I, Hogwarts Second Time Around

Chapter 189: Times have changed, and history has been completed.

"after?"

Hermione was momentarily at a loss for words.

Because the figure of Draco appeared in her mind unconsciously.
Don't get me wrong, she doesn't have a clue about the idiot who keeps calling her a Mudblood (not anymore, but used to be).

She was just thinking, how could people like the Malfoy family, who had always felt superior, admit that they were lagging behind, or give up their superior status as wizards?

A light flashed in her heart.

Hermione finally understood what Owen meant.

The more advanced Muggles become, the more intense the conflicts between them and wizards will become.

Because of long-standing discrimination against Muggles, wizards would never admit that they might be behind, not even the possibility.

"Sooner or later, there will be a bigger war, or wizards will fall completely, or Muggles will return to the Middle Ages, and the conflict between them will never be reconciled." Owen said quietly: "Unless——"

"Unless what?" Hermione asked quickly.

"Unless... when will you run for Minister of Magic?" Owen changed his voice, and then asked Hermione seriously.

"what?"

"There is only one way to save the British wizarding world! That's Hermione boiled into a soup cough—Hermione becomes the Minister of Magic."

"Me?" Hermione was taken aback, looking at Owen's fiery eyes (illusion), her fair neck was slightly flushed, and her cheeks were also slightly hot.

The whole person involuntarily lowered his head.

"That's right! At this time, when Fudge died and the world was in chaos, if the flag of righteousness was raised high on the public platform, Gryffindor would definitely wave the flag to echo, and the rest of the people with lofty ideals should support it."

"From my point of view, the Ministry of Magic must be empty. With such a good opportunity, I'll wait for the killer to go in. Wouldn't it be nice to hide from that bird position, and you will be a minister, and we will be a big official?" Owen spread his hands.There was a hint of joking in the serious expression.

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"Forehead"

Hermione's flushed cheeks cooled instantly, and then her face darkened visibly to the naked eye. She rolled her eyes at him and said, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

There are a lot of things, although she didn't hear all of them, but she still knows the general meaning.

These are all lines about the ambition of a wolf without a father and a king.

What's the difference between her rushing into the Ministry of Magic at this time and Voldemort?
She, Hermione, even if she wanted to be the Minister of Magic, she would choose to defeat all the candidates in the most upright way, and then walk towards that position amidst the support and cheers of everyone.

How can such despicable means be used?
"I think it would be great for Owen to be the Minister of Magic. You are so strong and know so much, you must be much better than Fudge!" At this time, Hannah interjected.

She glanced at Hermione.

His face was a little unhappy.

You still want to be the Minister of Magic, dream!
If you want to be Owen!
"I also think Owen is very suitable!" Harry and Ron said in unison.

They were not impressed by Owen's tirade just now.

Mainly because I don't understand.But they all feel great.

"Yeah, I think so too." Then another little wizard agreed.

It's Luna.

At this time, she was wearing the bunny ears that Owen gave her last summer.

The silver eyes were shining, and the cheeks were round and puffy.

If Owen read it correctly, she should have been stealing the candy on the counter just now.

candy
His eyes passed Luna and fell on the two red-haired boys.

stop!Weasley, stop picking up stuff from other people's shops! ! !
He wanted to scold.

But George or Fred seemed to notice his gaze, and immediately raised his hand.Silently raised a finger.

Seeing this, Owen immediately swallowed the words that blurted out.

very good!

What they mean is, after returning to Hogwarts, after selling the money, they keep % and give % to themselves, right?
Row!
As student body president, I knew nothing and saw nothing.

Why!By the way, what about the cloth bag in my pocket that has been cast with the infinite stretch spell?
Why can't I find it?

Oh really!How can I be so careless!
The twins were secretly and crazily stuffing things into their pockets when they were hit on the head by a cloth bag.

He picked up the thing that hit him.

It was a brown cloth bag with no distinctive features.

Then the two looked at Owen suspiciously.

Seeing his eyes sink, he motioned for himself to use the bag.

George understood, his eyes lit up, he put his hand into the bag, and then the smile on his face became even more exaggerated.

Hehe—the new student council president really understands people's hearts.

If you become the Minister of Magic in the future - wow, it will be a heavenly world!

"I'm not interested in being the Minister of Magic." Owen said, attracting the little wizard's attention back to him because of the rustling noises made by the twins.

"I yearn for freedom!"

"Free man! (Sinagaran) can't stand the chains!"

Owen turned his head back chicly, showing a confident smile.

What Minister of Magic, let him go to hell! ! !

----

Well - it seems like he actually went to see a ghost.

"Cough cough!!!"

Just when everyone was chatting and laughing, and you were talking about the position of the Minister of Magic.

Outside the store, there was a sudden coughing sound.

The little wizards were shocked.

The next second, four or five magic spells flew out.

"Wait~~~" the man shouted.

But it didn't work.

However, as a veteran Auror, although he was a little embarrassed, he still managed to avoid those non-lethal spells by quickly lying down.

"Huh~~~" Kingsley wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Then he slowly got up and gestured behind him.

"It's me! Kingsley Shacklebolt." He quickly explained.

Then he walked into the store.

Is Hogwarts now breeding monsters?
His heart shouted loudly!

Although Kingsley has been an assistant professor at Hogwarts for a few weeks, he still feels a headache whenever he faces the amazing and shocking level of magic of the young wizards!
In school, he had personally experienced the actual performance of those lawless little wizards.Almost every moment of Hogwarts there is a fight somewhere around the corner.

Although I heard that most of the fights were suppressed because of the strong force of the student union president named Owen Sanchez, it was the kind of fight between two or three people in a small corner.

It cannot be completely removed.

After all, it is impossible for Owen to monitor every little wizard.

This is only the third grade! ! !

Kingsley glanced at most of the young wizards in the shop.

He saw a trace of fear on their green faces.

The future magic level of this group of children will inevitably far exceed the total of the current violent institutions of the Ministry of Magic, but now, they have inevitably slipped into a very dangerous abyss.

Fighting with weapons all day long, thinking about how to defeat wizards from other colleges.If this continues, most of them will fall into the embrace of dark magic sooner or later.

Because compared with white magic, compared with those non-lethal defensive spells, the power of black magic is obvious.

He was worried, worried that if a few dark wizards came out of this group of children.
Especially the little wizard named Owen Sanchez!

They also team up.

This was more of a headache for him than the Death Eaters!

"Kingsley?" Owen said with a serious expression while holding his wand sideways, "You said you are Kingsley, are you Kingsley? How can I be sure that you are not a Death Eater in disguise?"

The tip of his wand glowed faintly red.

Always ready to hit the pretender in front of you.

After hearing Owen's words, the little wizards who had already relaxed suddenly became nervous again!

yes!Owen is right.

He said he was Kingsley, did he?

Voldemort was pretending to be Barty Crouch just now!
Thinking to themselves, they raised their wands again.

"Please briefly prove that you are yourself!" Owen said.

"???"

Kingsley's dark face was covered with black lines.

I prove myself to be myself.

Do you want to hear what bullshit you're talking about?
"I'm Kingsley, and I also know that you are Owen Sanchez. Harry Potter, the three children of the Weasley family, or Hermione Granger and the girl from the Abbott family." He said bluntly .

Justin:? ? ?

Why without me?

"Cut~~~ As long as you read books and read newspapers, there is no one who doesn't know me. What is this?"

"I have something for you from Fudge," he continued.

"and--"

His expression was suddenly a little unnatural, it was a complex, indescribable, strange expression.

There is some smile mixed with sadness, and there is a little coolness mixed with sadness.

In short, a fan-shaped picture appeared on his face. After the golden section, there are about two-quarters of sadness, one-fifth of coolness, one-sixth of funny and the last remaining forbearance.

"Fudge died here."

"Huh?" Everyone exclaimed in unison.

"To be precise." He pointed to Gemini, the two guys were sneaking and hiding in a hollow that looked like a cabinet that had been blown apart, frantically converging on the surrounding commodities.

"He died there."

Quiet!

"boom!"

It wasn't just George or Fred, one of them suddenly let go of the prank product 'nose-biting teacup'.

Then there was a crisp sound of a teacup being smashed.

It wasn't broken though, it wasn't a real teapot after all.

But this activates it.

The lid of the teapot suddenly opened its mouth.

Then he jumped and happened to bite Ron who was closest to the twins.

"Oh! Woo~" the unlucky Ron let out a scream.

Finally, the eerie quiet atmosphere was broken.

"Hiss hiss~~~" Owen gasped.

"This is really a lantern on the grave - looking for ghosts!"

He looked embarrassed, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

He did a lot of belittling the Minister of Magic just now.
And the twins.
Their response is bigger.

The two brothers reacted, howled quickly, and then pounced on Owen.

Like a frightened rabbit.

It's just that when it poured into his arms, someone's mischievous hand stuffed the cloth bag into his pocket.

This gives the fear a comical undertone.

But except for Gemini, everyone else's reactions were quite normal.

Hermione Hannah got up and was about to walk out the door.

The result was stopped by Kingsley.

Justin jumped onto the counter, showing off his shame.

During this process, it was Luna who seemed the most relaxed, her expression never changing.

Let's talk about the reason, because Luna really firmly believes that Fudge has cultivated an army of fire elves, always trying to subvert the magical world.

Maybe it was a good thing for her to hear that Fudge had died here.

"If this is what you want, then take it!" Kingsley took a deep breath. He calmed down the agitation in his heart, then casually took out a huge magic object from his pocket and handed it to Owen.

Yes, huge!
Owen took the time turner from his hand, which looked like a smaller version of the academy's timer.

It's so huge.

Like a little hourglass.A full foot ( cm) high.

Compared to the original Time Turner, it's simply exaggerated.

"How to use it?" He fiddled with the resplendent gold, which seemed to be made of jade and wrapped in gold.In the crystal transparent vessel, there are time converters of dots of material as fine as sand.

huh~~
This is the time-turner.

The great magic props of the wizarding world.

The sand-like substance is actually a concrete spell.

A time spell.

Unfortunately, due to the passage of time, that magic spell has been lost in the years.Today all we can see are the remnants of magic items that have been crafted in the form of a time-turner.

"The wand strikes its crystal face for an hour at a time," Kingsley explained.

"I warn you again, this is the most dangerous magic item in the world. Once something goes wrong, it will not only affect you or the people around you, it will affect the whole world."

"I know." Owen tapped his wand on the surface of the hourglass in his hand.

Sure enough, with a wonderful rhythm came.

The grains of sand in the crystal floated like snowflakes.

Crystal clear and sparkling.

Owen's mind moved, and he understood that as long as he turned the crystal at this time, time would flow backwards.

"No! You don't understand at all!" Looking at the child in front of him as if he had obtained a fun toy, Kingsley showed a rare expression of anger.

He stared straight at Owen.

The black cheeks were full of vigilance and scrutiny.

"I really don't understand why Dumbledore is so reassuring about you?" he said.

"Owen Sanchez, a young wizard who is comparable to a dark wizard. If it weren't for his favoritism, I would definitely send you to Azkaban. You deserve this."

"I know." Owen dispelled the magic power of the wand exuding strange time power.

Then he pocketed the Time-Turner.

This is not the place to cast it.

Then she looked at him with a smile.

"Shaker! There are enemies coming."

Just as Kingsley continued to stare at Owen carefully, and seemed to want to leave some warning in his lips and teeth, there was a sudden cry from behind him.

It's a young wizard in a brown suit.

"Mr. Ober Bennie?" Hermione's eyes widened, and she saw this 'dead' Ministry of Magic official again in disbelief.

"Oh! It's you!" A trace of embarrassment flashed across Auber Benny's cautious face.

But soon he restrained himself.

This is not the time to explain those troublesome things.

"The Pig's Head Bar can't stand it anymore, Mr. Aberforth tells you to go back quickly."

"I see." Kingsley nodded, and immediately clenched the wand in his hand, leaned out, and got out through the already destroyed doorway.

Before leaving, he suddenly turned his head and said to Owen in a serious tone: "I will lure away all the enemies around, and you."

"You remember!" There was a touch of sadness in his brown eyes, which was the bitter fruit brewed by an unpleasant memory.

Then, the deep and slow voice slowly said: "You brought them out, look at your companions, they follow you, it is your responsibility to bring them back. Take them back to the castle."

"I hope you never, ever forget that."

With that, he led his men into the darkness.

A moment later, a group of fluorescent lights suddenly lit up in the sky.

Then, the little wizards heard countless piercing sounds flying over their heads.

Maybe Death Eaters, maybe just Dark wizards in general, maybe some dark creatures, maybe a bunch of Dementors.

Harry and Hermione showed concern on their faces.

At this moment, even Luna, who doesn't like Auror, a violent institution of the Ministry of Magic, admits that Kingsley is a hero.

He deserved it.

"Okay, we should go too." Owen clenched his wand tightly, looking at the little wizards around him.

No one will die in front of him.

Unless he goes down first.

They headed in the opposite direction to Kingsley, dodging all the way back to the castle.

The process was quite thrilling.

But there have also been several surprise attacks.

Several dark creatures and blind wizards attacked them for golden galleons.

But none of this mattered.

Not to mention Owen, even now Harry and the others can easily defeat those guys.

Finally, after they climbed over a mountain col, they saw the figures of several professors not far away.

It was hard to see clearly in the dark night.

But Owen could vaguely tell based on the frequency of casting the spell and what kind of spell it was. The person in front of them should be Professor Flitwick, the dean of Ravenclaw College.

"Come here!"

Owen stopped in his tracks.

The little wizards around gave a pause, they knew that he had more important things to do.

"Owen!"

"Don't follow me," he said.

"Stop following silently. It's dangerous."

He smiled, waved his hand, and signaled them to leave.

Harry paused. He seemed to have something to say, a thousand words.

But in the end he held back.

After nodding toward Owen, he, Ron, and the reluctant Hermione and the Gemini turned and walked toward the top of the mountain.

"Go back too! Go see how Professor Sprout is doing." He said softly to Hannah.

Then he glared at Justin.

That kid is pretty smart.

Immediately responded to him, took Hannah and walked up the mountain.

The little witch was very reluctant to give up, but she didn't stay strong.She just turned around, her golden braids streaked across the snow like streamers.

She did not speak.

It seemed that he realized that he would never be able to catch up with Owen.

The look on his face when he turned around revealed a kind of sadness.

"It's just you."

"I think I can help you!" Luna blinked and said in a singing voice.

"is it?"

"I don't know why." She said, "Maybe it's some kind of fate!"

"Fate?" Owen smiled, and then his gaze crossed the darkness halfway up the mountain, as if he could see through the forest not far away, where there were people in the depths.

"Everything is already preordained."

"Hand over here!" he said.

Hearing the sound, Luna smiled.Then she jumped closer to him and stretched out her white hand.

The hand was held tightly by Owen.

They stood side by side, standing on a mound.

The time turner in his arms flew out of his pocket under the support of the magic spell.

Then it was suspended in front of Owen.

The two looked at each other.

"Are you ready?"

"Sure, it's going to be a great adventure?" she said in a dreamy tone.

Hearing the sound, Owen smiled without saying a word, and gently tapped the crystal with the other hand holding the spell.

Then slowly controlled the crystal and began to reverse it.

"call!"

Suddenly, Tiandi seemed to press the pause button.

The snowflakes all over the sky are crystal clear floating in the air.

Then began to rise rapidly.

On the earth, the snow turned into little snowflakes again, hugging the sky as if returning to the mother's arms.

The clouds are rolling.

at a certain moment.

A huge gap opened in the clouds.

Through that gap, the stars in the sky twinkled.

The purple light penetrates the earth and draws from one end of the horizon to the other.

Above the earth, on the mountainside.

The brilliant starry sky is accompanied by a certain rhythm in Owen's hands.

Flowing backward like a meteor.

At that moment he seemed to be the master of the world.

With all your heart, you can do anything.

Until the west side of the earth, a ray of setting sun rises from the top of the mountain.

Then it rises higher and higher, and finally hangs high.

The sun scatters the stars.

It also dispels the darkness.

"Huh~huh~" I don't know why.

Obviously he didn't exert much effort, but he was still out of breath.

Luna gasped as well.

Such a spectacular scene oppressed them. In addition to being shocked, it was more of a sense of powerlessness that they would only know my humbleness when they saw the world.

Fortunately, that feeling came and went quickly.

After calming down, Owen quickly put the Time Converter back into his pocket.

Right now, it's about five o'clock in the afternoon.

Although the sky is bright, it has begun to darken.

At this time, he was walking the dementors with Harry and the others in the open space in front of Quidditch.

It's strange to say that the professor didn't notice such a big movement of walking the dementor.

"This is~" Luna lacked the most basic psychological expectations for the fact that the sky suddenly brightened in the blink of an eye.

It's not her fault, no one would have such a tone.

"Time-Turner." Owen looked around.

In the icy and snowy weather, not many little wizards were willing to leave the castle except for Harry and the others. Except for the dry pastures and bare land around them, there was only the cold wind for company.

Then he explained to Luna what the Time-Turner does.

After the little elves exclaimed in surprise, she finally understood that time could be turned back.

"Why are you here?"

"Go back quickly!"

A voice came from a distance.

That is—Professor Lupine.

　The college entrance examination is tomorrow!
　　Anyway, let's do our best.It is really a very important exam, after many years, I have a deep understanding.

　　Here, I also sincerely hope that you will be able to win the gold list and be admitted to the school you wish.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)