I, Hogwarts Second Week

Chapter 66 Ron Weasley

Owen put his hood back on.

Dark eyes fell on Malfoy.

He had nothing to do with Draco, the second week's friend.

In fact, the reason is very simple.

Because there are certain qualities in a girl that are cute.

If you put it on a boy, it's the point where you hit hard and hard!

Although they have similar names and life experiences, he has never connected Zhoumu and Erzhoumu.

Miss Draco is Miss Draco and Malfoy is Malfoy.

His relationship with Miss Draco was one of pure revolutionary friendship.

Back then, their family provided a large amount of financial support to the Death Eaters. In order to prevent possible liquidation in the future, Owen deliberately asked her to leave the UK.

If there was anyone who really struggled with Miss Drake, it would be Harry Potter from Week 1. Is it okay that someone almost achieved enlightenment through cultivation?

Many years later, a certain scumbag, a playboy, defended truthfully.

"Who are you?" Malfoy finally came to his senses amid the quarrels around him.

He looked directly at Melina. He was still young and didn't understand the love and affection, but it was human nature to stop when he saw something beautiful.

And based on the background of the Malfoy family, generally anything the eldest young master likes will be brought home.

He looked at Melina's dress. Although there was no decoration, her delicate white hands made his heart beat faster.

"Do you like it?" A certain 'girl' whose face could not be seen clearly stretched out her slender hands and made various gestures in the air.

"Hi -" Before he could finish his words, he noticed that the hand in his sight suddenly became huge and got closer and closer to him.

Um--this plot seems inexplicably familiar.

like.

Time passed, and a few years later, when he and his father were buying antiques in Diagon Alley, they seemed to encounter an old man with white hair and a nightmare.

They are selling something.

Then--

ah! Ah, why? Why can't I remember it all of a sudden?

What happened then?

The memory in my mind suddenly became blurry. He only remembered that he seemed to have been treated badly, but he couldn't remember what happened.

At this time, his memory was like a ball of oil paintings mixed with various colors, messed up and turned into an impression painting.

Suddenly, a lot of unfamiliar memories flooded into Draco's head.

Owen's hand stopped in mid-air, and his slender index finger reached between Draco's eyebrows without making contact.

Silver, like a strand of silk memory, gurgled out from the fingers.

Gradually blinded Draco's eyes.

"You are Miss Draco, you are Miss Draco, you are Miss Draco."

"Deductive method, become a witch, become a witch, become Mahou Soju."

His nagging voice, along with that stunning face, flowed into Draco's mind.

ah!

Would you like to have a taste of magical transformation?

For a wizard, it is quite simple to change a person's cognition.

"I am - Miss Draco."

Malfoy said blankly, his eyes completely taking on the shape of Owen.

"this--"

Ron on the side widened his eyes and looked at the 'girl' in front of him in disbelief.

Oh my God! What magic is that!

He swallowed, and the thought of Malfoy turning into a girl suddenly came to his mind.

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeising.

When he thought of this, he felt a chill running down his back.

Maybe it was because he had been in contact with him for so long that he almost forgot that the guy in front of him was a proper little dark wizard, and he could easily use all kinds of forbidden spells.

"Kid Ron—" Perhaps sensing the look Ron was looking at him, Owen, who was wearing a hood, suddenly turned around and said with a hint of joking in his voice, "Do you also want to be a magical girl?"

"Lon-san?"

Although he clearly didn't see Melina's face, which Owen transformed into, Ron still saw it in front of his eyes as if he were hallucinating, and the smile on his lips raised.

"Come with me!"

Grab the hand of some little wizard trying to escape.

Owen and Draco quickly disappeared into the street.

After a while.

On the long cobblestone street, several little wizards suddenly appeared again.

By this time, Owen had removed the illusion magic from him.

"I'm warning you, it takes a lot of time for me to create a trumpet. If you let me know, you will spread the news about today."

Owen said as he patted the Malfoy classmate beside him.

He was in a daze and still accepting the information delivered by Owen. The computing power of his little brain was a bit small.

Quack slow!

"Uh-" After swallowing, Ron nodded quickly, "I didn't see anything, I don't know anything."

"clever!"

Owen nodded with satisfaction, he liked to deal with smart people.

And what about Ron?

He bought it with ten galleons, which was actually a small bag of unicorn hair.

As for where Owen got his unicorn hair.

Ron of course thought of the previous incident in the Forbidden Forest and immediately shut up.

It felt like as I continued talking, the little black wizard in front of me, who was greedy for money and had some weird habits, was going to kill him.

"Your eyes are a bit dangerous! Ron."

"No, I didn't think about anything." He turned his head quickly, but his mind unconsciously thought of Melina's stunning appearance just now.

It turns out that Owen likes women’s clothing!

After lunch in Diagon Alley.

Owen, who has nowhere to go, is still cleaning up his house.

Then he continued to wander around Diagon Alley.

Suddenly, when they looked up, they suddenly realized that they had arrived at Madam Malkin's robe store.

I saw a variety of wizard robes piled up in the store.

"Wait!" he said.

Ron grabbed Owen who was already distracted. Pulled him into Madam Malkin's robe store.

"welcome!"

Madam Malkin is a friendly, stocky witch.

The whole store was deserted, and the only customers were him, Ron, and Malfoy.

Indeed, this is not the time for students to buy clothes.

Summer vacation has just begun.

Everyone is still having fun!

"I want to buy a new robe, a Hogwarts student robe." Ron said directly.

"Of course, are you buying it for yourself?" After saying this, Mrs. Malkin waved, and a tape measure flew beside her. The tape showed its tape, and it seemed that she was going to measure Ron's size.

"No, it's for my sister." Ron took a step back anxiously.

This was his first time entering Madam Malkin's robe store.

His school uniforms are leftovers from his older brothers.

The most visited places are second-hand abaya shops.

With his cheeks slightly red, he quickly calmed down.

But then he realized that he didn't seem to know what size Ginny wore!

"She is a little shorter than me and a little thinner." He gestured with his hands and explained awkwardly.

It's funny.

The company still had no power all day today.

My cell phone was turned off around ten o'clock in the morning.

Oh my god, we really did everything on this day, including Landlords, Hide and Seek, exploring the company building, and various walks outside!

Damn it, I'm so fucked up.