I, Hogwarts Second Week

July 11th, cloudy day.

The sky above London is filled with an indescribable sadness.

As if he was about to burst into tears.

I still don’t know what Professor McGonagall was feeling when she saw Owen return to Hogwarts with Professor Dumbledore, less than two weeks after the summer vacation.

In short, it only took less than a second for Teacher Meow's expression of joy to go out to greet Dumbledore to fall from the clouds to the bottom.

The moment she saw Owen, she turned around and walked back to the castle, as if she hadn't seen Professor Dumbledore.

And Old Dengtou seemed to know his old best friend very well. He patted Owen's little head and smiled like an old naughty boy.

The following days seemed like I was back in school again.

Old Dengtou took him back to Hogwarts. Watching him every step of the way.

And Owen also lived a life where he often went to the principal's office for solitary confinement.

This made Owen think that Dumbledore had seen something.

It wasn't until he said nothing for several days that Owen was convinced that the principal just gave him a summer cram school.

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The Hogwarts castle was much empty without the group of children, just like the weather in July, with few sunny days.

More often than not, there is a hint of gloom that cannot be resolved.

However, Owen was still quite happy. After Professor Sprout learned that he had returned to the castle, he happily ran to him and handed over a batch of new varieties transplanted from the Far East to his care.

And asked him to write an observation diary every two days.

Gan!

What the hell is this inexplicable sense of déjà vu as a graduate student!

Did he still have to go to Snape's place to wash the bottle - the crucible!

Are there any subsidies? Just let me work for nothing!

Owen, who has a stern face, is busier than when he was in school.

Because Professor McGonagall found him with a serious expression one day and asked him to help Hagrid deal with the remaining Acromantulas in the Forbidden Forest.

The Acromantula, which had killed a large number of spiders, completely fell into madness, and Aragog's order was in vain. Moreover, it is also old, and its children do not all listen to it.

The spider swarms that had been repaired for half a year have begun to appear frequently in the outer layer of the Forbidden Forest. This seriously threatens the little wizard's life.

But - why should I do this?

Whoever caused the trouble will solve it!

Why should I do it?

Now write a letter to Harry Potter and ask him to come back to the castle!

But life in the castle is not so boring.

On his second day back at Hogwarts, Owen met a new friend.

A snake, a snake 12 feet long.

Nagini?

Owen recognized the giant python at a glance. He was so familiar with it that no one would be unfamiliar with the snake that often followed Voldemort.

Where did Dumbledore find Nagini?

Isn’t it also an Albanian forest?

Damn it, why is the Albanian forest the tomb where Merlin is buried? Feng shui is so good, how come you can find everything there?

However - with the experience of raising Shirok and Bakar, it is still easy to raise a snake.

Raising one is just to raise them, raising three is just to drive them away, they are pretty much the same.

Hmmmm - leave all the fun to Dobby.

Time flies and it soon comes to the middle of July.

One morning, Professor Dumbledore mysteriously appeared in his dormitory and told him that they were going on a trip.

"Um?"

Owen, who was still in a state of disbelief, was pulled up by the old principal. After getting dressed, he rushed to the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor without even eating breakfast.

"Professor, where are we going?"

In the room, Owen stared at the huge golden building in front of him. Many ancient legends were engraved on the surface, and the door keys floating in the air looked like prayer tubes.

He looked quite excited.

With the old principal's magic power, there is no need to catch the door key if he is just traveling in England.

Using this kind of thing, they can only go to other countries.

"Meeting an old friend?"

"Old friend?" Owen raised his head, looked at Dumbledore with his unsurprised eyes, and said, "I guess it's Nicolas Flamel?"

"Huh? You are very smart." Principal Deng glanced at Owen in surprise.

"Um - I guess there's no pressure at all!"

Are your old friends still guessing?

In Dumbledore's life, the only one who could be called an 'old' friend was Nick.

The rest of the people don't have this qualification yet. Who dares to compete with the golden brittle bones who are over 600 years old?

But - France, Paris.

Are they going to Paris?

Owen was slightly stunned. Since he came to England, he has never been back. Sometimes he even feels that life in Paris is like a dream.

By the way - what was the name of the orphanage where he was staying?

Owen frowned because he suddenly realized that he never seemed to know the name of that place.

But - this is impossible? I have lived there for many years, so there is no way I don’t even know the name of the orphanage.

Now I still remember the little kid who lived on my lower bunk. He was a little loser who couldn't learn addition, subtraction, multiplication and division within ten, no matter how hard he taught him.

By the way, what's his name?

Justin Finch-Fletchley?

Um - No, mother, why did you remember it wrong?

Owen was still struggling, but Professor Dumbledore had already withdrew his gaze.

He grabbed Owen's hand and walked towards the portkey. Then, after a burst of space distortion, they, together with the box Owen carried, disappeared.

The feeling of moving around is very unpleasant, like being squeezed into some kind of pipe.

Different from the wizard's Apparition, the pipe of the portkey is much thicker.

Perhaps this is why portkeys can bypass the restrictions of the Anti-Apparition Curse.

After a burst of dazzling magic special effects, Owen suddenly felt a heavy feeling on his soles.

When I looked up again, I couldn't see a cloud in the distance, it was like a pure sapphire sky.

A breathtaking huge manor appeared ahead.

This place should be located on the top of a certain mountain. Owen can see the vast lawns and mountains surrounding the school. French-style buildings are located among them, full of a different charm.

He and Professor Dumbledore walked along a road paved with marble and flanked by huge windmills on either side.

Along the roadside are flower beds that stretch to the sky, with bright flowers from all over the world.

The most abundant of them is roses. Delicate, different colors, eye-catching.

After crossing a covered bridge woven with roses, they seemed to have entered the ultimate romantic sanctuary in Shakespeare's books.

A Quidditch field appeared on Owen's left. The flags flying around the field were the Beauxbatons school emblem, and above it were two golden crossed wands, with three stars emerging from each wand.

In French, Beauxbatons means "beautiful cane".

The sparkling river runs through the edge of the Quidditch field like a silver ribbon, and on the other side of the river is a dense virgin forest.

Three pegasus with fiery red eyes and golden silver manes that look similar to elephants are lying leisurely by the river. They are all very rare rune horses.

"This is—Bubbaston?"

Looking at the garden and huge fountain in front of him, as well as the vast grassland and rolling mountains around the school, Owen temporarily put aside the chaotic memories in his head.

"It's so beautiful! It feels much better than Hogwarts. Hey! If I hadn't gone to England, wouldn't I be studying in Bubbaston now?"

"Huh?" The old principal glanced at Owen with his blue eyes, his expression strange.

If this brat hadn't been angry with him that day, he would probably feel uncomfortable in his heart.

Well - it seems that he still needs to make his summer vacation more fulfilling.

There happens to be a new batch of magic books coming into the library, and a magic scribe is needed

Owen, who is still unaware of his tragic fate, is admiring the scenery of Beaubaston.

Compared with the natural magnificence of Hogwarts, Beaubaston is much softer, with traces of artificial decoration everywhere, but it has to be said that the artistic level of the old Parisians is still very high. Those gardens and other designs quite beautiful

"Wow! Look, that's Dumbledore!"

"Yes, yes! Dumbledore alive!"

"Grey beard, gray robe, look! That look in his eyes makes him look like a top wizard."

"Who is that boy next to him?"

"I don't know, maybe a Hogwarts student."

After walking across the covered bridge, there were suddenly many students wearing gorgeous silks around.

It's already the middle of July, why are the schools in the old revolutionary areas not on vacation yet? Are they so oppressive?

Owen didn't understand, but that didn't stop the many girls around him from continuing to comment on him, "You look so handsome!"

"I'm just a little young, if I were a few years older"

"I just like this little shota——"

"Hey, the little boy over there, does he have a girlfriend?" A shout suddenly came from the silvery laughter.

Hiss - As expected of the children of the Romantic City, they are much bolder than the students of Hogwarts.

However, a little boy like him, who is dull, not good at speaking, and also socially intimidated, would definitely not be able to withstand such enthusiasm, so Owen raised his voice and responded loudly: "No! Sister, do you want to marry me? ?”

Hearing the sound, the girl was stunned for a moment, and then crisp laughter broke out among the girls.

After she came to her senses, she was not shy at all, and then shouted: "Okay! Sister, I'll wait for you, let's grow a few years older!"

"Now! It's a deal, I - Harry Potter! I'm the most honest, I just believe whatever others say!" Owen opened his eyes and continued to talk nonsense: "Youth's promise!"

"Wow! Is it Harry Potter?" The little wizards around suddenly broke into a heated discussion.

"Harry Potter? Who is that?"

"Oh my God, the Boy-Who-Lived, the only person to survive the Killing Curse, don't you even know that?"

"My parents are both Muggles, and I have never been exposed to the magical world, so of course I don't know."

"Harry Potter, he is Harry Potter."

"Dumbledore and Harry Potter, the two most famous people in Britain."

Damn it, I have never seen such a ridiculous purchase. The store will open tomorrow, but he just went to buy things today. More than two hundred items need to be uploaded to the cashier system. Good guy, I'm working overtime like crazy. People are numb.