Hogwarts magic is justice

Chapter 138 Little Ou...

Regardless, the final round of the competition has finally begun: Zhang Lingyu vs. Zhang Chulan. No matter who wins in the end, the spoils of this Luo Tian Grand Ceremony will finally be rotten in the pot, since they are all from the Celestial Master's Mansion.

The old master was very relaxed, and Owen was even less interested. He wasn't interested in any of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, and he had even less interest in the position of the master. However, he developed a great interest in the superhumans. Could this power, which could counteract potions and even magic, be used to break curses?

Moreover, during the few days I stayed at Longhu Mountain, Irving and Tian Lao got along very well. In addition, since he was Tian Lao's attending physician, he moved to the small courtyard where Tian Lao lived. During the day, he would push the old man to watch the games, and after watching, they would go to eat and then play chess.

This final match was about to determine the winner and the next Celestial Master. There were quite a few spectators, and Owen wore his most solemn wizard robes as a sign of respect.

"Little Ou—"

Owen sighed inwardly. This way of addressing someone was probably only found in this country. The old master looked at Owen with one eye open and one eye closed: "You look pretty handsome in that outfit today. I thought you liked black since you always wore black magic robes."

Oh, so that's what we were going to talk about.

Irving chuckled and flicked his robe, saying, "Black represents solemnity and is also dirt-resistant, but this isn't the final battle, so we need to be more dignified."

Today, Owen's robes are no longer black with gold embroidery, but white with gold embroidery. Moreover, the gold thread patterns are different. On the black wizard robes, there are phoenix patterns embroidered, which represent his personal design. But on this only white wizard robe, there are patterns representing Hogwarts.

The front of the shirt features an eagle, representing Ravenclaw; the back features a lion, representing Gryffindor; the left sleeve features a giant snake, representing Slytherin; and the right sleeve features a honey badger, representing Hufflepuff.

This distribution has no major significance and is not ranked in any particular order.

This was a design concept proposed by Irving, and then he asked the Tuofan tailor shop to make the special gowns. Not only did he have one, but all the professors had one.

Of course, due to their shared beliefs, these formal attire didn't necessarily have to be white; the colors were chosen according to the professors' personal preferences. For example, Dumbledore preferred purple, Professor McGonagall wore red, and Snape wore dark green.

However, the gold-embroidered pattern on it was exactly the same and could not be changed. Just like Dumbledore's suggestion to move the lion on his back to his chest, which was ruthlessly rejected by Owen.

So the old man was very unhappy and often deliberately wore his robe inside out, even if it made him breathless, he had no intention of wearing it correctly.

He's like a child, so Irving naturally lets him have his way, as long as he doesn't find it uncomfortable.

These things happened within Hogwarts, so the outside world was naturally unaware of them, and there was no need to publicize them. However, this outfit did look rather dashing.

The match began, and Irving just watched what was happening off the court. The duel between the Golden Light Curse was actually not very interesting, but the later duel between the Thunder Mage was quite interesting.

One is Yang Five Thunder, bright and dazzling, while the other is Yin Five Thunder, turbid and dark.

To others, this might be a clash between two different lightning techniques, but to Owen, it was two sides of the same power system.

"Little Ou, do any of your magic involve lightning?"

"Yes, but it's not the kind of lightning that originates from within the human body. Magic relies more on nature. In comparison, this method is indeed more convenient and its power is quite considerable."

"Want to learn?" The old master winked at him. "I can teach you."

Ou Wenhua laughed: "You're joking. I'm still going back to be the principal; there's no way I'll stay."

The old master sighed, "That's truly a pity."

Sitting to the side, Old Tian was unsure whether his senior brother was telling the truth or not. Although no foreigner had ever succeeded to the position of Celestial Master in the Celestial Master's Mansion since ancient times, his senior brother did not hold the old-fashioned ideas of his ancestors.

Moreover—is Senior Brother placing a little too much importance on this Xiao Ou?

In just a few days, the complete Golden Light Mantra has been spread out. Now that the Thunder Technique is going to be spread as well—could it be that Senior Brother is preparing a backup plan, planning to build a branch of the Celestial Master's Mansion abroad?

Just as Irving was getting ready to relax and watch the game, the old master spoke up again: "Little Irving—look at these two guys, which one can be the master?"

"I don't know. I can't tell these things. I'm still too young."

Although he didn't know what the old man wanted to do, Owen was determined not to take the bait. Besides, this matter had nothing to do with him, and it didn't matter to him who became the Heavenly Master.

"Little Ou—"

Irving let out a long sigh, forced to look away from the game, and then turned to the old master, saying, "You don't think I could master such a profound technique so easily, do you?"

The old master nodded seriously: "That's right, that's what I think too. Little Ou, don't make things difficult for me."

""

Got it!

That old man has a really good eye for people!

Irving turned around, ready to push Old Tian away, but Old Tian didn't expect it and clung tightly to the wheel: "Hey, hey, if you want to go, go, don't pull me away."

"Old Tian, ​​that's not fair of you. Both of them are from the Celestial Master's Mansion. It doesn't matter who wins. What's the point of watching? Why don't I play chess with you?"

"No, I'm going to watch the game!"

"obedient."

There was nothing I could do but walk on his own. But he didn't go very far; he just came down from the platform. Then he saw someone staring intently at him.

"Taoist Master? Weren't you about to leave?"

Wang sighed, "There are some things I didn't understand, and now I'm leaving like this. I just don't feel right, Lao Ou—"

Got it!

Just by stepping down from that high platform, his status instantly rose.

"You—just who are you? Why don't you tell me?"

Hearing his curiosity, Owen chuckled. "Me? I'm just an ordinary wizard. Hogwarts is called a magic school, but in reality, it's just a specialized magic school. Daoist, is there anything else you want to ask?"

Wang Ye nodded: "Then your strength—"

Owen's expression turned serious: "That's really hard to say. Magic is a general term for a system, and it has various sub-categories, such as alchemy, potions, spells, transfiguration, and so on. So it's very difficult to assess a wizard's strength. As for me, I'm still a long way from being a legend, so I can only be considered mediocre."

Wang sighed. He could see sincerity in Owen's expression, but he couldn't forget the huge fireball in the interior. If it were really ordinary, would it be so exaggerated?

Regardless, Wang left. It wasn't that he had found the answer, but rather that he had come to terms with it. Wizards and such couldn't possibly stay in the country for long, and those so-called specialized schools couldn't possibly open in the country either. So after this parting, who knows when they'll meet again.

So why overthink it? There's absolutely no need!

The match was over, and Zhang Chulan unexpectedly won. Zhang Lingyu accepted the Tongtian Talisman. After the Old Master pushed his junior brother out, he glanced at Owen and said, "Little Owen, tonight, you and Rongshan will help me look after my junior brother, how about it?"

"OK!"

Malice, malice everywhere.

A few days ago, Irving sensed this malice and told the old master about it, but the old man didn't say anything, and as an outsider, Irving couldn't say much.

It seems that they don't intend to cause trouble during the competition, but once the competition is over, they can naturally start making moves.

Irving naturally knew about the All-Stars, but he didn't have much ill will towards them. At least the All-Stars were somewhat sensible; they didn't disrupt the competition. Just for that, they were much better than the Death Eaters. Both were major events, but the Death Eaters didn't even wait for the Triwizard Tournament to finish.

As a result, the competition between the three schools has now been completely cancelled.

Darkness fell quickly, and the night enveloped Mount Longhu. Owen and Old Tian were drinking tea and playing chess, but Old Tian's mind was elsewhere. Watching his chess piece fly into his half of the board, Owen calmly moved his advisor to capture it, then smiled and said, "If you're worried, why don't I push you over to take a look?"

Old Tian sighed, "No need. What's meant to happen will happen. We've been through the same thing."

Just as he was about to make his next move, Rongshan suddenly rushed in: "It's terrible, Uncle-Master! Quanxing is attacking the mountain! Everything outside is in chaos!"

Old Tian was startled, then clapped his hands without thinking: "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and go help!"

Rong Shan gritted his teeth, glanced at Owen, and said, "Master told me to guard you, I—"

"Master, I'm enough here. You can go if you want."

Owen's sudden words surprised both Tian Lao and Rong Shan, but in the end Rong Shan still went outside to help.

After a while, Owen suddenly put away the chess pieces and said, "Old Tian, ​​you probably don't know, but in wizarding magic, there is a kind of magic that is strictly forbidden and cannot be used unless under special circumstances. It is called—Leeding Souls. I also know this magic, and I am quite proficient in it. Although I have not used it, I can still clearly sense the malice."

Old Tian was quite surprised. He wasn't afraid, because when Owen said these things, he wasn't looking at him, but at the closed door, and these words were directed at the person outside the door.

Is someone outside?

"Who is it? Why are they too scared to come out?"

The gate opened, and a young Taoist boy walked in. Owen had seen this boy many times before; he was one of the two Taoist boys responsible for taking care of Elder Tian.

"Xiao Yuzi?"

"Master Tian, ​​I'm sorry, I'm not Xiao Yuzi. Let me introduce myself. My name is Gong Qing, the acting leader of Quanxing Sect."

Old Tian was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Amazing! These young people nowadays are truly remarkable. I really didn't see that coming."

Irving chuckled, "Acting Sect Leader, it seems your appearance here indicates you're confident you can take me down?"

Gong Qing turned his gaze to Owen: "No, I must say, I really know nothing about wizards, and I'm not confident I can beat you, so I brought in some help."

Seeing the group of people walk in from outside the gate, Owen nodded: "That's more like it, but acting sect leader, you still underestimate the wizards."

Gong Qing raised an eyebrow: "What do you mean? Do you think you can use mind control to see through other people's malice?"

"No, that's not what I meant, it's that—"

Owen casually placed his hand on Tian Lao's shoulder: "You underestimated the wizard's mobility."

17

As soon as they finished speaking, the two of them miraculously disappeared from the spot.

Apparition!

In this land without wizards, there would naturally be no anti-magic spells. Even if there were the ability to seal space, it wouldn't be able to stop them. So Owen didn't need to fight them at all; he could just leave.

Gong Qing was completely dumbfounded. He really didn't know that the wizard had such a trick up his sleeve!

"Find them, they can't have gone far!"

"YUE!"

Owen was used to the magic's side effects, but Old Tian wasn't. The old man was vomiting uncontrollably, and after a while, he recovered and looked around, asking, "Where are we—where are we?"

"Airport."

"Airport??"

Owen shrugged helplessly: "This Apparition magic, although it can teleport long distances, requires the caster to have a specific location. In this country, the only places I'm familiar with besides Longhu Mountain are this airport."

Which airport is this?

"Beijing Capital International Airport," Owen replied. "It's huge. I arrived a long time ago, but I still got lost in this airport and stayed here for two days and one night. But don't worry, I know it well now. I know where to eat and where to find restrooms."

Old Tian looked at Owen in disbelief and said, "So, you didn't find the exit for two days and one night?"

Irving replied normally, "I was led out by a kind person, but at that time, I was so busy thanking them that I couldn't remember the way."

Old Tian was both angry and amused: "Fine, fine, you push me around and I'll give you directions. What good food can you find in this airport? Let's go out to eat. We've come all this way, we should eat something good."

Irving chuckled, "What? Not worried about Longhu Mountain anymore?"

Elder Tian chuckled and said, "I'm worried, but I know that as long as I'm safe enough, Senior Brother can put down his burden. Little Ou, being a peerless master isn't something you can just call yourself."

Just as the two of them left the airport and finally found a place selling roast duck, they ordered two and were happily eating when the Old Master arrived at the courtyard with his men. Looking at the footprints on the ground and then at the empty room, Rong Shan was speechless.

The old master's killing intent was almost out of control.

Tian Jinzhong was his junior apprentice, the last family member who had stayed by his side for over a hundred years, and the one destined for him.

Now that destiny has vanished without a trace, how can he possibly be in a good mood?

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