I, Hogwarts Second Week

"I don't trust anyone in this castle to help Black get in."

Despite Dumbledore's efforts to persuade Snape to stop being hostile to Lupin.

But the painful memories of the past have not diminished by half because of the increase of years. On the contrary, the hatred has become deeper and deeper because of the years.

Here, Professor Dumbledore blames himself again.

Just like when he focused all his attention on Gellert and neglected Tom's education so that he could become a new generation of Dark Lord.

Snape's relationship with the Marauders was due to him being busy fighting Voldemort and neglecting to take care of them.

He's always like this!

Doing one good thing will cause another thing to develop in a bad direction.

Back then, he had actually noticed the grievances between Snape and Sirius.

But - just like the endless battle between the two academies.

He just regarded it as healthy competition among the young wizards.

I didn't take those things to heart.

It wasn't until Snape discovered that Lupine was a werewolf and almost lost his life that he noticed that the 'competition' between the four children had gone too far.

But by then it was already too late.

The hatred between several people has become irreconcilable.

As it is now.

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"Which--my mom (crossed out) grandpa has told me since I was a child that it is wrong to speak ill of people behind their backs."

Owen and Professor Lupin came closer, and at this moment, the Headmaster and Snape also noticed them.

"Are you eavesdropping on our conversation?" Snape's eyes kept wandering between the two people, and finally locked on Lupin with a look of hatred.

"I don't think the word steal is used very cleverly. Look~ I have ears, look~" As he said this, Owen opened his big gray eyes and gestured with his delicate ears.

"Shut up, Sanchez!" Snape turned his attention to Owen, "I have to remind you first, don't stay with those unattractive and dangerous people."

"Danger? Are you talking about Professor Lupin?" Owen glanced sideways at Lupine, who had a dull expression next to him, and then said: "The professor looks kind and friendly. I don't see any danger."

"You didn't know his true identity at that time!" Snape said in disgust: "When you know the truth, you will understand how stupid your current sophistry is!"

"Okay, Severus." Dumbledore stopped him. "Owen, you go tell the Hufflepuff students to come to the Great Hall."

"Okay professor, no problem professor!"

After that, Owen walked towards the spiral staircase. When he was about to step on the stone stairs, he turned back and saw Dumbledore, Snape, and Lupin still standing there, not knowing what they were saying.

About ten minutes later.

The young wizards from the four major colleges came to the auditorium.

Owen even went to the library to remind Hermione, who was having trouble with her brain, to go to the auditorium.

In the process, he took back his research project.

Looking at Hermione who was full of questions, confused, eyes numb, and dumbfounded, Owen sighed softly and shook his head.

I have long told you, a high school graduate, not to mess around with graduate school assignments, but you didn’t listen.

Great now!

It was a shock!

———

In the auditorium, the little wizards talked to each other in confusion.

The chirping didn't stop until Dumbledore came in.

Originally, Owen thought that the old principal might want to tell the students about Azkaban.

Since Sirius found out that the prison was empty, the Ministry of Magic must have known about it too.

According to Fudge's temperament, he probably didn't even have time to put on his pants before arriving at Hogwarts overnight. With runny noses and tears, I asked Dumbledore what to do about this!

But the fact is that the old principal just reminded the young wizards that the warning range around the castle has been narrowed.

The number of dementors may need to be increased.

This made the little wizard confused. First of all, Dumbledore hated the Ministry of Magic's influence in Hogwarts.

Besides, it's still a dementor.

The train attack incident is still fresh in my mind!

Why did the number of monsters not only not decrease, but also increase?

Besides, there is no need to summon everyone to the auditorium for this kind of thing!

Wouldn't it be enough for each dean to announce it in the lounge?

"Strange!" Owen stroked his chin and his eyes fell on Dumbledore.

The Ministry of Magic shouldn't be able to handle such a big thing.

After all, just one Sirius who escaped has already caused the entire British wizarding world to panic. Now the entire Azkaban is empty.

Isn’t the magical world going to explode on the spot?

The escaped dark wizards are not trustworthy men and women, and their misbehavior will definitely have a serious impact on the British magical world.

It is expected that the news will be published in tomorrow's Daily Prophet.

This is Owen's guess.

After the meeting in the auditorium.

He watched the old principal and a group of professors leave through the small door next to the rostrum.

Even Wenda, a divine dragon whose head has yet to be seen, is among them.

Uh-oh, that's weird!

Hogwarts monster!

Monster from the Ministry of Magic!

Dumbledore is even weirder!

Is he Grindelwald in disguise?

Every time Wenda and the principal appear together, Owen will have this sense of déjà vu!

And it’s getting stronger!

The next few days.

The chaos that Owen expected did not occur.

He hadn't even seen any news about Azkaban in the newspapers.

It's like someone bought him a hot search.

Various reports about him continued for nearly a month.

Exclusive interview letters from various newspapers and magazines entered Hogwarts one after another.

Due to Dumbledore's request, no reporters could enter the castle.

But they could still exchange letters and complete interviews.

One month!

Even Irving, the talkative king, has nothing to share. In those interviews, he could almost write down what he had eaten today.

Finally, after October.

News of wizards being attacked appeared in the newspapers one after another.

He finally made a hot search!

Phew~~~Hot search is like a besieged city. People outside the city want to get in, and people in the city want to get out.

Thinking that the depth charges were about to go off, Owen ordered the Daily Prophet for a month.

But all the incidents about wizards being attacked.

In the newspapers, it was all an understatement.

It’s like some urban legend!

If there is really irrepressible news and serious magical incidents, they will pin the blame on Sirius.

This man has now become the official trash can of the Ministry of Magic, and any charges for which the murderer cannot be found may fall on him.

In the few days in mid-September, Owen sent a letter to Lucius.

Remind him that it's time to 'invest' in the next Minister for Magic.

Based on the current situation, he speculated that the once hard-line Barty Crouch might make a comeback.

Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that Barty Cratchit Jr. colluded with the Death Eaters and killed his father as a loving father and a filial son.

However, judging from the facts, there is a high possibility that Battiklage will return to the world.

Regardless of the final outcome, the countdown to Fudge’s term has begun.

Irving doesn't think he'll make it through Christmas this year.

After all, it is Britain!

It's tradition to quit your job at Christmas.

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As Halloween approaches, all the talk in school is about Sirius Black.

The discussion focused on how evil and cruel he was.

He was even criticized more than Voldemort for a while.

Everyone has always believed that Harry's godfather is already the most evil dark wizard currently.

And Irving certainly won't sit back and watch Black's reputation continue to be tarnished by these little brats.

Then - on a rainy night, he directed and acted in a scene where he was attacked by Black and Sirius sneaked into Hogwarts.

Overall, the effect is excellent!

For a week in a row, no one dared to 'slander' Black in public. They were all afraid that the 'dark wizard' hiding in the shadows was beside them. If they 'heard' their 'accusations', they would definitely attack in anger. Own.

However, although it did not happen in public, in private, this discussion did not end, but became more and more outrageous.

For example, Owen had heard several versions of the story of Sirius's night visit to Hogwarts all morning. In their stories, Black could become invisible, disguise himself, walk through walls, hide in shadows, and change his appearance. into other things and other skills.

Simply more powerful than Voldemort.

Even Justin, that silly boy, swore that he had witnessed Blake transform into a bush of iris flowers.

That silly girl Susan also helped, saying that she had seen it too.

Later, with Owen's loving care, both admit that they may have just been mistaken.

Maybe it was Sherlock catching mice in the grass.

In addition to the increasingly mysterious rumors, many things have changed in the castle.

For example, they seemed to have returned to the same vigilance as last year. The little wizard was prohibited from walking alone in the castle, was prohibited from getting out of bed at night, and was prohibited from going to the surrounding forests.

It is estimated that they will be banned from leaving the castle soon, just like last year.

"Aba, Aba, Baba~~~"

On Friday, the penultimate week of October, Owen came out of the second greenhouse.

He spent a lot of effort and was just short of performing "The Emperor's Uncle Three Visits to the Thatched Cottage" to Professor Sprout. At any rate, his throat felt like smoke, so she reluctantly agreed to borrow three new varieties of biting cabbage for him to experiment with.

In order to confirm his conjecture, Owen spent almost all his spare time on experiments with those three biting cabbages.

After a busy week, the results are great!

Guess what?

Alas, four plants died.

The extra one was stolen by him.

Professor Sprout almost fainted because of this, but it hindered Owen's good image in her heart. In addition, he won honors for Hufflepuff this year, so she only gave two greenhouses After changing the locks and moving into the second greenhouse, I didn't pursue Owen anymore.

Just now, he was begging the professor to reward him with a few plants for experiments, but Professor Sprout kicked him out directly.

"What are you doing there? You're not trying to steal the money in the merit box, are you?"

When passing by the entrance hall, Owen unexpectedly found Ron standing in front of the statue of Godric Gryffindor and underestimating something.

Immediately, he ran over vigilantly.

"Are you crazy about being poor? You dare to steal your founder's incense money, be careful he won't let you graduate!"

"What are you talking about!" Ron clenched his fists tightly with a ferocious expression, as if someone had dissected the dead mouse in front of him.

Yes, since Ron lost his beloved little mouse, this guy has developed more and more in the direction of a dark wizard.

Anyone who steals his mice looks like a murderer!

The whole crowd was quite speechless.

Who is too busy to do anything to steal your mouse?

"Snape actually asked me to clean the statue of Salazar Slytherin, and he was not allowed to use magic!" He turned back angrily and stared at the other statue on the opposite side from Godric Gryffindor, " Merlin's beard, why didn't Merlin show up and let Black appear in Snape's office, so that he could be like a hero, but at that moment he was a hero and killed the old bat for us!"

"?"

What a wonderful way of punishment!

Learned, learned!

In the future, if the little wizard in Slytherin is unhappy, let him clean the statue of Godric Gryffindor.

"I remember, didn't you Gryffindors have a Defense Against the Dark Arts class with Slytherin this morning?" He then asked.

"Good question!" Ron snorted, "Guess who I saw in Defense Against the Dark Arts class this morning?

Snape!

Do you think this is a tragedy?

No!

The real tragedy is that I have to see him again in the afternoon!

Because the afternoon is Potions class with the Slytherins! Merlin's beard! I've been really unlucky this year! "

"Snape? Are you guest-starring as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor again?" Owen was stunned, and then thought of Professor Lupine's arrival on those days of the month.

"It's okay, at least half of your wish will come true."

"What?" Ron asked with a frown.

"Don't you know? Of course, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts will bring misfortune. It's okay to teach once or twice, but as time goes by, the professor of this course will definitely lose his life in the end!"

"I'm not kidding Owen. Professor Lupine didn't come to class. It must have been Snape's fault. Do you remember that Hermione said a few days ago that she saw him preparing a potion for Professor Lupine? He must be there What was in that potion?!" Ron stared at his eyes seriously and said gloomily.

"Um - I'm curious as to why Hermione saw Snape mixing potions for Lupine. What a good guy, he stole Snape's collection and got addicted!"

"What stealing~" Ron was frightened.

He stared at Owen in surprise.

I couldn't help but be shocked!

Did Owen know about Hermione brewing the Polyjuice Potion last year?

At this time, Harry also emerged from the front of the auditorium, holding a black and shiny mop in his hand, which might have been used by Filch to clean the toilet.

Owen guessed.

Behind him, Hermione followed, with a basin of water floating beside him.

She looked leisurely and contented, becoming more and more proficient in the wandless levitation spell.

Sure enough, after giving up reading comprehension of the title of her experiment, she was given a new lease of life!

"I just happened to see it! Don't slander me!" Hermione placed the basin of water at Ron's feet and said pretending to be serious.

"Also, Ron! No matter how bad Snape is, he would never poison other professors."

"How is it impossible? It's not fatal. He is a master of potions. He can control the dosage. For example, it's not easy to make Professor Lupine unable to get out of bed in the morning." Ron shouted loudly, "He has always wanted to teach this class. , look at what he did in class, spent half the class criticizing Professor Lupine’s teaching methods, and then spent the remaining half of the class asking us an incomprehensible question.”

"Werewolf!"

Ron continued to accuse: "Snape has been asking us how to identify werewolves, as if he was attacked by a werewolf, just like first-year Quirrell said he was attacked by a vampire. And Hermione clearly knows the answer, He just wouldn't let her answer, and kept asking questions and causing trouble for Harry. I couldn't help it, so I asked him if he didn't want to know the answer, why did he keep asking us."

"Then."

"And you came to clean the statue?" Owen teased.

But Ron seemed not to see Owen's joking eyes. He turned to look at Godric's statue, then clasped his fists and continued to make a wish there: "Black appears in Snape's office, Black appears in Snape's office." Snape's office, Black shows up in Snape's office."

"."

"At least Snape taught us something useful." Hermione had a different idea about this. "Look at the first-year Quirrell and Lockhart. At least Snape has real materials. ."

"Oh! Thank you, Hermione. Thank you for remembering that Lockhart has no real qualities and is just a waste." After losing the mouse, Ron, who had been in a violent state, sneered and then retorted.

"." The little witch narrowed her eyes for a moment, and her expression became unkind, "Are you looking for a beating?"

Hermione, who is a master of magic (casting spells without a wand), doesn't tolerate him.

In the increasingly fierce house struggle at Hogwarts, everyone is gradually becoming irritable.

"Ha!" Ron snorted coldly, as if showing weakness, and then stopped saying anything.

He just silently took the mop from Harry's hand, picked up the basin at his feet, and walked towards the statue that disgusted him.

"This guy! Isn't he just a mouse! I don't know why he's so crazy. It's been two months." Hermione glared at Ron's back and started talking about werewolves again: "I plan to study werewolves. Transformation, he should be somewhat similar to Animagus. My transformation technique has encountered a bottleneck. Professor McGonagall said that I still can't understand the advanced knowledge."

She glanced at Owen as she spoke.

Then he continued: "But I plan to study on my own for a while first."

"Hermione, are you looking for a werewolf to study?" Harry said with wide eyes.

In fact, what he really wants to say is, can you please stop taking the papers? Having Owen taking the papers alone has already made him very flustered, and now you have to continue.

What made Harry even more angry was that Owen just didn't want to tell him about Sirius' relationship with him.

Obviously he knows everything.

If he hadn't been unable to beat Irving, he would have long ago——

Harry looked at Owen with a darker look.

——I thought we were friends.

"Of course I'm not that stupid!" Hermione rolled her eyes at Harry, then the book in her hand quickly turned the pages automatically, and then she pointed at a section of a certain page and said: "I have to distinguish the difference between werewolves and ordinary wizards first. "

"Hmm - I get weak every month and have self-biting scars on my body. I will transform when the moon is full and my transformation lasts all night. What I am most afraid of is the moon."

"Um?"

In a daze, Hermione suddenly remembered Professor Lupine standing in front of the Boggart in the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class. His biggest fear seemed to be the moon.

In addition, he disappears for one day every month, and when he comes back the next day, although there are no scars on his body, but now thinking about it, it seems that the time he left is on the full moon of every month.

For an instant, a trace of suspicion and panic flashed across Hermione's chestnut eyes.

"Wait a moment!"

"I'll cash it for you! Miss Granger!"

"Are you about to make some racially discriminatory remarks?" Owen said with a teasing look and tone, "I advise you to be kind!"

"I"

"What's wrong with werewolves? Elves have human rights, but werewolves don't, right?"

"But..." Hermione was obviously not convinced by Owen. After all, elves would not attack wizards wantonly.

"But? What's wrong!" Owen interrupted her: "Excuse me, if a wizard Animagus turns into an animal, does it mean that he has no human rights just because he transforms into an animal? You have double standards!

Besides, most werewolves are also victims. Most of them were attacked by other werewolves and were forced to become werewolves. You can't discriminate against them just because it is something like a 'contagious disease'! "

"I think you are quibbling, and have you known for a long time that he is a werewolf?" Hermione stared at Owen seriously, her eyes full of scrutiny.

"Ha--I know more. I also know that Fudge is going to step down!"

"Fudge? Is he going to step down?" Hermione looked suspicious. The wizarding world has been a bit strange recently, but it's not like Fudge is going to step down!

"Wait!" Owen said confidently.

Of course Hermione didn't believe what Owen said. She was absolutely sure that this was just a way for the guy to change the subject.

However, she did not want to tell anyone the news that Professor Lupine was a werewolf. Owen was right about this. Professor Lupine was also a victim, and he was friendly and not like the ferocious werewolf in the legend.

"What are you talking about?" Harry's face was full of confusion. He found that the two people were clearly in front of him, but he could not understand a word they were saying.

"Let me tell you again, the dog godfather will soon become Grindelwald's man!"

"???"

"Any aspiring young man should join the Saints! Harry, when you are fifteen, sixty or seven years old, you should consider becoming a glorious Saint! Then your introduction will be me, uh-huh - join the Saints The fee will be paid later.”

"Haha——" As soon as he mentioned money, Harry immediately became excited, the wrinkles on his brows loosened, his feet became lighter, and his whole body regained some vitality.

His little treasury had already been depleted by Owen, and Harry didn't want to be out of money before he graduated.

Then, he turned around and went to help Ron clean the statue.

"Sure enough, when money is mentioned, everyone's face changes immediately, right?"

Owen pursed his lips, full of displeasure.

You little fool, you are about to become the rich second generation

Uh-knock, this guy is originally a rich second generation.

You are about to become the second generation of rich people, do you still care about that little gold?

Can Fu Fu still be defeated?

Forget it!