Chapter Twenty-Three: Be Brave and Take the First Step.
Walking into the dark magic classroom, the huge steel chandelier on the ceiling Owen was smoked by a strong smell of garlic on the tip of his nose before he could look closely.
I don't know what Quirrell's idiot thinks, even if it's to cover up the smell of corruption that Voldemort has in the back of his head, there are many options.
Spray some perfume.
Or a flower-filled common room like the Hufflepuff common room.
No matter how bad it is, you can set up a barbecue stand as a decoration!
It's all your hard work.
And the result! You just picked a garlic.
Made, garlic!
What an insult to us Hufflepuffs!
"Professor, can you teach us some attack spells? For example, disarming charms, petrification charms, and the like. "That's Hannah from Hufflepuff.
Ever since she had been beaten up by Owen, the whole person had begun to ride in Hermione's direction.
This made Owen very worried, good guy, this girl won't think about retaliating against him in the future.
On the podium, Quirrell, who is pretending to be a stammering man, hums and chirps about how he helped an African prince get rid of a resurrected zombie.
Suddenly hearing Hannah's speech, he looked stunned.
Because the same thing he had heard yesterday.
It was a mudblood with fluffy brown hair that spoke.
"Ai-Bo-Miss, I-I don't think the first-year junior—the wizard has yet mastered the power of this magic. Maybe you can read more relevant books and accumulate theoretical experience? Quirrell's face flushed, and he said vaguely.
This is his usual method.
His rule of life at Hogwarts is to keep a low profile as much as possible.
Becoming a popular star professor or something is definitely a big deal!
"But—" Hannah was about to say something more, holding her wand as if to prove that she had succeeded in casting a spell.
But perhaps he was too nervous, and after many incantations, the wand still did not move, and there was not a single spark.
This made the little witch a little anxious, and she hurriedly flicked her wand, her face flushed, and her eyes couldn't stop glancing at Owen who was sitting beside her.
Well...
Owen can attest.
Jarvis too.
Hannah, who has been beaten, has indeed mastered a spell,
Obstacles - Obstacle Charm!
Although she is not very skilled in it now, and it is possible to succeed only once after casting a spell three or four times on average, it is also something to be proud of, because it is more than most first-year wizards. Even the second grade.
"I- I just made it."
"Alright, Miss Abbot." Quirrell borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, and immediately spoke, "That's—it's an obstacle charm, isn't it?" But—you're not very proficient in it, maybe you can try to practice more, and when you're fully mastered this spell, come back to me, okay?" ”
Hearing this, Hannah sat down decadently again.
She didn't know why, she used to always want to lie flat, but now, her mind was full of thoughts about learning a few more spells.
Maybe it's the influence of some brown-haired girl?
...
Owen, who has seen everything in his eyes, is very satisfied with Hannah's current state.
Roll it!
Roll them all up for the master.
Involution saves the world.
As he spoke, Owen's gaze shifted from Hannah to Quirrell's.
In the dark, there seemed to be a voice.
'Ding—Loading the Fun Man module. ’
'Loaded successfully. ’
"The professor - are you talking about the resurrection zombie a yin corpse?"
Owen, who chose to play with the famous Oscar-winning actor, was decisive and began his first attack.
"Does garlic really drive away vampires? I've heard that they are also wizards, and they can also use wands, and they are no different from ordinary wizards except for sucking blood, so how can such creatures be afraid of garlic? ”
As a former dark boss.
Owen had really come into contact with vampires.
The vampires of the Harry Potter world are almost indistinguishable from wizards, except that they are rough and thick-skinned, and can turn Animagus into bats, the biggest difference is that their bodies cannot produce magic.
Vampires must rely on stealing the blood of other magical creatures to keep their bodies full of magic.
Note - this refers to the blood of magical creatures.
Compared to human wizards, the blood of dragons is more popular with them.
This is also why there are very few cases of vampires attacking wizards, because people don't look down on the three melons and two dates in the body of ordinary wizards at all.
"When—of course." Quirrell stammered and trembled as he raised the Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Defense, "Garlic - can block the magic in vampires' bodies." ”
"But it didn't work much." Owen interrupted, "That level of blockage has almost no effect on the fight, they probably just hate the smell of garlic, just like we hate a professor who doesn't like to wash his hair and stinks." ”
"Uh-" Quirrell was momentarily speechless.
Owen struck while the iron was hot and began a second offense.
He then asked, "Professor, what exactly did you encounter in the Albanian forest?" ”
"It won't take months to meet a few vampires!"
"I've heard that there are often giant pythons there, the kind that can eat people, and some evil face-hugging worms, creatures that specialize in parasitic wizards' brains, have you ever encountered these?"
"No- I didn't..."
"And then- what about some strange ghost, soul or something? It's the kind of hiding in the dark, whispering in people's ears, promising all kinds of powerful magic, wealth, power. In fact, it was just the kind of ghost that wanted to take away the man's body. ”
Turning into the curious baby Owen, he is full of witty words, and the big strings and small strings attack Quirrell like a storm, "Or claim to be a famous wizard and wait for an opportunity to cheat money." For example: I'm Merlin, I'm not dead, I know where King Arthur's treasure is, now as long as you let me steal it in my body for a period of time to recuperate, and when I am resurrected, I will give you King Arthur's treasure, and so on. ”
"Have you ever met any of these?"
"I—" Quirrell's sideburns squeezed out a fine cold sweat. He looked at the child with some horror and excitement, as if all his secrets had been revealed.
"The professor must have met you when he saw you so haggard!" Owen asked with concern.
"Afraid of being embarrassed? Can't get over face? Right! He continued to suggest, "I think Professor Dumbledore should open a private inquiry platform to deal with wizards' frauds, curses, threats, and other things that endanger the safety of people's lives and property. ”
"This platform must be kept confidential, and it must be a one-to-one line, so that some can also be taken care of, oh! It's like embarrassing professors like you. ”
"But at the end of the day, these are just auxiliary means, and if you are experiencing violence, you must speak up, because your silence will only encourage the offender to commit the next more brutal violence. Professor—" Owen's simple gray eyes, Quirrell's dodgy eyes staring.
He said, "You must be brave enough to take the first step!" ”
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ps: The main reason for the late update today is ...
I'm on vacation.
...
It's embarrassing, touch the fish! I can't touch the fish, I only get up in the afternoon...