I, Hogwarts Second Time Around

Chapter 239 Owen: Don't think too much, be careful buddy beat you!

Harry and Ron played with their pocket watches and dismissed Owen's money-making plans.

This guy has nothing on his mind except Jin Gallon.

Gemini and Hermione on the side are also very interested in taking pictures of pocket watches, they have never seen such a magical magic item.

Noisy, the tent was suddenly lifted.

It was Percy who entered.

Came back with Ginny.

Then Bill appeared at the door, waved to his Egyptian friend and walked in with Charlie.

Finally there was Sirius.

He had an ugly face, and Owen guessed that it was Lucius Malfoy's anger.

"What's the matter? Where's Old Deng?" Owen asked bluntly.

"Old Deng?" Sirius was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that he was talking about Dumbledore.

Then he gave Owen a blank look, and said, "Discuss something with the principals of those magic schools."

"We haven't finished discussing it yet!" Owen pretended to be surprised. "I thought he had already dealt with everything when we went to Beauxbatons last summer!"

"You know?" Sirius walked over quickly. The sky was dark as usual. He was not surprised. In fact, he would not be surprised by anything that happened to Owen.

What's more, the Triwizard Tournament is not a secret matter, it's just a tacit agreement among the professors to keep it a secret from the little wizards.

If Owen could get some intelligence from there, he had no doubts about it.

"It's not as simple as you think, even if Dumbledore goes to negotiate in person."

In the living room, Ron and Harry were having fun playing with the photo pocket watch.

Although the two of them have little attainment in ancient runes, Hermione knows!

The little witch soon discovered the trick to controlling the pocket watch.

The projection-shaped stadium grew bigger and smaller in her hands for a while, and cheers came from time to time, which was very magical.

And this naturally attracted Sirius. Curiosity shone in his eye-catching gray eyes. He took off the dark brown robe on his body and sat down immediately.

The robe hung itself on the hanger like a ghost.

"Last year we just had a superficial talk, to explore the atmosphere. After all, it has been suspended for so many years." He stared intently at the virtual stadium in Hermione's hand and continued: "I heard that Dumbledore wants to add something new to it this time. .The difficulty will be greatly improved!”

"New stuff? What tricks can we do?" Owen took a sip of happiness, and then distributed the rest to the people next to him.

Only Hermione and Harry took its happy water and drank it in big gulps.

Ron and Gemini didn't like the taste. They said it was a bit like a potion.

"I just wish there wasn't an age limit—"

"Forget it." Sirius looked sideways at him, "Dumbledore will never allow you to participate. Give up on it!"

"Why?" He jumped up from the sofa, "Aren't I his student? Am I not strong enough? Can I promise to win the championship?"

"That's why you are not allowed to participate!"

"What are you talking about?" The other little wizards onlookers were a little dazed when they heard the conversation between Owen and Sirius.

Charlie, Bill and the others know the details.

But—as if they couldn't tell the little wizard what the sorting ceremony was, as a tradition in the wizarding world, they decided to save the surprise until the beginning of school.

"You will find out when you start school." Owen said impatiently, and then immediately turned his head to look at Sirius, "I protest! There are so many bonuses, why should they be given to others for free!"

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Sirius' head was filled with black threads. Just now, he really had the slightest idea that this guy was thinking wholeheartedly about Hogwarts, in order to keep the championship in Hogwarts, but in the end - "So that's what you did for that." Order Gold Galleons!"

"That point?" Owen gritted his teeth, hating the rich, and staring angrily at this young man who has been rich for countless generations, "A rich man like you who has never bothered about money, and who has never experienced the life of ordinary people How can you understand the suffering of us civilian wizards."

He really didn't slander Sirius - when he was in the Black family, needless to say, the eldest son of the Black heir family had a lot of wealth at his disposal.

Even if he broke away from the Black family, would there still be James, who was also rich?
The Potter family is also a big family that has been rich for several generations.

Besides, he also has an uncle of Blake who also left, and his support to Sirius is real money!

So, this guy has never been poor.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, Owen pointed at Hermione with arrogance, "Look at her!

Look at our poor Miss Granger.She wished that one steel coin could be two flowers! "

“I have never bought any cosmetics in the three years since I went to school. The only time I used smooth hair spray was when George and Fred went to Zuko’s Joke Shop for free.

Oh—here, let me explain that the quick smoothing hair lotion is a hair care potion invented by Fremont Potter, Harry's ancestor. Because the raw material needs Asian dragon hair, the production line has always been in Ming Dynasty. "

"Huh?" Harry raised his head, looking at Owen inexplicably.

Is the hair smoothing agent their invention?

Fremont Potter was his ancestor?
Owen ignored him and continued to point at Hermione and make a fuss: "Look at her - look at her - she is still wearing that ugly pink sweatshirt and jeans, and she has been wearing them for a year.

one Year! ! !

I think if it wasn't for next year, she wouldn't be able to wear it, and she could wear it for another year!
How pathetic.

I--"

Finally Owen was speechless.

Because Hermione, who was sitting on the other side of the sofa, rushed over in anger, holding a pillow in her hand, knocked him down, and then covered his head with the pillow, physically blocking his mouth!

"Go to hell! (╯>д<)╯˙˙"

Immediately afterwards, the tent was filled with laughter and laughter.

Vaguely, people could still hear hesitating voices from under the pillow, including but not limited to, "Gryffindor is killing people—Granger is about to become a dark wizard and so on."

In short, in this tent that never lacks laughter.

Everyone seems to be back at Hogwarts.

Where the same - there is never a lack of laughter.

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No sleep for one night.

The effects of the refreshing potion ended around midnight, and Harry and the others couldn't hold on any longer.

They each returned to their rooms.

early morning.

When Owen got up from the bed, the smell of food had already wafted into his room.

Nothing happened that night.

No Barty Crouch Jr. riots, Death Eater raids, or weird dark creatures.

In the presence of some of the greatest wizards today - the principals of various magic schools, even if Voldemort is resurrected, he will not come here to die stupidly.

This made Owen a little regretful.

The great fun was gone.

"Good day!"

He walked out of the room and met Hermione with Ginny at the corner of the stairs.

The two girls were chattering, and from time to time some very rippling laughter could be heard.
"What evil dark wizard scheme are you plotting?" He walked past Hermione, his eyes passing her involuntarily.

yeah?
Changed clothes?

Miss Granger was finally willing to take off her pink sweater - she changed into a black and blue dress today.

Very nice dress.

It has white, blue and black tricolor patterns like waves, and the hollowed-out design on the arms and neck allows you to vaguely see the white skin behind it.

As for other places, it is tightly covered - bad review!
The skirt covered all the way below the knees, and the skirt was made of hollow rose petals woven with silver silk.

Tsk, a skirt maliciously lengthened with magic - bad review!
This skirt should be up to the thighs, and a pair of slender, moist and well-proportioned legs are exposed outside the skirt!

On the feet are a pair of black socks and dark brown leather boots.

How should I put it - much more than yesterday's classic equipment.

The skirt added a touch of mystery to her, and the close fit at the waist framed her growing figure.

It's a pity that there is no makeup, and her hair is too fluffy, and it looks like it is blown up. Although Owen can see that she has tried hard to use some detanglers to suppress her hair, but how can her proud hair be suppressed? Little fabric softener to beat!

Still proudly independent—well, she didn't use Potter's genuine fabric softener, probably a Muggle product
"Plan? Huh - I think the back hill is very suitable for burying people, and I'm going to recommend you to take a look." Owen's words made Miss Granger's heart ignite.

"Bury people?" Owen raised his eyebrows. "I suggest the valley bottom in the north. The soil is loose and suitable for excavation!"

"Don't you think the scenery on the mountain is better?" Hermione stared at him as if she had been shot, "I think you will like it."

"No, no, no——lying high is easy to be struck by lightning. It's better to be low-lying."

"The low-lying area is easy to be flooded." Hermione bit her lips and said unwillingly.

"I said." Owen stopped at the stairs, one foot had already stepped on the downward step, and suddenly looked back, "Miss Granger——you had insomnia last night? Are you so irritable this morning?"

"Why don't you try my powerful sleep aid, it's very useful, Justin said it's good after using it!"

"Powerful sleep aid?" At this time Ron also woke up, rubbing his face with sleepy eyes fluffy, under the messy hair was a pair of eyes with severe dark circles.

It seems that he was too excited last night so he didn't sleep well at night.

"is that useful?"

"It works! Dude give you a sap! Make sure you sleep like a baby!"

He turned and walked down the stairs.

I didn't see Ginny's resentful eyes.

She had spent half an hour picking out clothes with Hermione - a waste of time in hindsight!

Especially the dress, which she asked Dobby to 'buy' in London this morning - it was a summer new style introduced in a Muggle magazine she found in the kitchen that morning.

It's a pity - her preparations, in exchange for such a result
A mist gathered in Miss Granger's eyes, as if something was flickering, possibly tears.

She held the hem of her skirt tightly with both hands, imagining that she must look like a fool now.

No - she's just a fool.

The little witch lowered her head and resisted—resisting not to let the thing in her eyes fall, because it would make her feel disgusted and resent herself for not living up to expectations.

At this moment, that annoying voice sounded again.

"Oh! That's right." Owen, who was walking on the stairs, suddenly turned his head, "The new clothes are very beautiful, and they suit you quite well."

He winked at Miss Granger.

Then he glared at Ginny, who looked at him resentfully.

Don't these two idiots wonder why there's a Muggle magazine in a wizard's tent?
Why is Dobby here in the tent this morning?
Why does he have pounds?

Why was that Muggle shop open so early?

Why does the store just have the right style and size?

Look carefully at that magazine, is it possible that it was printed in July!And with a lot of French?
Hey - I have to move my little head often.

Don't get rusty!
Owen smacked his mouth, turned around and continued walking down the stairs.

Don't get me wrong!
That was something he accidentally saw while traveling in Europe. He had to bring some gifts to those little wizards!
This is the tradition of wizards.

When you go to a place, you always bring some gifts to your friends. For example, Ron gave him a scaled-down model of the Egyptian pyramids.

As for - you have to ask why I didn’t prepare gifts for others this time
That brother advises you not to mind your own business!

I will beat you!

Owen didn't see the change in Miss Granger's eyes.

He had already come to the kitchen at that time, staring eagerly at Mrs. Weasley and the busy Dobby and Kreacher waiting for dinner.

Dude, I’m so hungry!

After a while, Moyo, everyone else woke up too.

After washing up, everyone gathered in the kitchen for breakfast.

Talk and laugh.

After breakfast, the little wizards didn't just go home.

Instead, they continued to stay here.

In the absence of an invasion by Death Eaters, the area near the stadium where hundreds of thousands of wizards gathered had long since turned into a grand fair.

Many wizards from other countries are planning to travel to London for a few days.

And for the rest, they're enjoying the summer.

Charlie led the little wizards to play happily for several days before repacking and returning to Romania.

Other little wizards also found the legendary door key - an old tire on the surrounding hillsides.

Relying on it, they returned to Stoat Mountain.

It was on a hill near the Burrow, behind the village of Ottery-St. Catchpole.

They arrived at their destination a few minutes later, and in the twilight of dawn they walked through the village of Ottery-Saint-Catchpole and down the wet path towards the Burrow.

This is Owen's first trip to the Burrow.

Because of the well-known thing in Zhoumu, he has never been here.

There were only two weeks left in the summer vacation, and he did not refuse the kind invitation from Mr. Arthur and Ron. It was considered a tour of the Holy Land.

Anyway, he really wanted to see what the snail house looked like!

Of course, he wouldn't say that he was too boring living alone, so boring that he instilled core values ​​in Dobby.

Otherwise, how could his worldview change so quickly!
These are all Owen's painstaking teachings!

While talking, a group of people came to the door of the dwelling.

What the Burrow once stood might have been a large stone pigsty, with crooked rooms added here and there.

The main building is several stories high, and there are four or five chimneys on the red roof.The whole building is built by magic.

Such a house looks as if it will collapse at any time, but it stands here very steadily, guarding the home.

The house has several floors, and although the space is narrow, it is very comfortable.

There are many goblins in the garden, and like other wizard houses, there are all kinds of magical equipment and clothes here.

Walking through the garden outside the house and a small pond, you come to the main entrance.

"It's not bad! Although it's a bit dilapidated." Ron walked to Owen and Hermione, looking at his home, "But it's a home anyway!"

"Hmm - it looks like it has a unique vitality!" Owen said flatly.

Isn’t it unique?

The Burrow is like an illegal building built haphazardly by the river.

It hasn't collapsed yet, so it doesn't have tenacious vitality!

Go to the first floor.

It was very small here, and there was nowhere to go except for the people sitting around the long table. George and Fred had to stand on the stairs, so that this room could hold everyone.

In the kitchen, there are all kinds of furniture, playback appliances, cabinets, and no space on the wall is wasted.

And that table, on which there are elaborate flowers.

There are two windows in the kitchen facing the garden outside the house, which is full of flowers.

On the middle wall between the two windows is a huge photo, which is a family portrait of the Wesley family.

Ron's grandfather, Mr Septimus, is also on it, as is his grandmother, Lady Cedrella Black.

And the famous wall clock hangs on the wall next to it.

Each arrow on the wall clock represents a family member. Melda took a special look, and there is no Bill and Charlie on it. It should be that neither of them is in the UK, and the pointers of all the rest are pointing to ' Home' in this location.

For Owen, it was bloated but clean.The air is full of warm sunshine, which makes people linger here.

Each of the pendants placed in the room has a story behind it.

And that's definitely not something Irving would have.

His home is just a temporary place to live—if it wasn't for some short-lived good memories of the past, Owen wouldn't even live in it like this.

"We still have a lot to do in the last few days of summer vacation!" Ron said happily. "We can catch goblins in the woods and water snakes in the lake, oh! Harry, do you have your broom with you? "

"Of course!" Harry patted a package wrapped around his waist, and smiled happily. It was given to him by Sirius, and he cast a wireless stretching spell on the magical package. He put all his things, clothes, studies, etc. Supplies are packed inside, wrapping his broom.

"We can go flying in the back mountains."

While speaking, Mrs. Weasley appeared behind them, with a strong maternal love in her eyes.

"Okay guys, wash your hands, we're ready for breakfast."

She pushed the little wizards to the pool like ducks, and she would not stop until she saw them wash their hands one by one.

However, because the kitchen was too small, Mr. Arthur had no choice but to take out his wand and move the table to the garden.

　Today is a little leisurely, sneaking around for a while.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)