I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 210 I love Slytherin as much as Voldemort loves his hair
Talkative Owen is online again.

He babbled a lot.

After talking for a long time, it seemed that they were all good things.

But there are some words, you can't just listen to the surface, you have to listen to what he said.

What Mrs Scamander.

What are also four colleges.

What a good relationship.

From beginning to end, he has only one meaning, that is Hogwarts is better than you Ilvermorny.If you marry a daughter-in-law, you can consider your school.
Not to mention Mr. Basil, who can be a member of the Federation, even the Weasley twins beside him can understand this simple meaning.

Although the two brothers didn't know what Owen was entangled with this strange wizard, Hogwarts was awesome and it was over.

As long as you brag about our Hogwarts, then you are our Weasley half brother.

"enough!"

Mr. Basil's face grew darker and darker, and he was so angry that he was still in the mood to eat.

"Since I have handed over the relics of the vice president, then——I should go too."

After that, he turned his head and walked out of the auditorium.

No head was brought back.

"Hey! Mr. Basil, let's go after dinner!"

"Do you know the way out of Hogwarts?"

"Here, I suggest that you go directly to the Hogsmeade village at the foot of the mountain to rebuild the office. There is the Floo network of the Ministry of Magic, and you can go to London. Don't make a mistake. It is the red house, not the white one next to it. .”

"The white house is the toilet."

Owen shouted kindly.

In the distance, Mr. Basil's footsteps became faster and faster.

"Owen, what are you doing again!" Professor McGonagall looked at Mr. Basil's back with a stern face, and she didn't understand why the two had conflicts again.

But it is obvious that this kid has definitely eaten gunpowder.

"There are no professors, I saved the school's meal money!" Owen spread his hands and said indifferently.

Eat! Eat!
Eat you big head ghost!
If you want to eat without paying, go eat your northwest wind.

"And popularize history a little bit for some arrogant, uneducated kid."

After that, he turned his head, opened his arms, and returned to the auditorium like a hero.

On the Gryffindor bench, Harry and the others had long noticed what happened in front of the auditorium.After Owen came over, Hermione immediately asked: "What's the matter, what is Professor McGonagall looking for you? Who is that wizard who just left?"

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Owen sat down again, then turned to look at Hermione, "I said, Miss Granger, are you going to investigate the household registration? Ask everything!"

As he said that, he turned his head and smiled cruelly at her, "Knowing too much is not good for your health."

"." Hermione rolled his eyes at him, damn--knowing too much is bad for your health.

"Owen." Luna's head popped up, her eyes shining brightly, and an ethereal voice came, "What happened."

Hearing the sound, he immediately changed his face again, his expression as harmonious as the rising sun melting the snow in the early spring.

He ran a hand through his hair.

The hair that has covered the eyes is messy, but it has an unusual and evil beauty.

Plus that face that perfectly inherited the Rozier family's advantage in appearance.

It can be said that there is no one more beautiful than him in Hogwarts.

Unless Owen changes his identity and dresses as a woman
"A federation official with little knowledge, no history of the country, short-sighted, and extremely arrogant sent me a family tree."

"It's that simple."

"Family tree?" The people around were taken aback.

"Yes, family tree."

"I didn't get anything other than that, but I picked up a big nephew for nothing." After that, Owen suddenly had a deep expression on his face. He patted Harry on the shoulder and said in an old-fashioned tone and frivolous eyes. , "This time uncle! I really became an uncle."

"From now on, in this three-pointed place of Hogwarts, uncle, I will cover you!"

"???" Harry shook Owen's hand off his shoulder rebelliously.

Then he said angrily, "That's enough Owen, what uncle, Sirius never promised to be your brother."

He even foolishly asked Sirius about this matter.
He was thinking that maybe Sirius had been in Azkaban for too long, lonely, helpless and bored, and if Owen's mouth made him happy, what if they really called each other brothers?

Now that I think about it, I must have looked like an idiot for asking this question.

"I, Owen Sanchez, never lie!" Owen emphasized again, "I just looked at the family tree of the Rozier family, and they were indeed married to the Black family. You know, your dog's godfather is horribly low. , unfortunately, my mother and his mother are of the same generation. Do you think I am your uncle?

And in this way, Bella and Malfoy's mother turned out to be my cousin.
I'm still Malfoy's uncle. Owen touched his chin, thinking for a while.

It's not just Harry and Malfoy.

And Ron, Neville and the others.

His uncle's identity suddenly became popular in this generation.
The uncle of Hogwarts belongs to him.

"What?" Harry's eyes widened.

He looked at Owen in disbelief.

No way.

"There is nothing to doubt, the family tree is here, you can take it and look at it casually." He said, and took out the folded family tree from his pocket again.

"Show it to you on the spot."

A few minutes later, a dazed little wizard had to admit.

Everything Owen said was true.

He wouldn't fake a family tree just to take advantage.

Forehead.
He really can't?

No way!
———The happy time in the afternoon is always so short.

Soon it was time for the first class in the afternoon.

Harry and the others went to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class on the fourth floor.

As for Owen, he, Hannah, Justin, and Susan moved reluctantly down the stairs to the dungeon potions classroom.

Hmm--a good mood for the day, ending with Potions class.

As soon as they opened the door and went in, they saw Snape standing on the podium grimly.

"Hmph." Snape looked at them in disgust, then said indifferently, "Ten points off Hufflepuff."

"You are late. This class has already started 10 minutes ago."

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Got it!
It's time to say goodbye to the Half-Blood Prince again.

"Professor, it's not even 02:30 yet."

"Another five points from Hufflepuff." Snape said coldly, "Don't ask any questions before I agree."

Hannah behind Owen stopped him by the corner of his clothes, telling him not to speak again.

But can Irving do it?

If he could, he wouldn't be called Owen.

So he decisively went up.

"Professor, can I ask a question?" he said.

Hearing the sound, Snape glared at him fiercely, and then spit out a word in a rapid and low voice: "Say!"

"Professor, can I ask you a question?"

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Snape looked at him with a cruel smile on his lips, "Ten points for Hufflepuff."

"Professor, I think you are drifting away." Owen said bluntly, "The class time is set by the school, and you still haven't become the principal."

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

"Let me tell you another obvious fact. If rules are made but not kept, then why do we need rules? If anyone can maliciously tamper with it, then the school will not be in chaos."

Snape, who had turned into a bat at this time, (His robes fluttered without wind. The momentum is impressive.)
"Another ten points from Hufflepuff, don't talk back to the professor, Sanchez. In this room I mean what I say, and if you're unhappy, you don't have to come to class."

Oh?
Sudden happiness?
The frost on Owen's face instantly melted, and the smile on his face bloomed like a flower petal.

"Really? You said that."

After saying that, he turned and left.Without the slightest nostalgia.

"However - malicious truancy, you will be expelled from Hogwarts." Snape's evil voice sounded behind him, and the voice stuck to his feet like a kind of glue.

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You are awesome!
Owen randomly found a seat and sat down.

He had already started planning in his heart that after he became the headmaster, he must open a Hogwarts branch school in Antarctica, and then send Snee to the South Territory as the headmaster of the branch school.

Let him teach potions to the penguin!
Seeing Owen sitting down, Snape regained his momentum.

But his attitude in this class was a hundred times worse than usual!
Owen really wondered if someone had stolen the portrait of Lily that was in his drawer.

And took James Yuzhao as a swap.

Apart from that, he really couldn't imagine why this guy was so angry today?

In the following time, Snape's viciousness remained undiminished, and he continued to comment on the little wizards' vacation homework and IQ one by one with acrimonious and mean language.

In his description, their homework cannot be said to be useless, but it can also be called non-recyclable garbage.

Naturally, their minds cannot be said to be sound. It can only be said that they have a heart - but not much wisdom.

Snape spent a full two-thirds of the entire section communicating with them cordially.

Now you know who Owen learned his mouth-job from!
There is a generation of satirist Professor Severus Snape, and he still has a lot to learn.

In the end, Snape set fire to their homework and asked them to resubmit a paper on moonstones next week.

Not less than three feet long.

Huh - three feet.

Have you ever seen Yimi's paper?
In class, everyone was outraged by this.

The little wizard admitted that his homework was the toilet paper in the latrine, which was smelly and long.

But you don't look what's going on in the Christmas holiday either!
Hi!Voldemort came to the door with Death Eaters, who the hell is still in the mood to do homework.

You can't wait for Voldemort to give you a bouquet of greens, and you still raise your hand and implore him to let you finish your homework first!
Besides, they still wrote it!

I dare not call it a blank roll.

Owen hurriedly 'copied' Hermione's homework.

Of course - he doesn't feel like he's plagiarizing.

Because he only borrowed about 40% of Hermione's paper.

Why not say that Harry and Ron directly borrowed 60-70%.

And he spent half his summer vacation sleeping and comatose.

Can this be blamed on him?
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After leaving them alone for a while.

Snape divided everyone into teams of two and instructed them to mix a common antidote.

He dragged his black cloak around the classroom, his eyes fixed on them as they weighed dried nettles and crushed snake fangs.

If there was anything that didn't suit his liking, he would use his standard, long drawl and cold tone and say, "Ten points will be deducted from xxxx College."

All students were criticized.

Several Ravenclaw witches were even made to cry by Snape.

Under his supervision, no one except Owen could successfully complete his potion.Snape deducted a lot of points for everyone, and Hufflepuff was the hardest hit. By the end of Potions class, they had lost almost 100 points.

"I really don't understand, what the hell is he trying to do?"

The suffering was finally over, and when they went for a walk in the courtyard, Hannah complained to Owen, "He is too abnormal today. Even if he was against us before, he was not so bad. He mostly only targeted Gryffindor."

"My hands were shaking with fright, and I almost threw the porcupine quill into the boiling water." Justin said with lingering fear, he patted his chest, and said indignantly, "If he hadn't been walking around me all the time, how could I You will make such a low-level mistake."

"Yeah! It's a good thing your cauldron didn't explode!" Hannah gave him a blank look, and then continued to fall into the criticism of Snape, "Thirty points were deducted for stopping you from Owen."

"Just because he stopped his classmate's crucible from exploding."

"It's okay~" Owen didn't care at all.

Yes, he doesn't care.

Then he gritted his teeth and patrolled the corridor with green eyes glowing fiercely, "Let him buckle!"

"I think he dunks faster or I dunk faster!"

"Dude, he's still the president of the student union!"

After all, he suddenly noticed that in the courtyard, in the gate, in the corridor behind the fountain statue, there were two men and women in the Snake Court, hugging each other and doing something that was not allowed to be written.

Hannah blushed instantly and turned her head away.

Justin was also a little embarrassed, but his eyes did not leave for a second.

Like a studious student, learning advanced experience.

And Owen.

He jumped over like a hungry wolf.

The magic wand in his hand casts a spell instantly.

A petrification spell froze the wizard at the moment he stuck out his tongue.

"In broad daylight, bright heaven and earth, what are you doing!"

He roared.

But the frightened witch instantly receded all her lust.

She stared blankly at Owen, who was smiling cruelly at them, and her legs felt a little weak.

She wanted to run away, but unfortunately her petrified boyfriend was still holding her tightly, and his petrified body became a chain instead.

"Fifty points to Slaterin!" he bellowed.

"Also, you two write a three-foot paper on rebuilding the morality of the Hogwarts professors and hand it over to—well—Professor Black in Defense Against the Dark Arts at the end of this month! If he doesn't give you O, Just rewrite it for me!"

Owen roared happily.

And at the moment when he said Blake.

finally realized.

Why did that guy Snape take the wrong medicine today?

"I know." He dropped a word, turned around and ran back to Hannah.

Poor Slytherin girls left petrified, tongue out, saliva frozen.

"It must be Sirius. He probably had a fight with Snape yesterday! And Snape hasn't won the fight yet! Otherwise, he wouldn't be so perverted today!"

After saying that, he immediately ran towards the auditorium.

He had a hunch that he would have fun watching it right away.

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In the corridor of Hogwarts, Owen ran past without stopping his angry voice.

Knowing why didn't mean he would let the Slytherins go.

"You, what's the matter with your appearance! Hogwarts doesn't allow you to dye your hair, and Slytherin deducts ten points." A blond-haired girl from the Snake Court stared blankly at Owen who was whizzing by.

"What are you doing! Making a lot of noise! ​​You have no quality at all. Ten points from Slytherin."

"You - although there is nothing wrong with you, it is rude not to say hello when you see the seniors. Ten points deducted!"

After successfully making a first-year snake farm freshman cry.

Owen received justice from Hannah.

Then reluctantly, he added the ten points back.

Then he deducted twenty points from another fourth-year Slytherin who was gloating on the sidelines.

——Wait until they return to the auditorium.

As soon as I walked in, I realized that something was not quite right about the atmosphere here.

Harry appeared to be confronting a group of senior Slytherins.

The auditorium was clearly divided into two halves, half of which was Slytherin headed by Harry.

One is Slytherin, headed by Gemma Farley (prefect).

"What are you doing, what are you doing!"

He stood at the door of the auditorium, his hands on his waist.

"See if he doesn't like beating him up! Look! What's so interesting! Can you scratch that damn Pot's skin?"

Owen reprimanded all the Slytherins.

"What annoys you the most is that you don't do anything and only force Lai Lai. Beat him! You should beat him instead!"

He was in high spirits.

The eyes are vicious.

Wherever he looked, no little wizard dared to look at him.

"Owen!" Hermione walked towards him puffing her cheeks.

"Stop fanning the flames, okay?"

"I'm fanning the flames. Do you understand that I'm purging the fire? Purging the fire!"

"Blinally suppressing will only lead to greater conflicts. Reasonable fighting is good for physical and mental health. Of course, whoever dares to raise his hand to curse, I will definitely break him into eight pieces!"

"What's the matter, how was your Defense Against the Dark Arts class?" He changed his voice and talked about Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

"Not good, I think Sirius is a bit extreme."

"It's amazing!" Ron also came over at this time, "This is simply the most exciting class I have ever had at Hogwarts. You don't even know Malfoy's face, and the It hurts like eating a dung ball. Ha ha - he deducted more than 100 points from Slytherin. More than 100 points!!!”

"Sirius deducted points indiscriminately. He deducted points from many little Slytherin wizards who did not make mistakes. He shouldn't be like this." Hermione glared at Ron, "He should be like Professor McGonagall, Seriously and justly."

"Come on! Look how Snape treats us!" Ron said disdainfully, "There should be a professor on our side!"

"Sirius is the best Hogwarts professor I've ever met!"

"Well - except for Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall."

"What do you think Owen?" Hermione looked at Owen, hoping to agree with the words in her mouth.

"I?"

"Snape just deducted more than 100 points from our Hufflepuffs. What do you want me to say?"

"Let Sirius continue to work hard?"

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