I, Hogwarts Second Week

Call it a coincidence or not.

Dumbledore, who was feeling a little depressed, was walking in the castle.

I happened to walk next to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Then I heard the Shakespeare of the Wizarding World, Owen's self-proclaimed speech.

Suddenly, the faint sadness that was buried deep in my heart surged to the top of my heart again and became blocked in my chest, neither rising nor falling.

pain!

It hurts so much!

He is now very sure that Owen was sent by Grindelwald to torture him.

It was revenge for some of his past decisions.

"Gellert"

The old principal, who had been tortured a lot, looked at Owen deeply with his exhausted body and mind.

Then, with a sigh, he turned around and disappeared into the shadows of the corridor alone.

That figure - like the afterglow of the end of the world.

With infinite attachment to the world.

On the other side, in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Voldemort, who was indifferent to Owen, did not continue to talk nonsense with him. He relied on Quirrell's vitality to breathe, and his energy was limited. Saying more to such an idiot little wizard would be a waste of his precious blood.

After a quick glance at Harry, the Dark Lord fell into sleep again.

After his body was regained control by Quirrell, he was warned by Voldemort and did not dare to move too much.

After abruptly interrupting Owen's flirty words that he wanted to blurt out. He began to tell the story about vampires that few people wanted to hear.

The classroom fell into silence again.

And as a result, Hogwarts also fell into calm in the days that followed.

Of course, this kind of calmness is relative. After everyone raised their mental threshold for Owen's various erotic activities, they did become much calmer. Except Hagrid

During the flying lesson, the conflict between Draco and Harry broke out.

Professor McGonagall was surprised to discover Harry's flying talent and recommended him to Wood.

But what puzzled Owen was that Harry and Draco didn't have much contact this week, so how could they still be entangled?

Could it be that this is the so-called destiny?

I don’t know if their pair of second-level eyes can still reach the right level.

From the first episode, Irving, who was passing by Harder, was silently eating.

Just like that, September flew away, and it was mid-October when I looked back again.

He didn't wait for the sadomasochism, but he waited for a certain scene that was not suitable for children - something like midnight, multiple people, secret infiltration, wildness, horror, being chased.

Well - it was actually Draco who tricked Harry into having a midnight wizard duel, in order to trick Harry into sneaking out of the castle in the middle of the night, and then notifying Filch to catch him red-handed.

This is a boring little trick.

But the reckless Harry fell for this trick, especially after he learned a few practical magics from Owen, the Gryffindor reckless soul hidden in his heart began to stir.

Then

Speaking of which, it's really not Owen's fault.

It can only be said that Harry became swollen after learning a few spells.

In the original work, the trio were discovered in the middle of the night and hid in the forbidden corridor on the fourth floor.

Meet the three-headed giant dog Lu Wei.

In the original story, they ran away and Lu Wei just woke up from his sleep. They took advantage of this gap to escape and were not injured in the end. And Hermione also noticed the trap door bolt under Lu Wei.

But this time - Harry, who had been trained by Owen for more than a month, didn't know where his brain was wrong. After seeing Lu Wei, he subconsciously pulled out his wand and wanted to fight in the middle.

Then

A mage who is still developing has to compete with the max-level orc elite warrior Imperial City.

If it weren't for the smell of Hagrid lingering on them, they probably wouldn't have walked out of that room alive.

Of course, for Harry's provocative behavior, Lu Wei gave him a very kind slap and pinned him against the wall.

Then Hermione and Ron hurriedly picked him off.

Sent all the way to the school nurse room.

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In the Hogwarts school infirmary, Hermione stood guard by Harry's bedside, holding his hand while holding his hand with tears in her eyes. Her eyes were red and swollen, her clothes full of dust, and even the hair on her head. Her fluffy hair has lost its former proud and independent appearance.

He looked like he was ready to hear the last words of the savior.

oh! May Father Mei and Mei Zi bless him, Meimen! ! !

"What happened?" Professor McGonagall hurried over wearing her plaid pajamas.

She glanced at Harry on the hospital bed, and then her expression suddenly changed.

Harry, who was wrapped in a twist, was moaning sickly, speaking vaguely at the corners of his mouth, as if he was saying, "Run quickly."

"It's all Malfoy's fault." After seeing Professor McGonagall coming, Ron immediately reprimanded loudly, "That coward deceived us."

He, who was often fooled by Owen, had already reacted at this moment.

The so-called midnight duel was a conspiracy from beginning to end. It is estimated that Malfoy was lying on his big bed and fast asleep at this time!

"Mr. Weasley." Professor McGonagall stared at Ron with a cold face, until he felt a chill in his heart, and then said, "Maybe you should explain why Mr. Potter is lying here."

"It's a three-headed dog, Professor." Hermione took over the words and looked up at Professor McGonagall.

"It's in the corridor on the fourth floor."

"Corridor? I remember that little wizards are not allowed to enter there."

"We." Hermione was speechless for a moment. She couldn't say that she forced her way in to avoid Filch.

Professor McGonagall's stern eyes glanced over Hermione's hesitating face, and she understood everything instantly. Her eyes behind her square glasses were filled with anger.

"Twenty points from Gryffindor!" she shouted sharply. "everyone."

Hermione was shocked, sixty points, well, now she finally defeated Owen once.

Because even if he struggled for more than a month, he had never had so many academy points deducted.

"Okay, Professor McGonagall, the child is not seriously injured." Madam Pomfrey, the head nurse, came from the inner door of the campus hospital with a cup of potion. "There are only a few broken ribs. I guess he must have suffered some kind of impact."

"The main thing is that I was frightened, took medicine, slept for one night, and I will be full of energy again tomorrow."

Although Madam Pomfrey tried her best to persuade them, Professor McGonagall obviously had no intention of letting them go easily. "They violated school rules and caused injuries to their classmates. They deserved it."

"You three." She glanced at the standing and lying people present, "Come to the Transfiguration Classroom every Wednesday and Saturday night for solitary confinement."

"Until the end of the semester!"

After saying the last sentence, Professor McGonagall asked Madam Pomfrey about Harry's specific injuries. After watching him drink the potion and the color gradually return to his face, he left with peace of mind.

Of course, Hermione and Ron were unlucky. They were invited to have tea in the office by Professor McGonagall.

Don’t you always like to run around when you can’t sleep at night?

Then stay up late to copy the school rules!

If you don't finish copying, you won't be able to sleep tonight.

It’s not too late to update today, the main thing is: I’m at work——

Damn, what a sad story. The poor wage earners who only have one day off a week may not always be able to rest.

Dear parents, please take pity on the children and vote for them! Ye Qiuqiu, you guys~~~