I, Hogwarts Second Week

Time flows.

In the blink of an eye, only 1% of the students' happy summer vacation is left.

With Dobby's help, Owen doesn't have to carry many things with him.

When he left home, he had his hands in his pockets and only one of Tom's notebooks in his coat.

The last day of August.

Owen arrived at King's Cross Station on time at around ten o'clock in the morning.

Maybe it's because he came too early.

So I didn't meet Harry and the others.

Passed through the wall, boarded the train, and sat down in an empty carriage.

The windows were full of wizards seeing them off, which gave Owen plenty of material.

He quickly took out his notebook and continued writing his story!

Damn—I shouldn’t have deceived Voldemort in the first place!

For more than a month, every day he was wondering what he would make up tomorrow!

This summer vacation, he had a very uncomfortable time.

What's even more infuriating is that as the only reader, damn Tom still doesn't react at all.

Not like our lovely readers.

Why don't you give the poor author some recommendation votes, monthly votes or something like that?

Hmm - I hope the little wizards who voted will receive letters from Hogwarts soon.

"Merlin's beard is Owen, hurry up!" The soft footsteps of a group of young wizards came from outside the compartment.

"It's really him!"

"Go quickly, go quickly."

"We'll be doomed if he targets us."

Several more voices were heard, and after they looked at Owen through the window, they quickly shrunk their necks and ran away in a hurry.

"Um - am I famous now?" Owen touched his fair and tender face, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After a whole year of hard work, almost no one in Hogwarts wanted to stay with him except Harry and the others.

The reason - fear.jpg.

Even Hufflepuff, not everyone can accept him.

At least the prefect Truman had silenced him on the spot.

"Hello."

Just when Owen came to his senses and was about to continue making up lies to fool Tom, the door of the compartment was suddenly opened.

An ethereal voice like singing came to my ears.

That was—a girl with silver eyes, dark golden brown hair, and sparkling eyes.

She wore a pair of carrot-shaped earrings in her earlobes and a necklace of butterbeer corks around her neck.

Her dusty temperament makes her extraordinarily gorgeous.

Like the projection of the moon on the human world.

"Can I sit here?" She dragged her suitcase with one hand. One hand holds a pair of strange red and blue star glasses.

"Of course, feel free to do so."

Owen waved his wand and helped her put the suitcase away.

"That's amazing." Luna lifted her skirt slightly and sat across from him.

He put on his weird glasses and looked at him.

She looked very casual.

Her legs kept dangling, and her red stockings were exposed from the bottom of her skirt from time to time.

Very cute.

"You are being harassed by a harassing fly." Suddenly she stared at her silver-white, moon-like eyes and said sympathetically.

"Harassment?"

"Yes, harassing flies... they are invisible and will float into your ears and mess up your mind." She said, "I thought I saw one buzzing here just now."

She slapped the air with both hands, as if chasing away large invisible moths.

"Oh~ There are no creatures that bother me, miss. I think you must have seen it wrong."

Little Angel Luna, who was rebutted by Owen, did not retort anxiously. She just still used her wandering eyes and the sympathy between her eyebrows, and said in a soft voice: "You must be being harassed." Tangled.”

"Otherwise, why would you be so lonely?"

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Hear the sound.

Owen gently closed the notebook in his hand.

It was rare that he didn't have any negative emotions. He just smiled like an old friend and said, "Dear Luna, I'm so happy to see you again."

Luna Lovegood.

A true Ravenclaw.

The true spiritual heir of Rowena Ravenclaw.

He is also the only familiar friend of Owen who has not changed in a week.

He met Luna when he was in fourth grade.

At that time, it had been less than two years since he left Hogwarts. Although their relationship was very good, - how should I put it, their friendship was not destined to be.

"You know me." Luna said with certainty. Although it was her first time meeting Owen, the other person's eyes could not deceive anyone.

"It was like a dream. In the dream, we were good friends."

"Yeah?"

"Then we can continue to be friends!" Without any doubts, Luna put down her glasses, then stretched out her white hand, "My name is Luna Lovegood. This year's freshman."

"Owen, Owen Sanchez, sophomore."

As a friend, Owen reached out and responded.

Just like that, the two young hands overlapped each other.

"I heard about you." Luna stood up and sat next to Owen.

She fumbled around in the pink backpack around her waist, and after a few minutes, she took out a magazine.

"The Quibbler, my dad's magazine," she said.

Then, I turned a few pages.

"Look at it," she said, pointing to a photo in the magazine. "My dad doesn't like Lockhart either. He thinks he's too flamboyant."

I don’t know which reporter took the photo.

The pause happened to be the moment when Harry pulled out his wand and cast a spell on Lockhart, causing Lockhart to fall down in embarrassment.

The protagonist is naturally the famous savior, and Owen is just a supporting role, vaguely in the corner of the photo.

"It's a pity that my handsome face was not photographed." Owen took a look and then said with disgust.

"I think so." Luna looked at Owen sincerely, "You look much better than in the photo."

"It's just a weird smile." She shook her head and said in a daze, "It's fake."

Owen looked at her, his eyes flowing and clear as never before.

He suddenly remembered his last farewell to Luna.

It was midsummer and the buds had just sprouted that day.

The valley at Hogwarts is filled with green grass blowing in the wind.

He couldn't remember the details clearly, but he could hear that ethereal voice in his ears: "I hope every smile you make in the future will be sincere."

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The last ray of summer's light shone through the car window on Owen and Luna.

The train started slowly.

The aroma of green grass from the countryside comes in, making people feel relaxed and happy.

At noon, Owen bought a large bag of snacks and two glasses of iced pumpkin juice.

The two talked and laughed, and he cooperated with her until they reached Hogsmeade Station.

Not until another soft voice interrupted them.

"Owen." Hannah, filled with anger, squeezed through the crowd.

She wanted to ask why he sent eight letters a day to her house for two months.

But just walked out of the crowd.

Oncoming scene.

Owen is introducing Luna to the legend of the Black Lake.

Suddenly, the anger in Hannah's heart disappeared and turned into an indescribable grievance.

Thanks to Si Quan for the Qidian coin reward.

——Failed to advance in four rounds

——But it’s okay, it happens to be on the shelves on the 1st, so there’s no delay.

The mentality is so stable!