I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 50 The conspiracy from Hannah the little angel

"Try this."

On Saturday, Owen was sitting on the Hufflepuff bench in the Great Hall, enjoying lunch.

"Hmm—the taste of this pumpkin pie seems to be different from that made by elves."

"This is our family's ancestral secret recipe. My mother often makes it." Hannah carefully picked up the shortbread on the silver plate in front of her and placed it on Owen's dinner plate.

She is very different today.

Because it was Saturday, she was not wearing her school uniform.

Instead, she was wearing her regular dress, a blue and white pleated skirt with lace at the cuffs and collar.

Black silk stockings were wrapped in a pair of beaver leather boots, knotted into a big bow.

The long golden hair was tied into a single ponytail by a piece of red silk.drooping on the chest.

There were a few strands of hair strewn across his forehead.

In a trance, she looks a little inexplicably like a certain French saint of salvation.

"It's still too sweet." A certain winner in life who was waiting to be fed shamelessly said bluntly: "You can try making salty food. In fact, I prefer salty food."

"Okay." The little witch nodded and said solemnly.

"Well, this scented tea is really fragrant, can you make more?"

I'm going to give someone away

Owen stared devoutly at Hannah's cheek, his gray eyes full of anticipation.

"Of course." The little witch froze for a moment, her blue eyes dodged a little and she didn't dare to look into Owen's eyes.

He just hemmed and hawed in response.

"Wow, you are such a little angel!" Owen smiled and patted Hannah's shoulder with his right hand.

Just be sure to keep going.

"Classmate Lombard is so blessed!" he said.

It was hot over there.

On the other side, it was like falling into an icehouse.

Justin watched coldly.The little faces are almost twisted together!

acid!

Today's pumpkin juice - so sour!

why!

Why did Hannah treat Owen so well?

He couldn't figure it out, wouldn't he be like Zacharias Smith and Ernie McMillan, trying to figure out the blanket made of unicorn hair on his bed? !

Student Justin stared at the two people next to him in amusement.

It's obviously a movie of three people, but I still can't have a name.

Is this still a Hufflepuff trio?

"Ahem! Classmate Ai Bo, so what's the matter with you?" After enjoying the 'care' of Hannah for a week, Owen felt a little embarrassed and continued to prostitute for nothing.

Although—but, hey!Why did my skin get thinner after the second week?

Is it because you are getting younger?

"I—I listen, Neville said." Hannah brushed the broken hair on her forehead, and then faltered about the story about the Philosopher's Stone, Snape, and the Forbidden Forest.

While speaking, her eyes couldn't help looking in the direction of Gryffindor.

Some brown-haired girl.

"Oh! That restricted area on the fourth floor!" Owen took a sip of hot tea, and then explained calmly: "Dumbledore's fishing method is nothing more than that. He is a master in this regard."

"If you want to say, who is the most arrogant in the entire magic world, the old principal is ranked second, and who dares to rank first!"

"He's just too confident to use this dangerous method of fishing."

"However, I'm more curious. If even you know it's a trap, wouldn't Voldemort know?"

There was a mocking smile on the corner of Owen's mouth.

What the hell is this? Everyone knows about the Sorcerer's Stone.

Damn, what if Quirrell doesn't grab the Philosopher's Stone?

What a great first grade main plot, how come it has become a public toilet and anyone can get involved?Why don't you give me back Brother Tom's face?

"That's the Philosopher's Stone~" Hannah, who was sitting aside, pretended to open her mouth, showing a small expression of disbelief.

Since she learned the 'truth' of the matter from Neville, she went to find Hermione specially.

I want to ask her about the specific process that happened that day.

During the days when Owen was lying in the school hospital.

After that, she went to the library to check the information for several hours, and only then did she have a relatively complete understanding of the Philosopher's Stone.

"What if someone really stole it." She muttered softly.

"If you can't steal it, do you really think Dumbledore is a fool?"

"I heard that it can make wizards live forever?" Even Justin, who was born as a Muggle, has heard of the classic magical element of the Philosopher's Stone.

He knew it, of course, from stories in children's fantasy novels.

"Nick, its inventor is six hundred years old. What do you think!" Owen took a bite of the rose cake, "The bones are boiled into soup, crunchy Nick. As for if it is really lost... Hehe, God knows, anyway, the old man The principal's plan should not include the plan for the loss of the Philosopher's Stone."

As he spoke, Owen wiped his mouth and pointed in the direction of Gryffindor, "Did you see those three unlucky ones?"

"I bet a Galleon, they're going to explore the room on the fourth floor tonight."

"How do you know?" Hannah's eyes lit up, and then she asked pretending to be puzzled.

"Me? Because I just saw them come back from Hagrid happily yesterday. They must have found a way to avoid Lu Wei, uh—that's the giant three-headed dog."

As he spoke, he suddenly seemed to realize something.

"I have a great idea."

"No—you didn't!" Justin interjected.

He looked at Owen in horror, and every time he said that, nothing good happened.

"Climb - I'm serious, although my college points are far ahead. But aren't there still several weeks until the exam?"

He suddenly remembered Gryffindor, who only had two hundred points near the end of the period.

Although the gap with Hufflepuff, which is nearly [-] points, is a bit too huge.

Forbidden Forest incident - Dumbledore added a full [-] points to him, and was going to apply for a special contribution award for him.

However, everyone knows about Old Deng's eccentricity.In case, he will give Hufflepuff extra points. (funny)

Who knows, he is now Dumbledore's favorite student.

ps: Sorry my dear grandpa!

"The headmaster didn't say that the test is only for Gryffindors. How about it? We'll go through it in a while!"

Owen was very moved.

First of all, it was only the end of May, and there was still some time before Quirrell started.

Secondly, he wanted to study the Sorcerer's Stone for a few days.

I know I can't be greedy, but I should be able to study it for a few days.

"Don't—I don't want to go." Justin was the first to retreat.

Then I got Owen's big eyes.

"Student Justin." He patted Justin on the shoulder with one hand. "I officially announce that you are permanently kicked out of the Hufflepuff squad, and your name will never be in the trio again. Climb now!"

"Hannah, how are you doing? Let's go on a trip." Owen said relaxedly. Perhaps, among the young Hogwarts wizards, he is the only one who has such strength and courage, completely ignoring the levels arranged by the professors inside.

"I--"

The company hired an assistant to the chairman, and they didn't do any work in the afternoon. They just introduced the process to her and talked for more than four hours at a stretch.

Throat smoke.

I can't even bother to change the text.

Go home and have a look, good guy, what!What!What!What the hell did he write before!

Deleted more than 3000 words in one go, and rewrote two chapters, hey!My little Hannah!More than half of the plot was cut, after Christmas.

Must save face now!

You can't let little Hermione ride on your head.

I, Hannah, have a character set, and Hermione doesn't have one now either!

snort! ╭(╯^╰)╮!

Long live Hufflepuff!