searched for their family members among the crowd.

Most of the little wizards changed into the clothes of the Muggle world, but Owen and the others didn't need it.Their family has never had Muggle contact, and they never have Muggle clothes in their wardrobes.

Owen was wearing a dark green robe with silver patterns embroidered on the edge, looking low-key and luxurious.He was carrying his black suitcase, his eyes swept over the bustling crowd, and soon he saw two figures standing quietly at the edge of the crowd.

"I saw my dad, I'm leaving first!" Draco excitedly waved to Mr. Malfoy in the crowd, and then hurriedly coughed lightly, not wanting to appear childish in front of his friends.

Mr. Lucius Malfoy is just like the grown-up Draco. He is wearing a dark gray robe and holding a snake-shaped silver cane in his hand. After nodding slightly to them, he took Draco with him left.

Owen walked towards his parents. Both of them came over, talking to Daphne and Blaise's mother, and waved their hands in this direction.

"It seems to have grown a little bit taller, but I hope your height won't follow that of your grandmother, she is less than 1.6 meters!" Mr. Albert Shafik said with a playful smile after comparing Bi Owen's height.

Wearing a dark blue robe and a black bowler hat, he appeared to be in his mid-30s.Tall and thin, with a slightly pale complexion, he has a handsome and heroic appearance. His straight black long hair is tied into a low bundle behind his head, and his black eyes, like Owen's, always carry a cynical smile.

Ms. Adeline Shafik stood quietly aside, with a faint smile on her bright and dignified face.She was wearing a slim black robe, tall and perfect, with a snow-white complexion, slightly curly black hair tied into a simple bun behind her head, and a low-key dark blue top hat on her head.She stood there like an elegant and mysterious black rose.

She looked at Owen with her dark green eyes, and there was a soft look in her calm eyes, and she said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Welcome back, Owen."

"Well, I'm back." Owen smiled and sent a hug.

"Owen, see you after the holiday!" Daphne followed a beautiful blonde woman away.

Blaise was holding hands impatiently by a plump and slim witch, waved hurriedly at the crowd, broke free and walked away alone.His mother stroked his brilliant golden wavy hair helplessly, showing a natural charm in every frown and smile, full of charming charm, which made many men on the platform stare straight at him.She said goodbye to Adeline, and then blew a kiss here, and then left in a coquettish manner.

Owen couldn't help but be speechless when he saw this well-known and beautiful witch.She is indeed a beauty snake who has been a widow six times, and she doesn't know how long her current husband can last.

"Pretty, right? But the more beautiful a woman is, the more dangerous she is." When Owen was slightly absent-minded, Albert patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

"So in Dad's eyes, how dangerous is Mom's?" Owen raised his eyebrows and directly threw out a proposition.

"Ah, the degree of destruction, otherwise, how could it fascinate me." Albert said calmly, and took Ms. Adeline's hand.Adeline glanced at him with a smile. Those quiet and deep dark green pupils seemed to have a mysterious magic power that could see through everything, but they also carried an indifferent and peaceful mind that didn't worry about anything.

"We should go back." She held out her hand to Owen.

The family first Apparated into the Leaky Cauldron, and used the fireplace to fly back directly to their Gloucestershire manor via Floo powder.

Shafik Manor is located on a hill outside the village of Noblewick in the south of Gloucestershire. The manor is surrounded by lush forests. Because of the Muggle Repelling Curse, Muggles will not know when they walk in the forest. Unknowingly, they turned back down the mountain. In their eyes, this mountain was just a barren mountain.

The manor's mansion is a pale yellow Tudor Gothic building surrounded by gardens full of white roses all year round.White rose bushes are wrapped around the wrought iron railings around the manor. Under the magical power of magic, they will bloom from spring to autumn, and will only fall asleep in the snow-covered winter, so it is also called White Rose Manor. .

It's just that the rose bushes in winter have lost all their leaves, and there are only black thorny branches climbing on the fence of the manor, which look like they are full of black thorns.

As soon as the family came out of the fireplace, Ms. Adeline waved her magic wand to clean up the ashes on everyone's bodies and the ground.The house has been decorated for Christmas, and there are two Christmas trees in the hall, hung with colorful lights and ribbons, which are always unobtrusive.

Hard-working house-elves served meals, including a few stir-fries Owen had taught them to make.Feeling the long-lost familiar scent in his mouth, Owen couldn't help but become relaxed and cheerful.

Now there are only three of them left in the Shafiq family. Owen remembers that his grandparents died in an accident caused by a magic experiment when he was five years old, and part of the outer wall of the mansion was blown away.It has to be said that only a small number of wizards can live to the end of their lives. Accidents in magical experiments, attacks by magical animals and dark wizards, and incurable wizard diseases may all kill people.

"Did you get into trouble at school, Owen?" After dinner, Albert blinked at Owen.

"...No." Owen said after a pause.He never caused trouble, trouble only caused him.

"Haven't you been locked up?" Albert said with disapproval.

"Closed... twice."

"That's right, as expected of my son." Albert patted Owen's shoulder heavily, "However, a smart person should learn not to fall twice in one place. Since I was in the fourth grade, I violated the school rules. He was never caught again."

Adeline sat gracefully on the chair, watched the father and son talking with a slight smile, and glanced at Albert amusedly, but said nothing.This mother seems to be gentle, dignified and meticulous, but in fact she is by no means a conformist character. Owen suspects that she knows more black magic than her father.

Melet stuck a small head out of Owen's pocket, staring at the two innocently with golden eyes, and let out a soft cry.

"This is your cat lizi?" Albert clicked his tongue, "It's a cute little thing."

"Come here." Adeline waved with a smile.

Melet glanced at Owen, jumped onto her lap after Owen nodded, and meowed at her coquettishly.Adeline also gently stroked Melet's soft hair, her slender fingers slowly stroking the top of the kitten's head and the back of the neck, with a gentle smile on her face.

"Have you encountered any difficulties in the past six months?" She looked up at Owen, his figure reflected in her dark green eyes.

"I can solve it." Owen shook his head with a smile.It's nothing more than being targeted by the Dark Lord, it's not a big deal... right?

"Including being almost killed by a Chimera?" Adeline said with a half-smile, with a bit of dissatisfaction in her expression.Let such a dangerous monster enter Hogwarts to hunt down students, I don't know how Dumbledore is the headmaster.

"At least no one died. It's better than Durmstrang. There will be one or two deaths every few years." Albert said, "We chose to send Owen to Hogwarts to study instead of following him. His cousin from the Rozier family went to Durmstrang together, didn't he just value the safety there? Although the teaching style of Hogwarts is too conservative, but he is still so young, it is right to learn about the dark arts later .”

Owen glanced at his father, not wanting to say that he had mastered a lot of black magic enough to die in Azkaban. Who made him unlucky enough to meet a black magic fanatic professor?

The family chatted for a while about interesting things at Hogwarts. Owen went to the conservatory to look at the magic pigeons and rabbits he raised, fed them some food, and then went back to the room to rest.

On Christmas morning, a small silver bell popped from the black wooden pendulum clock hanging on the bedroom wall, and the tinkle of the bell woke Owen from his sleep.With his eyes closed, he picked up the magic wand on the bedside and waved it. The curtains were lightly opened, and the cold winter sun illuminated the luxurious carpet on the floor of the bedroom and the exquisite carvings on the walls.

The black wooden pendulum clock stopped ringing after he got up, and put away the bell.Owen climbed out of the comfortable four-poster bed, put on a warm robe, and stood in front of the window looking at the green garden and the endless flat lawn in the manor, as well as the fountain with the twelve constellation sculptures standing in front of the main entrance.

Under Melet's lazy gaze, Owen unwrapped his Christmas presents one by one.

Mr. Albert gave him a beautiful silver dagger, and Ms. Adeline's gift was a brooch that could bounce the curse back to the caster, which seemed to have a certain tracking effect.

What Blaise gave him was a bunch of specially made fireworks, Draco's diary that sprayed the foul-smelling liquid on the faces of guys who peeked, Hermione's tome of spell books, and Neville's Some kind of suspicious plant that seems to be breathing softly.

Harry's gift was a Muggle educational toy that looked like a chain of nine, and he probably thought Owen would like such things.What Daphne gave was a beautiful pointed hat, the color is dark green, and there are dots of silver patterns around it.

"Tsk, is this what the hat giver gave it?" Owen put the hat on his head with a smile, and continued to unwrap the remaining presents.In fact, the green hat has no special meaning in this country, and hats of this color are still very popular.

After sorting out all the Christmas presents, he stretched himself out and enjoyed a leisurely and peaceful Christmas with his family.

(End of this chapter)