I, Hogwarts Second Week

Owen jumped onto the table, put his hands behind his back, and raised his head arrogantly.

"This is Beauxbatons?"

"For those who don't know, you think this is a gathering place for dark wizards? They are all rubbish, and you still have to use dark magic to deal with me, a weak, pitiful and helpless third-year wizard? You have totally embarrassed Nicoléme. Got it!"

"What did you say!" All the little wizards around him stood up angrily, all of them staring angrily!

They looked at Owen and wanted to bite him to death.

"What? You don't accept it! Come out and challenge me!" Owen raised an international friendly gesture towards him in an extremely noisy manner.

"After all, you are too weak! Too weak! I don't even have the desire to take action. How did you become such a waste?" Owen shook his head in disdain.

"If I were you, I would have killed you with a piece of tofu."

"What did you say! Try saying it again!"

"Try it!!!" Owen looked at him sideways, "What did I say!"

"That's enough!" At this time, Fu Rong, who couldn't bear it anymore, became gloomy and finally couldn't sit still.

She stood up slowly, it was like God - ah - no, Merlin - um - that's not right either - then, Nick Flame's carefully carved face was covered with frost.

"Although Vianney was wrong, you should not insult our Beauxbatons."

She directed several boys to carry the embarrassing guy out of the auditorium.

Then he stared closely at Owen and said seriously and bluntly: "You have insulted our Beauxbatons over and over again, and you must pay the price today!"

"The price, can you beat me?" Owen chuckled.

Didn't care at all.

"Can't beat it?" A trace of determination flashed in the witch's eyes, "So what, I will definitely make you pay the price. Definitely!" Holding the wand with the core of her grandmother's hair, Hibiscus almost shouted and used the wand. The words were shouted.

"So, you still can't beat me! How can you still roar, and then use the magic protection and disarming spell of love to kill me? I am the head of Hogwarts, you can kill me, I'm so powerful Meow ate the table on the spot."

Owen pointed to the table at his feet and jumped down. Then with a wave of the magic wand, the table was burned clean. Of course, something like Flag is not necessary.

It would be embarrassing if the opponent exploded and knocked him out.

"But I have a good idea."

Owen suddenly smiled mysteriously, picked up the still confused Hermione and walked towards the outside of the auditorium.

"Come on, let's challenge each other outside!"

He glanced at Sister Fleur provocatively, and then raised the corners of his mouth slightly. His voice and smile seemed to have a sharp knife piercing the hearts of the little Beauxbatons wizards. They were so angry that they didn't think about it at all, and just gathered around and followed. out.

Outside the courtyard, in the flower garden, Owen and Hermione were confronting everyone.

Before Fleur could speak, he was the first to speak up: "Don't say I bully you, I, Owen, never fight with women."

"The person next to me, Miss Hermione Granger, the fourth house of Hogwarts, the head of Gryffindor, the favorite student of Professor McGonagall of Transfiguration, Professor Flitwick, the Professor of Charms, gives the best to the students with the highest expectations. , Gryffindor is known as the House of Courage, and is the most powerful in the whole academy." Owen opened his mouth, and when he caught Gryffindor, he would brag wildly. Regardless of whether the other party believed it or not, he believed it!

"And Miss Granger is the spiritual successor of Godric Gryffindor. She is not inferior to Sister Fleur, Chief Beauxbatons, right?"

"What do you mean!" There was a serious look in Furong's moon-like eyes. Although the little witch looked flustered, since the devil spoke so highly of her, she must not be a simple person!

"If you can defeat her, I will immediately apologize to Beauxbatons in front of all of you." Owen crossed his arms and crossed his chest, "But, if you lose, haha——"

"I won't lose!" Fleur raised her wand and pointed at Hermione from a distance.

"Don't be so confident! Miss Granger is very strong." Owen said lazily. He opened his hand holding his chest and stretched it behind his back, grabbing Hermione's hand and slapping it down.

You are strong, believe me. Owen turned around and gave a look.

Seeing this, Hermione looked confused.

What are you talking about! I can't understand a word of it!

Worried about SPX hard isolation room?

"How about it, do you dare to take it?"

"What don't I dare to do?"

"Okay, I just like a cheerful girl like you!" After saying that, Owen raised his feet to get out of the duel field, but until he stepped back, Hermione's hand was still holding on to the corner of his clothes and wouldn't let go.

At first, he thought the little girl was shy.

Owen, who was a little confused, frowned and looked at Hermione, shouldn't be!

The three courtyards besieged Ravenclaw Tower, and she was the one who led the charge.

Afterwards, there was a fierce battle in the four courtyards, and Hermione even overpowered the senior wizards. Her spells were fast and tricky, and she was able to dominate the world by herself.

Otherwise, why would he let Hermione duel with Fleur?

"Is there a possibility, I mean, maybe, maybe, that I don't understand French well?" Hermione squinted her eyes and stared at Owen with an unfavorable expression.

Although she looked confused throughout the whole process, from the expressions and postures between the two, it could be roughly inferred that this guy must have caused trouble again.

Hermione didn't quite understand this. He was obviously unfamiliar with this place, so couldn't he just be a little calmer?

They can't stop until they are hunted down by everyone in the college?

"Oh! It's okay. I just agreed to a wizard duel for you. Relax, I'll beat Slytherin and the others the same way I usually beat them today - well, it's not easy for Sister Fleur to do it with her pretty face, um. Forget it - —Anyway, you should exercise caution."

"???" Hermione was stunned when she heard the sound.

You agreed to a duel on my behalf?

Why is your face so big!

If you want to die, please go by yourself, don't take me with you.

Save me a moment. Professor Dumbledore will come over and hurt me when he beats you!

And - what Hua Rongyue

Hermione turned sideways to avoid Owen's figure and looked over there.

Oh my God - she's so beautiful.

Under the moonlight, the stern-faced Hibiscus seemed like a fairy descending to earth, with a graceful figure, straight and slender legs, and long pale silver hair hanging down on her shoulders, making her look elegant and refined.

She is like a white rose in full bloom, making people unable to take their eyes away. Hermione's eyes suddenly glazed over.

"Hey! Come to your senses!" Owen snapped his fingers in front of Hermione several times, and the little girl struggled out of the beauty of others.

"You and her, have you offended someone?" Hermione's cheeks turned slightly red after she came to her senses, and then she subconsciously said good things to her enemy.

There was nothing she could do about it. The image of Owen in her heart was already determined by the words "arrogant and domineering". Hermione subconsciously thought that it was the boy in front of her who was responsible for this.

"She attacked me first, okay?" Owen rolled his eyes at the little witch, and then waved to signal the other party to wait a moment.

The coach is discussing tactical OB!

Then, and so on, the cause and effect of the incident (abridged version) was told to Hermione.

"So that's it!" Hermione finally understood the dispute that started from the British Quidditch game and continued in France. In France, it was the little wizard from Beauxbatons who first caused trouble for Owen. His sister also attacked him secretly.

But—"I didn't bring my wand!"

Hermione whispered.

"What's the big deal - wait, what did you say?" Owen thought he heard wrongly, so he quickly lowered his head and approached her to confirm: "No! You didn't bring your wand? Are you still a wizard? What wizard doesn't carry it with you? With a wand!"

"I just finished taking a shower, okay? You suddenly barged in." Owen suddenly came forward, suffocating the little witch, and her cheeks continued to heat up.

"But, I've already finished pretending."

"How about you use my wand?" Owen took out his 'Elegy'.

"Is that okay?" Hermione took the wand. She had never used other people's wands. Owen's wand was heavy and completely different from her own, which made her completely unconfident.

"Damn it! That's not how you looked when you beat up seven or eight Slytherins by yourself!"

"That's not your fault." Hermione argued angrily.

"Oh, I believe it. You are obviously more excited than me when you beat someone up. After all, you are a Gryffindor. No matter how you pretend, you actually inherit the tyranny from Godric thousands of years ago in your heart."

"We Hufflepuffs are still kind."

"Cruel? Kind - does this word have anything to do with you?" The little witch rolled her eyes and looked at the annoying guy in front of her with disgust.

I really want to punch you violently now!

"Ha ha!"

Being stared at by Hermione's gloomy eyes, Owen felt a little numb, and he backed away with a fake smile.

It seemed that he was afraid of her, and seemed to give way to the opening.

Before leaving, Owen cast his final transformation spell on Hermione!

BGM should sound here:——

In an instant, the magic changed her clothes again. The fluffy, purple dress suddenly tightened, and then two long silks were pulled out from the waist and wrapped around her white legs. The silk transformed into a pair of slim pants. .

The white gauze around her neck suddenly grew in size and transformed into wings in the air.

The unfolded butterfly suddenly waved, and when it fell on her body, it transformed into a white robe.

The little boots on her feet also changed their shape quickly, from high heels to flat soles in the blink of an eye.

"Don't look at it. After all, you are still a young wizard at Hogwarts! You cannot be looked down upon. You are not fighting alone! At this time, Harry, Ron, Justin - well, forget this, Too expensive! Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, and Professor Dumbledore are with you!"

Owen, who was retreating while casting a spell, had already arrived outside the flower garden when he said the last sentence.

"Come on! Granger! Come on! Granger!"

"Granger! Long live L('ω')┘三└('ω')!"

Owen, who was overjoyed, wanted to raise his flag and shout. He had already planned for the battle between the two best witches in the two major schools.

Hey hey hey!

I love watching girls fight.

Real fight: Sister hates~~~