I, Hogwarts Second Week

Walking into the dark arts classroom, Owen didn't take a closer look at the huge steel chandelier on the ceiling when he was hit by a strong smell of garlic on the tip of his nose.

I don’t know what that idiot Quirrell was thinking. Even if it was to cover up the smell of corruption caused by Voldemort residing on the back of his head, there were many choices.

Spray some perfume.

Or filled with flowers like the Hufflepuff common room.

If nothing else works, you can set up a barbecue stall for decoration!

This is all due to your efforts.

The results of it! You just picked garlic.

Mud, garlic!

It's an insult to us Hufflepuffs!

"Professor, can you teach us some attack spells? For example, disarming spells, petrification spells, etc." These words came from Hannah from Hufflepuff.

Ever since she was beaten by Owen, her whole body began to move in the direction of Hermione.

This makes Owen very worried. Good guy, this girl won't think about retaliating against him in the future.

On the podium, Quirrell was pretending to be a stuttering person, humming and telling everyone how he helped an African prince get rid of the resurrected zombies.

Suddenly hearing Hannah's speech, he looked stunned.

Because he had already heard the same words yesterday.

The speaker was a Mudblood with shaggy brown hair.

"Miss Ai-Bo, I-I think the first-grade wizards haven't mastered this kind of magic yet. Maybe you can read more related books and accumulate theoretical experience?" Quiloman His face turned red and he spoke vaguely.

This is his usual method.

His rule of survival at Hogwarts was to stay as low-key as possible.

Becoming a star professor who is popular among students is definitely a dream!

"But -" Hannah wanted to say something more. She held up her wand as if she wanted to prove that she could successfully cast a certain spell.

But maybe I was too nervous. After reciting the spell many times, the wand still didn't move at all, without any sparks.

This made the little witch a little anxious. She hurriedly swung her wand, her face flushed, and she couldn't help but glance at Owen who was sitting beside her.

Um.

Irving can attest to that.

So does Justin.

After being beaten, Hannah did master a magic spell.

There are many obstacles - Obstacle Curse!

Although she is not very proficient in using it now, and on average she can cast a spell three or four times before she can succeed once, but that is something to be proud of, because this is already more than most first-year wizards. Even second grade.

"I - I obviously succeeded just now."

"Okay, Miss Abbott." Quirrell borrowed the opportunity to get off the donkey and said immediately, "That - it's an obstacle spell, right! But - you're not very skilled in using it. Maybe you can try to practice more and wait for this magic spell to be used. Now that you have completely mastered the curse, come to me again, okay?"

Hearing the sound, Hannah sat down again in despair.

She didn't know why. She always wanted to lie down before, but now, she was thinking about learning more spells.

Maybe it was influenced by a certain brown-haired girl?

Owen, who sees everything in his eyes, is very satisfied with Hannah's current state.

Roll it up!

Roll them all up for me.

Involution saves the world.

As he said that, Owen's eyes shifted from Hannah to Quirrell.

There seemed to be a voice somewhere.

‘Ding—The Leziren module is loading. ’

'Loading successful. ’

"That professor - are the resurrected zombies you are talking about the Inferi?"

Irving, who chose to play with the famous Oscar-winning actor, made a decisive move and started his first attack.

"Can garlic really drive away vampires? I heard that they are also wizards and can use wands. Apart from sucking blood, they are no different from ordinary wizards. How can such a creature be afraid of garlic?"

As a former dark boss.

Owen has really come into contact with vampires.

Vampires in the Harry Potter world are almost indistinguishable from wizards. Apart from having rough skin and thick flesh, and being able to transform into an Animagus bat, the biggest difference is that their bodies cannot produce magic power.

Vampires must rely on taking the blood of other magical creatures to keep their bodies full of magic.

Note - this refers to the blood of magical creatures.

Compared to human wizards, they prefer the blood of dragons.

This is why there are very few vampires attacking wizards, because people simply don't look down on the three melons and two dates in the body of ordinary wizards.

"Of course." Quirrell stammered and raised the "Dark Power: Self-Defense Guide" in his hand tremblingly. "Garlic - can block the magic power in the vampire's body."

"But the effect is minimal." Owen interrupted: "That level of obstruction has almost no impact on combat. They may just hate the smell of garlic, just like we hate a professor who doesn't like to wash his hair and smells bad. Same."

"Uh-" Quirrell was speechless for a moment.

Irving struck while the iron was hot and began his second attack.

He then asked: "Professor, what exactly did you encounter in the Albanian forest?"

"You won't meet a few vampires in a few months!"

"I heard that giant pythons often appear there, the kind that can eat people, and there are also some evil facehuggers, creatures that specialize in parasitizing wizards' brains. Have you encountered any of these?"

"NO, I have not"

"Then - some strange ghosts, souls or something? They are the kind that hide in the dark, whisper in people's ears, and promise all kinds of powerful magic, wealth, and rights. In fact, they just want to take away the person's body. That kind of ghost.”

Incarnate as the curious baby Owen, he made witty remarks, and the big strings and the small strings attacked Quirrell like a storm, "Or he claimed to be a certain famous wizard, waiting for an opportunity to defraud money. For example: I am Merlin, but actually I am not dead, I You know where King Arthur’s treasure is, now as long as you let me stay in your body for a while to recharge your batteries, and when I come back to life, I will give you King Arthur’s treasure, and so on.”

"Have you ever encountered these?"

"I" Quirrell squeezed out a thin stream of cold sweat on his temples. He looked at the child with some fear and excitement, as if all his secrets had been exposed.

"Professor, seeing you look so haggard, you must have met him!" Owen asked with concern.

"Afraid of embarrassment? Can't save face? Right!" Now he turned into a close brother and continued to suggest: "I think Professor Dumbledore should open a private inquiry platform to deal with wizards who meet wizards. Fraud, curses, threats and other things that endanger personal life and property.”

"This platform must be kept confidential and have a one-to-one dedicated line. This way we can take care of embarrassing professors like you."

"But in the end, these are only auxiliary means. If you encounter violence, you must speak out loud. Your silence can only encourage the criminal to commit more cruel violence next time. Professor -" Owen's simple gray eyes, Quirrell stared closely with evasive eyes.

He said: "You must take the first step bravely!"

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ps: The main reason for the late update today is.

I'm on vacation.

This is embarrassing, just trying to catch a fish! I couldn't fish, so I got up in the afternoon.

Since the fall of Voldemort, many wizards have received fraudulent letters from various channels, such as: My name is Tom Riddle. Actually, I am not dead. I am currently recuperating in the forests of Albania. If you can send some gold Galleons, When I come back, I will make you Minister of Magic. ——Ministry of Magic Anti-Fraud Center, Mr. Harry Potter made it clear that Tom is dead. If you receive such a letter, please send it to——Dumbledore Anti-Fraud Column. We will send dedicated and experienced experts with ten years of experience. A senior Auror who has been deceived for several years is here to help you personally!