"Uh..."

He has a point.

I can't argue with that!

After a moment of silence, the sense of honor as a prefect still forced Truman to regain his strength.

He began to teach earnestly: "Those curses are unforgivable for a reason. ”

"They all have wizard and Muggle blood on their backs."

His deep voice echoed through the lounge.

The little wizards, though ignorant, could hear some of the conversation between Owen and Truman.

Owen must have said something very evil magic.

"I know—" Owen said in a rare absence of a playful expression.

He stared into Truman's eyes and said solemnly, "But I think all wizards should learn the Unforgivable Spell or understand it, even if it leads to doubts and arguments. ”

"Because this is preparation against aggression."

"It's not the same thing not to have a sword in your hand and not to use a sword."

——

It's-

For the first time, Truman looked at Owen with an incomparably formal gaze.

Look at him carefully.

Look from start to finish.

His words make so much sense!

But—that's an unforgivable curse!

When the unforgivable can appear in the classroom of the little wizard as brightly as the levitation charm.

He'd definitely think the world was crazy.

"I can't argue with you, Owen." After a long silence, Truman looked directly into Owen's gaze and said, "But, this is definitely not the way wizards should fight, at least not the way a real Hufflepuff should fight." ”

"I'll relay your words to the dean."

Truman was still worried about Owen's grandfather the dark wizard, and he thought that the eleven-year-old wizard must have been influenced by the evil wizard to have such a shocking idea.

"Well—it's not for Hufflepuff, indeed." Owen nodded, pretending to touch his chin. "The way the Badger House fights..."

An intracerebral search.

Suddenly, a piece of music engraved into his DNA sounded in his head.

——ポケモンゲットだぜーッ!Accept Pokémon!

——たとえ火の中水の中草の中森の中。 Whether it's in the fire, in the water, in the grass, or in the forest

——土の中雲の中あのコのスカートの中(キャ~!). In the skirt of the girl in the clouds in the earth (click~!) ）

...

Ha! It's up to you – sniff!

The goal is a Master of Fantastic Beasts Training!

Well, that's the right way to open Hufflepuff!

There is no magic little - the badger house of the animals always feels like something is missing.

Sure enough, Hufflepuff is going through the cultivation system.

Owen nodded with a deep sense of right.

So, should I pick a magical creature first?

"Alright, that's all for today's meeting." Truman, who got up and nodded solemnly at the little wizards, whispered, "If you have any questions you don't understand, you can find the senior senior." ”

After speaking, he walked out of the lounge quickly.

Disappeared at the end of the barrel.

A group of young wizards looked at each other, and after a while, they all scattered.

Today is their first day off at Hogwarts.

The enthusiasm of the new students was very high, and Jarvis and the others made an appointment to prepare to explore the castle together.

Owen didn't follow, not to mention anything else, in order to capture Hogwarts, he studied almost all the secrets of the school.

He knew several secret passages from the outside world to infiltrate Hogwarts alone.

There is even one that knows very few people.

At the bottom of the Black Lake, an underground drain, narrow, leads to the sewer pipe of the castle.

So explore the castle or something, or skip it.

He plans to go around the Forbidden Forest, and maybe he can meet some rare breed of magical beasts.

And - the letter.

He's going to Hagrid's.

Owen, who had made up his mind, walked out of the lounge with ease.

"Potter!"

In the wide corridor, there was a loud fury.

The other little wizards in the path with Owen subconsciously tightened their necks.

The voice - they were all too familiar.

It was Snape.

"Professor—I didn't mean to, I just got distracted."

"Shut up Potter." Snape said in his distinctive, low, slow, mocking tone, "That's how your idiot aunt taught you?" Crashing into the Professor? ”

Hearing this, Owen ignored the frightened eyes of the other little wizards, and came to the corner of the corridor by himself, and peeked out, and sure enough, it was the three unlucky guys.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

And, of course, Snape, who has greasy hair and can fry a dish.

"I'm sorry Professor." Harry hurriedly apologized. There were piles of books scattered at his feet, and it was clear that they had just hit Snape.

Hearing this, Snape seemed to have heard something disgusting and despicable, and saw a disgusted expression on his indifferent face, "It's disgusting—"

Before he could finish his sentence, the little witch next to him chimed in, "We were just working on a spell, Harry isn't-"

"Shut up!" Snape roared, his voice shaking the ceiling.

At this time, except for hiding in the corner to watch Owen, the rest of the Hufflepuff wizards had already fled back to the lounge.

"Miss Granger, have I allowed you to speak?"

"Gryffindor deducts five points!"

Snape stared at Hermione viciously, and after half a second, he turned his gaze back to Harry, "I thought Gryffindors were a bunch of brainless baboons, like wand-wielding trolls. ”

He glanced at the few books that had fallen to the ground.

Standard Defence Against the Dark Arts

Dark Arts: A Guide to Self-Defense

Dark Arts Practical Defense

"Teach you ten common spells in dueling"

"Huh? How? Do you want to fight with someone? Bully the weak, just like your brainless father! Snape's face dropped a few points again.

If it was sarcasm just now, now there is really some threatening tone.

"I didn't, I just protected myself." Harry argued loudly.

But it was clear that Snape wouldn't listen to him at all.

"Enough, I think you've lied enough, Gryffindor deducts ten, Potter. Also, I'll tell you about it to the dean, that one of her famous students is preparing to attack the rest of the school. Snape flicked his sleeves, and his cloak blew like an old bat with its wings outstretched, striding toward the spiral staircase.

————

Interesting~

Owen, who was hiding around the corner, looked at Snape with an aunt smile on his face.

He and James are simply the positive and negative poles of a magnet, always attracted to each other no matter what, and then entangled.

The original is like this.

The same is true for the week.

At that time, Owen really couldn't understand how that Miss Snape had a grudge with James.

Until he investigated a little, he immediately found a shocking melon.

What girlfriends break up and become enemies of each other-

What kind of suspicious and straightforward story of the entanglement between the eldest lady of the Snake Courtyard and the unruly Young Master Lang of the Lion Courtyard almost shocked Owen's jaw.

After learning about that history.

He had to sigh that if it weren't for the fact that Tsundere had already retired from the environment, there would be no Harry Potter in the week.

There may be children with such names, but they are by no means the prophesied saviors.

The name of the program will also be directly changed: Neville Longbottom.

Ay!

No matter how the world changes, some people will still have conflicts.