I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 79 Dear Luna, I’m so happy to see you again.

Time flows.

In the blink of an eye, only 1% of the students' happy summer vacation is left.

With Dobby's help, Owen doesn't have to carry many things with him.

When he left home, he had his hands in his pockets and only one of Tom's notebooks in his coat.

The last day of August.

Owen arrived at King's Cross Station on time at around ten o'clock in the morning.

Maybe it's because he came too early.

So I didn't meet Harry and the others.

Go through the wall, board the train, find an empty car at random and sit down.

The windows are full of wizards seeing them off, which gives Owen plenty of material.

He quickly took out his notebook and continued to write his story!
Damn—shouldn't have fooled Voldemort in the first place!

For more than a month, every day he was thinking about what to make up tomorrow!
This summer vacation, he had a very uncomfortable time.

What's even more infuriating is that, as the only reader, damn Tom still doesn't respond at all.

It's not like our lovely readers.

Why don't you give the poor author some recommendation votes, monthly votes or something like that?

Hmmm - I wish the little wizards who voted to hear from Hogwarts sooner rather than later.

"Merlin's beard is Owen, let's go!" The footsteps of a group of little wizards came from outside the cubicle.

"It's really him!"

"Hurry up and go."

"We'll be doomed if he targets us."

Several more voices were heard, and after they looked at Owen through the window, they quickly shrunk their necks and ran away in a hurry.

"Eh—I'm also famous?" Owen touched his fair, beautiful and tender face, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After a whole year of hard work, almost no one in Hogwarts wanted to stay with him except Harry and the others.

The reason - fear.jpg.

Even Hufflepuff, not everyone can accept him.

At least Prefect Truman had put him on the spot.

"Hello."

Just when Owen came to his senses and was about to continue making up lies to fool Tom, the door of the compartment was suddenly opened.

There was an ethereal voice like singing.

That was—a girl with silver eyes, dark golden brown hair, and sparkling eyes.

She wore a pair of turnip-shaped earrings in her earlobes and a necklace made of a butterbeer cork around her neck.

Her dusty temperament makes her extraordinarily gorgeous.

Like the projection of the moon on the human world.

"Can I sit here?" She dragged her suitcase with one hand.One hand holds a pair of strange red and blue star glasses.

"Of course, please feel free."

Owen waved his wand and helped her put the suitcase away.

"It's amazing." Luna lifted her skirt slightly and sat on the opposite side of him.

He put on his weird glasses and looked at him.

She looked very casual.

The legs are constantly dangling, and the red stockings are exposed from the bottom of the skirt from time to time.

Very cute.

"You are being pestered by the harassment horse." Suddenly she stared at her silver-white eyes, which looked like the moon, and said sympathetically.

"Harass the gadfly?"

"Yes, harassing flies...they're invisible and float up to your ears and mess up your mind," she said. "I thought I saw one buzzing around here just now."

She flapped the air with both hands, as if chasing away large, invisible moths.

"Oh~ nothing can bother me, miss. I think you must be wrong."

Little Angel Luna, who was retorted by Owen, did not retort anxiously. She just still used her wandering eyes and the sympathy that could not be wiped away from her eyebrows, and said in a soft voice: "You must be being harassed." Tangled.”

"Otherwise, how could you be so lonely?"

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heard.

Owen gently closed the notebook in his hand.

It was rare that he didn't have any negative emotions. He just smiled like an old friend and said, "Dear Luna, I'm so happy to see you again."

Luna Lovegood.

A true Ravenclaw.

Rowena Ravenclaw's true spiritual heir.

It is also the only familiar friend of Owen who has not changed in the first week.

He met Luna when he was in fourth grade.

At that time, it had been less than two years since he left Hogwarts. Although their relationship was very good, - how should I put it, their friendship was not destined to be.

"You know me." Luna said affirmatively. Although she met Owen for the first time, the other person's eyes could not deceive anyone.

"It's like a dream, in the dream we are good friends."

"is it?"

"Then we can continue to be friends!" Without any doubts, Luna put down her glasses, then stretched out her white hand, "My name is Luna Lovegood. This year's freshman."

"Owen, Owen Sanchez, sophomore."

As a friend, Owen also extended his hand in response.

Just like that, two young hands overlapped each other.

"I heard about you." Luna got up and sat beside Owen.

She fumbled around in the pink backpack at her waist, and after a few minutes, she took out a magazine.

"The Quibbler, my dad's magazine," she said.

Then, I turned a few pages.

"Look," she said, pointing to a photo in a magazine. "My dad doesn't like Lockhart either. He thinks he's too flamboyant."

I don't know which reporter took the photo.

The frame stopped, just at the moment when Harry pulled out his wand and cast a spell on Lockhart, and Lockhart fell down in embarrassment.

The protagonist is naturally the famous savior, and Owen is just a supporting role, vaguely in the corner of the photo.

"It's a pity that my handsome face was not photographed." Owen took a look and then said with disgust.

"I think so too." Luna looked at Owen very sincerely, "You look much better than the photos."

"It's just a weird smile." She shook her head and said in a daze, "It's fake."

Owen looked at her, his eyes were flowing and clear like never before.

He suddenly remembered the last farewell between him and Luna in Act One.

Buds had just emerged in midsummer that day.

The valley at Hogwarts is filled with green grass blowing in the wind.

He can't remember the details clearly, but his ears are full of that ethereal voice: "I hope that every time you laugh from now on will be sincere."

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The last ray of summer's light shone through the car window on Owen and Luna.

The train started slowly.

The fragrance of green grass from the countryside comes in, making people feel refreshed.

At noon, Owen bought a large package of snacks and two glasses of iced pumpkin juice.

The two talked and laughed, and he cooperated with her all the way to Hogsmeade station.

They were not interrupted until another soft voice.

"Owen." An angry Hannah squeezed through the crowd.

She wanted to ask why he sent eight letters a day to her house for two months.

But just out of the crowd.

Oncoming scene.

Owen is introducing the legend of the Black Lake to Luna.

Suddenly, the anger in Hannah's heart disappeared and turned into an indescribable grievance.

　Thanks to Si Quan for the Qidian coin reward.

　　—— Did not advance in four rounds
　　——But it’s okay, it happens to be on the shelves on the [-]st, and there is no delay.

　　The mentality is so stable!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)