I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 54 How can a man live in heaven and earth, how can he live in depression for a long time!

Owen's guess was completely correct.

Although he recovered with a lot of unicorn blood, the injury he suffered last time was still too serious.

Quirrell's small body could no longer support Voldemort, a leech that sucked his vitality.

After a few steps, he began to breathe heavily.

Owen was even worried, he didn't take a breath, and went straight over.

From Wizard Chess, to Flying Keys, to Devil Vine.

Everything is so smooth.

They always kept a safe distance from Quirrell.

But just when Owen was about to raise his wand to open the eyes of the devil vine above his head.

From above, a boy screamed suddenly.

"No - Hermione!"

Before Owen could react.

Nervous as he was, all his attention was on the eighth-level crippled Quirrell.So there's nothing above the Devil's Vine at all.

Suddenly, the little witch Hermione who fell from the sky happened to land on him.

The thigh wrapped in gray stockings flew out of his wand with a jiao.

"ah!"

Hermione screamed.

Then he touched his arm.

Hey?
Not injured!

Feeling lucky, she raised her eyes and met Hannah's shocked big eyes.

"Why are you here?"

"How did you come?"

The two women said in unison.

"Why can't I come? Is it because you can go wherever you want?" Miss Hannah stared and said unceremoniously.

Obviously, she didn't understand the situation, and the corners of her mouth were pouted, and she even had a quarrel with Hermione at such a critical moment of life and death.

"I - I can go wherever I want?" Hermione frowned slightly.

She was obviously a good sister before, why is she so angry today?

When he was about to open his mouth to refute.Suddenly, I heard a muffled cry from under myself: "No—you didn't."

"So can you get your leg off my head?"

"Ah! Owen, are you alright!" Hannah, who came back to her senses, hurried forward, pushed Hermione away, and then helped Owen up from the ground with the stars in front of his eyes.

"I remember it was noon! Why are there so many stars?" Owen's mind went blank after being kicked off by Hermione's other kick.

He was so dizzy that he needed Hannah's support even when he was standing.

At this moment, another one fell down from above.

It's Harry.

Hannah, who had the foresight to do so, quickly pulled Owen away.

"No—Harry~"

A scream came from above.

"Who—who is butchering the pig? Is the meal ready? Why didn't you call me?" Owen blinked heavily, unable to see anything clearly through his gray vision.

And——I always feel like something is missing from my hands.

Hey?
Where's my magic wand?

"Oh~~~ Here comes another acquaintance." It was a cold call.Let everyone's attention focus on him.

——Even if he was disabled at the eighth level, Quirrell had already caught up.

Although his legs were trembling, his face was pale, and he was still walking backwards.

However, it is more than enough to catch up with Irving and the others who have been delayed for a long time.

"Stop trembling and walk faster, you loser." Voldemort yelled angrily.

Quirrell quickly said respectfully and tremblingly: "Master, I -"

"Okay, trash, shut up, now is not the time for you to talk."

"???"

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"It seems you are at the end of your rope?"

Taking a deep breath, Voldemort calmed down his anger and walked slowly as usual.

Facing so many little wizards, he seemed to want to show off his elegance.

It's a pity that no matter what temperament he has, it matches his ugly face.

Turn everything into a horror movie.

"Owen~~~" Looking at Voldemort's terrifying big face, fear finally defeated Hannah's displeasure with Hermione. Her voice trembled slightly, she grabbed Owen's arm, and called out softly.

"I'm not afraid—" Owen, who had regained some normal brain functions, finally became sober.

He glanced at Sora's hands.

Confront Voldemort.
"You can fight without a wand."

"It's not impossible to cast spells without a stick." He said calmly, flicking the broken hair on his forehead, he immediately returned to his original handsome hairstyle.

"But—" Hannah tugged at Owen's arm, "Harry and the others are here too."

"???"

Hearing the sound, Owen turned around quickly.

Sure enough, he found Harry who was stunned.And Hermione, who has weird eyes and a little color on her cheeks.

Oh~ Of course, there are also the sound of killing pigs in my ears.

"No—not afraid!" He swallowed. "It's just to protect a few more people, you can fight!"

As a result, he had just finished speaking.

An unlucky guy fell from above his head.

Black hair and brown bow tie.

Yes, Justin.
Uh--Owen's face is a little bit out of control.

But he still held on, glaring at Voldemort not wanting to be defeated: "It's all right, there are only one, two, three, five, six people who can - fight."

"But—" Hannah still hesitated.

"It doesn't matter! There are six of us here, and he is only one. Before he kills us, we may not be able to fight back."

"No matter what! The battle force is one to six! The advantage is mine!"

Owen shouted loudly, wanting to boost the morale of the little wizards present.

But just when everyone's complexion improved a little.Suddenly, a voice came from above everyone's heads!

The voice that was still chanting the incantation——

Someone is casting a spell.

"The flames are blazing!!!"

Then the devil's net was torn open again.

Like a hen laying eggs, four or five figures fell down with a "plop, plop".

"Forehead--"

Owen's face was as white as snow.

Watching, Ron got up from the ground.Neville, Seamus and Malfoy.
Got it!
Three of the four major colleges!
Fortunately, there was no Cho Chang, otherwise, it would have been enough for Dumbledore's Army to establish a capital on the spot!
"That—brothers and sisters, I just want to ask, has anyone notified the professors?" Owen drooped his head. He looked around and looked at the bewildered crowd, and his heart suddenly turned cold!
oh!Gryffindor - this prosperous world is as you wish!
Knock your mother who are these people?

Not one of the dozen or so people thought of informing the professor?

Could it be that I, Owen, will die here today?
Looking at the dazed, cautious, and terrified little wizards, even the corners of Voldemort's mouth twitched.

After so many years, is it possible that there is only one house left in Hogwarts now, Gryffindor?
But obviously, the color of the ties of the few students over there is not red.

And there's a green one
——The surrounding air suddenly became subtle.

Seeing that Voldemort's rag face was about to turn over, Owen suddenly took a step forward and yelled loudly: "Hmph! A man lives between heaven and earth, how can he be depressed for a long time!"

"I've been displeased with Dumbledore for a long time. How big of a man, whoring for nothing every day, whoring for nothing every day! I don't want my face."

"If you don't give up, I'm willing to work with you to achieve great things!"

　Work on Sunday!
　　The company—no one, no one.

　　knock.

　　So sleepy, sleepy Smecta!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)