I, Hogwarts Second Week

Chapter 61 Train to London

Under the moonlight.

Dumbledore's face remained as usual.

He just listened.

After so many years, no one has ever conclusively elaborated on the debate about the wizarding revolution.

Everyone just superficially believed that he defeated a dark wizard who was trying to subvert the magical world.

But no one has really thought about making some contribution to this magical world that has been suffering for a long time.

but--

"Let Muggles be Muggles, and wizards be wizards." Dumbledore said calmly, "Does the tradition of a thousand years have to be broken?"

"This has always been the case, is it right?" Owen looked into the distance, where the river flowing from the Forbidden Forest merged into the sea.

Thousands of streams flow into the sea together.

If only humans could work together like this.

I am afraid that by this time, relying on the blessing of magic, they would have already colonized Mars.

Maybe this world could have given birth to a magical steam civilization.

It's a pity that everyone missed it.

"How can you deny that wizards' rule over Muggles is the wrong path if you haven't tried it?"

"Let's not discuss how wizards can be capable. It's just a simple thought experiment. Imagine that under the governance of wizards: all Muggles are integrated into one country, and they all live an 8-hour work system, with two days off every week, to provide food, clothing, housing, transportation, food and drink. Just having fun...will Muggles still resist?

Even we don't stop them from continuing to develop technology. Promote mankind towards the universe.

We just get a piece of it.

Anyway, the population of wizards is nothing more than a wisp of sand in the ocean to the entire human race.

In such a world, is it not a paradise on earth?

I'm afraid that for most Muggles at that time, doing this to you - I'm sorry.

Those who maintain the existing magic capital are the enemies! "

All Muggles: Mr. Grindelwald, Dumbledore is waiting in front of you. I know a small path. Follow me.

Silence is like the darkness surrounding the world.

Dumbledore was silent.

After a long, long time, he lowered his head sadly and looked at him with complex eyes that Owen had never seen before.

That touch of blue contains so much.

There is expectation, recognition, emotion, and sentimentality.

His old voice sounded slowly: "But, this is a conjecture. Reality is always 10,000 times more complicated than you imagine."

"People always choose between what is right and what is easy."

"So it's easy for me to choose the right one!" Owen suddenly raised his head and looked at Dumbledore, his eyes narrowed slightly and the corners of his mouth raised, "It's really fun to change the world with Harry Potter. Defeat Voldemort and Skywarp. The sea devil and all that really saves the world, I vote for Miss Granger! If you resign as president of the Federation, you must recommend Miss Granger!"

"Miss Granger?" Dumbledore was startled, and a little witch with fluffy hair and a stern face suddenly appeared in his mind, looking like a miniature version of Professor McGonagall.

"Yes, don't look at Miss Granger's stupidity now, it's all appearance! She is a woman who can be the Minister of Magic!"

Owen said confidently.

As for who is the Minister of Magic?

Ahem, forget it, no more kidding.

In fact, he knew just from seeing Dumbledore's look that the old principal was placing his hope of changing the magical world on him!

This doesn't work!

He is just a mediocre person. He happily only cares about one thing every day, and that is when the meal will be served!

As for the future - Owen has had a dream of traveling around the magical world since he was a child, traveling through Harry Potter, who would be willing to huddle up on a small island in the Atlantic Ocean.

Don’t look too far into this.

If he dies in the future, he can still travel back in time. Then you should not open this online article and brag about your experiences in this world.

Hum╯^╰

Only a fool would think of changing the world!

Uh-huh!

At the critical moment, luckily Miss Granger was there to stand up.

Owen, who silently sent a good guy card to Hermione, reflected the ink-like stars.

In the shining night.

Smiling extremely happily.

Dumbledore, who was looking at him, seemed to be infected as well, and smiled with his lips raised.

The night is getting darker.

Two strange laughters carried far away accompanied by the sound of wind.

Under the stars.

Along with the wind, they gradually entered this painting called the Magical World.

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The second day.

Sunburst wakes up with Hogwarts.

After a simple breakfast.

There was a sound of sirens in the distance.

In fact, there is no sound from Hogsmeade Station at all from Hogwarts, but the young wizards who are eager to return home seem to have a collective delusion, as if they all heard the whistle of the locomotive going home.

When the little wizards walked out of the castle one after another.

Only then did they realize that this year was really over.

Seemingly overnight, their closets were empty and their belongings were packed into suitcases.

The students are not surprised by this. What does a magic castle automatically collect clothes?

The castle also does laundry!

At Hogwarts, if you can't figure it out, it must be magic.

Only the little wizards of Hufflepuff understand that this is all the result of the elves, who often solve all life problems for the little wizards late at night.

Most of the magic that belongs to the Magic Castle is created by the elves.

If hosting the ten people who moved Hogwarts.

He has to vote for the elves whether high or low.

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Owen sat in the same booth as Hannah and Justin.

Accompanied by the noisy sound of farewell, the train started slowly.

Soon, the forest outside the window began to slowly decrease.

Laughing and laughing all the way.

And the train entered London.

Stopped at platform nine and three-quarters of King's Cross station.

It took them a long time to get out of the platform, because the wizened old guard was guarding the partition wall. No matter how other young wizards tried to persuade them, he just refused to get out of the way. His stubborn request was to only allow two or three people to pass through the partition wall at a time.

He said it was to avoid attracting Muggle attention.

Haha - Owen once again expressed his strong dislike for the infrastructure of the magical world.

"Remember to write to me." Hannah and Owen agreed with each other.

"Don't worry, I'll write you eight letters a day!"

This little girl kept talking all the time, and she just had to carve the words 'must write to me' on his forehead with a needle.

is it necessary?

It's only been two months. Besides, he often goes to Diagon Alley, so it's not like he won't meet her.

Make an appointment then!

Owen rubbed his brows, and finally said goodbye to each other amidst her numerous warnings.

Hmm--I suddenly thought of my good sons who I haven't had much contact with since graduating from college.

I don’t know how his dog sons are doing!

It shouldn't be more comfortable than him!