I, Hogwarts Second Week

Chapter 351 The first contact with the gods - searching after the battlefield

"We know where the Death Eaters' secret stronghold on the island is."

As soon as Owen disapparated into the camp, Sirius found him on the back. He looked excited and said urgently: "When we interrogated the giants of the Volcano tribe in the morning, a giant who had been in contact with Death Eaters told us, Their stronghold is on the north side of the island, in a valley."

"Bottom? North?" Owen returned to the tent with Sirius.

While holding Shilok, she smoothed his hair.

He frowned slightly, he had just gone north to look for it. Originally, he thought that those furnace beings were destroying lives everywhere, and the earth was covered with their traces, so it shouldn't be difficult to find them.

But in reality, those traces quickly disappeared. It was as if someone had erased their traces.

Then Owen, who couldn't find his direction, wandered around aimlessly, trying to get lucky, but unfortunately, he didn't get out.

Thinking about it now, it was probably the Death Eaters who had covered up the place where the portkey was hidden, maybe it was the Disillusionment Curse, maybe it was some other spell, in short it obscured his sight.

And his perception?

This is unusual. It is by no means a simple means to block his perception.

It seems that the water in this island in the sky is very deep!

"Yes." He breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems that our mission is finally coming to an end."

Just finding that Portkey and destroying it would probably solve all of this.

That's what he thought.

"After lunch, we'll go over and have a look," he said.

"Where are we?" Owen was sitting on the sofa. The body of the Divine Skin Messenger on the ground was gone. Thinking about it, Sirius should have taken it back to Hogwarts and handed it over to Dumbledore for study.

"Humph - that's you!" He said unceremoniously, "Take your cat with you, I can't disapparate on this island."

"Eh heh heh - what did I think it was? Can't you borrow Harry's Firebolt and fly there yourself?"

"So are you going or not?" Sirius became a little angry and glared at him.

"Go - why don't you go? Things like this that are full of danger and may cost you your life are my favorite things to do."

"What did you say?"

"Me? I'm making your conscience uneasy. By the way, have you succeeded?"

"You brat!" The dog godfather was instantly furious. He really wanted to beat this boy up. If it weren't for the fact that he might not be able to win and would be embarrassed, he would have pulled out his wand and rushed forward.

"(ˉ▽￣~)Cut~~"

With that said, everyone else gradually returned to the tent.

The three little ones also include Madame Maxime and Professor Lupin.

Hagrid seemed to be still accompanying his mother, while Moody and Kingsley—their torture was still going on. It was not a quick thing to interrogate the dozen or so giants from the Volcano Tribe one by one.

The lunch on the Island in the Sky is no different from that at Hogwarts. It is probably made by the elves, but Sirius just brought it here.

"Owen." Hermione called him.

"What's wrong?"

He turned around and saw Hermione looking embarrassed, as if she had something to hide.

"Most of the land here has been destroyed. The giants' fields and the animals in the forest are almost all dead."

"You want them to move?" Owen said bluntly.

"Yes, they are all injured now. It is absolutely impossible for them to snatch the territories of other tribes. I heard that the territory of the Volcano Tribe is also a hell on earth. If we let it go, they will only end up being swallowed up by other tribes. , even if they can barely resist the invasion of other tribes, without land and food sources, do we have to keep raising them?"

"Yeah - that's right." Owen took a bite of the meat waffle.

That idiot Sirius, why did you bring Hermione here?

If she knew that this island was a prison used by wizards to imprison giants, she would take action next.

Unlike the elf, his attitude towards the giant is one - to maintain the status quo.

Elves were on the side of wizards hundreds of years ago.

Like Dobby, even if he is free, he still respects wizards, except for those dark wizards.

But giants are different. They have a naked hostile relationship with wizards, and this hostile relationship continues to this day. They even had conflicts with wizards decades ago.

It is absolutely impossible for wizards to accept such a race returning to the magical world.

"But you have to know that giants are still in a hostile relationship with wizards today. A few decades ago, they had a war with wizards."

"I know, I didn't say I wanted to free the giants." Miss Granger winked at him. "We can win over a group of people first. Doesn't Hagrid want to take his mother back to the Forbidden Forest? I think this is a good direction. It can effectively divide the giant tribe."

"Pull a batch, press a batch, beat a batch." Owen then took a sip of broth, thought about it, and ate a salad.

Miss Granger has grown up!

This is indeed a method. Without completely exterminating this race, dividing and suppressing them is the most correct and kind method.

But the problem is that this method is too time-consuming and requires a huge organization to manage it.

It wasn't something Hermione could just slap on the head and execute.

How to manage the migration of giants into the Forbidden Forest?

Who will manage it?

Will the centaur tribe in the Forbidden Forest welcome them?

Are there other magical animals?

If these problems are not solved, hasty relocation will only create disaster.

"But this requires long-term consideration." After Owen thought for a moment, he turned to look at Hermione.

"Well - the supplies Sirius brought can keep them going for a while, so there's no need to worry too much." Hermione didn't intend to convince everyone immediately. She just made suggestions to let everyone know that they still had such a choice.

Don't think the worst about things.

"Owen." Harry suddenly spoke, wanting to discuss something with him.

He looked up at Owen.

Then he saw Owen reaching out to lift away Hermione's hair that accidentally stuck to her lips while eating.

Suddenly, Harry wanted to go back to the castle - if he died tomorrow, then his wish today must be to find a girl and fall in love!

Ahem - Harry, who had returned from his daze, remembered what he was going to say.

"That Owen - there's someone else next to him!" he said.

"Tch, what's wrong with someone?" Owen glared at him, "Look at you, and some other wizard, are you planning to have your family extinct when you get old?

Looking at the number of wizards, they have been steadily declining over the years. It is estimated that wizards will become extinct in less than a hundred or two hundred years.

Humph - you will know when the time comes, I am taking all the credit now, I am doing it for all wizards! "

Hearing this, everyone at the dinner table suddenly looked a little embarrassed.

Except Hermione, who blushed slightly.

As for the others, Harry Ron will not be mentioned. Sirius, Lupin, and Madam Maxim are all older singles. Although Madam Maxim and Hagrid are very close, it is just an ambiguous period. No one confessed, no one confirmed the other's thoughts.

As for Sirius and Professor Lupin.

One who loves Harry's dad.

One wants to live alone because of his identity.

In short, these people have no plans to get married now, or even in recent years.

"Ahem—" Professor Luping coughed awkwardly, then lowered his head and began to work on his lunch.

And Sirius - he didn't care, he had no intention of getting a wife anyway.

It didn't happen before, and it doesn't happen now.

What's more, we are currently in the midst of the Second Wizarding War. He has no intention of doing so.

It is strange to say that wizards are obviously an immortal species. The lifespan of ordinary wizards can be two hundred and fifty years. Logically speaking, for a species with a long lifespan and estrus for 365 days throughout the year, their number is not large. Probably less.

But now, it is strange that a wizard who got married at the age of nineteen or twenty and gave birth to a child in his early twenties has never been able to increase his population.

Is magic the urbanization of wizards?

Is it the best contraceptive?

"Uh-" Harry was about to say something, but was successfully diverted by Owen. He turned his head and looked at his godfather with bright green eyes.

Yes - Sirius doesn't plan to get married?

If he had a child - could he be the child's godfather?

Okay, it's a bit messy, but it doesn't matter, he and Sirius can go their separate ways.

Harry then looked at Professor Lupin.

In the past year, Professor Luping seemed to be living a good life, his clothes and complexion were very clean and tidy, but he was still single.

Hiss - wait, suddenly, Harry felt that he might have touched some kind of taboo door, thanks to Owen's teachings and the lessons learned from a certain principal.

Sirius and Professor Lupin don't.

Impossible, impossible! He knew Sirius very well. He was a straight-hearted person who dared to love and hate. If his true heart was true, his daily behavior would definitely reveal something.

Could it be Professor Lupine's unrequited love?

Wow - that's really possible.

Harry's eyes were filled with heat. It was great that his two favorite professors had come together.

Harry Potter's eyes became more and more strange, and the smile on his face became more and more public.

Sirius and Lupine were so stared at that they had goosebumps all over their bodies and felt chills from head to toe.

Harry, who smiled at his aunt, naturally attracted Owen's attention.

As smart as he was, he quickly figured out what kind of lewd things were in Harry's head.

No need to guess - his soul must have been tainted by the journals produced by some evil fujoshi organization in the castle, otherwise Harry would not be able to understand so many things.

I just don't know if Hermione has seen it - hiss, it's really disgusting! nausea! So disgusting!

"By the way, what do you want me to do?" He glanced at Harry, expressing disgust at Harry Potter, an idiot who stared straight at people.

Especially when he was staring at two grown men.

"Look - you're still staring at me. Stop looking. I'm embarrassed when I don't see her blushing."

Owen added fuel to the fire.

"Well -" Like a thief who was caught stealing something, Harry quickly looked away, and the smile on his face became embarrassed.

Then he nodded calmly, coughed slightly, and said, "Actually, I just want to learn some magic spells from you.

The kind you cast yesterday. "

"I want to learn too!" Ron raised his hand, not noticing Harry's little thoughts at all.

He has been working hard just now.

After hearing that Harry wanted to learn magic, he immediately stopped what he was doing.

Yesterday, Owen rode a giant dragon to summon the stars, connect the earth, and trigger a volcano to erupt. His figure and magic were like gods.

It's so handsome.

Although Hermione is not bad, she can also cast powerful origin magic when dealing with the Legion of Omens, but Hermione's magic is not as powerful as Owen's spell in terms of coverage area and power of the spell.

Which wizard wouldn't envy that kind of unrestrained and unrestrained style that changes the world from one star to another?

As long as you hold the magic wand in your hand, there is no hope that you can open mountains with your wave of hands, cut off seas with your hands, and travel to the four realms without any problem.

That is the ultimate romance unique to wizards!

"You want to learn! You can! Just give me money!"

"Um - how much do you want?" Harry asked cautiously, having expected Owen to say this. His small coffers could no longer afford the extravagant spending, and his wealth had shrunk severely in just four years.

I really don’t know if I can persist until adulthood.

As for Sirius, he knew something about the Black family's wealth. Owen had told him about it, and Harry believed that as long as he asked for it, Sirius would throw him a large sum of Galleons without asking for any reason. He might even give him all his property directly.

But he definitely can't ask for it. He is not Malfoy. He will work hard to make money and support himself in the future.

"How much?" Owen raised his eyebrows, "It will definitely be a reasonable price.

First of all, you must understand what origin magic is.

Origin, origin, as the name suggests, is magic used to explore the original appearance of magic, such as the three spells of stargazing, which were invented by wizards by observing the planets.

The five major disaster curses were invented through disasters in nature.

This type of magic is far more powerful than Professor Durmstrang's war magic.

Such a powerful magic, how much do you think I should charge you for such a spell? Owen spread his hands with a heartbroken expression on his face, "Let's do this!" Five hundred galleons for a spell! "

"five hundred?"

"Hey, don't think it's too expensive for you." Owen continued, "This is the only one in the magical world. If you think it's too expensive, I still think it's too expensive.

Do you know how high my development costs are and how high my sunk costs are?

Hey - five hundred galleons, no discount! You have to study the psychology of Ms. Zhang. You're already behind, you know that? Owen's seductive voice sounded in Harry's ears, "Girls like romance. You can cast a spell to make meteors fall from the sky. How romantic."

Cedric from our academy, do you know?

He is a warrior and he shined brightly this semester. Even if he didn't win in the end, he still made a splash.

You have to catch up now, so charging you five hundred is really not expensive. "

Owen talked a lot. From his love experience to the psychology of girls, he said that he has a nose and an eye. If you don't know him, you may really believe it.

Among the two, Ron was the first to cover his ears.

Don't listen, don't listen, the bastard chants sutras.

Five hundred galleons, why don’t you go and grab it!

"Five hundred Galleons! Why don't you go and grab it!"

yeah?

I didn't speak? Ron was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Sirius, who was glaring at Owen.

"Robbing? How can robbery be so fast? Huh! No wonder you can't find a girlfriend. You are not willing to spend five hundred yuan to buy a spell. I dare say that Senior Tom will be very willing to pay for it!"

"Why, you still want to join the Death Eaters?" Sirius' face condensed, and then he looked at him with a half-smile, his cheeks were trembling, he was so angry

"Who would join the Death Eaters! What a hopeless future. I'm going to set up a war consulting company and eat both sides! I'll sell magic spells as arms! Haha! I'll definitely make a fortune!"

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Owen's grand ambitions immediately attracted the attention of the wizards present, and of course, all those who received them were unfriendly looks.

It felt like the look in his eyes was like looking at a poisonous seedling and talking about rat shit.

Well, in the end Miss Granger just couldn't stand the strange looks.

She glared at Owen, and then said softly to Harry and Ron, "I think we can set up a learning mutual aid group, and then take time to learn magic together."

"Hey - how can this be done, giving away money for free!" Owen suddenly became unhappy.

However, Hermione did not coddle him, but continued: "I can leave these spells to you."

"Oh! God! Hermione, you are simply an angel." Harry said excitedly.

"That's right, compared to a certain stingy guy, you are really generous!"

"Weasley, what are you talking about!" Owen looked at him, "Is the skin loose? How about I help you tighten it?"

Some cheapskate jumped out immediately.

The four little guys started a new round of chirping.

Until this lunch is over.

The death and sadness that filled the tent disappeared and were filled with joy.

It's really strange - as long as I'm with Owen, happiness always follows.

It seems like it will never leave.

In the afternoon, everyone started their own work again.

A work of kindness.

After a little preparation, Sirius and Owen went to look for the possible door key.

After several apparitions.

They left the gathering of British giants.

The surrounding altitude is still rising and the temperature is still falling.

The giants that reappeared on both sides were mostly originally from the Nordic region. They were more cold-resistant than the British giants.

In the distance, a majestic mountain range blocked their path.

The sprawling mountains, with their backs to the south, are covered with lush pine trees.

Owen had been here in the morning, and after seeing this green forest, he went to other places.

After all, if there was life in the furnace here, how could there be a forest in front of us?

"Just ahead." Sirius and Owen stood at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the endless mountains in the distance.

"The giants of the Volcano Tribe said that those divine skin messengers walked out of these rolling mountains."