thefictionvixens Chapter 108 Exposing the Dark Secrets
Chapter 108 Exposing the Dark Secrets
Chapter 108 Exposing the Dark Secrets
The sixth-grade students are all about to become adults and can no longer be called "little wizards". They all passed the ordinary wizard exam last year and are already qualified wizards. The reason they need to study for two more years is to have a better future for themselves.
Once Irving loosened his grip, the students naturally stopped being so polite.
The three groups were not too spread out, but rather formed groups of three, with less than five meters between each group, like a comb, searching through the forbidden forest.
The centaurs and the eight-eyed giant spiders, on the other hand, consciously guarded the boundary of the Forbidden Forest, preventing anyone from entering or leaving.
The result was excellent; before dawn even arrived, all fifteen poachers were caught without exception.
When Owen arrived, the poachers' eyes were still filled with panic. Merlin, heaven knows why there were so many disarming curses, sleeping curses, and even some minor evil curses. The worst one of them had his front teeth almost growing to his feet, but he was still dancing non-stop!
"Excellent!" Owen glanced at the poachers before turning his gaze to the students. "Your efforts to protect Hogwarts will surely be rewarded. This operation will be included in your letters of recommendation, and you will also receive an additional sixty points in your sorting!"
The students left happily, while Owen clapped his hands lightly, and countless giant eight-eyed spiders appeared. Owen pointed at the poachers and said, "They're yours now. I have only one request: eat anything that can't provide any value."
Owen's hatred for poachers wasn't because he was particularly noble, but because he felt that poaching essentially meant that such wizards were utterly worthless.
Holding a magic wand and wielding magic, all he thinks about is poaching to make money.
They're already beyond human, yet they still dare not violate the secrecy law. Even messing with a few rich Muggles would be safer than the Forbidden Forest.
Such a person is fundamentally stupid and completely useless.
Giving it to the giant eight-eyed spiders is a way to give them a little treat, so that they'll be more attentive when guarding the Forbidden Forest.
As dawn approached, a fist-sized, eight-eyed spider found Owen. Good heavens, of its eight legs, six were trembling.
Irving patted the big cat and then the little snake. The cat and snake were a bit paranoid. What was there to guard against about such a small spider?
Once they left, the little spider recovered considerably, making a rustling sound. Owen's eyes lit up when he heard this; he truly hadn't expected that one of those people would actually provide such valuable information.
The Death Eaters are secretly gathering, but instead of causing trouble, they are searching for graves.
Well, it seems Voldemort really doesn't have many people left. He can't even handle something this simple. Should I secretly send some people to help him out?
Owen thought about it and decided to give up. The less efficient the Death Eaters were, the more likely Voldemort would think of Azkaban's henchmen after his resurrection, and the more useful his prepared surprise would be.
But now, he needs to prepare for the second round of the competition on February 24th. This competition will be held in the Black Lake, where the contestants will have to rescue hostages from the fishmen underwater. This time, the competition will be a test of pure magical skills. However, Owen did not expect that the contestants would find out the details of the competition as soon as he did.
When Irving arrived at Black Lake, ready to discuss the competition with the fishmen, he discovered that Principal Karkaroff was having Viktor practice swimming in the lake.
Owen floated on the water's surface, while Karkaroff completely ignored his presence, continuing to teach Viktor what kind of magic would make things easier for him in the water.
With a cold laugh, Owen's body sank towards the surface of the water. Karkaroff glanced at the still water and his face instantly darkened.
Owen is a unique figure who is not well-known among the general public, but he is extremely famous in various magic schools. Not to mention anything else, Hogwarts' graduation excellence rate has been increasing year by year, and last year it even reached an unprecedented 92% excellence rate.
The professors at Hogwarts haven't changed. The only difference is that the school has a junior teaching assistant. As for Owen's abilities, you don't even need to witness them firsthand; just look at who his teachers are to know.
To outsiders, Karkaroff was the headmaster, but only the Death Eaters knew that this headmaster was terrified of Voldemort to the core.
Owen's cold laugh at the Water family, tinged with three parts mockery, three parts indifference, and four parts disdain, made Karkaroff quite uncomfortable. He decided that after his master was resurrected, he would ask his master for help to capture this little wizard and torture him to death!
What Karkaroff didn't know was that in Owen's mind, this headmaster wouldn't live much longer either; keeping him around was simply to wait for him to turn the Goblet of Fire into a key.
At the bottom of Black Lake, Owen was surrounded by merfolk. He conveyed the details of the competition to them and magically displayed portraits of the contestants. Finally, he pointed at Viktor and told the merfolk that this person should be kept at the bottom of the lake for at least two hours, but his life must not be taken.
The fishmen were delighted and all agreed that it was no problem. They also agreed that Cedric would come in first place, Fleur in second, Harry in third, and Viktor in fourth.
Rules are meant to be followed. When someone starts breaking the rules, Owen won't stick to them either. If word gets out that he's being bullied by outsiders at Hogwarts, how can he face anyone?
During the entire game, Irving sat on the referee's bench. When he saw Cedric, looking completely bewildered, floating up from the water with the hostage in his arms, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.
The fishmen were incredibly helpful. They promised Cedric would be first, and he had to be first. Only two fishmen remained with the hostage. One of them even found Cedric, who had just entered the water and wasn't yet in the zone, and pulled him down to the bottom of the lake. Halfway down, they encountered another fishman holding the hostage. The other fishman shoved the hostage into his arms, and the two of them pulled him up to the surface.
So from start to finish, Cedric didn't even take three minutes, and his second match ended just like that.
On the referee's stand, Dumbledore stroked his beard and smiled, Owen rested his chin on his hand and smiled, Madam Maxim shook her head and smiled bitterly, and Karkaroff had a black face throughout.
This is no longer a shady deal; it's blatant cheating. But they can't even raise an objection because there's no evidence. Everyone says luck is part of skill, so who can't say that Cedric was lucky today?
The second one to emerge from the water was Furong. She also looked bewildered because she was a bit slow at solving the problem. The impatient fishman couldn't stand it, so he pulled her to skip the problem-solving process, let her find the hostage, and then sent her on her way.
Although it took her more than ten minutes, she was indeed in second place.
Principal Maxim's face lit up with a smile. She dropped the pretense and, with a quick movement, pulled Owen into her arms.
Ha finally managed to rescue the hostages in half an hour, thanks in no small part to the mermaid's help.
But whether the match was over didn't depend on the first-place finisher, but on the last-place finisher. Viktor hadn't appeared, and Karkaroff's face grew increasingly grim. They waited for two hours, and finally, it was the hostages who brought Viktor up.
Everyone was laughing, but Karkaroff's face turned as black as charcoal. When he looked at Owen with his malicious eyes, he found that Owen was staring at him, not flinching at all. In the instant Owen got up to leave, Karkaroff clearly saw a flash of murderous intent.
This little guy actually wants to kill me?
How dare he?
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