Avada Lightning Chain
"Why isn't Sirius Black showing up yet?" Ron complained.
The group sat around the campfire, and Oren even stuck his knife into the fire.
"What's the rush? Ron, just keep holding onto the fake Scabbers. I refuse to believe Sirius Black won't show up."
"Okay," Ron patted the mouse's head.
Oren: "Hey, hey, Ron, don't touch it! If you touch it and the magic wears off, you'll be exposed as a strong, fat rat. You can't fool Sirius Black!"
"If Sirius Black doesn't show up, are we going to spend the whole night feeding mosquitoes?" Hermione asked, hugging her legs.
Oren: "Mosquitoes? Didn't I tell you to wear more clothes?"
Fred, "It's no use."
George: "Oren, move around and feel carefully, is it a little itchy?"
"You know what, it actually does feel a bit itchy," Oren exclaimed in surprise. "Damn it, these mosquitoes have built-in armor-piercing abilities!"
Ron: "Even if Sirius Black comes, how should we catch him?"
"Heh," Oren rolled his eyes at him. "Don't worry, I already have a foolproof plan. Dumbledore, Snape, and Professor McGonagall are hiding all around us."
"With this lineup, even if Voldemort himself came, let alone Sirius Black, he'd be in serious trouble."
"Why don't you mention the You-Know-Who anymore?" Hermione asked.
"The semester is almost over, and I figured he wouldn't be involved this year, so I said I'd say something," Oren said, shrugging.
Harry whispered, "We're basically having a nighttime stroll in front of the professor, it's actually pretty exciting, I must say."
Everyone...
George: "Look, shouldn't the lights be off now? Why are the lights in the Gryffindor Tower on again?"
"Something's not right," Oren commanded. "Harry, where's your Marauder's Map? Open it and see what's going on!"
Harry opened the map excitedly and exclaimed, "It's Sirius Black! My godfather just left the tower and is heading this way!"
Oren???
"Hey buddy! I laid a trap here, and you just used a sneak attack to steal my base?"
A dark shadow darted towards the group. The rat in Ron's arms seemed to sense the danger and struggled to jump to the ground, darting into the Forbidden Forest. The shadow followed closely behind and also disappeared into the Forbidden Forest.
"Chase him!" Oren gave chase, and Hermione followed.
Before the rest of the group could even get up, Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore arrived and stopped them.
Professor McGonagall: "Oren and Hermione have run into the Forbidden Forest; they're in danger."
Snape, who had just arrived, said coldly, "Heh, that little Troll. The Forbidden Forest is the dangerous place."
The two walked through the Forbidden Forest.
"There's a noise coming from the bushes over there in Oren!"
"Don't worry, that Niffler is just out on guard duty; there should be other hidden sentries nearby."
The little witch was bewildered. "Why is the Niffler being so cautious?"
Oren...
"Hey, you know Hermione's Forbidden Forest isn't very safe, it's better to be careful."
"That's really strange. I remember the Niffler in the book wasn't like this," Hermione said, looking around. "Oren, are we going to get lost? And could we slow down a bit?"
"No, I told Bane that there might be escaped convicts sneaking into the Forbidden Forest, possibly even Animagus."
"Given his personality, now even a stranger dog passing through the Forbidden Forest would get shot in the rear with an arrow."
"But the Forbidden Forest is so vast, where are we supposed to find it, Oren?"
"The rat has a tracking device. Hermione, hurry up and catch up; it should be up ahead."
"Is Sirius Black here?" Hermione asked, looking around.
"That's right," Oren said, pulling out a brass megaphone and shouting, "Sirius Black, I curse your ancestors! Pshaw, pshaw, pshaw, that's not appropriate!"
"I'm saying you've already made your move, so give me a straight answer: surrender or not!"
Hermione tugged at Oren's sleeve and said, "Look behind that tree."
Sirius Black stared blankly at the dead rat in his hand, an arrow still stuck in the left side of its rear end.
"Poor fake Scabbers, it's gone." Oren led Hermione closer to Sirius Black.
Hermione: "Sir, you actually already..."
Before Hermione could finish speaking, Oren knocked her down with a baseball bat.
"Damn it! You sneaked into Gryffindor twice and offended Professor McGonagall, and you think you can just leave? Get out of here!"
"Um... Oren, we're in trouble!" Hermione exclaimed in horror, pointing to a group of spiders larger than carriages in the distance.
Oren was completely bewildered, not understanding why wild monsters were bothering him, but since he was already there, he might as well farm these spiders before leaving.
By this time, the Acromantula had surrounded them, forming a cheese sandwich between two groups.
"Petrificus Totalus!"
Hermione's spell didn't deal any damage; at most, it made the Acromantula gates retreat a few steps.
"Oren! Do you have any ideas?!" Hermione cried out anxiously.
"What's the panic, little witch? It's just a few little spiders! Don't rush, let the curse spread a little longer."
"What curse?" Hermione struggled to repel the Acromantula with a spell.
Oren snatched Hermione's wand and chanted the spell, "Avada Gnaw-a-Melon!"
A beam of green light as thick as a wrist struck one of the leading Acromantula. The spider fell to the ground, and countless beams of green light erupted from its body, killing all the surrounding Acromantula.
The little witch gaped in surprise, staring blankly at the spider-like creatures scattered on the ground.
"This... this is the Killing Curse from the Unforgivable Curses?"
Oren proudly put his hands on his hips and said, "I'm not pretending anymore, I'm coming clean. Guess why the headmaster gave me special privileges? With my magical talent, even Grindelwald and Voldemort combined at this age aren't as strong as me."
After stammering for a while, the little witch finally managed to say, "Alright, you're young and promising."
"By the way, Hermione, you'd better go back and practice your spells a few thousand times, otherwise someone might just cast a Prior Incantato and you'll be living in Azkaban's private room."
"Then why are you using my wand? Oren, don't you usually not use your wand to cast spells?" the little witch snapped.
"Calm down, I'm just using my wand to limit my magic power. I'm afraid I'll fry these spiders into spider paste and we'll be covered in it."
Hermione stared at Oren in confusion. "Then why not? If you fry it into a paste, who would guess it's the Killing Curse? Wouldn't that be cleaning up the mess?"
"Huh?" Oren for a moment, then gave a thumbs-up and said, "Hermione, you're destined for great things!"
Hermione rolled her eyes at him, then pulled out a handful of candy. "I don't have any sunflower seeds here, you'll have to make do with this candy."
Oren...
The two walked out of the Forbidden Forest, with an unconscious Sirius Black floating behind them.
"Aren't you afraid Oren the Ministry of Magic will find out you used the Killing Curse and send you to Azkaban?"
"Impossible, Hermione. Even if a wizard as excellent as me were to be caught by accident, I'd be at the level of Nurmengard."
Hermione...
"Doesn't Headmaster Dumbledore care about you?"
"Of course he cares! Every time I research these spells, he always stands silently by my side, protecting me."
Hermione...
Dumbledore: I didn't say a word when I saw them.
"The spell used to deal with Dementors is a modified version of the Cruciatus Curse. You tell me how effective it is; right now, the only Wizarding World who can deal with them is me, um, plus Dumbledore."
Hermione asked curiously, "The Dementors howled all night that day, were you disciplining them?"
"It wasn't me, it was Dumbledore did it," Oren began to explain why Dumbledore was the biggest black sesame dumpling in the Wizarding World.
Just as the two were discussing the different ways to close the door, Snape burst out, snatched the lying Sirius Black, and dragged him out of the Forbidden Forest while punching and kicking him.
"Wow, that was ruthless. That punch must have been partly due to personal grudges," Oren remarked.