I, Hogwarts Second Week

"Wenda Sanchez? Wow! Irving, is she a relative of yours?" Justin turned to look at Irving from the podium.

The excitement on his face was palpable, as if he had discovered a new world.

On the Gryffindor side, Harry Ron craned his neck and kept looking at him and Wenda.

Especially Harry's green eyes.

There was a different kind of emotion, as if something was stuck in his throat.

The whole person exudes a strong sense of alienation.

Mingming - Mingming just said that you are an orphan like me!

Why did a relative appear in the blink of an eye?

Owen - don't you want me anymore?

The above is all the little theater in Hannah's mind.

Her eyes wandered back and forth between Owen and Wenda, and she said, "I think you guys look quite similar."

"Heheo(*￣︶￣*)o"

Owen looked at the two friends who suddenly became interested, his expression changed, and then he nodded happily and said: "Ah! Yes, yes, she is the neighbor of my third aunt's niece's cousin. Grandma’s daughter.”

"I'm going to visit relatives in a few days." He said nonsense seriously.

It made Hannah almost laugh out loud.

"They don't know you, how can you visit relatives?" She said angrily.

Sometimes she cares more about Owen's image than he does himself.

This is a new professor, a rare new face

Anyway, Owen has already won the title of the most carefree little wizard in Hogwarts from the old professor.

In front of the new professor, it is better to maintain the image a little bit.

At least stick with it for a few months (cross out) a month.

"It's a visit to relatives! Let's explore and kiss, isn't it?" Owen said it didn't matter, "Besides, don't you know what I'm capable of?"

"After two weeks, regardless of whether we kiss or not, she will call me "Good Saint Sun!"

"Did you see the three deans angrily denounced the officials of the Ministry of Magic that day? Teacher Meow didn't say anything, but in his heart, I was very important, and Professor Flitwick, I was his best student! Sprague Professor Special will not mention it, she is planning to let me take over as the dean!"

"???"

"But wasn't Professor Snape present that day? Professor Sprout was still in the castle at that time." Hannah squinted her eyes, as if she had lost her memory.

"Snape?" Owen opened his mouth wide with a surprised expression.

He reached out and touched Hannah's forehead, and then said suspiciously: "Do you have a fever? What about Snape? Where can he be? It's obviously Professor Sprout, okay? She used a lot of biting cabbage to protect her. Train, Justin was even bitten!”

After saying that, he looked past Hannah and towards Justin.

"Yeah~" he said with a smile.

Then with a sad face, he asked with concern: "Is the wound still there?"

"Yes." Justin had an idea and immediately opened his mouth.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Owen nodded happily.

"Just let you stay with the Hufflepuff trio for one more night!"

He said kindly.

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"Okay, I think the important things have been said." Dumbledore opened his hands, "Let's start eating!"

The next moment, the golden plates and goblets on the empty table were suddenly filled with food and drinks.

This is where a sumptuous meal begins.

The next few days.

As if overnight, Owen became a celebrity like Dumbledore and Harry Potter.

After the morning Charms class.

As noon approaches, the auditorium is filled with flying owls.

Letters fell from the sky like rain.

The senders come from all over the world, including Owen's admirers and his doubters.

Of course, there were also some who clamored to send him private photos, but they were all intercepted by Hannah.

Ahem, he didn't see any of them anyway.

I just saw that the stove in the common room was lit for a while at night.

In addition, major newspapers have also published reports on him one after another.

The Daily Prophet used a front-page headline and four pages to describe the battle in detail.

It was as if their reporter was standing nearby.

There was even a huge photo of him taken by Colin on the front page.

The dark sky was filled with lightning and thunder.

The rain was pouring down, and the Dementors hidden in it were like a collapsed sky.

And at this moment when the sky collapsed, as if it was the end of the world, at the end of the earth, a boy with a well-proportioned figure, an excited expression, and a strong mocking look in his eyes raised his wand to the sky.

The next moment, a bright white light suddenly rose from the ground.

A phoenix spreads its wings and flies high, holding up the sky.

And the photo ends there.

To be honest, just looking at this kind of photo, Irving's charm is simply overwhelming.

This is a legendary scene worthy of winning the Pulitzer Prize for Journalism. Owen's temperament in it, his scornful, arrogant, and mocking darkness temperament, can be called a love potion.

Any girl will blush slightly after seeing this photo.

This is no nonsense. Starting from the next day, he received an unprecedented number of pink books from unknown people in the academy.

Unfortunately, he still hasn't seen one.

The fire burned longer today than yesterday.

The Daily Prophet's praise for Irving almost ran out of words in the English language.

They called Owen the most promising wizard in the wizarding world after Dumbledore and Britain's future star of hope.

The legendary wizard sets up his sailboat and sets sail to the sea.

However, Irving's own focus was elsewhere, ahem - Mr. Barnabas Guffey, the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet, really did not use Luna's press release.

They made it up themselves.

The Quibbler is a larger-selling magazine than the Daily Prophet.

Its praise of Irving is even more exaggerated. Almost all the content in the entire issue has something to do with Irving.

Owen can see Luna's name at the bottom of almost every article.

She contributed at least seventy percent of this issue, and Colin contributed the remaining twenty-five.

An entire photo album of his was published on it.

The cover is the front page photo of the Daily Prophet.

With more substantial content than the "Daily Prophet" and an introduction to Irving's life, it is conceivable that this issue of "The Quibbler" will definitely sell out, at least far more than the "Daily Prophet" of the same period called him a break-up Fudge is a conspiracy hero and a strong guardian of Hogwarts.

In addition, even some academic magazines have reported on Irving.

"Transfiguration Today"

Front Page: The Unparalleled Patronus Charm.

By dismantling the magic of the Patronus Charm, they demonstrated how terrifying it was for Owen to be able to exert such a powerful physical protection.

Of course, his influence is currently limited to the United Kingdom, and reports about him in the European continent of Ocean Countermeasures have not caused much waves.

Most foreign wizards attribute such reports to fairy tales or Lord of the Rings stories.

But whether it is suspicion or praise, for the current Irving.

It's not as practical as giving bonuses directly.

——Don’t ask, just ask because I, the Dark Lord, don’t despise that little bit of honor.

"I am determined to change the magical world. This small honor is not worth bowing to."

Old Dengtou still won his heart so much that he applied to the Ministry of Magic overnight to award him a Second Class Merlin Order.

Ahem—mainly because the second-level Merlin Order has a bonus of one thousand gold galleons!

The day after he got the medal, he hung it on his chest. Whenever he passed by the little wizard, he would open his robe to reveal the medal on his chest. Irving almost had the words "I am indifferent to fame and wealth" engraved on his face.

(The medals include: two Academy Special Contribution Medals, a Second Class Merlin Medal, and a Student Union President Medal.)

Professor Sprout was so happy that he almost fainted when he learned that his student had won the Order of Merlin.

That night in the Hufflepuff common room, the professor held a lively investiture ceremony for him!

All the Hufflepuff wizards were present.

Amid everyone's warm applause, the professor put the purple-gold ribbon and metal medal on Owen's shoulders and chest.

"boom!"

The fireworks bought from the Weasley twins were lit by Susan.

Dots of blue mist slowly emerged, and the fires suddenly illuminated like star explosions, and then stars of other colors illuminated one after another.

A strange magical light illuminated the entire Hufflepuff common room. Professor Spratt, who couldn't hide his excitement, hugged him into his arms, sobbing with tears in his eyes.

The little wizards present all had tears in their eyes.

Thursday,

Early in the morning was Potions class, which Owen loved to hear.

He arrived at the classroom early.

Then

It was eight-sixty in the morning.

When the clock moved slightly, jumping from eight to nine, the Batman familiar to countless young wizards broke through the door and walked into the classroom.

As we all know, Professor Snape is a good teacher with both virtue and skill. He is approachable and often gets along well with his students.

Rewards and punishments are clear, and the students praise him for being selfless.

He was affable and the other professors liked him very much.

As long as Professor Snape is around, the atmosphere inside and outside the classroom is filled with joy. (Lupine said, Neville, you did a great job!)

However, it is undeniable that even saints have some small shortcomings.

Just a little bit, a tiny bit of jealousy

It starts with the shining Medal of Merlin on Owen's chest.

"It's on sale! It's on sale! The Merlin Medal is on sale! Don't be nine-nine-eight, don't be five-five-eight, make friends, give me face, a second-level Merlin Medal only costs - kick, kick, stare - a thousand nine hundred ninety-nine!"

This is the second day after Irving sold his badges.

It's a pity that he lowered the price from 5,999 to 1,999, but still no one bought it.

This piece of iron is going to fall into his hand!

"boom!"

The sound of huge feet kissing the wooden door was heard, and the entire Potions classroom trembled.

The little wizards immediately straightened their backs and sat down, as if each of them had an m1917 American-made Smith \u0026 Wesson pressed against their waists.

"Five points from Hufflepuff." A familiar and gloomy voice sounded.