I, Hogwarts Second Time Around

Chapter 232 Make a wish, Miss Granger.

"It's Hermione Jane Granger, a fourth-year Hogwarts student." He said flatly.

That apparently plain voice resounded like thunder in the ears of the surrounding people.

"fourth grade?"

Whether it was Mr. Cuthbert Mockridge, or Mr. Cuthbert Mockridge who was in front of the Ilvermorny witch, or the adult wizards around him, it was ridiculous.

A strong sense of déjà vu that the world may be false emerges.

They didn't believe that a little wizard in the fourth grade could have such terrifying power.

But the scene in front of him was so real.

So they can only guess elsewhere.

What a descendant of a pure-blooded family!

The illegitimate daughter of a famous wizard!

What got the ancient heritage of the witch!
In short, they pointed fingers at Miss Granger's power.

But no one believed that it was the result of talent and hard work.

It has to be said that this is a kind of sadness.

But very realistic.

Obviously, in fact, the Feathered Serpent God's protection spell cast by the Ilvermorny witch just now, as well as the lightning magic, are equally shocking.

And in comparison, her magic is more difficult.

But none of the wizards around had such a big reaction.

why?
Because that girl looked like the heir of a certain pure-blood family, with ancient blood flowing in her body.

Yes, this is the ingrained thinking of most wizards in the wizarding world.

Even those progressive wizards who say they respect Muggle-born wizards and give them more plans and support.

They didn't believe in their bones that Muggle-born wizards could achieve such brilliant achievements.

Even Ron, George, and Fred—after learning that he was the heir of the Rozier family in France, they looked at him with less surprise.

It's as if those wizards from ancient families should be so powerful.

And in order for Miss Granger to be able to serve as the Minister of Magic steadily in the future, Owen doesn't mind adding fuel to this rumor.

"Yes! She is the heir of Gryffindor, with Godric's blood flowing in her body."

"Hogwarts is one man under one man and one man above ten thousand!"

Owen continued to fabricate a false life experience for Miss Granger.

There are tens of thousands of wizards here, and I believe his rumors will soon spread throughout Europe.

Even if she clarifies it later, it won't be of much use.

Nietzsche said: There are no facts, only interpretations.

Once a rumor is formed, it is like a drop of ink dropped into a glass of water.

Then no matter how much clean water you pour into it, the ink will always exist.

It's only going to get rarer and rarer.

Unless you pour all the water out of the glass.
Besides, with the current growth rate of Miss Granger's magic skills, she will only make this legend become reality step by step.

"Is that Granger?"

Draco, who had pure-blood glory engraved in his bones, raised his head blankly.

Looking at the sky, the dust formed clouds, burned by flames, rolling and moving like golden gilt.

For a while, something that he held on to in his heart gradually collapsed.

"Why? A Mudblood"

In a daze, he felt a tingling pain in his head, which was the brain's stress response. In order to convince himself, he had to start believing Owen's words.

The fact that Granger is the heir to Gryffindor has been instilled in him since first year
Maybe this kind of self-deception can make him feel a little better in his heart.

"Humph!"

Looking at Malfoy's troubled face.

The corners of Owen's mouth rose slightly.His eyes were full of sarcasm and ridicule.

"Wait! Look, that giant - it doesn't seem to be in good condition."

Suddenly there was an exclamation from the crowd.

Owen followed suit.

High in the sky, huge cracks began to appear in the huge lava beast and the stone fragments that were forcibly pieced together.

The cracks are getting bigger and bigger.

There were even bolides falling from the giant beast in midair.

There was a sound of "Bang!!", stirring up dirt and sparks.

A few unlucky wizards were affected by the sparks and screamed in pain.

"They can't hold on any longer?" A slightly novel voice came from beside them.

Owen looked sideways.

——That little beauty from Ilvermorny.

A cascade rose red reworked robe.Over his shoulders hung a robe with feathered ends.

Her pair of crimson pupils were extraordinarily bright red under the reflection of the flames.

Looking at Miss Granger from a distance, her eyes, lips, throat, and whole body trembled slightly.

Like a small animal about to be eaten by a predator?
No ordinary people's surprise can be seen between the brows, but excitement.

Owen took a half step back.

He could clearly sense that that girl was definitely a big trouble.

Getting close to her may bring you misfortune.

"Do you think so too?" Suddenly, the girl turned to look at Owen.

It startled him.

"I can't hold on anymore." Owen scratched his head and patted the dust off his handsome hairstyle.

"Hey, are all Hogwarts like this?" She looked at Owen intently, "I mean, are they all so um... awesome?"

The corners of her mouth turned up slightly.The long silver hair behind him swayed in the wind.

Her tone of voice was very strange.There is a trace of surprise, like seeing a treasure, but there is also a little danger in this surprise.Like an invisible iceberg beneath the ocean.

"My name is Coatel Stuart. I'm a seventh-year student at the Longhorned Hydra School, Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"Owen Sanchez, Hogwarts Hufflepuff, fourth year."

"Fourth grade?" Koyatel's eyebrows were frivolous, and his blood-red pupils gave off an indescribable light.

Owen saw her bit her lip slightly.

The body trembled slightly, as if some kind of desire was spreading, and she was suppressing this desire.

It's just that this process is unbearable.

"I'm curious." She said this after a while.

Even the lava falling from the sky didn't move her expression in the slightest.

"Are you familiar with that Hermione in the distance? Do you know her well?"

"Hermione Granger?" Owen realized the trouble, "Not familiar, not at all, she belongs to Gryffindor, and I'm Hufflepuff, and I haven't seen each other for several months."

He wasn't lying, Owen hadn't seen Hermione for months - well - counting her time.

The girl named Coatel Stewart in front of him looked abnormal at first glance. He already had a girl with an abnormal head entangled, so he didn't want another one.

For my ears.

Granger, I'm sorry! ! !

"If you're on good terms with her, wear one—"

"Whoosh" a tongue-locking curse hit Malfoy's head and directly sewed his mouth shut.

"It's time for lunch, oh! Look, the time flies by so fast!" Owen laughed.

"Okay, okay, go back to each house, find each mother, look, our poor employee of the Ministry of Magic, there are not many hairs left on his head, only this circle of hair is left, if you can keep it, let others keep it Bar!"

After that, Owen turned around and was about to leave.

It wasn't fun to watch anyway.

The Aurors are here, and the farce will be over soon.

Besides, that Coyart Stewart
He always felt that this surname, where did he hear it, Stuart?
Are there any pureblood families with this surname in Europe?
never heard of that.

What about America?
He knew little about America, but most wizards in America came from Europe.

I have never heard of the Stuart family.

Is it because I am ignorant?

While Mr. Arnold Pisgood was in a daze.

Owen ran towards the lava giant while turning sideways.

On the road, there are falling lava everywhere.

Fortunately, it was midsummer at this time, and the grass in the mountains was lush green with a high water content.

If it was autumn, I am afraid that the mountain fire would have been ignited long ago.

I have to say that Miss Granger's magic is indeed very deceiving.

Even with the help of other little wizards, it is a bit too much to be able to transform such a huge creation.

But - the magic power consumed by this level of transformation magic is by no means what a normal little wizard can possess.

Without enough magic power, this thing is like a levitating spell that levitates a stone and then freely falls towards the enemy.

Any wizard with a normal brain development would not be attacked by such a large stone throwing.

Of course, when the lava monster collapsed, it might be lava instead of stone.

There is splash, so it is still a bit lethal - but not much, don't look at the bluff of these wizards now, they are not fools, they are just splashes of lava, which can be resisted by waving their wands.

but no matter.

With the magical talent and powerful magic power displayed by Miss Granger now.

Owen can imagine how tomorrow's "Daily Prophet" will report on this matter.

Her life story and various performances at Hogwarts will definitely be reported at a glance.

Along with her status as Godric Gryffindor's heir.

I believe that overnight, the British wizarding world will be boiling.

She will overnight become a celebrity known to all wizards like Dumbledore, Sirius, and Harry.

All the major media wanted to interview her, and her home was almost filled with owl letters.

As the news continues to be reported, Miss Granger may have many more admirers, all over the world.

After more than wizards present left, her name was chanted all over the world.

Hermione Granger will be recognized by the wizarding world as the most promising young wizard and the future star of hope in the wizarding world.

Even considering the semifinals in the second half of the year, Hogwarts may usher in a wave of students.

Many foreign parents hope to send their children to Hogwarts, hoping that they can study at the same school as Granger, a rising star of tomorrow.

Of course, the punishment of the Ministry of Magic may also follow.

But think about it with your heels, it will definitely be a superficial punishment with a lot of thunder and a little rain. After all, Barty Crouch will not risk the world to punish a British genius wizard.

Well - if Irving is not involved at this time, such a future will be a realistic trend.

"Let Miss Granger take on this honor!"

He walked quickly to the pile of young wizards at Hogwarts.

He saw Sirius who was casting spells to clean up the lava in place.

He saw Harry Ron and others who were struggling.

He saw that, on Miss Granger's face, bean-sized sweat was continuously protruding from her forehead.

Before it slid down to the cheeks, it was already evaporated by the high temperature.

They are already in a difficult situation at this time, because if they suddenly withdraw their magic power at this time, the lava that collapses will bury everyone.

"Consider the consequences next time you cast a spell!" He rushed into the crowd angrily.

"Owen, hurry up. We're going to be unable to hold on anymore." Harry said intermittently.

The tearing feeling of the magic power being pulled from the body is like a needle-like pain.

He endured it, but the pain seemed to last for 1 years without any reduction.On the contrary, it is intensifying.

And he couldn't just let go.

"Very good, that's how you should exercise."

"I haven't fought in half a year, so don't be unfamiliar." Owen said jokingly, his tone as usual, "You are famous! Do you know?"

"Who the hell cares about that - come on!" Ron yelled petulantly.

"I can't feel my arms anymore."

"It's okay, I can see that your arm is still there."

"No—it's almost the limit!" Percy's voice came from the crowd, and he was also restrained by the monster devourer.

"Owen!!!" Harry's heart-piercing voice came.

His expression was in a trance, and he roared, this was his last strength.

next moment.

"Bang!!!"

Suddenly there was a sound of something collapsing from the sky.

Then the lava lost its restraints like sea water, and finally returned to the embrace of gravity.

"No—too late."

Hermione's weak voice, like the rest of the story, is the bell that everything is over.

She sat limply.

His eyes stared blankly at the lava beast that was about to collapse high in the sky.

"I said—the main character hasn't appeared yet."

Owen had come to Hermione at some point.

He quickly lifted her up.

Then he seemed to wrap his arms around her, and raised her wand, which was only pretend, and raised his phoenix wand aloft.

"I suddenly had a hunch that it would be very troublesome if I got ahead, so I can only ask you, Miss Granger."

He teased against Hermione's ear.

In the flames, the figure of that year's love showed a feeling of being unmatched by others.

He had a smile on his face from beginning to end.

Looking down at Miss Granger's face was so confident, so shining.

As precious as a diamond.

At least for this moment, this second, for Hermione.

"Make a wish, Miss Granger." Owen whispered.

The gray eyes are reassuring, annoying, angry and frivolous.

At this moment, the giant beast had disintegrated.

Starting from the legs, the crack marks are lightning fast.

The sound of lava on the ground could already be heard in their ears.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

"Bastard! You."

"Oh! Civilized words, Miss Granger."

above the earth.A curse soared into the sky.

The powerful magic power of black and white seems to tear open the space and create a black hole.

Not even the light escaped from that ferocious, distorted, disintegrating space-time vortex.

"I wish you a wish."

"Just let everything 'disappear'!"

(End of this chapter)