I, Hogwarts Second Week

As he spoke, he told Owen everything he heard and the results of his investigation at Hogwarts these past few days.

"Fifty years ago, the Chamber of Secrets was opened. A young wizard was killed, and Hagrid was taken away as a suspect."

As he said this, Harry suddenly felt bad. He thought about Grindelwald.

He had argued with Hermione last term.

As for why the guards at Nurmengard didn't tell the criminals about their escape.

According to the temperament of those magic officials, they will never really investigate deeply, but will simply and crudely arrest Hagrid again.

"Stop! I just want to know, have you reported to the professor this time?"

"Said it." Ron said first.

"Ahem! We accidentally bumped into Snape while we were investigating."

"Oh! What did he say after listening?" Owen asked curiously.

"Well -" Ron was silent for a moment, then he pinched his throat and said slowly in Snape's tone: "Mr. Potter, your so-called guess is really shocking. I thought your brain was different from the giant..." There should still be some subtle differences in the monster's brain, but now it seems that the biggest difference between you and that kind of creature may be that its stick is thicker."

I have to say, Ron's imitation is very charming.

Not to say 100%, but at least 70 or 80%.

Owen could even smell the smell of greasy hair that belonged exclusively to Professor Snape.

"Well, should I compliment you?"

"Ron Weasley?"

The cold tone and the sudden drop in temperature.

Without looking back, the Gryffindor trio all knew that it was the blue man who had appeared.

"Professor." Ron looked back with chattering teeth.

Sure enough, a face so cold that it could freeze was staring at him.

"Ten points from Gryffindor," he said.

Then he looked past Ron and landed on Owen, "Over there, Dumbledore wants to talk to you." He pointed to the location of the rostrum.

Owen turned his head and saw Dumbledore in shining purple robes winking at him.

"Okay! I haven't rested for a few days yet! I have to work again!" Irving complained sadly, but he moved very quickly and ran to the rostrum in a flash.

One large and one small, together with Mr. Obo, exchanged pleasantries with each other.

Then I saw Lao Dengtou's eyes light up, and he stood up immediately. The three of them walked through the side door and left the auditorium while talking and laughing.

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Time flies, and Hogwarts has ushered in Halloween.

These days, Mr. Ober has become close to the little wizards. Born in Hufflepuff, he is recognized by all the little wizards in the other houses except Slytherin.

Because, during the days when he was investigating and collecting evidence, this gentleman took several Defense Against the Dark Arts classes on Lockhart's behalf.

Although, his magic level is very limited, otherwise he wouldn't have been beaten up by Owen.

But he is the only Defense Against Dark Arts professor who looks normal in the past few years.

He can still do simple Defense Against the Dark Arts spells, and his previous position in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures has allowed him to travel around the world.

Although people are dishonest! But I still saw a lot.

Although his story is not as ups and downs as Lockhart's, it is better than true.

For the little wizard who had never left Hogwarts, the world he described was so free and desirable.

Of course, with good news, there is also bad news.

A few days before Halloween.

Regarding the curse, Professor Flitwick finally revealed that past incident after being tirelessly questioned by a group of young wizards.

Now everyone knew that someone had opened the secret room fifty years ago.

And a little wizard died.

Although Professor Flitwick did not tell anyone about Hagrid, a visible panic began to spread among the students.

Then the time comes to Halloween.

That night——

Various holiday decorations were put up in the auditorium, including pumpkin lanterns, ghost candles that changed colors from time to time, ghosts appeared, and little bats chirped and flapped their wings.

That sound sounded like Snape's footsteps.

"Where is Owen?" Hannah did not notice Owen's figure on the Hufflepuff long table.

"I heard that I went to the principal's office to have hot pot. You know, the place for outstanding students." Although he said this, Justin didn't care.

He was currently dueling with the pumpkin pie in front of him.

Hearing the sound, Hannah looked towards the podium, and sure enough, she did not see Professor Dumbledore.

Even many professors were not present.

"what happened?"

Normally, professors would come to the auditorium to celebrate every festival.

This year

Perhaps the atmosphere in the auditorium was a little too weird.

Everyone felt a little irritable.

After a simple dinner, the young wizards, led by their respective prefects, began to leave the auditorium in batches.

"Squeak! Bang!"

The heavy door of the auditorium was pushed open.

A gust of cold wind blew across the faces of the little wizards present, making them shiver.

At this time, a sharp-eyed little wizard looked through the countless stone piers on both sides of the hall into the courtyard.

Mr. Ober?

Before the little wizards could figure out why this Ministry of Magic official appeared here.

Suddenly a dark shadow flashed across the corner of the courtyard.

"You are committing a crime, stop what you are doing!!!"

Mr. Obo, holding up his wand, stared at the illusory figure.

His still green face was full of determination and justice.

He graduated only three or four years ago.

"Shattered to pieces!"

Seeing that the man ignored him, Mr. Obo quickly twitched the magic spell, and a red light was thrown out by him.

"Bang!" A huge explosion sounded. Smoke and dust filled the air.

But he didn't wait for the smoke to clear.

A strange green light came out quietly.

Mixed with the tragic death sounds of countless human beings dying.

Devouring Mr. Obo in an instant.

It's very unexpected and very scary.

"Bang!" Mr. Obo, who had known the little wizard for only a few days, fell heavily to the cold ground.

Eyes wide open.

Before he died, his expression was still so determined.

Death suspends this expression forever.

"No!!! Mr. Ober." At this moment, Gilderoy Lockhart appeared out of nowhere.

He stood tremblingly in the corridor of the courtyard.

His eyes were full of terror.

Speaking of which, he was the professor with whom Mr. Ober had the most contact during his time at Hogwarts.

Of course, this is to develop contacts in the Ministry of Magic for himself.

"no no!!!"

He seemed to be frightened, and even fell to the ground in panic. An invitation fell out.

The corners of his clothes were stained with mud.

The blond hair also lost its color.

Escape!

With this idea in his mind, Lockhart didn't care about his own image. He staggered to his feet and left the place quickly with bumps on his feet.

"The Divine Edge is Shadowless!!!"

An invisible sharp blade cut through the darkness, slashing towards the shadow of the mysterious man.

It's - Snape!

Professor Snape is here!

A figure with a thin body, straight hair, and an unfathomable feeling suddenly appeared in front of the door.

Holding his wand, he stared coldly at a figure in the shadows.

Then, Professor McGonagall, Professor Sprout, and Professor Flitwick.

It was a coincidence that the four deans arrived together.

It feels like a loss if I don’t send it out.