I, Hogwarts Second Week

"open one's eyes!"

"It's just a storm!"

Suddenly they heard the roar of the sea.

Yes, it was just a storm.

Dare to charge against fate and raise your mocking voice to the storm.

It stirred in the heart of the little wizard.

The rain is still falling. But when the raindrops fell on the faces of the two little wizards, they turned into white smoke.

The dry heat warmed their bodies.

Like sunbathing.

Finally the little wizards can open their eyes.

And what they are about to see will be engraved in the deepest part of their memory forever.

I saw.

The lake in the heavy rain suddenly became quiet.

The phoenix soared above the mirror-like water surface.

It looked around and swallowed the fire completely.

Immediately, its surroundings became even brighter.

On the boat, Owen held the wand in his hand and looked up at the dark clouds high in the sky.

It was pure force of nature, the force of a tropical storm. It roared like a huge vortex pressing down on the lake.

Just watching and looking up is frightening.

But - being deviant and fighting against the sky makes people's blood boil - isn't it?

With his power, the power of wizards, and the power of humans, can he replace the sun and moon with a new sky?

Thinking about it, it makes people curious, very curious!

The magic spell he chanted.

This fierce fire curse was transformed by him.

Just like Dumbledore used a lot of white magic to tame the fierce fire and create the 'Vulcan Clears the Way'.

Just like Grindelwald turned his will into reins and tightened Li Huo's throat to create a 'fire shield'.

Owen also integrated his will, his patron saint, and ancient magic into this dark magic.

What should he call this curse - it didn't matter.

Because starting from today, there will be people who will sing his story and pass this magic on forever.

Maybe one day, history will open its pages.

Will definitely remember it.

It is recorded that there once was a phoenix flying high above Hogwarts.

“Fate whispers to the warrior: ‘You cannot withstand the storm’; the warrior whispers back: ‘I am the storm’.”

Finally - he suddenly raised his wand - the magic power surged like a phoenix pulled up by silk threads.

The dark night ushered in the day of birth.

The earth was illuminated translucently.

There was no more rain falling from the sky.

High in the sky, the sky composed of thick dark clouds shattered.

Yes - it had a big hole blasted out of it.

Like an eye.

Through that eye, the Milky Way pours down.

The beauty from the universe is intoxicating.

"."

Aura stared blankly.

Eyes dull.

Whether it's her, Dennis on the ship, or other little wizards.

Even Hagrid.

At this time, they were all speechless.

Paying attention is all they can do.

They watched as the remaining flames flowed down the river like fireworks, filling the sky with petals of flames.

At that moment, they seemed to see the powerful arrival of the ancient and legendary era of gods.

On the other side, a senior wizard was walking on the road.

They also noticed the sudden brightness of the sun over the lake.

"Rain? Has the rain stopped?" Hannah reached out to the window of the carriage and filtered the white mist rising from the window. She saw the stars shining.

"what happened?"

On the other carriage, Ron opened the door.

The flame petals are falling little by little before your eyes.

This made him confused and frightened.

He probably guessed something.

"Could it be?" Harry murmured.

"This is impossible!" Hermione interrupted him, "No matter how powerful the wizard is, not even Dumbledore -" She stopped suddenly.

Because she didn't dare to confirm, or maybe, although her rationality told her that wizards couldn't do this, her emotional direction also believed that maybe that guy Owen could really do something to make the sky stop crying.

Everyone felt heavy in their hearts, and the relaxed atmosphere just now was gone.

The sparks in the sky were like a signal, telling them that they were back at Hogwarts!

It’s time to start rolling it up!

"Learn from senior?"

On the lake, the petals fell into the water and disappeared.

Aura stared at Owen's back blankly.

My heart felt like it was being held by something!

"Huh? How about it!"

"The 'Torch' is very lively!" he said.

Then he laughed.

"Welcome - this is Hogwarts!"

"A place to start a new journey in life!"

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Far away, when the ship has not yet docked.

Owen saw a familiar professor standing at the dock.

Wearing a dark green robe and a tall pointed hat, she stood on the stone shore floor like a pine tree.

When the ship pulled into the dock, she stepped forward immediately.

"Did you do this?" Professor McGonagall looked at Owen through square-framed glasses and asked deeply.

"It's obvious, Professor." Owen jumped onto the dock, and then walked up the marble stairs alone without waiting for others to get ashore.

Like a hero.

No one else tried to stop him, and Owen soon disappeared on the dark stone steps.

Just like the eyes of the stars opening in the sky, slowly closing.

Are you kidding? Why don't you leave quickly and wait for the rain?

The dark clouds in the sky were only dispersed by the heat wave of his fierce fire.

Soon, under the powerful force of the cold vortex, dark clouds will cover the land again.

Along the way.

Owen discovered that the castle had indeed been renovated.

It was useful that they had an early break last semester.

Hogwarts has been here for more than a thousand years. In addition to the main building, there are actually a lot of broken corners in the courtyard.

Especially this path leading to the dock, because few people walk on it, and ruins can be seen everywhere.

You can even see some pointed towers on the road.

The reason why they were abandoned is unknown; they had not been disturbed for at least hundreds of years.

But now, the broken stone walls have been rebuilt, and the neglected angular tower has also taken on a new look.

Even the stone steps he walked through were paved again, and the sides were planted with various flowers.

Go into the courtyard.

The statues of the four founders seemed to have been reinforced and became taller.

The dilapidated fountain has also been repaired.

The pool was filled with all kinds of exotic flowers. When Owen passed by, those yellow buds like trumpet-like flowers actually sang a song.

The tune was familiar to him.

The Toad Chorus was performed by the Hogwarts Choir at Christmas.

But it is a pity that the money box he placed in front of the statue is missing.

It must have been taken away by that bad old man Dumbledore!

Disgusting and embarrassing him!

snort! ╭(╯^╰)╮

Enter the auditorium.

Sure enough - it was specially decorated for the new semester banquet.

Hundreds of candles floated above the table, making the gold plates and goblets sparkle.

The four long college tables were already filled with chattering students. There was a fifth table at the top of the auditorium, with staff sitting on one side facing their students.

It's much warmer here.

Harry, Ron and Hermione were already in their seats early.

"Irving! This way!" Justin stood up and shook his arms, shouting excitedly.

Owen walked over and sat next to Hannah.

"It's amazing. The rain stopped when we got out of the car." He said happily, as if he thought this was a sign of good luck. "There was a sudden light coming from the lakeside. Did you see what it was?"

He faced Owen with clear stupidity in his eyes!

"It's your IQ that's comparable to a black hole!" Owen shook his head. He was already despairing of Justin's intelligence level.

This guy. Even if Merlin is resurrected and his brain is pried open, he will just shake his head and express that he is powerless.

About five minutes later.

The door of the auditorium was pushed open.

It was Professor McGonagall who came in with the new students.

It's just that her face looks a little weird.

And Hagrid.

He twisted his mouth together as if he had been wronged in some way.

Because the wand Owen just used was definitely for him.

He said that what Owen taught others was black magic.

He said there would be professors who would teach the little wizards magic.

After that, the guy immediately deliberately cast a black magic, a powerful and exaggerated black magic, in front of everyone.

Look at those little wizards - as soon as they walked into Hogwarts, their eyes started to shine and they were looking for something.

Then soon, their target appeared.

The next moment, everyone looked handsomely at Owen, who was sitting in the Hufflepuff seat.

This made Hagrid very hurt.

He felt that his dignity as a professor had been seriously challenged.

Others in the auditorium, other senior wizards, were also silent, thinking deeply in their hearts.

Many of them had seen Owen escorting the young wizard with Hagrid.

If Irving had done it at that time - it seemed that it could only have been done by him.

As for our hero, Owen has his sights set on the podium.

As before, Dumbledore sat on the podium with a smile on his face.

The flowing silver-white hair and beard sparkled in the candlelight, and the luxurious dark green robe was embroidered with many stars and moons.

The fingertips of his two slender hands touched together, and his chin was placed on the fingertips. His eyes were looking at the ceiling above through the half-moon lenses, as if he was wondering whether the ceiling should be renovated.

Next to him sat Professor Sprout, the Head of Hufflepuff, her hat tilted on her flowing gray hair, talking to Professor Sinistra of the Astronomy Department.

On the other side of Professor Sinistra sat the Potions teacher with a sallow face, aquiline nose, and greasy hair—Snape.

Today - has he washed his hair?

"There is a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year." Justin's voice reminded him appropriately.

"Sirius taught you very well, why did you change him?"

"And Professor Lupine has recovered, why not invite him back?"

"If you invite people, will they come back?" Owen rolled his eyes at this guy, "Why are you so big-faced?"

"I wonder if Defense Against the Dark Arts has been cursed? All professors have been working for less than a year, and those who have worked for more than a year will definitely get into trouble. Think about the previous dark arts professors, which one has a good ending!"

Owen continued to look up at the podium, "I think it's good for each person to teach for half a year. Maybe this can offset the curse."

"But Professor Lupine has only taught for half a year!" Justin began to snarl.

He pointed out the errors in what Owen had just said, "Lockhart also taught for half a year."

"Other professors in the school——"

"Are you itchy?" Owen suddenly moved his eyes from the rostrum to Justin, his eyebrows frivolous: "How about I tighten it for you?"

"Uh - no need." Justin shrank his head, lowered his head quickly, and focused his eyes on the silver plate in front of him, as if it was filled with delicacies from the mountains and seas.

On the other side, the sorting ceremony has already begun.

The little wizards lined up, waiting for Professor McGonagall to read their names one by one.

Ten minutes later.

The sorting ceremony finally ended when the cry of Kevin Whitby being sorted into Hufflepuff rang out.

Colin's younger brother, Denis, got into Gryffindor as he wished.

And the little witch named Aura entered Ravenclaw.

Professor McGonagall picked up the Sorting Hat and the stool and took them away.

Then Professor Dumbledore stood up slowly, looked at all the students with a smile, and opened his arms in a welcoming gesture.

"I only have two words to say to you." His rich voice echoed in the auditorium, "Eat!"

The next second, the empty plates in front of everyone were suddenly filled with food.

Every little wizard started to feast.

"You are so lucky." This is the ghost of Hufflepuff House, the fat monk emerging from the ground.

"What's wrong?" asked Cedric, who took over the position of Hufflepuff prefect.

But in this academy, everyone is willing to listen to Owen. (It’s impossible not to listen. In a magical sense.)

However, Cedric is not distressed. On the contrary, he is happy to see this. Because of Owen's existence, he doesn't have to worry about almost anything.

Anyway, if something goes wrong, Professor Sprout will always come to Owen first.

With him here, I feel much more relaxed.

Being able to devote all their energy to Quidditch - although Hufflepuff has won the House Cup for three consecutive years, Quidditch has never won.

He had forgotten the last time Hufflepuff had won Quidditch, it must have been over twenty years.

"Of course it's Peeves," said the fat monk. "He wanted to attend that banquet - and you all know the ones he has done in the past - to give people a bad impression, so we held a meeting of ghosts. I advocate Give him a chance, but Bloody Barro firmly disagrees."

Bloody Barrow is the ghost of Slytherin House, a thin, taciturn ghost.

His body was covered with silver bloodstains, indicating the horrific experience before his death.

He is the most powerful of all ghosts, and he is the only one who can truly control Peeves at Hogwarts.

"He made a scene in the kitchen because of this, and you almost ran out of food."

"Haha - he will be in trouble soon." Owen took a bite of the tender steak. He picked up his goblet and took a sip of pumpkin juice.

"Yes, he is about to encounter it."

As we all know, Peeves' happy days disappeared after the little wizard learned the Patronus Charm at Hogwarts.

That is to say, the little wizards are not here. He dominates the mountain and bullies the elves in the kitchen. Now the little wizards are back, especially the Hufflepuffs, who dare to attack their chefs.

Tomorrow let Peeves experience what it was like to have the Dementors vaporized by the Patronus last semester!

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The heavy rain outside the window finally started again.

Raindrops pounded heavily on the high, dark windows.

Another burst of thunder exploded, rattling the glass windows, and a bolt of lightning flashed across the hazy ceiling, illuminating the golden plate.

The remaining food on the plate disappeared.

At this time, Dumbledore stood up again, ready to speak.

The buzzing voices in the hall suddenly stopped, and only the pounding of the strong wind and heavy rain could be heard.

"Okay!" Dumbledore looked at everyone with a smile, "Now that we are all full and full, I must ask everyone's attention again. I have a few announcements to make!"

"First of all Mr. Filch, the janitor, wanted me to tell everyone."

As he spoke, he picked up a long sheepskin scroll from the dining table, but only glanced at it before putting it down again, "This year, there are a few more prohibited items in the castle. They are Screaming Youyou Balls. , Teethed Saucer and Combo Boomerang.”

"The entire list includes approximately four hundred and thirty-seven items. It can be seen in Mr. Filch's office. Anyone who is interested can check it out."

It was obvious that the corners of Dumbledore's mouth twitched slightly when he said this.

Four hundred and thirty-seven prank products, most of which were Weasley's inventions.

After hearing the names of Screech Ball, Toothed Flying Saucer and Combo Boomerang, George and Fred immediately stood up.

They waved their arms to greet the little wizards around them.

Then he gracefully bowed to everyone and saluted.

"Ahem - OK, point two." Dumbledore glanced at the twins with some approval, and then continued: "As before, I want to remind everyone that students are not allowed to enter the forbidden forest on the other side of the venue. And in Hogsmeade, students below fourth grade are not allowed to visit. Yes, fourth grade."

"???"

"That's not fair!" a young wizard from Gryffindor shouted.

He is Ginny's classmate and has just entered third grade.

"I'm sorry." Dumbledore said solemnly, "Because of what happened last year, Hogsmeade Village has just been renovated and many wizards have moved away from there. The current Hogsmeade Village may not be as prosperous as before. ."

The old principal's voice was very calm, but the little wizard sitting next to him could hear a hint of sadness.

Yes, compared to the casualties of the Aurors, the wizards in Hogsmeade were the real victims.

Many of the little wizard's acquaintances were buried in the valley forever.

The atmosphere in the auditorium suddenly became a little gloomy.

Dumbledore saw it, and then he continued, "The third thing, I want to inform you with great regret that the College Cup Quidditch Tournament will not be held this year."

"What?" The little wizards looked at Dumbledore in surprise.

Justin looked at Cedric, hoping to see the reason from him.

However, Cedric also looked surprised. He knew that the other party, as the captain of Hufflepuff Quidditch, was also kept in the dark.

"This is because a large event is starting in October and continuing throughout the school year, taking up a lot of teachers' time and energy. But I'm sure you'll all have a lot of fun doing it. I'm very excited to announce that, This year at Hogwarts"