I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 254 Welcome, Halloween Eve
"Yelling?" Owen smiled, "You're smart!"

"You know how to prepare with both hands!"

"Fine!"

Considering that these two guys may be needed in the future, continue to share information about the treasure of the Weasley family.

Irving made the difficult decision to take a step back!
After all, there are not only Weasleys with a big family and a big business.

Maybe the treasure belongs to other Weasleys.

And he has no connection with other Weasley families.

Simply, Owen planned to bleed a lot.

Spending money to buy information - not shabby!

"I'll give you fifty Sickles. Enough!" He stood on the grass with his arms crossed.

A breeze brushed his cheek.

Owen raised his head and said confidently.

"Hey! Hermione, yes, a tragedy just happened here!" George suddenly stretched his head and yelled towards the covered bridge behind him.

"Hey - it's the price! Let's have a good negotiation, why are you flipping the table!" Owen said with an apologetic smile.

"When she comes, you won't make a dime."

As the speaker, Owen glanced at the covered bridge behind him and saw that no one was there at all.

敲.
After realizing that he was being fooled, he immediately raised his face, as if cutting flesh, and said with a ferocious expression, "Five Galleons at most, no more!"

"Oh - my dear George, do you think Dumbledore will suddenly choose the Weasley family's treasure?" Hearing this, Fred suddenly turned his head and said to George beside him like a gentleman.

"Oh! Of course, I mean - don't expose it! What if Dumbledore wants a family clock?" George said with a smile on his face.

"Heh—" Owen smiled awkwardly.

Sure enough, smart people are the most annoying.

So he just liked Justin.

The guy never doubted his intentions.

Even if he fed him roast duck for a week, he didn't doubt it at all.

It seems that it is impossible to get rid of these two guys without blood.

But—that's all my money.

It didn’t cost a penny!

After all, he got the [-] Galleons already after school started.

There is really no place to spend money.

So it is impossible to give money.

After thinking for a moment, Owen suddenly came up with a plan.

3 minute later.

Gemini nodded in satisfaction, and even looked at his stupid brother with a strange expression.

This silly brother was beaten once, and he exchanged so many things for them.

If I let Owen beat me up a few more times.
Ron, who was squatting on the stone steps, immediately noticed a hint of malice.

He hurriedly leaned towards Harry.

Then he turned his head and saw that the malice came from his two older brothers.

Immediately, he began to curse: "Two inhumane guys, they don't even want their own brother for money!"

"You still know that you are our younger brother!" George slowly approached Ron, "As a younger brother, shouldn't you make some contributions to the career of the older brothers?"

Fred also took the same posture, and the two launched a pincer attack.

When Ron saw this, he didn't dare to stay. He immediately ran away, cursing the inhuman Gemini as he ran.

And this scene was all seen by Harry.

He stared awkwardly, he hesitated for a long time, and then slipped away with oil on his feet.

"Hey! You are so young!" Owen rubbed his neck, "He counted the money for me after being sold!"

Just now, he used a small sum of money to fund Gemini's next alchemy invention.He even promised to buy a shop for the brothers in Hogsmeade village.

The twins were so excited that they almost rushed over to give him their first kiss.

Don't doubt Owen's commitment to buying a house.

In fact, he has already bought it.

Since the Battle of Hogsmeade, housing prices there have almost dropped to bargain prices.Owen's [-] galleons can be sold for several streets.

Over the past few months, the Malfoy Charitable Foundation has made a large investment in Hogsmeade, allowing this historic wizarding village to regain some vitality - of course at the cost of at least 60.00% of the town's land. All owned by the Malfoy family.

The remaining forty basically have their capital injection, but the ownership is not in Malfoy's hands.

In the entire Hogsmeade village, the only place that can be called clean is Aberforth's Hog's Head Pub.

After all, Lucius didn't dare to fish for gold on Dumbledore's head.

For this transaction, Gemini smiled.

Owen laughed too.

His vacant house can finally be rented out.

Earning some rent is better than leaving it vacant.

As for Gemini, they feel that they have picked up a shop for nothing.I am even more grateful to Owen.

Everyone feels that they have made money.

Looking at the endless wilderness under the billowing clouds and mist.

I believe that we all have a better tomorrow.

Hey.

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The enthusiasm in the castle grew over the next week.

Although we still don’t know when alchemy classes will resume, Owen has already met Victor in the castle.

This is good news.

It felt like Dumbledore didn't come to him to be a professor, but to be a detective.

While everyone was talking, the castle was also thoroughly cleaned.

Many of the grimy portraits were scrubbed clean, although those who were scrubbed were very unhappy about it.

They sat huddled in the picture frame, muttering sullenly.

Every time I touched the newly exposed pink tender flesh on my face, I grinned in pain.

The armor on both sides of the corridor also suddenly became shiny, and they no longer creaked when they moved.

There are just a few armors that especially like to dance and sing.

Professor McGonagall originally planned to immobilize them with a petrification spell, but Dumbledore was very tolerant of this.He happily taught the Hogwarts school song he composed to the armors, so that they could sing the school song in the corridor.

The janitor, Argus Filch, stood guard at the door of the auditorium every day during meals, and when he saw a student who forgot to wipe his leather shoes, he became furious and frightened two girls in the first grade into hysterics.

Regarding this leather shoe issue.

He has already grabbed several people and won't let them go.

Originally, Filch had a very bad reputation in the circle of young wizards, but now he disgusts them even more.

You know this is Hogwarts, and everyone doesn't stay in the castle all the time.

Herbal medicine classes, Care of Magical Creatures classes, Astronomy classes and some other courses all have outings.

Walking through a muddy mountain road, it is inevitable that there will be some mud under your feet.

What to do with the leather shoes.

Those who didn't know thought they were studying at the Frunze Military Academy.

And the other faculty and staff in the castle also seemed extremely nervous, trying to make everything appear in the most perfect state.

Wait until the morning of October 10th, the eve of Halloween.

When everyone went downstairs for breakfast, they found that the auditorium had been decorated overnight.

Huge silk banners hung on the walls, each representing a Hogwarts house: Gryffindor with a golden lion on a red background, Ravenclaw with a bronze eagle on a blue background, and a yellow background Hufflepuff with a black badger and Slytherin with a silver python on a green background.

Behind the desk in the classroom, hung the largest banner.

On it is the coat of arms of Hogwarts: lion, eagle, badger, snake connected together, surrounded by a large letter H.

"Wow! It's really spectacular! The castle looks like new!"

Justin said happily.

Ernie, who was standing beside them, also had a look of excitement, "We are so lucky, this game has been suspended for hundreds of years, and we actually ran into it!"

"Owen, do you have the means to participate in the Final Four?"

A few people sat down, but before their buttocks even reached the bench, a fifth- and sixth-year wizard from Hufflepuff walked over.

The leader is a tough wizard named Gawain.

With a muscular body like the Durmstrang wizard, blond hair, and blue eyes, he looked like a royal chef whose heat tripled when exposed to the sun.

He even has a personality similar to Gawain, so he is very prestigious in the castle.

"Although I have a way, but - I have signed an agreement with Principal Dumbledore to be the head of Hogwarts. You guys - do you want to find George and the others?"

"Them?" Gawain's face showed a worried look. Sure enough, he didn't trust the Weasley twins.

"I wonder what events are included in the competition?" Justin said thoughtfully, "I bet we can do it too, we have done so many dangerous things before."

"really."

Well said Justin.

In the first grade they fought against Voldemort bravely, in the second grade they fought against the giant spider and the witch Lani.

The third grade even directly participated in the Battle of Hogsmeade.

It can be said that everything they do is much more dangerous than the competition, but the ordinary content of the competition can be handled by little wizards in the third and fourth grades.

That's why the little Hogwarts wizards are so outraged.

Because if you pick your own food, then forget it, and it would be embarrassing to be selected, so let's not talk about it.

But buddies are so strong, why not choose me!

"Yeah, it's really good, but you didn't do those things in front of the judges, did you?" Gawain said, "Professor Sprout said that the judges will grade the warriors according to the quality of the projects they complete. .”

"Who is the referee?" Susan asked on the side.

"Officials from the Ministry of Magic?" Justin speculated.

"Impossible——" Owen interrupted, "this competition was obviously facilitated by Dumbledore, and North America was also involved, so the Ministry of Magic couldn't get involved. I guess he should invite some famous wizards to form a jury , and then conduct group scoring.”

"Famous wizard?"

Owen's words made all the young wizards feel surprised. Everyone was looking forward to whether they could take a photo with those famous wizards, or whether one day they could become a famous wizard who would leave his name in the history of magic.

All in all, on this day, no one was paying attention to the lectures anymore, and everyone thought that Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were coming tonight.

Even Potions class wasn't as unbearable as usual, as it ended half an hour early.

Snape had some objections to this. He looked sullen and frantically looked for trouble in class, but this didn't change anything.

Everyone is still happy.

Afternoon - around six or seven o'clock.

The bells of Hogwarts were ringing endlessly.

Owen came to the auditorium early. As the chairman of the student union, he had to maintain order with the prefects.

At this time, the little wizards crowded forward frantically one by one. They gathered in front of the east gate of Hogwarts, which was the main entrance of the castle. (Does the castle have a main entrance?)
Senior wizards will pass by here in carriages.

There is a tall metal magic iron gate, behind which is a huge garden.

Everyone wanted to get to the front, because that way they could see wizards from other schools for the first time.

"Weasley, put your hat on straight; Creevey, tuck your shirt into your trousers!" Professor McGonagall said sternly to Ron, "and you, Miss Patil, put that ridiculous Take things away."

Parvati frowned unhappily and removed a large butterfly headdress from the end of the braid.

"Okay, everyone, please follow me." Professor McGonagall said, "The first-year students are in front, so don't be crowded."

Although the professors and prefects had tried their best to maintain order on the scene, the excited little wizards were still crowded forward.

Especially the Gryffindors, the boys hugged each other and pushed forward.
The Weasley twins deliberately pushed hard from behind, but seeing that they couldn't move, the two brothers directly took out their wands, ready to open the eyes of the idiots who didn't want to move in front!
"Put away your wand, Weasley!" Professor McGonagall was furious.

Her hair fluttered slightly from the madness.

"Get in line," she roared angrily.

Unfortunately, the effect is limited.

Although the excited hearts of the little wizards were poured with a bucket of water, their enthusiasm did not diminish much.

Although the scene was not as crowded as before, they still surrounded each other.

This is the disadvantage brought about by the overall rise in the strength of little wizards.

Every skin is itchy again!

"boom!"

They were crowded, and suddenly the fountain in the garden exploded.

A huge explosion sounded like a thunderbolt piercing into the ears of the little wizards.

"Damn it, what a bastard squeezes me!"

Owen, who was spit out by the turbulent crowd, stood on the flower bed.

He stared angrily at the thousands of young wizards.

His robe was stained with dust, and there were two small footprints on the soles of his shoes.

"You can't learn to line up, can you?"

"what!"

The wand was pressed against his neck, and under the blessing of the 'loud voice' spell, his angry roar was like a deep dragon.

"Stand still the fuck over!"

The little wizards all looked at him with their heads narrowed.

But it wasn't that he was afraid of Owen's threats, the main reason was that the flashing lightning at the tip of his wand was too dazzling.

They absolutely believed that the guy would throw lightning to shower himself.

Compared to Professor McGonagall's warning, that lunatic would actually take action.

Gradually, the crowd below began to flow.

The first grade is ranked first, and the other grades are ranked last.

A silent sense of oppression forced them to quickly close their mouths and quicken their pace.

"Damn it, it belongs to the top, so it's not pumping!"

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It was a cold, crisp evening, night was falling, and a white, translucent moon had hung over the Forbidden Forest.

The moonlight is extraordinarily bright, and it complements the castle, creating a beautiful fantasy picture.

Several professors stared at Owen with twitching lips.

Although he was full of vulgarity and did not touch the elegance of the Rozier family at all, but--it worked, didn't it?
So they just turned a blind eye and closed one eye, pretending they didn't see it.

Professor Flitwick silently stretched out his wand and repaired the fountain that Owen had blown up.

In the castle, all the ghosts floated out.

Except for Peeves, everyone else is above us.

Owen jumped down from the flower bed.

He didn't go into the crowd, Dumbledore called him over.

He is going to greet the guests with the professors.
"It's almost six o'clock!" Ron said, looking over his shoulder at the driveway leading to the front door, and said in a low voice, "how would they come, by train?"

Although the team of little wizards looked pleasing to the eye, the whispering voices in it did not stop.

That subtle sound, like the buzzing of mosquitoes, is really annoying.

No wonder those teachers don't like students talking.

"I don't think so," said Hermione. "The Hogwarts train leaves from London. There's no way they'll be meeting there."

"How come then, broomstick?" Harry guessed, looking up at the starry sky.

"Impossible, that's too far away," Hermione said.

"Maybe it's the Portkey?!" Ron continued to guess, "Or Apparition, maybe they allow people under the age of 17 to Apparate!"

"Ron, how many times have I told you that Apparition is not allowed in the Hogwarts grounds!" Hermione said impatiently.

"Can you use elves or magical animals? Doesn't Owen have a kitten that can only apparate?"

"That's Zouwu!" Hermione glared at Ron angrily. It's been three years, and you can't even figure out Sherlock's race.I really don't care enough.

"That is a very precious magical creature. It is only produced in the Ming Dynasty. They prohibit the export of this precious magical animal. Very few poachers can bring it out."

"Then how did they come here?"

Ron and Harry asked in confusion at the same time.

But no one could answer their questions.

The little wizards scanned the gradually darkened venue excitedly, but there was still no movement.

Everything was still, quiet, as usual.

The uncontrollable chatter gradually sounded from the crowd, and everyone was cold and hungry.

Some Hufflepuff wizards were already cursing under their breath.

And just when everyone was about to be unbearable, Dumbledore, who was standing in the back row with other teachers, suddenly yelled.

"Ah! If I'm not mistaken, the representative of Beauxbatons has arrived!"

"Where is it?" Many students asked eagerly, looking in different directions.

"There!" a sixth-grader shouted, pointing to the sky above the Forbidden Forest.

A colossus, much bigger than a single broomstick, or a hundred broomsticks.

In the silvery light of the moon, you could see that it was flying rapidly across the deep blue sky towards the castle, getting bigger and bigger.

"God, what is that?"

"It's a dragon!" screamed a freshman, too excited to know what to do.

"Don't be silly, it's a house flying!" Dennis said.

His guess may be closer, but more accurately, it is the carriage drawn by the rune horse.

Hermione recognized the magical creature immediately.

She also fed them with Fleur in second grade.

(End of this chapter)