I, Hogwarts Second Week

"Mr. Sanchez" Umbridge smiled coldly.

"Call me Rozier, thanks," Irving added.

"Okay, Mr. Rozier." She changed her words directly without any objection, "You don't seem to have such a right."

"Really?" Owen finally moved his eyes away from the dining table. He looked at Umbridge and said, "Before I came back to the UK, newspapers in many countries in Europe, Africa and North America, celebrities wanted to interview me, but I was eager to return home and declined them. Well - now that I think about it, I was really careless. I should have accepted their interview - and had a good chat with them about the British Ministry of Magic's plan to implement dictatorship at Hogwarts. "

"This is not a dictatorship," Umbridge snapped.

"I think it will be decided by the readers, not you or any committee." Owen looked away, "Well, it's really unlucky. I can't even eat without a meal. Hannah took the plate and went back to the lounge. , can you still swallow it here?"

Owen stood up and walked out.

There was no need for him to cause trouble for Umbridge. He had not yet experienced the demon created by the old toad.

Wait for two days and see again.

Of course, the premise is that the other party does not come to trouble him.

"Well -" Hannah will carry out all of Owen's requests one by one, which is different from Hermione. She will think about whether she should do that or not.

As for Luna - Owen couldn't even guess what she was thinking sometimes, let alone let her listen to him.

Following Owen's footsteps, Hannah also stood up. She picked up her dinner plate and strode out of the auditorium.

"Hey, wait for me." Justin also stood up in a hurry and followed.

Then came Susan, Ernie and the others.

Then, the entire Hufflepuff table became restless.

Everyone stood up one after another, dragged dishes and bowls, and left the auditorium in a grand manner.

"Wait a minute - you guys stop!"

Umbridge roared, her face livid.

The authority that he had managed to establish for three months seemed to be about to collapse in an instant.

She would never allow this.

It took her a lot of effort

But it didn't help. This time, her voice was much more normal, but it didn't stop the little wizards.

More little wizards stood up and joined the leaving team.

Harry was even faster. He and Justin got up almost at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, Hermione, Ron, and Seamus also chose to leave the auditorium.

In the blink of an eye, all the Gryffindors were gone.

Three minutes later - except for the Slytherins, all the little wizards from the other three houses ran away.

"Damn it!" Umbridge roared angrily.

"Bang!" She threw her plate on the ground, her eyes full of resentment, which was completely different from her previous expressions.

Not everyone in the remaining Slytherins likes Umbridge, no one likes her - it's just because she brings power to the Snake House, so they reluctantly support her.

And once this power cannot be maintained, they don't mind adding insult to injury.

At this time, there were many little snakes watching the show with sneers.

But to say how miserable Umbridge is now, it's hard to say that it's more miserable than miserable - those poor guys hanging in the doorway are miserable.

I couldn't even cry out - because my mouth was blocked.

"Draco—" Umbridge said suddenly.

She wanted Draco to bring a patrol team to intercept the little wizard.

But just when he was about to speak.

Suddenly, on the long table in the auditorium.

The food on the tables of the four major colleges disappeared in the blink of an eye.

It was clean, and the tabletop seemed to have been wiped by someone, giving off a waxy sheen.

"what happened?"

The Slytherins looked at each other in shock, something that had never happened to them in all their years at Hogwarts.

This has never happened before.

And just when the Slytherins were stunned and at a loss.

At this moment in the Hufflepuff common room, all the food appeared out of thin air.

Dishes covered the tables and cabinets in the lounge like a carpet.

Those that couldn't be placed were floating in mid-air.

From the vine ladder leading to the men's and women's dormitories to the resting platform on the second floor.

and throughout the entire lobby on the first floor. The little wizards held up their plates and shouted loudly.

"Oh! Long live Owen!"

"Long live Owen!!"

Everyone screamed and celebrated the victory.

It looked like they were holding a banquet all around.

And such scenes also appeared in the other three lounges.

"What's there to celebrate?" Owen lay on the armchair.

The dinner plate floated in front of him. If he wanted to eat something, the food would jump to him.

At this time, all the smart people are doing their homework - only the fools are still celebrating.

Obviously - most people are fools, and he is the only one busy doing the work.

Lunch time flies by.

Owen soon had his fill.

His limbs collapsed on the chair, and his whole body made a big gesture.

The long silver hair spread out due to his friction, and was thrown behind the armchair like a waterfall.

Slowly - the cheers in the lounge died down.

Many people looked at Owen strangely.

Especially when they looked at him, everyone couldn't help but feel a little hot and their cheeks turned red.

At this time - Hannah was the first to react.

Her eyes scanned the surroundings carefully and came behind Owen.

"Why did you grow your hair long?" she asked gently.

"I was forced to have no choice." Owen said lazily. "It grows too fast. I'm not Teacher Tony. It would be too ugly to cut my own hair, so I'll just keep it like this."

"Growing up too fast?" Hannah stretched out her hand with a normal expression and ran her fingertips through the silky silver hair.

So smooth - her eyes lit up, and she was about to ask Owen what kind of conditioner he used, but when she thought about it carefully, he must have been born with it, and it didn't look like Owen could use magical things like conditioner. wizard.

"It only takes seven days from the bald head to spreading to the back." Owen said sadly. "The only thing I'm thankful for is that it stopped growing after a certain length."

"So fast?" Hannah quickly helped Owen twist his hair with her fingers.

Her blonde hair is also very soft, and she usually wears it in a braid, one or two.

So Hannah is very skilled at this.

"Is it a potion? Or a curse? This is obviously abnormal."

"It's a curse." Owen said pessimistically. "I guess even if I crush the person who cursed me to death, nothing will change."

Even if he kills the foreign god, the changes in his body will not stop.

"Okay -" Hannah's heart sank. She was just worried that something might happen to Owen. She was just scared and worried.

Forget it - it's over, isn't it?

"Owen." This is when Justin came over, "I heard from Harry and the others that you were also present during the [Battle of Poseidon]?"

"Here, what's wrong?" Owen opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, which would give Hannah more room to operate.

"Oh my God! You are really here!"

At this time, all the little wizards around were mobilized and wanted to go.

Summer vacation - The Daily Prophet took turns reporting that Hermione participated in the war and was the pride of all British wizards. The Hufflepuffs found it strange at the time.

How could Owen not be present at such a 'feast'?

But after looking through the newspapers, they didn't see Owen's name.

"Tell us! What happened at that time?"

"I heard that the super hurricane in the Mediterranean almost destroyed a country."

"Millions of Muggles were affected by the disaster, right?"

The little wizards blinked excitedly and sat there one by one, ready to listen to the story.

"It is normal for a super hurricane to affect millions of people." Owen followed their wishes and began to explain slowly, "However, the direct casualties were the Muggle merchant ships passing by at the time, and the subsequent attacks by the [Evil Omen] monsters. "

"How many people can there be?" Susan came to Hannah's side and joined in combing Owen's hair.

"Hey, hey - just mess around. What do you two want to do?" Owen's eyes raised, he became more and more 'madam' looking at his discovery, and quickly stopped him.

Susan smiled and unbraided her hair and braided it again.

"About 10,000 people died directly." He continued, "The location of the hurricane happens to be a sea channel, and there are many ships coming and going."

"Ten thousand?" The little wizards around him took a breath.

And Justin - he had the biggest reaction because his mother wasn't among those 10,000 people.

This is thanks to Hermione and Harry.

They saved his mother - which is why he fought so hard to defend Hermione this year, resulting in Hufflepuff being at the bottom of the pile.

"After some of the [Sons of Omen] escaped one after another, the casualties caused were probably around tens of thousands."

"Tens of thousands——"

If you were a Muggle - maybe you wouldn't be surprised by the death of tens of thousands of people. After all, there was a conflict in that country in the Middle East or Africa, and the death toll in that war was not hundreds of thousands, or even millions.

But for little wizards.

Tens of thousands of people - that's almost the total number of wizards in Britain!

The Quidditch World Cup only attracted 100,000 wizards from all over the world.

Tens of thousands of people - equivalent to one-third or one-quarter of the World Cup.

"There are also those who died due to the curse. These are not counted as direct casualties."

"Oh my god - what about the Statute of Secrecy? Tens of thousands of Muggles died - the wizarding world can't hide it anymore!"

At this time, a little wizard raised doubts.

And after he said it, it immediately aroused the recognition of a large number of young wizards.

Everyone nodded - yes - and what about the secrecy law?

Hearing this, Owen rolled his eyes at them, "You guys - the heads of governments of various countries know the existence of magic. For example, after the new British Prime Minister takes office, the Minister of Magic will choose a day to meet with him. The British royal family and the Queen also have court wizards. Responsible for protecting her safety."

"This time it's just that the government knows more people."

"That's it." Ernie nodded. He sat next to Justin. As a pure-blood wizard, he obviously didn't know this.

Most young wizards don't know that. They think that the magical world and the Muggle world are two worlds that really do not interfere with each other and exist in parallel.

"But it was really a big fuss this time. Many civilians saw some magical phenomena. And this is not a few decades ago. At that time, the circulation of information still relied on telegraphs. Now the whole world knows about it with just a phone call. Many rumors and rumors are going on. .

Even the International Confederation of Wizards cannot handle such a huge leak. It is impossible for them to cast an oblivion spell on all Muggles in the region. "

"What should we do?" Justin asked.

"Are we going to coexist peacefully with Muggles?"

"Haha - coexistence is inevitable, we don't know whether it will be peaceful or not." Owen answered lazily.

"Yes! I heard that Muggles used that kind of weapon to deal with monsters under the sea." Justin showed a rather worried expression. Like Hermione, he was born as a Muggle. If the two worlds are very tense, If so, their position will become very awkward.

"Owen." His eyes fell on the girl who was fascinated by the two of them, and Owen was playing with various hairstyles. "Does the wizard have magic that can resist that kind of weapon?"

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Hearing the sound, Owen rolled his eyes at him, "What nonsense are you talking about!

In an instant, there were hundreds of millions of high temperatures, several kilometers of fireballs, and dozens of kilometers of air waves. Is that defensive? "

"You can only feel the apparation before the explosion. Just turn on the light - and you can point your middle finger to the sky."

"Why?" he then asked.

Owen didn't have the patience to explain it to this guy, but he couldn't understand it. Among the young wizards, only Hermione could probably understand the principle, because in addition to reading magic books, she also likes to read all kinds of Muggle books. Popular science books, Hermione can carry "A Brief History of Time", "The Universe in a Nutshell", "The Strings of the Universe" and so on in her bag.

Old Deng didn't know whether he could understand this principle.

He fell silent.

His head was spinning rapidly.

After a while, he said: "This is difficult to explain, the principle is very complicated, and you can't understand it at all.

Uh--forget it.

To put it simply, large-mass matter will cause space-time to curve. For example, the space-time around the sun is affected by the huge mass of the sun, forming a curve of space-time. The planets move according to their geodesics, which is equivalent to uniform linear motion in the inertial system. .

At the moment when that kind of weapon explodes, the huge mass and material ejection will also cause a subtle bending of space and time. Although this bending is very weak and will be restored in an instant, it will have a huge impact on the Displacement Curse, such as the distortion of time and space. Unstable, causing magic to be unable to be cast at all, or the curvature of time and space causing the wizard's body to separate during the process of apparation, etc. - in short, you cannot apparate immediately in the next few seconds of the newspaper, but wait until you can By the time they left, the fireball and heat had come over, so they were left waiting to die. "

"Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Owen looked around.

Then I got a brand new one, fresh out of the oven, with clear and silly eyes.

“You can understand it—” Justin said, “but you can’t understand the words together.”

"Fuck you!" Owen yelled.

"Read more, study more, you don't listen at all! It seems that I should ask Hermione to send a letter to your mother and ask her to find some physics and mathematics teachers for you to make up for your lessons during the summer vacation."

"Don't-" Justin jumped up immediately, "Those were the few free days I had."

"Tch—you guys! It's already hopeless."

Owen turned around.

The little wizards were confused for a while. The energy is back.

Noisy asked him many questions again.

Owen also replied calmly.

And this continued until the first class in the afternoon.

The afternoon for fifth year Hufflepuffs was a History of Magic session.

Owen finally wore his wife's hairstyle and went to class with Hannah, Justin and others, bringing the textbooks that Hermione had prepared for him.

Life is hard!

In class, Professor Binns' familiar and nostalgic huffing and drawing drawl made Owen extremely happy.

Although most of the little wizards collapsed and fell asleep within five minutes of class starting.

Taking this opportunity, Owen tore out a piece of paper from his notebook, stained it with ink, and wrote on it quickly with his quill.

——The Red Queen

——I am happy to inform you that our plan can be implemented. I have prepared what you want, and it comes with a small gift.

——Please contact me as soon as possible.

--Vincent.

After class, he found an elf in the lounge.

Since the incident in the kitchen, the little wizards at Hogwarts have respected all the little wizards they participated in. Even if they are ordinary little wizards, if you need help, they will be happy to help you.

"Find a public owl in the school and send this letter to Malfoy Manor for Lucius."

"Okay sir." The elf nodded and then disappeared.

In the afternoon, they have another class.

In other words, he still has an elective course.

Ancient runes.

To be honest, there is no need for him to take this class. Professor Bathsheda Bablin may not know as many runes as he does.

After all, he accepted the knowledge from the previous heir of Dean Brigid Weasley. The magical world has always been slow to study runes, and there has been no major development in hundreds of years.

In the evening, he met Hermione in the library.

At six or seven o'clock, the library was crowded.

According to Hermione, it's because Umbridge doesn't teach them decent magic at all, and Dumbledore didn't know where he found a lot of brand-new magic books and scrolls, tens of thousands or even more. A large number of novel magics were recorded, and everyone was attracted by them.

Owen became interested. After browsing in the library for a long time, he realized that Dumbledore had moved the books from the large underground warehouse in Ionia to Hogwarts.

There was no telling which of those magic files might contain evil black magic. The old principal was so bold.

But according to Hermione, there are indeed some very useful magics recorded in those magic books. A little wizard learned something new from it.

Something new - I'm afraid it's not a step-by-step guide to summoning alien gods from scratch.

Forget it, since Dumbledore moved the things back, it was his fault and he didn't bother to care about it.

"what are you doing?"

On the long table in the library, Owen watched Hermione casting a spell on a gold galleung.

"You're not going to study the magic of cracking goblins and then copy gold Galleons!"

"I'm not that boring, okay!" Hermione rolled her eyes at him and said, "This is a fake gold galleung. It is an alchemy tool. By passing many fake gold galleons, they are made into a simple communication tools.

Umbridge wouldn't allow us to practice magic in private, so I planned to form a resistance group in secret, and this was my vehicle to contact the members. "

"She doesn't allow you to practice magic in private? She's so lenient." Owen shouted, but just when he was about to speak again.

The trouser leg beside him was tugged.

He was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and saw a familiar elf.

"Sir, your reply." It was handed to Owen without any wax or sealing wax on it.

Then it disappeared with a 'pop' sound.

"Hey, so fast?" Owen was slightly startled.

It seems our Red Queen can’t wait any longer.

Otherwise, why would you reply in such a hurry?

"Who is it?" Hermione raised her head, her eyes gleaming with danger.

"Not the little wizard at school," Owen replied, opening the letter.

"That's the little wizard from Paris."

"What are you thinking about?" Owen laughed playfully and glanced at the letter.

——Tonight, eleven o'clock, Hogwarts Observatory.

——The Red Queen

"Hogwarts?" The moment he saw the letter, Owen was stunned. Can one enter and exit Hogwarts at will?

How sure is she that she can sneak into the school?

And - Dumbledore is still here tonight.

Although he was away from school for most of this year, he was here tonight, and he didn't pick a good time.

Hermione had been watching Owen's expression, watching his expression gradually become astonished. Then, she suddenly said in a strange accent, "It won't be written on it. I asked you to meet there in the middle of the night."

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Owen rolled his eyes at her and handed the letter in his hand to Hermione.

The moment she put the letter aside, the expression on Miss Granger's face froze.

"I"

"Congratulations, you guessed it right." Owen leaned his head and looked at her with a smile.

Faced with the teasing of the young man in front of her, Hermione's expression became very unnatural. She pressed the letter on the seat, and then stared at Owen with scorching eyes as if interrogating a prisoner.

"Who is the Red Queen?"

"You'll know if you go and see it?" Owen teased, "It's eleven o'clock tonight." Then he looked at the non-existent watch on his left hand and said, "It's six-thirty here, let's go eat first. Dinner, and then you can go back and take a nap. Remember – don’t stay up late!”

He stood up slowly, waved his hand, and all the books on the table floated on their own, and then returned to the bookshelf where they should be.

"Let's go," he said, holding out his hand.

Although Miss Granger was full of doubts, the teasing was teasing, and she had always trusted Owen.

She was not used to it and took his hand.

Then the two of them quickly left the library.

Everyone had a great time at dinner.

Because the old toad did not appear at the guest of honor table.

The twins even set off fireworks in excitement.

Fireworks exploded in the sky above the auditorium, and then two green elves were transformed into dancing with their hands on their hips.

Although there are still more than twenty days until Christmas, everyone is already feeling the joy of the holidays.

After dinner, on the way back to the lounge, Owen also encountered several portraits of people playing cheerful music.

It seems - it's really a holiday.