I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 264 Do You Want To Confess To Me? (Tanabata limited)
"Huh~" Dumbledore exhaled slightly.

The expression was slightly sad, these children should have had a different path, if he could guide them correctly.

"Okay." He turned his head again.

The sadness on his cheeks disappeared in an instant.

No one noticed, except Grindelwald. —It seems that he is not doing very well.

Grandpa has a panoramic view of everything.

"I still want to emphasize that this competition will be very difficult. You must prepare early, um - you must prepare a powerful spell." Dumbledore smiled again.

Hermione was suddenly startled.

Because she felt it, the professor just blinked at her.

"Okay, the Warriors need enough sleep, staying up late is not good."

He smiled, and sent all the little wizards out of the small room.

"Oh! By the way, Miss Granger and Mr. Diggory, as warriors, you don't have to stay up all night in the auditorium - that's really bad for your health."

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The two little wizards were speechless.

But he still walked out of the room stiffly.

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Zhoutian's castle is exceptionally quiet.

After all, those troublemakers are catching up on sleep.

It was afternoon again, and there were more dazed daredevils in the auditorium again.

"I still want to know, Hermione, how did you put your name into the Goblet of Fire." At the Gryffindor table, George and Fred asked curiously, "Is it Owen? He helped You're right! I've seen you guys have an affair a long time ago."

"Say, where did you go all day yesterday?"

"." Hearing the sound, Miss Granger's cheeks were slightly unnatural, but she still suppressed a certain touch in her heart, raised her head and pretended to be calm, "First of all, I didn't put my name into the Goblet of Fire, and I didn't ask Anyone, secondly, Owen and I — just friends — are enemies, and finally, yesterday we went to finish the test.”

"test?"

"The Weasley test?"

"Well—sort of!" Hermione responded unnaturally.

"Okay! You guys just continue to indulge in that boring treasure game!" Ron interjected, and after being scolded, he no longer believed in the damn Weasley family's treasure.

"But Hermione, are you sure you can win the championship?" Harry continued, "Dumbledore didn't say that this competition will be very difficult. I think it's better for you to make some preparations."

"I -" Hermione was at a loss for words. Without the woman from Ilvermorny, of course she would have been absolutely confident of winning the game, but now - coupled with last night, Dumbledore's meaningful bombshell to her. Eye.

This made Hermione feel at a loss.

Perhaps, her expression was in a daze, and her eyes unconsciously fell on the Hufflepuff bench, where a boy suddenly stood up.

He seemed to have noticed that on the rostrum, an old man with a white beard was walking in leisurely.

But before he could say anything, the old man grabbed a handful of fried fennel beans and turned around and left.There was no chance for him to get angry.

Miss Granger, who had a panoramic view of this scene, rubbed her head, then got up and walked towards him.

"I'll just say they had an affair!" Upon seeing this, Fred immediately said. "If this is not love~"

"Seal your tongue and lock your throat!!"

The next second, an angry voice followed by a gray curse hit Fred on the forehead.

"No, I'll say it again! No!!" Hermione blushed and said without confidence.

Then she hastened away from the Gryffindor bench.Because the eyes of those guys behind her made her feel uncomfortable.

On the other side, Owen had already stood up angrily and followed him.

Damn old Deng, I can't stop talking to you!
Why should I be punished!

I want to fight you! ! !

He walked out of the auditorium and reached the spiral staircase, but he still didn't see Dumbledore.

"Damn!!! Your legs are so good!"

Owen once again felt deeply about the shameless behavior of the old principal.

If this Hogwarts didn't have me, my friend, it would have been disbanded long ago, and the four major colleges would have gone their separate ways.I have done meritorious service for the castle, I have shed blood for the castle, and you treat me like this?
Is there any humanity left!
Depend on!
I declare once again that Grindelwald has changed his form. Grandpa Grindelwald is his grandpa forever. Little Dumbledore will not buy his conscience with [-] galleons!

Be your grandma! ! !
"Owen?"

Suddenly there was a soft voice behind him.

"What's the matter?" Owen turned his head impatiently, and then saw Miss Granger standing in front of him restrainedly.

His face was flushed as if he was about to say something unspeakable.

She lowered her head slightly, not meeting his eyes, and her whole body was indulged in a kind of pink ambiguity that risked love.

"???"

Owen was startled, and then a teasing look appeared on his face, "Are you going to confess your love to me?"

"Huh?" Miss Granger didn't react for a while.

"Although my buddy's charm that has nowhere to rest is like the sun to the little witch, I personally still hold a conservative attitude in this regard. After all, at this age, learning is still the most important thing."

"Confess—confess, you big-headed idiot!" Hermione raised her head suddenly, her cheeks full of crimson and said. "I wanted to ask you if you could teach me some powerful spells."

"Well, that's it?" Owen looked disappointed, "Why don't you give it a try, Miss Granger?"

"What if it works." He looked at Hermione jokingly.Watching the blush on her face burn from her cheeks to the roots of her ears, and then her fair neck was dyed red.

Just...very interesting.

"you!!!"

Obviously——

She clearly knew that the annoying guy in front of her was playing tricks on her, but she just couldn't help her heart pounding.

"Do you teach or not!"

Unable to hide the restlessness in her heart, she had to pretend to be angry.

"Teach!" Owen looked at her, surrounded by the girl's burning gaze, which made him want to pinch her face a little bit.

"Ahem! Well, since I'm here to discuss business, I naturally want to serve God well."

He coughed lightly, and immediately his expression returned to normal, "I'll teach you the standard equipment of Azkaban, how about getting started with the three major dueling techniques?"

"." Hermione rolled his eyes at him, "Can you be more serious?"

"Then how about I teach you how to manifest yourself, how to kill people thousands of miles away, without even a drop of blood being stained, and with a divine blade that leaves no trace?"

"Not learn!"

"Then I'll teach you close combat, how about blowing your fists and smashing mountains and seas?"

"Are you interested?" Hermione was ready to give this guy a little Gryffindor shock with a fist pump.

"You stubborn monkey! You don't want to learn this, and you don't want to learn that. Your pocket is cleaner than your face, and you still want to learn magic. Huh! Why don't you stay where you can to cool off!"

Owen waved his hand as if chasing away a kitten.

hard.

Miss Granger's fist hardened.

She took a deep breath, then smiled sweetly at Owen, and then punched him on the head.

It's a pity that the soft fists and the laugh before the fight wasted time.

Owen took hold of her fist effortlessly.

"What? You said you wanted to have sex for free, and you're still reasonable." He grabbed her hand and hung it in the air.

Her hands were limp, without any strength at all.

Neither wanted to take it back, nor wanted to continue to have unreasonable thoughts about Owen's head.

Gradually, the surrounding atmosphere became ambiguous.

Like spilled nectar, it is sweet and volatile.

At this moment——Miss Granger's mind was in a mess. Her mind went blank for a while, and countless thoughts flooded her for a while.

It was like a revolving door, remembering the experiences I had with Owen.

For some reason, his appearance became more and more blurred in her heart, but an inseparable emotion became more and more intense.

In order to delay his blurry appearance.

She wanted to—want to see him no matter where she was.

"Follow!"

Just when Miss Granger disconnected.

Suddenly she was pulled forward by a force.

The steps started to move involuntarily.

Owen took her hand and ran up the spiral staircase.

The eighth floor of the castle.

Opposite the tapestry of a pair of troll clubs beating silly Barnabas.

The two walked into the Room of Requirement one after the other.

Learning magic is like learning English, you have to find a suitable place.

And there are not many suitable places in the castle. If you have to choose a place, then the Room of Requirement is definitely a good place.

Safe - no one will disturb you.

"Hoo! It seems like I haven't been here for a long time." Owen sighed. In the second grade, the Room of Requirement was still his secret base.

In the days of his Cosplay Witch Lani, Owen often hid here, studying how to tease the little wizard.

In third grade, ever since Hermione learned about this place, it had become her private paradise.

She lived in the Room of Requirement for a few months last semester!

"and many more!"

When they stepped on the corridor on the eighth floor, Hermione's expression became unnatural.

And as Owen led her closer and closer to the Room of Requirement, the little witch's expression suddenly became flustered.

"Don't go in."

She grabbed Owen's hand, desperately wanting to return the same way.

"Ok?"

It's a pity that Owen has already stepped in.

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"Oh! My dear Joan of Arc!"

There was a mess in front of my eyes.

Manuscripts, cauldrons, parchment, various magic materials, clothes and a hammock were placed in a mess inside.

Especially those clothes.

The messy clothes of the four seasons are all arranged in the hammock.

He even saw some pink
"Ah!" Miss Granger screamed.

With a flushed face, she rushed in front of him, stood on tiptoes, opened her hands, and tightly covered his sight. "Turn around."

"Turn around quickly!!!" Her cheeks were so red that they could bleed.

The whole person was extremely excited.

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Owen smacked his mouth and shook his head towards the little witch, "Pay attention to personal hygiene, Miss Granger. This place is not yours alone.

There are many people who know the secret here. Fortunately, I saw it. Don’t worry, I won’t laugh at you.

Why?What's that? "

As he said that, Owen's eyes were suddenly attracted by a table not far away.

Hmm - it's the chair by the table. On the back, there is a piece of white silk personal clothing hanging on it. It looks quite thin and has hollow lace.

Cute yet sexy.

"Oh~~~ So you like this style!" Owen said jokingly, "So, is the serious Miss Granger so restless in her heart?"

"Then—" Hermione was about to cry.

Seeing that the plot is inexplicably going in the direction of an innocent witch.

She suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and in the midst of extreme shame, Miss Granger came up with a good idea.

First, Hermione repeated her old trick, aiming an uppercut at Owen's head.

The moment he showed a mocking look, she raised her leg and kicked Owen's calf as fast as the download speed of the online disk.

Someone is instantly deflated.

The pain forced him to bend down subconsciously and rubbed his legs.

And the moment Owen moved his gaze from the room to the soles of his feet.

She cast spells quickly, and the vigorous magic power poured into the surroundings like waves.

In the blink of an eye, the chaotic room takes on a whole new look.

All the clothes were neatly folded, and those that embarrassed her were buried at the bottom of the manuscript.

"Hiss~~~" Someone was still in pain.

"I didn't buy it, it was." Hermione said intermittently with a red face, "It was given to me by Fleur. She said it was a magic item that could grow up with it."

quiet--

The little witch's head was steaming.

She didn't even know why she had to explain this to Owen.

And it seems that the more you explain, the more embarrassing you become.

Maybe it was because she didn't want him to leave the impression that she was a frivolous woman!

"Miss Granger—" After rubbing his legs for a long while, Owen finally got over his strength and got up again.

"I have only one request!" he said.

"What?"

"Change to black! Thanks!"

".Go to hell!" Hermione raised her fist, pretending to smash it.

This time, Owen, who had flexible legs and feet, turned sideways to avoid it.

Then he turned his head and continued to tease her: "Oh! I thought Miss Granger liked this kind of flirting!
Hi!This kind of thing has to be made by Muggles. Does Victoria's Secret know that the products of wizards are still too conservative. "

"Look at the girls' school uniforms at Hogwarts, if they were placed in the Institute of Magic (Ryukyu), at least the skirts would be shorter!

What a treat to look at—err—I mean how cheap it is.right! "

"Owen—" Hermione blushed, staring straight at him, with a strange light in her brown eyes, "Come here."

"You promise not to beat me to death, right?" Owen took a few steps back, "Think I'm stupid! If you don't beat me up, my buddy's name will be written backwards."

"Hmph!" Miss Granger snorted, raising her proud little head. The way she pouted was surprisingly cute.

This hit did real damage.

Owen, who suddenly felt that he was under Miss Granger's enchantment spell, immediately changed the subject.

"Powerful spell! I know a lot. I-ahem-I'll teach you a simple one first," he said.

Said Owen waved his wand.

The tip of the wand suddenly glowed with fluorescence, and a torrent of pure magic power as thick as a thigh poured out. The huge magic power even made the air agitated.

His vision was filled with visions of heat waves.

But actually, that wasn't a heat wave.

It's the magic power impacting the air, causing the light to refract. This is the famous - Da Vinci - Darwin - Er - Tyndall effect.

"My God!"

As a stone pillar in the distance disappeared as if evaporated, Miss Granger immediately let out an exclamation, and most of the blush on her face disappeared!

"This magic is called: Comet Yazler, you can also call it Soul Torrent."

"This is one of the source spells." Owen put down his wand.Pretend to say plainly.

In fact, my head almost reached the ceiling.

On the side, Hermione glanced at him, smiled knowingly, held him up and said, "That's amazing!"

"Of course!" Owen rubbed his nose. This was one of the most powerful spells he had mastered.

It is specially used to deal with the protective spells on the periphery of Hogwarts.

"It can directly launch a steady stream of magical shocks on objects. As long as it continues, no spell can resist it. After mastering it proficiently, you can even easily shatter the soul of a wizard."

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Miss Granger opened her mouth.

This time she was really surprised.

What magic is this?
It was beyond her imagination.

"The so-called source magic refers to a genre that explores the origin of magic. The first spells are almost all summed up by wizards through studying nature.

Yuanliu means tracing back to the source. Most of this type of magic is very powerful and difficult to cast.

Unfortunately, many magic spells have been lost in the long river of history with the passage of time.

Only the three source spells of stargazing have been preserved to this day, namely, Star Shower, Soul Torrent and Destroyer Meteor. "

Owen briefly explained the history of the source.Then he began to demonstrate the strength of these three magics to her.

"Creating Star Rain: Summons a dark nebula in the sky, and within a certain period of time, a majestic star rain falls.

It is said that this is the starting point of magic - the origin that stargazers glimpsed turned into reality, and star amber fell on this land.

Destruction Meteor: Unleashes twelve dark meteors that fly towards the target.Can be charged to increase power.

According to legend, it was a magic spell created by stargazers who were inspired by the moment of destruction of the huge star cluster.Looking directly at the shooting star, you can see the extinction of the universe, and at that moment, everything about yourself will also collapse. "

"This-" Hermione's eyes widened.

She had never heard of these branches of spells.

The Restricted Section of the Hogwarts library might have records of this, but she couldn't possibly have read all the books.

"This—is this magic? Why is it so different from modern spells?" She asked in horror.The room in front of her was already beyond recognition. Although she knew that Owen must have weakened the power of the spells, even so, these spells still terrified her.

Subconsciously, Miss Granger leaned closer to Owen fearfully.

"Have you read the theory of evolution?" Owen's Frivolous Curse, a powerful repairing spell, began to act on the floor and ceiling.

"I know." Hermione nodded.

"The original wizards had to deal with some powerful, extinct magical creatures. At that time, the survival crisis of mankind was not mankind itself, but external objects."

　Chinese Valentine's Day?Chinese Valentine's Day! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)