I, Hogwarts Second Week

It took little effort for Owen to find a group of students from Durmstrang Academy of Magic.

As a talented chaser from Bulgaria, Krum is still in the sixth grade of Durmstrang Academy of Magic - he will be the seventh grader this year.

One can imagine how many young wizards from Durmstrang Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry will come to the UK to watch this Quidditch final?

Owen doesn't know.

But if this matter comes to the Gryffindors.

If the final team is England.

The seeker was Harry - they probably had to party all night for a full week first.

Then the whole family and everyone in the college came beating gongs and drums to cheer Harry on.

Even Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw will be out in force.

As for Slytherin, they may go to watch the game because of the England game, but they will never applaud and cheer for Harry.

You can probably imagine how many of these Bulgarians are students of Durmstrang!

They are almost the largest number of magic schools present besides Hogwarts.

"Hey, there seems to be a fight over there."

Near one of the Bulgarian tents.

A few English words with strange tones came clearly to Owen's ears.

As a magic school registered with the Federation, Durmstrang has the right to enroll students throughout Europe.

Unlike schools such as Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Ilvermorny, where the nationalities of students are relatively fixed, students at Durmstrang Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry come from several European countries.

So there are several languages ​​they use.

But mainly German and English are the main languages.

As for French

Do Germans still need to learn French?

This is a joke!

"It seems that Hogwarts and Beauxbatons are fighting, and there are people from Ilvermorny watching the show!"

The speaker was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old wizard wearing a fur cloak and blood-red robe.

He has the characteristic golden hair of the Germanic people.

There is a shield-like badge on the robe on the chest, with a light green background and a red skull goat embroidered on it, with two phoenixes sitting on both sides of the goat's horns.

The words Durmstrang Academy of Magic are clearly visible on the dark green flag at the top.

Of course, what is even more surprising is that almost all of those students have a Deathly Hallows necklace on their necks.

It seems that although the fear spread by his grandfather in Europe frightened countless people, in the new era, it has become something that young wizards are proud of. After all, except for Grindelwald, no dark wizard has the ability to unite He will be pushed to the edge of the cliff and the whole of Europe can unite to deal with him alone.

Such legendary stories make people's blood boil when listening to them.

"The British and the French? And those idiot Americans?" Another short-haired wizard emerged from the tent.

He stood there and glanced into the distance.

Then a disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Huh! It's just a kid playing house."

"Just them, a group of flowers in a greenhouse, may not have mastered a few dark arts in their lives."

"Only those three academies can fight together. If only the Durmstrang people participated in the battle, this boring fight would have ended long ago."

"That's right!" The wizard in the blood-red robe also said with a mocking look on his face.

"I heard that Hogwarts does not teach dark magic, but teaches something called Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"What a shabby defense!"

"Just watch! The Quidditch final will definitely be Krum's solo show. So do any Irish people know what Quidditch is?"

Owen, who had transformed into the wizard of Ilvermorny, stood not far from them.

My ears were filled with the dialogue between those two arrogant guys.

To be fair, the little wizard from Durmstrang Academy of Magic does have this arrogance.

As the only one among the three major magic schools in Europe that teaches young wizards black magic.

In terms of combat power alone, Durmstrang is indeed much stronger than the young wizards from Hogwarts and Beauxbatons.

This can be seen from the fact that they have a lot of dark wizards emerging every few years.

But Hogwarts and Beauxbatons also have their own advantages.

The French were the best in Europe in alchemy.

And Hogwarts.

Hogwarts is the most magical, because although her overall strength may not be as good as Durmstrang's, but every once in a while, a legendary wizard appears who can shake up the wind and rain in Europe.

Three have popped up over the past 100 years.

Fifth grade transfer student, Dumbledore, Voldemort.

This made Hogwarts famous throughout Europe.

On the other hand, Durmstrang has a somewhat obscure reputation.

The only one who is famous is Grindelwald.

This gave the magic school a mixed reputation.

It was only in recent years that the talented chaser Krum suddenly appeared, which brought this school back to the attention of Europeans.

This is a bit like Germany.

The reason they joined the EU was to absolve themselves of the charge of genocide and rejoin human society.

And Klum also brought Durmstrang back to Europe. With such a feat, how could his reputation in the school be less?

"Hey, kid over there, what are you looking at!"

Perhaps Owen's disdainful eyes were too fiery and burned the nerves of the two Durmstrang wizards. The two finally discovered that not far away, the wizard wearing an Ilvermorny cloak was using He looked at them with rough eyes.

Especially his expression.

The disdain was mixed with some sarcasm, and the sarcasm was mixed with indifference.

It’s really very exciting to watch.

"Look at these two idiots, pointing out the world and not taking a piss to show how much they weigh!"

"What did you say!" Two burly Durmstrang wizards immediately pulled out their wands and walked towards Owen.

Look at that momentum.

Owen dared to say so.

As long as either one of them punches themselves, they will definitely kneel on the ground - crying, asking him not to die.

Ahem - those muscles, those lines, those curves are for real men.

Look at himself again - Owen lowered his head and glanced at his thin arms and legs.

Although he is not too thin, and he is quite handsome. But compared with those muscular men, the little meat on his body is not much different from having none at all.

Unfortunately, this is not his original world.

The competition in the wizarding world is about magic power, not muscle.

Otherwise, how could he dare to stand still?

Why don't you start running early, walk the dog with obstacles, then turn around and spit out the fragrance while running!

"I said." Owen was about to continue mocking these two guys with figures that made men envious.

It was just when he looked sideways and looked around subconsciously.

Suddenly a familiar figure came into his sight.

Not far from them, next to a tree.

The boy who also had blond hair was staring at them with interest.

Look at him - leaning against the tree, looking carefree and content, with his arms folded and a contemptuous smile on his face.

There are two followers beside him.

One tall and one fat, very conspicuous.

The words "Come and find me soon" were written all over his face.

"Watching a show?"

Owen's eyes fell on the stinky boy, and then the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and the words he was about to blurt out suddenly changed their content.

"Originally, I should have personally taught you a lesson, but you look like this." He looked up and down at the muscles of the two macho men.

After sniffing (￣ ii￣;), he continued with a normal expression: "I guess my brain is all about muscles, and I haven't learned much magic at all."

"Maybe even the little wizard from Hogwarts over there can't beat him."

"Hey!" Owen spread his hands and said kindly: "I won't attack people with disabilities. Mental retardation is also a type of disability!"

"Hey! You little blond kid over there. I'll leave these two idiots to you!"

Say it!

Suddenly, a gray curse passed him by.

Owen easily dodged it.

Then the ridicule at the corner of his mouth became even more intense.

"No wonder Durmstrang has purged a dark wizard. He is very good at sneak attacks!"

"Shut up!" The two wizards who were provoked to anger glared at Owen angrily, while Draco on the side also suffered a terrible disaster, and more Durmstrang wizards came out of the tent.

And he was also in the hostility of those people.

"Ouch! Don't take it seriously! Don't you Durmstrang specialize in training dark wizards?"

"Could it be——" As he spoke, a mysterious smile suddenly appeared on his face.

His gray eyes with some green spots looked at the two muscular men unscrupulously.

"Bulgaria! I know. Hot girl! Hot girl! Fakr~~~! I understand, you two"

"This is Britain, and I will not discriminate against you. Everyone has the right to pursue their own love, even if the other person - ahem - I know this is a bit difficult for ordinary people to accept. But believe me, as long as twenty years pass, You are the right vanguard chosen by God, and no one will dare to tell you what to do when the time comes."

Owen, who had a you-know-what expression on his face, really disgusted the two Bulgarian muscular men.

I don't know why, but they obviously couldn't understand what Irving said.

But she understood what he meant from his eyes.

"you wanna die!"

"Tear his mouth apart!"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense! The demonic flames are coming~"

With that said, the bad-tempered Bulgarian Demon King threw a line of black magic directly at Owen.

Unlike Li Huo, Owen did not detect a very strong aura of destruction and death in the black flame, but it had a very clear smell of curse.

Obviously, if he was burned by this kind of flame, the unknown curse would be attached to the wound. He didn't know the specific effect, but he would definitely not feel comfortable.

"Ouch! I've seen a lot. I don't know how many pairs of real men I've seen get together."

He did see a lot in one week.

"For people like you, you should boldly show your love to each other!"

"Confess your feelings to the other person. Show your love."

Irving, who was giving his opponent sincere advice while moving his legs in circles, did not fight back, mainly because he was afraid of directly killing them.

"Be brave enough to break the window paper and embrace love and freedom."

The sound of Owen's laughter on the grass kept echoing in the ears of the two Bulgarians.

The faces of these two brothers have turned black to charcoal.

I need to give myself another level of politically correct buff.

"Shut up~~~"

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"Master, that strange wizard is running towards us."

Gore said in a naive voice, breathing heavily.

On the other side, Owen's figure was indeed getting closer and closer to Malfoy, who was watching a play in the woods.

"I'm not blind!" Malfoy took out his wand and changed his soft expression.

Because he found that the group of blood-red robed wizards around him looked at him with more and more dangerous eyes.

"Damn guy!" Although Draco's IQ has never been online.

But this time, he could still see that the wizard of Ilvermorny was deliberately luring the flames of war towards him.

"Hey, isn't this Malfoy? I haven't seen you for a few days and you're bald again?" Owen, who was already in front of Draco, said with a smile.

"You? Do I know you?"

"What are you talking about! We are best friends!" Owen locked Draco's shoulders with one hand.

And at that moment, Draco finally saw the true form of the person in front of him through the Disillusionment Curse.

"Damn it, it's you!"

"Yes, it's me!"

Ork, mission accomplished.

When Malfoy said these words, it meant that Owen's purpose had been achieved.

Then he smiled evilly and stared at Draco like a ghost.

"So we are indeed best friends!"

"What do you want to do, Sanchez!" Draco's face was sullen, and a trace of panic quickly flashed in his eyes.

"What are you doing?" Owen patted his shoulder, "Of course I want you to exercise!"

As he spoke, he raised his right foot and gave Malfoy a hard kick on the butt.

He kicked the others directly in front of the group of angry Durmstrang wizards.

"Come on! My friend! Fight with them! Make a name for yourself today! Just now!"

"It's your uncle's job to make a name for himself!"

Owen smiled.

Draco was annoyed.

Even if he was really an idiot, he should have reacted at this time.

That bastard Sanchez treated him as a thug!

Then there was a sound of majafake. Draco was greeted by a storm of Durmstrangs.

Looking at Draco struggling to hold on to the Iron Armor Curse.

Owen laughed.

Can you also watch your uncle's and my plays casually?

If I don’t give you some color to see, you really don’t have a long memory!

On both sides, Malfoy's silly followers stood there, completely forgetting what they should be doing now.

Owen turned to look at Goyle and Crabbe, and asked in a frivolous tone: "Do you know that Hogwarts is the best in Europe at that time!"

The two idiots came to their senses after hearing the sound and shook their heads in confusion.

"Today!"

"Today!!!"

After saying that, he raised his legs and kicked each of them towards the two fools. He kicked them directly in front of Draco's feet.

"You two idiots still know how to come here!" Draco said angrily!

Just now, he even thought that these two people would abandon him and choose to run away!

Although there is a fire in my heart.

But there was some kind of strange, high-spirited light dancing in Draco's eyes.

Just now, he took advantage of the gap between the opponent's wizards' attacks and cast out a few magic spells, knocking down several wizards easily.

This made Draco's eyes widen instantly.

What about these Durmstrang wizards?

Why is it so weak?

Is the combat effectiveness not as good as that Po Te?

Perhaps it was at Hogwarts that I spent too much time being beaten by Harry. This seriously caused Draco to have a deep misunderstanding of his own strength.

There are many people who are better than him in school.

Even if he begged Snape to teach him a few spells, it would be difficult for him to fight against Harry, Ron, and even Hannah and Justin who were trained by Owen.

He also bullied Colin and Ginny who were one year below him.

Or someone like Neville who is seriously unsure of his own strength.

The rest of them are invincible.

Draco was almost depressed since he found out about this.

Especially when he discovered that his father Lucius invested a lot of energy in Owen and Harry, his emotion of being abandoned by the world became even higher.

If it weren't for his mother, Narcissa, who always encouraged him, our arrogant and domineering Draco might have lost his charm long ago.

But now, everything has changed.

Because Draco suddenly realized that he seemed quite strong.

At least there were so many people opposite him, so the pressure on him wasn't as great as that damn Sanchez alone!

Master Malfoy, who was about to go bald, immediately regained his confidence and became himself.

During the melee, Owen was also targeted by several Durmstrang wizards.

However, needless to say, their level is not that bad, just call it water!

It's that kind of magic spell that flies around, but its accuracy and power are terrible. Except for the black flame released by the strong brother at the beginning, it is still interesting. All that's left is rotten fish and shrimp.

Owen could feel that these Durmstrang wizards were indeed stronger in black magic than the Hogwarts wizards, but their spellcasting felt like they were biting off more than they could chew, with a mess of attack spells and curses. None of them were skilled in using it, and the real lethality was not as good as Harry's disarming spell.

It's no wonder that Malfoy, a dabbler, can persist undefeated for so long.

You know, that guy will get several spells, in addition to those boring prank spells, which are standard defense against dark arts such as the Iron Armor Curse, the Disarming Curse, the Petrification Curse, and the Stunning Curse.

Maybe Snape had taught him some more powerful spells, but he wouldn't have taught him Shen Feng Wu Ying.

Malfoy of this level still survived under the siege of so many Durmstrang wizards, which is enough to show that the key to winning a wizard duel is not black magic. Someone like Professor Flitwick uses the least amount of magic and has the most magic. The right magic spell to defeat the most powerful enemy is the secret in wizard duels.

This is also why powerful spells like those in ancient magic have been lost, because by the time you finish chanting a long list of spells and painstakingly cast a spell that destroys the world, the other party will have already cast a disarming spell first. Or the Petrification Curse ended the duel.

With such an easy way to win, naturally no one is stupid enough to learn those ancient magics, and those magics slowly disappeared into the long river of history.

"Damn it, what's wrong with those Nordic lunatics? Why are they attacking us!" On the other side, the group of Ilvermorny wizards who were watching the battle between Hogwarts and Beauxbatons suddenly suffered. The spells from the Durmstrang wizards rained down on them.

And this is exactly what Irving wants to see.

While he was leisurely leaving the Durmstrang wizards who were sticking to him like plaster, he quietly moved closer to the crowd in Ilvermorny.

When he blended into the crowd, he quickly lifted the illusion spell while they were not prepared, and ducked into a nearby tent.

After the crowd passed by, he ran out again.

"Hehe~ The curtain is rising!"