I, Hogwarts Second Week

Owen had speculated from a very early age that his grandfather might be the famous ‘Dark Lord’ Grindelwald.

——The title of Dark Lord was imposed on him by later generations.

There has never been a first-generation Dark Lord or a second-generation Dark Lord.

Grindelwald believes that everything he does is for the benefit of all mankind, so he is not dark.

Many years later, Rita Skeeter made this comment about Grindelwald in her fabricated book "The Life and Lies of Albus Dumbledore".

——On the list of the most dangerous dark wizards in ancient and modern times, if he fails to top the list, it is only because a mysterious person of the younger generation came from behind to win the crown.

But it's obvious that Rita Skeeter doesn't fully understand that history.

In Owen's opinion, these words should be changed to - on the list of the most dangerous dark wizards in ancient and modern times, if he does not top the list, it is only because Grindelwald has never spread terror to Britain.

During the period of complete victory, Grindelwald dealt with the entire wizarding world, including North America, Africa, Europe and other continents, and the international wizard hunting team composed of the Ministry of Magic of dozens of countries.

Compared to Grindelwald, Voldemort's influence is worthless.

"Albus." Professor McGonagall whispered. The child in front of him was casting curses on his peers without restraint outside of school.

In her opinion, even the deduction of points is considered minor, and he should be put in solitary confinement.

"Ahem, Minerva, he's just a child." The old principal patted Owen's head without leaving any trace, and then returned the wand to him, "And he hadn't entered Hogwarts yet at that time."

"I think we just need to strengthen education in the future."

"It's getting late." The old headmaster stretched out his hand and half pushed Owen aside, "I think about it, you probably don't know where the Hufflepuff common room is!"

"I'll take you back," he said.

Then in Professor McGonagall's shocked eyes.

An old man and a young man walked past the table filled with all kinds of strange things, pushed open the oak door, and finally disappeared at the top of the stairs.

Vaguely, Dumbledore's gentle care seemed to come back, "You should buy a wand of your own. This will be helpful for your future studies."

“That professor—I have no money!”

"It doesn't matter, I can help you some."

"Thank you Professor, you are so kind to me."

The second day of school.

Owen's name spread like wildfire.

Almost everyone in Hufflepuff knew that this new student who dared to drive the Sorting Hat crazy when he first came up was actually sent back to the dormitory by the principal himself yesterday.

According to Irving's roommate, Justin's advocacy.

Dumbledore's smiles, greetings, and solicitude were all restrained.

In the afternoon, rumors spread that Owen was the illegitimate grandson of a certain professor.

I don’t know which bastard is telling the truth.

Owen was the first to suspect the Weasley twins, but unfortunately he didn't meet each other all day.

The matter had to be dropped.

In the afternoon, Professor Sprout, the headmaster of Hufflepuff, changed his previous bad impression of Owen.

In the herbal medicine class, this little wizard who looked indifferent turned out to have a very rich knowledge of herbal medicine. Although there were various errors in that knowledge, Professor Sprout couldn't help but fall in love with this unique person. Smart student.

In fact, what Owen really wanted to learn was the Care of Magical Creatures course, but unfortunately it was only available in the third year as an elective.

In the words of his grandfather: 'If you get to Hogwarts, go to the Care of Magical Creatures class and see what they are capable of! ’

'And that Hufflepuff house. ’

All right!

It seems that even though so many years have passed, his grandfather Grindelwald's grudge against Senior Newt still hasn't dissipated.

There are two new classes on Tuesday - Charms and Transfiguration.

Professor Flitwick maintained his previous views on Owen and did not like this rude little guy.

It wasn't until Owen waved his wand easily and compared the feather to a shuttle racing back and forth over the classroom that Professor Flitwick immediately enthusiastically gave him a 'five points'.

No way, it's just so good.

And unlike an outstanding Hogwarts alumnus like Owen, a simple levitating spell.

In one class, half of the little wizards' spells were not very successful.

There are several new Hufflepuff students who, after a few failed attempts, are no longer willing to wave their wands.

He said he was afraid of losing face.

On the other hand, the little wizards of Gryffindor were all as face-skinned as a city wall. Ron, that idiot, almost blinded Harry's eyes with his wand.

However, after being hit by Hermione, he became angry and refused to wave the wand again.

"Hey! The little wizard at Hogwarts still lacks stress!"

Sitting on the Hufflepuff bench in the lunch hall, Owen couldn't help but sigh.

"Why, do you know other magic schools?" As soon as he finished speaking, a sarcastic voice came from the Gryffindor bench on the other side.

It's Hermione - the little witch is still angry that she stole the limelight in her Charms class!

"Of course, I know there is a magic school where poor students are made into magic balls by top students."

"Can you imagine? A two-meter-high meat ball, made of the flesh of a wizard. The bumps on the surface are all heads. The key is that they are not dead yet, but their bodies are in harmony with other people. All they can do is day and night. wailing."

"Hi~ It sounds very interesting."

Owen still had a smile on his face, as casually as if he was saying what are you eating.

But others, especially Justin who was sitting next to him, felt a chill on their backs and quickly moved to the other side.

"Pervert!" Hermione said with a cold face, "Do you think I'm a fool? Will wizards allow such a school to exist?"

Although she had only arrived in the magical world not long ago, this kind of school that adhered to the laws of the dark forest was obviously too shocking. No one will believe it easily.

"Really! Rhea Lucalia Magic School!" Owen vowed, "What, do you want to explore the mysteries of the stars and pursue the magic of the stars?"

"I can teach you!"

"Who wants to learn this kind of black magic!" The little witch put down the knife and fork in her hand. She was full.

So angry.

Then he picked up the thick magic book on the table and chair, stood up, glared at Owen fiercely, and walked away.

Well - Owen could swear on Ron's red thread that she must have gone to the library to look up information.

hey-hey!

This is right.

The little wizard is about to roll up!

How can it be possible if you don't go to school well and spend all your time studying how to violate school rules?

It’s true, Hogwarts doesn’t even have summer cram schools.

This is a disaster for an involution master like Owen!

If everyone is not involved, how can we reflect the differences and show the hierarchy?

Isn’t this a world of great harmony?

snort!

This tendency must be nipped in the bud!

The contract has been signed and the status needs to be changed. Friends who have not invested, invest now and make a fortune!