I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 94 Mission: Impossible

"If the official is willing to play with us. An outsider, injured or..."

"After leaving the scene, the children will not 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, the auditorium in the morning.

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

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

Then, under the strange gaze of Snape beside him, he put it down again in embarrassment.

"Come, come!"

Owen got up and pulled Mr. Ober.

Invited him to sit with me.

He didn't give Snape any good looks during the whole process!

snort!

He's only given Owen an 'A' since last term's final exam. (Pass)

He, Owen Sanchez, has broken with you, Severus Snape.

He hadn't troubled Snape again this term.

Treat it as air.

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

Now, Irving is resolutely implementing this policy.

"You've been promoted!" He handed Mr. Ober a bowl of friendly French buns

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

"The little pawn has reached the bottom line and has become a 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 camel that broke the straw.

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 transformed himself and successfully joined the team. From the Department of Magical Motion Management, he stepped into the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

Completely walked into the core department of the Ministry of Magic.

"Oh! That's really promising!" Owen's eyes lit up, and he suddenly remembered the warning letter sent to him by the Ministry of Magic during his summer vacation—then there was no more text.

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

Sure enough, there are people in the court who are good at handling things!

"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 boy who was robbed of his favorite food said in a daze.

"My mother said that after I graduate from Hogwarts, I will arrange for me to go to Oxford to study for a master's degree in finance. This will not only inherit his career, but also develop simultaneously in magic and magic."

"???" Owen was taken aback suddenly.

ah? Owen was taken aback suddenly.

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

In those eyes, there were three points of envy, four points of surprise and seven points of exasperation.

I 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! 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 was bewildered.

It took a long time for Owen to calm down.

A trace of grief and indignation 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 replied without much thought: "There has been a deeply worrying attack at Hogwarts, which may be linked 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 suits him.

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

"Headmaster Dumbledore—"

"Well, you go!" After 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 made Mr. Ober a little embarrassed.

After the two left.

Hannah immediately leaned over, and before he could speak, Owen's voice sounded: "Auber Benny, an employee of the Magical Law Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic, beat him up earlier and helped him a bit."

"???"

Hearing this, Hannah was confused for a while.

What does it mean to beat someone up, but to help him a little?

Is that Auber Benny some sort 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 serious? What we are going to talk about is very important." Hermione said displeasedly. Recently, her perception of Owen has declined rapidly.

In an instant, this guy seemed to be the one she had just met again.

——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."

Hearing the topic suddenly turn to himself, Ron, who was shot in the knee with an arrow, was also a little unhappy, "When did I obey her."

"Okay." Seeing that they were about to have a conflict, Harry interrupted hastily.

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

"He may have sneaked into the castle, just like the 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—" Owen said jokingly, but Harry listened very seriously, "or somewhere else in the body."