I, Hogwarts Second Week

"Oh! Dobby, you don't want anything to happen to your savior!"

Owen said jokingly.

Both Harry and Dobby were embarrassed by the sudden transition between offense and defense.

However, this trick is useless.

Of course that's impossible.

You can tell by looking at Dobby's slightly panicked expression.

Not only does this trick work;

"No - Harry Potter's friends are going to hurt Harry Potter."

"Dobby would never allow this to happen!"

Having said that, the elf seemed to have made up his mind.

He suddenly stretched out his withered hand.

He snapped his fingers lightly.

Then, the bricks and stones in the entire alley were shaking crazily.

It's like coming to life.

The pieces are like loose building blocks, separated from the original structure.

Then they all hit Owen and Harry.

"Okay, forget that this little elf is not very smart." Owen waved his wand quickly.

The floating spell was thrown out instantly.

Fight with Dobby for control of those bricks.

"Isn't this guy's ancestral home from Ameryk?"

Is the best way to save a suicidal person to shoot him first?

What kind of free America is this?

Not only Owen, but also Harry next to him was stunned for a moment.

Listen to that elf's tone.

He wants to save himself, right?

Right!

"interesting."

The magic of elves is indeed completely different from that of wizards.

In terms of magical power, Dobby didn't even have as much magic power as an eleven-year-old wizard.

But in terms of controlling magic, he is even better than some adult wizards!

What anomaly is this?

After all, skills require years and months of practice.

And he still needed a teacher to teach him. He wouldn't believe that Lucius would hire a private teacher for his elf.

"Thunderbolt explosion!"

Blast all the annoying bricks and stones around into powder.

Owen moved forward and cast the curse again, "Everything turned to stone."

He jumped up and moved towards Dobby's face.

The elf seemed to see Owen's intention.

Taking advantage of his size, he lowered his head to avoid the fatal petrification spell.

Then he stepped back continuously.

Attempt to escape by apparating!

It's a pity that Owen's movements are faster than that.

Whenever the space around Dobby begins to distort, he will cast an anti-disapparation spell, although this spell cannot restrain the elf.

But it's okay to interrupt it.

"Do you know how Voldemort died tragically in front of us last semester?" Owen sneered, looking at this stupid elf.

"It's fire! Slow fire!"

"Don't say you don't know. Malfoy must have told his father about it!"

"Don't you know?"

His wand lit up green again, "Tell me, what did Lucius send you to do?"

Listening to Owen's questions, Dobby's curled up body trembled slightly. It starts with subconscious fear when hearing someone's name.

But then, a trace of doubt appeared in a pair of big round eyes.

Even if its head wasn't very bright, it realized at this time that the little wizard in front of it seemed to have misunderstood something.

"No - the master didn't ask Dobby to find Harry Potter. Dobby asked for it himself."

"Yourself?" Owen was startled when he heard this. Does this little thing really not know?

No—no!

This is not a novel. He can't treat others as fools!

Draco's abnormality, his own elf's abnormality.

The news his son brought back.

Even if Lucius didn't know any of this.

Did he not buy anything for two whole weeks?

There are still a lot of creditors waiting to collect money in Diagon Alley!

Wouldn't he know?

How could he not know!

Owen continued to examine Dobby.

Not that he suspected that the stupid prairie dog had deceived him.

It just feels a little strange.

Just when the scene returned to calm, an owl suddenly flew across the sky.

Then a letter branded with the Ministry of Magic's logo fell from the sky. fell in front of Owen.

The letter opened automatically when you looked at him at eye level.

A voice that was very familiar to Owen sounded.

——Mr. Sanchez:

We received a report and learned that at 2:30 noon today, you used a levitating spell, an explosive spell, and a petrifying spell in a corridor in London.

You know that underage wizards are not allowed to use magic outside of school. If you engage in such behavior again, you may be expelled from the school ("Reasonable Restraint of Minor Wizards Act", 1875, paragraph 3). )

Please also remember that according to Article 13 of the International Statute of Secrecy of the International Confederation of Wizards, any magical activity that may attract the attention of non-magical members (Muggles) is a serious offense.

Have a happy summer!

Auber Bennie

Ministry of Magic

Misuse of the Magic Office is prohibited.

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"Mr. Benny has been promoted?" Owen held the letter in his hand with a look of disbelief on his face. It was clear that two weeks ago he was still a poor employee of the Department for the Care of Magical Creatures.

How come you ended up in the Abuse of Magic Office in a blink of an eye?

This - after making a fortune from him, the pawn crossed the river and turned into a car?

"Owen."

The kind-hearted Harry didn't care about Owen's sudden betrayal.

After seeing the letter with the Ministry of Magic printed on it, he had all his worries written on his face and ran over, "Has the Ministry of Magic discovered us?"

For Harry, being expelled from Hogwarts was simply a more terrifying thing than killing him.

"Afraid of Gil!" Owen held the letter and rubbed his hands together. A ball of flame instantly burst out and burned the stupid paper to ashes.

"What a Ministry of Magic, what a law of secrecy! One day I will abolish them all!"

"Don't panic!" He looked sideways at Harry. "Even if Fudge is here today, I still dare to pull his beard in front of him. How dare he fart!"

"You! You still claim to be the leader of Grindelwald Circle!" Owen smiled disdainfully, and then looked at Dobby calmly, "Harry, I think you have completely failed to understand the current power of Hogwarts. How hard!”

"On the surface! Dumbledore, the greatest wizard in the world, is in charge, and there is also the Order of the Phoenix."

"Secretly, there is also the protection of my grandfather Grindelwald, the greatest dark wizard, and there are also saints organizations watching the scene."

"Although the two of them seem to be having a cold war, I think this will definitely be a bedside fight and a regular scene at the end of the bed."

Owen worriedly taught, "With this kind of strength, let alone the small British Ministry of Magic, even if Voldemort is resurrected and the Death Eaters attack - even if the United European Allied Forces arrive."

"What's there to be afraid of!"

"Don't think I'm too arrogant! The background is really too tough. My strength doesn't allow me to be humble!"

Owen waved his hand domineeringly, as if he had everything under control.

"Why did you use magic today?"

With that said, he threw a few more obstacle spells and stun spells at Dobby.

"Wizards are born free!!!"

My little niece is one month old! He’s old! old.