The entire auditorium was plunged into a sea of joy.

Except for Slytherin.

Gryffindor didn't care, as long as Slytherin didn't win in a row, they didn't care who won the prize.

The Ravenclaws may have a slight crunch about the other houses, but if they had to pick the one they least wanted to see win, it would be Slatterin.

So – Hufflepuff is okay with that.

In the end, only the Slytherin injured world was reached.

——————

The dinner in the auditorium was held late.

On the last day, the professors no longer rigidly asked the little wizards to rest early.

Everyone had a great time.

Harry, with the Twins, and a whole bunch of people pulled Owen to invite him to the "Celebration of the End of Slytherin's Six Consecutive Championships".

The people on the road talked and laughed.

Finally, Owen asked the question he had wanted to ask, "Why did Malfoy end up running with you to the fourth floor?" ”

"What else?" Ron said disdainfully, "It must be to report us!" ”

"I don't know, anyway." Justin followed, "After you two go to the fourth floor, I'll run to Harry and them." ”

"Maybe Malfoy was spotted on the road? Sneaking along? ”

"Cut, I'm curious why Dumbledore didn't deduct his points!" Ron was indignant that Professor McGonagall had deducted their Gryffindor scores.

Five or six people!

Five points for one person, almost more than 20 points!

"What's the use, with those twenty points we won't be unable to win." Harry could have seen it.

Because he already had a hunch that Gryffindor might not win the House Cup in the seven years he went to school with Owen.

You know, he earns points at the same rate as he deducts points.

Add in the points he was deducted, and Hufflepuff would have hit a thousand points.

....

Harry's words were right.

In an instant, the enthusiasm of many Gryffindors was reduced by twenty-three percent.

Especially looking at Owen who was forced over.

Hiss - Surrendered!

It's gone.

Gryffindor! Gryffindor! I can't go on like this, starting next year, I must restrain my mind and earn points.

All for Gryffindor!

"Well, we have a party in the middle of the night, so we won't be scolded by Professor McGonagall!" Neville timidly followed behind the group. His eyes purred as he stared at the boy in front of him.

"What are you afraid of? Dry up! George and Fred jumped in the air and high-fived (✧∇✧)╯╰(✧∇✧)̣.

After the Academy Cup is awarded, it is equivalent to a holiday.

When I was in school, I was submissive, and on holidays, I hit hard.

Don't talk about Professor McGonagall.

Even if it's Dumbledore!

He's coming, I'm George! Fred frowned.

We're Malfoy's last name!

"Huh? Professor, are you also on a night tour?"

At the corner of the road, Dumbledore happened to pass by.

Turning back to their arrogant twins, he pretended to be full of arms with the headmaster.

"Teach—Professor!" George and Fred were like the trumpets of karmic fire, dragging a long note, glaring, leaning back, and looking embarrassed.

"Oh! It's you! "The old principal is highly respected, so naturally he won't worry about a group of children.

"Molly recently wrote to ask how his youngest son is doing at school?"

Unless you can't help it!

“...”

As soon as he spoke, Mom, including Ron, the faces of all the Weasley children changed, and the fear that was visible to the naked eye slowly emerged.

Especially Ron.

Owen had heard that Professor McGonagall had sent letters to their family that time.

Regarding Ron's famous scene, the yelling letter link has already been triggered in the first grade.

As for Owen, although he saved a group of young wizards, Professor McGonagall still adhered to the principle of fairness and punished the little wizard who slipped out of bed in the middle of the night.

It's a pity that she can't find his grandfather's place.

So I can only go to Professor Dumbledore to complain~

"I'm sorry Professor, we were wrong!"

The swiftness of the Weasley slides, led by the Twins.

Immediately bowed his head and said solemnly.

"Oh! You didn't do anything wrong! Behind the old headmaster's half-moon-shaped glasses, a sly light flashed.

"No – we recognize our mistake. You – you can go Don't send a letter to your mother! ”

"Yes! If only Mom knew..."

I know that they go to the Forbidden Forest every day.

"She's going to lock us up all summer."

"In the attic!" Fred said.

"Stay with a ghoul!" George Road!

"Well, that's pretty serious." The old headmaster touched the beard on his chin and smiled mysteriously: "It's a little late today..."

"Got it!" George immediately stood upright, tilted his head and said, "Let's go back to the dormitory and sleep immediately." ”

"Yes, what kind of party, how can there be such a thing." Fred pressed Ron's head, and several of them nodded frantically in affirmation.

As he spoke, he stepped forward and was about to flee.

"Owen, come over here." At this moment, Professor Dumbledore suddenly stopped him.

"What's wrong?" Owen, who looked tired, drooped his head, his energy bar was exhausted today. Now he just wants to go back to sleep.

But when he heard Professor Dumbledore call him.

Two unconscionable fellows, George and Fred immediately pushed him out.

Then the soles of his feet were greased and cheered, and in a pair of eyes that were careful, everyone, even Justin, ran away as if they were running away.

Suddenly only Owen and Dumbledore were left in the hallway.

Seriously, he was a little scared.

Dumbledore wouldn't beat him up for that letter!

No way! No way!

The measure of the greatest wizard can't be that small!

Woo ho - the Lun family didn't mean it.

If only there was a next time.

Anyway, he also got a copy of the "Grindelwald and Dumbledore Correspondence".

Hum!

That's naughty!

"Let's take a walk." The old headmaster patted Owen's hair, then raised his feet and walked out of the court.

"Why do both of you like to mess with other people's hairstyles so much!"

Owen rolled his eyes at Dumbledore, and walked forward quickly.

It's when the moon is at its strongest.

The cool breeze blowing from the mountains completely dispels the heat.

Dumbledore walked out of the castle with him and onto the bridge in front of the main entrance.

There was a whistling sound in my ears.

Dumbledore suddenly spoke with the sound of the wind, "As for your grandfather, I think you have already guessed his identity, haven't you?" ”

"Of course—" Owen didn't lie, but said bluntly.

"How much do you know about him?"

"Understood?" Owen 'hmm' for a moment, then glanced at Dumbledore beside him. Sui Feng said directly from the bottom of his heart, "Actually, I have never felt that there is anything wrong with wizards ruling Muggles. ”

"Are they all black-skinned, transgender, eco-friendly vegan feminists?"

"Right, superior?"

"Again." Under the bridge, the tide ebbed and flowed, Owen looked up at Dumbledore and asked very seriously, "Professor, are you discriminating against wizards?" ”