I, Hogwarts Second Week

"If that official is willing to cooperate with our show. An outsider, injured or..."

"After exiting, the children will not be able to find any evidence." Dumbledore put forward his idea tactfully.

"You don't think that a second-year wizard can command an official of the Ministry of Magic, do you?" Snape said contemptuously. Ever since that brat entered Hogwarts, he had discovered that the greatest wizard had Wisdom is falling off a cliff.

Sometimes he couldn't even tell whether he was stupid or had a back-up plan.

Professor Dumbledore nodded, "Maybe I should talk to him personally!"

"After all, Ober Bennie is also my student, isn't he?"

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"Hey! Isn't this Mr. Ober Bennie? What? Do you miss your alma mater?"

The next day, morning auditorium.

Owen, who was sitting at the Hufflepuff table eating Dobby's special French breakfast, looked up and saw Professor Snape leading an acquaintance into the auditorium outside the hall.

"Uh - yes - it's you!" Mr. Aobo subconsciously covered his face.

Then, under the strange gaze of Snape next to him, he let go again in embarrassment.

"Come on, come on!"

Owen stood up and took Mr. Ober with him.

Invited him to sit with him.

He didn't give Snape a good look during the whole process!

snort!

Ever since he only gave Owen an 'A' on his final exam last semester. (pass)

He, Owen Sanchez, is no longer friends with you, Severus Snape.

He didn't give Snape any more trouble this term.

Think of it as air.

Mr. Lu Xun once said: Silence is the highest contempt.

Now, Irving is resolutely implementing this policy.

"I've been promoted!" He handed Mr. Auber a bowl of French bread.

The freshly baked French stick has not yet been strengthened into a weapon.

"The little pawn reaches the bottom line and becomes the queen?"

"Ahem, no, it's just dredging," Mr. Aobo said shyly.

In fact, Owen's two hundred galleons did help him a lot.

It was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

During that time, due to Fudge's complete takeover of power, the Ministry of Magic's power hierarchy was in turmoil, and various staff were transferred frequently.

He changed his identity and successfully joined the team. From the Department of Magical Animal Management, he stepped into the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

Completely entered the most core department of the Ministry of Magic.

"Oh! That's really a promising future!" Owen's eyes lit up, and he suddenly remembered the warning letter that the Ministry of Magic had sent to him during his summer vacation - but it was later discontinued.

Maybe it was Mr. Obo who helped solve the problem.

Sure enough, there is someone in the court who is easy to do things with!

"Eat vegetables, eat vegetables!"

"Justin, bring me your roast goose! Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat. If you don't make a good relationship now, are you going to drink the northwest wind after graduation?" Owen said angrily, and then grabbed it Justin grabbed the plate of roast goose in front of him.

"Me? I'll go back and inherit the family property!"

A certain boy who was robbed of his beloved food said in a confused manner.

"Mom said that after I graduate from Hogwarts, she will arrange for me to go to Oxford to study for a master's degree in finance. This way I can not only inherit his career, but also develop in magic and magic at the same time."

"???" Owen was suddenly stunned.

ah? "Owen was suddenly stunned.

Then he looked at Justin in disbelief with a solemn look that he had never seen before.

The eyes revealed three parts of envy, four parts of surprise and seven parts of anger.

I originally thought that Harry's future achievements would be invincible, but I didn't expect it! Unexpectedly, you, Justin, are the real winner in life! ! !

"Knock! The rich second generation!"

"The rich second generation is amazing! Isn't the rich second generation amazing!!!"

Owen swooped down, grabbed Justin by the collar, and scolded him angrily.

The other child had a confused face.

It took a long time for Owen to calm down.

A trace of sadness and anger could not help but arise in my heart.

"By the way, Mr. Ober, are you coming to Hogwarts?"

Seeing the young wizard in front of him with serious violent tendencies, Obo just wanted to leave as soon as possible.

He answered directly without much thinking: "There has been a deeply worrying attack at Hogwarts, which may be related to a case from decades ago. The Ministry needs an answer."

"That's it?"

"Yes."

"Then -" Owen wanted to ask something else, but Professor Snape standing next to him kept his face cold and cooled them down, which made the already cold auditorium even worse.

Mr. Ober seemed to notice Snape's displeasure.

But it suited him just fine.

It was his wish to leave this demon king as soon as possible.

"Headmaster Dumbledore——"

"Well, you go ahead!" After saying that, Owen turned his head and continued to deal with the polenta in front of him. The enthusiasm just now seemed to be just an illusion.

"Okay -" This actually made Mr. Obo a little embarrassed.

After the two left.

Hannah immediately came over, and before she could speak, Owen's voice rang out: "Ob Benny, an employee of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic, beat him up before and helped him a little."

"???"

After hearing this, Hannah was confused for a while.

What does it mean to beat someone up and actually do him some favors?

Is that Ober Benny some kind of pervert?

Before she could ask any questions, the Gryffindor trio suddenly intervened and interrupted her again.

"Owen, we have to tell you something!" Harry said with a very serious expression.

"Hmm--I don't want to know."

"you"

"Can you be more serious? What we are going to say is very important." Hermione said displeasedly. Her opinion of Owen had declined rapidly recently.

For a moment, this guy seemed to look like the one she had just met.

——No——In other words, he has never changed, only himself

Listening to Hermione's displeased and condescending tone, Owen didn't give her a good look, "Hey, you are so proud that I have to listen to what you say? Miss Granger, I am not Ron Weasley."

Ron, who was hit by an arrow in the knee when the topic suddenly turned to him, was also a little unhappy, "When did I obey her words?"

"Okay." Seeing that a few people were about to have a conflict, Harry quickly interrupted.

"This matter is very important. We speculate that the so-called heir is likely to be Voldemort."

"He might have sneaked into the castle, just like first-year Quirrell! Then he took the opportunity to open that secret room."

"You want to say that there is Voldemort's face on the back of Lockhart's head?" Owen replied while immersed in eating, "He looks like he has very lush hair."

"It's possible -" Harry listened very seriously to Owen's joke, "or somewhere else in the body."