A ruined Hogwarts

The next morning, the sky was overcast. The enchanted ceiling of the auditorium was a hazy lead-grey, looking low and depressing.

Owen sat down at the long table to dine listlessly. The cloudy day without warm sunshine made his mood less bright.

The little wizards were all discussing what happened last night, and the buzzing conversation in the auditorium was like ten thousand bees flying around.

The students happily exchanged and boasted about their experiences. Hufflepuff's Justin Finch-Fletchley patted his chest and assured himself that he had been scratched by an invisible beast, although there were no wounds on his body, while Gryffindor's Ron Weasley boasted loudly In recognition of his feat of kicking away a big-antlered deer, even Draco vividly recounted the thrilling scene last night, and described with added detail how he managed to remain calm in the face of danger...

From everyone's conversations, it seems that in addition to the Slytherin students who were in danger yesterday, the Gryffindor people were also chased by a five-legged monster. Fortunately, Dumbledore arrived in time to save them. They were spared casualties. The other two colleges had a near miss, with only a few unlucky ones being stung by Billywig bugs and other unknown bugs.

Halfway through breakfast, Dumbledore came in and said something, telling everyone that the magical animals that appeared in the castle last night had been subdued by the professors. The cause of the accident would be found out soon, so everyone should not worry about it.

However, Owen caught a glimpse of Quirrell peeking behind Dumbledore from a distance, and was deeply suspicious of Dumbledore's words.

"However, since some little guys are very good at hiding, we are not sure if there are any missing ones. If anyone finds a fish that has slipped through the net, please inform the professor to deal with it... Although they are not very dangerous, the probability of being killed by them is also It can't be zero." Dumbledore said with a mischievous wink.

"Finally, since everyone was a little frightened last night, everyone can take a day off today. Please enjoy an unexpected weekend." He said.

Many little wizards instantly beamed, forgetting last night's fear. At the Gryffindor table, Hermione pouted dissatisfiedly.

"Of course, the lessons missed today will be made up in the next few days." Dumbledore added with a smile.

The smiles on the little wizards' faces disappeared.

Anyway, that wraps up the Halloween stuff. Apart from the professors who had been busy all night and Madam Pomfrey at the campus hospital who was too busy to find anything, Hagrid was probably the only one who was very happy to have harvested a lot of cuties.

"Professor Snape is injured!" Harry said with a worried look. Last night, the dean stood alone behind them, and his ability to block the Chimera beast with ease touched him deeply, which made him identify more with the always gloomy dean.

"The dean is so powerful, what kind of animal can hurt him?" he pondered.

Owen glanced at Snape, who was limping, and then turned his attention to Quirrell, who was shying away from Snape. Quirrell's face was extremely pale today, with big dark circles under his eyes, and his body was shaking slightly, as if he was still immersed in the shock of last night and had not recovered.

"Looking at Quirrell like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for too long." Owen touched his chin and smiled lowly, "Oh my, why am I gloating? It's obvious that I will be the unlucky one after he is gone, haha... …”

Looking at Owen with a weird smile on his face and feeling the low pressure lingering around him, Harry and Draco couldn't help but move a little further away from him.

"Owen, just leave last night's matter to the professors, so you don't have to hold grudges..." Blaise patted his shoulder seriously.

"Huh? I don't hold a grudge." Owen gave him a blank look.

That’s weird! You're almost feeling black, okay? People around him looked askance at him.

Owen tapped the table thoughtfully, an elegant and gentle smile appeared on his face in time, and his whole person seemed to have turned into an angel who had fallen into the mortal world.

"Eh-" His friends expressed their disgust in unison.

After breakfast, Owen delivered the jar containing birds and snakes to Hagrid's hut. Hagrid looked like he hadn't slept all night, but he was in high spirits, smiling so hard that he couldn't even see his eyebrows. Before knocking on the door, Owen seemed to hear an off-key hum.

"Oh, Owen, Harry, come in quickly." Hagrid said enthusiastically, and looked at Draco, Blaise and Daphne who were following behind to join in the fun. He raised his eyebrows and said, "You are Harry's friends, please come in!"

"Draco Malfoy." Draco said his name proudly, his chin raised high. Then he realized that he couldn't see Hagrid's face like this, so he raised his face higher, which looked a little funny.

"I know, Malfoy..." Hagrid muttered. His opinion of the Malfoy family couldn't be any worse. Then he realized that this was not good, so he hastily added, "Oh, I mean, very famous..."

"Of course, my father is a board member of Hogwarts." Draco said in a condescending tone. He also couldn't stand Hagrid. Immediately afterwards, he was secretly kicked in the calf by Harry. His pale face turned red due to the pain, but his expression remained unchanged, with only the corners of his eyes twitching slightly.

Hagrid didn't know what to say. He scratched his head, raised his huge palm and patted Draco's head, crumpling his golden fur into a chicken nest.

"Brace Zabini, Daphne Greengrass." Owen introduced Hagrid with a smile, and pushed Draco, who was about to be stabbed, into the hut.

"Hagrid, we caught a big guy last night." He handed over the jar containing the bird and snake.

Hagrid rubbed his hands excitedly, and carefully opened the lid like a blind box to take a look, and then said with a wide smile: "Oh, Bird Snake! It's so cute, right? Even though its feathers are burnt. It has grown a little, but its recovery speed is not slow, and it will grow back in a few days. Maybe I can keep it in the Forbidden Forest..."

He happily took the little wizards to see the newly opened field behind his cabin. The Chimera beast from last night was lying on the ground, sleeping soundly. The shackles on its limbs had been taken off, and bandages were wrapped on the wounds. In front of it were several cow skeletons that had been chewed up.

"Look, this is Chimera. Look how beautiful he is. He is still a half-grown boy... He has suffered a lot, has great psychological trauma, and is not very friendly to people..." Hagrid blew his nose. , with tears in his eyes, he talked about how difficult it was for the little poor boy in front of him.

The awakened Chimera snorted and sprayed a mouthful of fire at Hagrid, setting his beard and hair on fire.

"Look, what a lively little guy! He is playing with me!" Hagrid waved his hand happily.

The expressions on Owen's and others' expressions were indescribable. The little cutie Hagrid mentioned almost ate them all as snacks last night.

"It's a pity that Dumbledore didn't agree with me keeping it in the Forbidden Forest, so it had to be sent away. Someone from the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures will soon take over..." Hagrid said with great disappointment.

Owen and Harry nodded solemnly, saying in their hearts: The principal did the right thing!

"Okay, come here, I'll show you the five-legged monster, that's a fierce little girl." Hagrid quickly became excited again, "It's a pity that she will also be sent away... Well, too Well, I can't find a companion for her."

Led by the enthusiastic Hagrid, a group of people visited the magical animals that caused a mess in Hogwarts last night. While they were eye-opening, they also learned some useless trivia from Hagrid. For example, Chimaira likes to butt people with its head when acting coquettishly, and when the five-legged monster likes someone, it will hug him whole...

For Merlin's sake, who wants to know if a scary monster comes to you to flirt with you or to taste you?

When they said goodbye to Hagrid and left, the group fell into silence. Even Draco didn't move. He was a little frightened by Hagrid and looked weak at this time.

In the afternoon, two owls clutched a black suitcase and dropped it next to Owen. One of them had a letter in his mouth, which was sent from home.

Owen spread out the letter paper and discerned some scrawled fonts on it. Most of them were useless complaints. I really didn't know why my father talked so much every day.

"...I'm sorry you remembered that there was such a box at home. I spent half a day rummaging through the manor before I remembered that I put it in the house in London...I didn't clean the contents inside. I hope you can make good use of it, and it is best not to let the whole world know that this traceless expansion spell box has not been reported. Although I will not go to jail for this, I am afraid that I will have to write several more documents..."

"And, it's not a one-time thing. Please bring it back intact when you go home, along with your birthday surprise! For Merlin's sake, a potion shop we were in on the black market was robbed a few days ago. He also bought a lot of newly imported medicinal materials. The damn black market clerk was afraid of being held accountable and just took the money from the store and ran away... I don't want to experience another round of losses..."

Mr. Albert Shafiq is still so unconventional, but he still mostly jokes. As the head of the Shafiq family, he is able to run the family's business and connections in a prosperous manner, and his influence is increasing. Mr. Shafiq is not a fuel-efficient lamp. The clerk who took the money and ran away would never get any good results from him.

"But there was a family store in the tent that Voldemort robbed that day?" There were several black lines on Owen's face. "Well, there is another reason to deal with him."