Hogwarts magic is justice

Chapter 38 With a heart full of justice, I shall have no fear.

When they learned that Dumbledore was also there, Ron and Hermione didn't sense anything was amiss and left without a second thought.

They didn't even ask Irving why he wanted to stay...

Hermione, after walking a dozen steps, finally realized what was happening and ran back: "Owen, are you waiting for Dumbledore and Harry?"

"No, I'm waiting for a legendary guy. I want to see what he looks like now..."

Before the words had even finished, a plume of black smoke billowed out of the entrance, and a noseless creature with a gaping mouth burst forth.

Hermione was startled and instinctively hid behind Owen, so she didn't see the green light shining from the little wizard's wand.

Owen learned the Killing Curse a long time ago, back when he didn't even have a wand. But he looked down on the spell, even though it was a sure-kill spell, it could be defended against with physical force...

The Unforgivable Curse is a spell that no magic can resist, but it can be defended against by physical means.

That's why the magical world is full of oddities!

But recently, he has been practicing diligently in the secret room for a while, and he can at least achieve the level of silent casting. He has been waiting for this moment.

Wasn't it supposed to specifically attack souls? Fine, let's test the power of this Killing Curse on the Dark Lord's soul. If that doesn't kill him, then we'll study it more thoroughly and do some in-depth research along the way!

No one has stipulated that there must only be three Unforgivable Curses, right?

One begets two, two begets three, three begets countless, right? If you put in a little effort and spend a little time, you'll eventually produce five, six, seven, or eight of them. Surely one of them will be capable enough to succeed.

If there's still no other way, then we'll have to remove the magic suppressor and show what numerical beauty really means.

The Philosopher's Stone was not stolen, and the possession device was destroyed. The infiltration plan at Hogwarts was completely ruined. Voldemort, who was not very bright to begin with, was now even more insane. But what he did not expect was that there was still the sixth brother lying in wait for him.

The Killing Curse struck Voldemort in his spirit form, but to Owen's dismay, it only made the black smoke more transparent and the screams louder, but it still didn't kill Voldemort.

This killing curse... won't work either!

"let's go."

Owen pulled the little witch behind him to her feet and they walked outside together. When they saw Lou Williams again, he found him cornering Ron against the wall. Ron was trembling with fear, but he was still humming a song.

"Louwei, good dog."

Owen spoke with the three dogs for a moment, then fed them some raw meat before leaving with Ron and Hermione. "Alright, I won't see you off. Remember the action report three days from now, especially yours, Mr. Ron. I don't think you'll make me go to the Gryffindor common room to find you, will you?"

Ron nodded weakly, ignored Hermione, and turned to leave.

But the little witch tugged at Owen's sleeve: "Who...is that?"

"Voldemort, but he possessed Professor Quirrell, which is why Quirrell wears a turban."

Hermione's face was a little pale, but coming from a Muggle family, she wasn't that afraid of the Dark Lord. What she was more curious about was something else: "You used magic, didn't you? I saw green light, that was..."

"Killing Curse".

"My God, Owen, how could you use dark magic? Don't you know that prolonged use of dark magic will corrupt your soul?"

Owen laughed and led her to the headmaster's office. Dumbledore hadn't returned yet, and the portraits of the past headmasters, seemingly asleep, were actually secretly observing the young wizard. They were quite curious: at this time, why was the young wizard bringing a little witch to the headmaster's office?

Want to date? Isn't that a bit too bold?

Hogwarts has been around for over a thousand years, and there are still no young wizards who come to the headmaster's office to date? Ugh, I can't believe it, just thinking about it is exciting!!!

"Dark magic does not corrupt the soul."

Owen poured the little witch a cup of hot cocoa, because that was only available in the headmaster's office.

After watching the little witch take a sip, he smiled and explained, "What can truly be corrupted is the mind. I once discussed this with Mr. Grindelwald. In my opinion, black magic is a combat magic that is simple to learn and has considerable power. After discovering that black magic is easy to learn and use, many people's mentality changes, which is why they seem even more insane."

The little witch frowned and said, "But I've read in books that wizards who are in contact with dark magic for a long time will have their souls corrupted, especially the Killing Curse. Frequent use of it will make wizards bloodthirsty, cruel, and insane... especially after killing someone, it will twist their souls."

Owen laughed, and after a long while, he looked calmly at the little witch and said, "This is a misunderstanding. Of course, killing is wrong, but if the person is extremely evil, like Voldemort, letting him go would be the most heinous crime. Therefore, when using the Killing Curse, you must make sure the other person is someone who absolutely deserves to die. Killing one person could save hundreds of others, so there's absolutely no problem. As for inner demons..."

The young wizard rubbed his chin: "Perhaps the inner demons stem from not killing him?"

Good guy!

Upon hearing such remarks, not only the little witch was dumbfounded, but even the portraits of the past headmasters were stunned!

Why would someone perceive such a cute, well-behaved, and perfect little wizard?

No, that's too dangerous. We must make him change!

The portrait was instantly empty; they had to find Dumbledore and bring him back quickly to correct the young wizard's values!

Hermione was stunned for a moment before cautiously looking at Owen: "Aren't you afraid the Ministry of Magic will come and arrest you?"

"With justice in my heart, I have nothing to fear. Of course, I really want to go to Azkaban for a visit, but I've never had the chance."

The little witch's worldview has collapsed...

She didn't know when she got back to her dorm, how she got into bed, or when she fell asleep.

Owen, on the other hand, sat in the principal's office, waiting for Dumbledore to return.

"Dear Owen, I just heard that you seem to have made some...very dangerous remarks? You..."

Before the old wizard could finish speaking, a flash of red light appeared before him, and Fawkes returned. He then buried his head in the little wizard's arms, rubbing his head against the little wizard's face repeatedly until it was distorted.

"Hehe, Fox still likes you so much, I'm getting a little jealous. By the way, Irving, how about we take another look at this mirror?"

With a wave of his hand, the old wizard's magic mirror reappeared in front of Owen, and as Owen looked at the scene reflected in the mirror, his face suddenly turned slightly red...

The old wizard was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter.