I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 34 Excessive - Before Christmas (for further reading)
"boom!!!"

The sound of the twelve-foot giant falling to the ground was deafening.

But whether it's Harry, or Hermione, or Hannah.

None were attracted by the sound.

Their eyes never stayed on the giant monster even for a second.

All eyes were on Owen.

It was as if they met for the first time.

They looked at the man's lazy expression, his arms folded, his indifferent standing posture, and the madness flashing in the corners of his eyes.

It turned out that what he said was true.

Hermione shivered violently.

She remembered the jokes that Owen had played with her in the playful time.

Those words that made her angry, those words that she thought were just someone's bad taste.

It's all true! ! !

Killing Curse, this is the first time she has seen a Killing Curse!

He could really use the Killing Curse.

The huge terror caused by the sudden disappearance of life made her couldn't help but grab Harry's hand and take a step back.

And Harry.
He was more responsive than Hermione.

Because just as death passed over his head, he seemed to vaguely hear a woman's scream.

That voice was so sharp and made him feel uneasy.

Only Irving was present, and he didn't respond from the beginning to the end.

It's like doing an extremely trivial thing.

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Then there are the usual passages in the movie.

Irving's side had just finished when a group of professors arrived after hearing the news.

The coincidence made him seriously suspect that Dumbledore was watching not far away.

Among the crowd, Owen also spotted Professor Quirrell.

He still acted submissively, standing with Snape, looking at the troll on the ground with fear in his eyes.

It looked like a frightened girl.

Hey Hey hey!Still pretending!Professor Quirrell.

Owen curled his lips, even a blind person can detect your crazy self-destruction.

And Dumbledore has been indifferent. Haven't you considered that there is something wrong with your own method?
You know, with regard to the level where the Philosopher’s Stone is stored, each level is in charge of a certain professor, and Quirrell happens to be in charge of the troll level (the movie was not shot, but it is in the original book.)
But now the giant monster appeared here.

This is not a hint, this is simply riding on Dumbledore's head, shouting that I am a Death Eater!I am a Death Eater!
Catch me quickly!Catch me!

Owen could understand his thoughts. He was parasitized by Voldemort, and his every move was monitored by others, even if he regretted it now and wanted to report it.

It's also impossible for him to run up to the old principal and say, your Tom is on my head.

It's a pity that the two people who are not on the same signal are destined to miss this hard-won fate.

"They need to rest." She was wearing a gorgeous purple robe, silver-white, and her waist-length hair could be stuffed into her belt.

Dumbledore's loud voice attracted everyone at once.

Behind the half-moon glasses, eyes gleaming with human brilliance scanned the entire bathroom, and finally settled on Owen, "The other little wizards will be brought back by the deans of each house, Professor Quirrell, the aftermath of this giant monster I'll leave it to you."

"No—no problem, sir." Quirrell said, still in his nonchalant tone.

The moment his voice fell, he lowered his head.

A trace of irresolvable sadness flashed in his eyes.

If Dumbledore invited him to drink tea in the headmaster's office at this time, he would jump for joy.

But why!
He has clearly exposed himself to this extent, but Dumbledore is still waiting and watching?
And someone who was about to drink tea was still staring at Quirrell's expression.Until a loud voice rang in his ear.

"Owen, come with me."

The old principal patted him on the shoulder, then turned and left.

And Owen, under the attention of several professors, followed the past step by step. (Professor Quirrell! No—my Professor Quirrell. Ah~~~ Fun is over.)
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No one knows exactly what Owen and Dumbledore discussed that night.

The only thing Justin knew was that he was late but slept well.

After the second day, it seemed like nothing had changed. Irving was still the same, but he would disappear for a period of time every night.

The end of the Halloween holiday.

The old headmaster specially gave extra points to all the little wizards who participated in the troll battle at the dinner party the day before the class started.

Hermione, Harry, Hannah, Justin, and even Ron who was offline from the beginning.

Everyone adds ten points.

Only Owen is missing.

In this regard, although a certain dark leader expressed strong protest.

But it didn't work.

Dumbledore said to him: Although your behavior deserves points, the spell you used does not deserve encouragement.

Therefore, the merits and demerits are balanced, and no points are added or deducted.

Then I took him to give an ideological education class for more than two weeks, every afternoon!

Until the time comes to mid-December.

Christmas Eve.

Poor Owen even missed the Redeemer's first Quidditch match when he was made to copy books in the headmaster's office.

All day!
Everyone is copying books!

Owen seriously suspected that Dumbledore just didn't want to pay for the printing of some magic books in the library, and let himself handwrite this free labor here!

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One morning in mid-December, Hogwarts woke up from a dream to find several feet of snow all around and hard ice on the lake.

The Weasley twins were punished again, along with Owen.

They bewitched some snowballs to chase Quirrell around and drop them on the back of his hood.

Of course the two Weasleys didn't know that the pinnacle of their lives was just now.

And Owen, he?
He is a pure and happy person, wherever there is fun, there is him.

Teasing Voldemort was something you couldn't miss.

These days, everyone is eagerly looking forward to the holidays.

While fires blazed in the Hufflepuff common room and Great Hall, the drafty corridors were bitterly cold, and the windows of the classrooms rattled with the icy wind.

Early in the morning, Hagrid ran to Hufflepuff College early in the morning,

Dean Pomona Sprout's office.

The wizard with giant blood shouted in a rough voice: "There are a few more owls missing in the school, a few more missing!"

"It must be that evil little Death Eater!".Wait.
In short, Hagrid pestered Professor Sprout for a long time, but in the end he ended up angrily because he couldn't produce any evidence.

Before leaving, Hagrid put down his harsh words, "I will definitely catch that kid, for sure!"

Watching Hagrid gradually leave, Dean Sprout finally made up his mind.

Ready to seriously clean up some college shit.
In this way, Owen, who has to go to the principal's office every afternoon to take ideological and moral classes, likes to mention the confinement package in Dean Sprout's office at night.

The days passed by.

In the days leading up to Christmas, Owen's days suddenly became regular.

Get up every morning, after washing up, go to Professor Sprout's office, report in the greenhouse, have a morning with the dean, and then go to the castle for class.

At noon, I went to the greenhouse to report, had lunch with the professor, and learned some herbal medicine knowledge along the way. Then I went to class in the afternoon, drank tea in the principal's office before dinner, and digested food in the greenhouse after the meal.

Very regular.

This day by day, Owen has a strong illusion of retirement.

　In the afternoon, I accidentally fished for a while. I could touch it, but not much.Thank good luck for giving me good luck, Thanks(ω).

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　　I felt that there was nothing to write about Quidditch, so I just skipped it, and I didn't have this paragraph in my outline anyway.There are no more words.

　　By the way, Christmas is here, what gift do you think grandpa will give his grandson?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)