"You're a threat." Hermione, behind Owen, said angrily.

She swore she had never been so angry.

Even the mischievous neighbor kid wiped her nose with her treasured textbook, she wasn't as angry as she was today.

"When I get to Hogwarts, I'll tell the professors the truth about what happened on the train."

"Whatever you want." Owen spread his hands indifferently, then pulled two pieces of candy out of his pocket.

One for Harry and the other for Ron.

"Make a friend!"

"Uh..."

Harry stared at Owen's fruit candy in a daze.

Hey—it looks like he bought it.

"Harry, Harry Potter." Harry, who had taken the candy, said stiffly.

The mouth seemed to be sweet, it seemed to be bitter, in short, it made him have mixed feelings at the moment.

It turns out that the wizarding world is not all good people.

There are also bad boys like Dudley.

At this moment, a certain belief was implanted in Harry's heart.

"Ron Weasley."

"My name is Owen, Owen Sanchez." Owen looked at the two of them with a smile, "After eating my sugar, we will be friends from now on." Come to Slytherin when you have something to do at school—yes. ”

Do you want to enter Slytherin yourself?

Owen was slightly stunned.

If it's a normal Harry Potter story.

Slytherin is never a good choice.

He was going to go in the direction of the white-robed wizard for the second week.

"Ahem, it's all first grade anyway, and we'll be common in the future." Owen, whose thoughts were drifting away, casually snorted.

Immediately, I was going to leave.

After walking by and standing in front of the door of the cubicle, Hermione looked at Hermione, who was dressed as a door god. The corners of Owen's mouth rose slightly.

Well-don't say it, the angry King Kong has the potential to be a god.

"Don't forget my one-galleon, Miss Granger, I'm poor." ”

"Of course, you are welcome to continue to bet, I like young people who volunteer to give money." Owen's old-fashioned tone nearly detonated the barrel of dynamite called Hermione. Her little face was a little black.

If it weren't for the fact that she knew that she would never be able to beat herself, she would have pounced on him and bitten him.

It was Hermione, after all.

The first grade dared to burn the professor's robe.

In the second year, he secretly taught potion materials to make compound decoction. (Oh!) Poor Professor Snape)

3rd grade violated the use of a time turner.

Fourth-grade glass bottle captures Rita alive.

Fifth grade organizes the paramilitary unit Dumbledore's Army.

Laugh - what a good person is a little witch...

Owen had no doubt that Hermione, who would grow up in the future, would get him in trouble.

After all, in the first week, that black Hermione was his nemesis.

It is even Hermione that led to the final defeat of the Dark Lord and the destruction of the entire Death Eater organization.

Because she was the one who managed to get Harry to dodge him several times.

Even Owen himself - oh yes, how did he die?

Well...

Like—maybe—probably—probably—the damned Gryffindor Juggernaut.

Neville, you're a sixth, and you've used the Crushing Charm to sneak attack.

In an instant, Owen was evil from his heart, angry to the side of the gall, and the pace under his feet couldn't help but speed up a little, and when he went back, he put ...

He stuffed all the snacks to Neville.

Anyway, he is also a dark boss who organized the Death Eaters.

The reason why we have made fewer enemies and more friends is still clear.

Whether he wants to engage in his unfinished business in the future or not, it is always right to make a good relationship with Harinaway, and maybe he can drag them into the water in the future.

Occasional roar!

The scene of the grand event is touching when you think about it.

...

Outside the window, Hogwarts was speeding through a field full of cattle and sheep.

Meadows, forests, sweet scents of flowers peeked through the cracks in the windows. The air smells of magic.

However, Nevik, who was in the same compartment, was not so happy.

He was worried about holding a large pile of snacks, his head down, his little face huddled together, and he looked very uncomfortable.

Especially when his eyes skimmed to Owen from time to time, his face flashed with the fear of a cat seeing a mouse.

The torment lasted until it was getting dark. Deep purple clouds in the distance obscured the last of the golden glow, and the train finally came to an end as it slowed down.

Hogsmeade Station is a very shabby platform that is small and dark.

Owen could guess with his toes that the Ministry of Magic was definitely responsible for repairing this place.

If it were a school, they would never wronged their students.

"First grade! First-year students are here! ”

Hagrid's familiar shouts rang in his ears, which made Owen, who was pushing and shoving out of the crowd, inexplicably reassured.

Well... Genuine Hagrid, it's a man.

Not a male mother.

Squeezing through the crowded platform, Owen easily found Hagrid's location.

Then there's the Hogwarts tradition.

Take a boat ride across the Black Lagoon to Hogwarts Castle.

It is said that the Big Four were rowing across the Black Lake in a boat - why not magic?

Ravenclaw personally chose the location, and Hogwarts was established.

Every year, new students must follow the tradition of rowing through the Black Lagoon, which is considered Hogwarts history education?

Unfortunately, apart from Hermione, I'm afraid none of these freshmen knew the meaning of the ferry.

This educates a loneliness!

...

Hagrid led them stumbling down a steep, narrow path, while the seniors took the opposite path.

After a few dozen steps, the narrow path ends with a black lake and a high, majestic castle on the opposite side of the hill.

"No more than four people per boat!" Hagrid exclaimed, pointing to a group of small boats moored to the shore.

Immediately, Harry and Ron boarded the boat, and Owen, under Hermione's watchful eyes, happily shared the same boat with them.

The boat carried them through the ivy veil that covered the cliff front to the secluded open entrance.

Hagrid, carrying a pine oil lamp, beckoned, leading them down a pitch-black tunnel that seemed to lead them to the castle beneath the castle, and finally to what resembled an underground dock, and then to the ground of gravel and small pebbles.

All the way up, they finally came to a dew-stained lawn.

In the distance, the gates to Hogwarts are in sight.

At that time, there was a huge oak door, and the story of the founding of the four founders was carved on the door and on the walls on both sides.

As we all know, Hogwarts portraits are moving, and although the techniques used to make murals and portraits are completely different from the magic required, the murals in front of you do move, but they are not very flexible.

"Are you all there?" Hagrid yelled.

The little wizard beside him did not answer.

The little ones' pale faces were covered with coldness, and they still had the strength to deal with this gentleman who looked quite 'hard to mess with'.

"Okay!" Hagrid smiled awkwardly, then raised his fist and knocked three times on the castle gate.

This is the traditional rule of the British.

After the opening of the British Parliament, the Queen arrives at the Houses of Parliament and takes her seat. The gate will be closed.

Members of parliament and the Prime Minister, led by the Black Rod Guard, need to slam the door three times before entering.

The "Black Staff Guard" is the monarch's representative in the House of Lords.

This practice of knocking on doors after closing symbolizes the independence of the House of Commons from the British crown. (Its deliberative power is not allowed to interfere with the British Crown)

As for why Hogwarts has this rule, it may mean that new students need to knock on the door of the temple of knowledge?

Well—when Owen travels back to reality, I'll write to ask Rowling.