Owen, the three of them were taken out of the principal's office.

Afternoon classes were cancelled.

All the young wizards gathered in the auditorium for self-study.

The professor and the Aurors from the Order of the Phoenix were about to turn the castle upside down, but nothing had been gained.

After a night.

Just when everyone thought that the attacker had left the castle.

The attack happened again.

This time it's second grade.

One morning in Gryffindor and Ravenclaw's history of magic, Professor Binns continued to tell the story of the wicked Emmeric, in his lethargic, passionless tone.

Emeric was a short-lived but extremely murderous dark wizard who had a significant presence in southern England in the early Middle Ages.

He was once killed by his opponent Egbert in an extremely bloody duel.

This famous duel was recounted by later generations.

Unbeknownst to them, of course, this was the original example of the Elder Wand changing hands in duel.

Emerrick was one of the former wielders of the Elder Wand.

Seriously, the little wizards have no interest in this kind of duel story that happened thousands of years ago, and they are more willing to discuss with their friends yesterday's panicked search than the duel that happened thousands of years ago!

And just as the students scribble down names and dates, confusing the wicked Merrick with the weird Yuric.

And it happened suddenly.

"Look!"

"Ah~~~"

The whole classroom suddenly exploded, and the wizard little wizard stared in disbelief at Professor Binns who seemed to be dead and floating in the air.

He looks exactly like yesterday's Peeves. The same body became transparent, the same quietly suspended in the air, and even the expression on the face was almost the same, the eyes were open, and the face was stiff.

It's like someone has been murdered.

The gray light outside the window shone through the window, which made this scene even more terrifying.

Among the second-year wizards, the few calm wizards, such as Ginny, Colin, and Luna, reacted immediately.

They immediately rushed out of the classroom and ran towards the other professors who were nearby.

And the closest classroom to the history of magic is undoubtedly Lupin's Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Lupin arrived at the Charms classroom almost immediately.

"This"

The first time he encountered this situation, he didn't know what to do, so he could only evacuate the young wizards first, and then find Professor McGonagall to discuss countermeasures together.

And at this time.

Owen was outside the castle taking their last lesson on the protection of magical beasts before Christmas.

Hagrid's use of the wicked woman as the protagonist of this lesson is not a good idea.

The Wicked Bird is a bird native to Africa with unusually bright feathers. Its population is orange, pink, orange-green, and yellow.

Its feathers have long been an excellent material for a well-made quill, and its eggs are very beautiful with bright patterns, but its singing can make those who hear it lose their minds.

Owen: They had to wear thick earplugs, just like they did in herbal medicine class.

When they returned to the castle from the end of the course, an inexplicable sense of tension came over them.

All the young wizards were talking about Professor Binns.

in the auditorium. The atmosphere was particularly depressing.

Only Ron, who breathed a sigh of relief and a relieved smile on his face.

"Huh~ I'll just say, Peeves' business has nothing to do with me!"

His suspicions were finally cleared.

Hermione, on the other hand, was very unhappy with his attitude, and everyone was worried about Professor Binns, and Ron should not behave like this, and then she said sternly, "You shouldn't be gloating about Ron, and now is the time to talk about this?" ”

Then she turned to Ginny and asked, "Did Professor McGonagall tell me what was going on?" ”

"I don't know?" Ginny shook her head and continued, "The three professors haven't come out since they went to the president's office. ”

"Great news!"

"Breaking News !!"

Just as they were talking, suddenly the voices of the twins came from the entrance of the auditorium.

The two of them hurried in. In the stunned eyes of the young wizards, a shocking news was spoken: "Another ghost has been attacked!" ”

"Who is it?"

Fred approached, picked up the silver cup on the long table, drank a large sip of fresh orange juice, and continued to explain: "Just now, at the entrance of the tower, Nick, who was almost headless, also floated in the air, as if he had been attacked. ”

"Yes, Professor Lupin, who witnessed all this, has already gone to the headmaster with the ghost." George Road.

"And that's not all!" Fred continued, "The Fat Friar of Hufflepuff, Barrow the Bloody of Slytherin. They were all taken to the principal's office. ”

"Oh my God!"

"What's going on?"

"Is the end of the world?"

"Why ghosts?" Ron suddenly interjected, "I mean, who would make a feud with a ghost?" They are already dead, can they be killed again? ”

"I don't know!" The twins spread their hands with a helpless expression.

"Anyway, Dumbledore should be the most anxious right now."

Just as everyone was in the middle of the discussion, Hermione suddenly turned her head to look at Owen beside her, and asked softly, "Owen, do you know what's going on?" ”

"Me?"

With that, the little wizards in the lounge turned their attention to Owen, who was expected to be Hogwarts' famous Humanoid Encyclopedia.

"Don't look at it, if I had known what was going on, I would have twisted off the attacker's head and sent it to the principal's office for credit."

He stretched out his hands helplessly, indicating that he really didn't know about it.

"That-" Hannah beside her opened her mouth, her eyes flashing over the faces of everyone present, everyone was full of worry, but what was even more terrifying was that their fears were becoming true, "could the attack happen to a living person?" ”

Yes, that's what young wizards care about the most.

The ghosts are all down, so isn't it the turn of the little wizard next?

Owen's eyes sank at this, he took a deep breath and said, "If the other party, as Professor Dumbledore said, is here to steal soul energy, then—it will."

"It was indeed a good idea for the man to choose to start with the ghost, without the protection of the body, the energy of the ghost should be more accessible, but this will not be the end. Because since he can attack ghosts, he will naturally attack young wizards as well. ”

"Oh my God!"

The crowd sighed.

Then there was silence, even in the air.

A moment later, as the silence settled.

Luna, who was holding a brand new copy of "Singing and Singing", came over and dispelled the oppressive atmosphere on the long table.

"You look tired, Owen." The elf-like girl placed the magazine on the table and pulled out many cards with strange colors and unique shapes from the pages.

"It's—"

"Professor Trelawney gave me tarot cards, and I met her in front of the Ravenclaw tower, and she was in a hurry to get somewhere, but she was so worried that she was struggling to move forward." She folded the tarot cards in her hand.

Then look at Owen.

In the clear eyes, it is unimaginably bright.

"The professor is going to go to Headmaster Dumbledore and ask some questions. I guess the question must be about you. ”

"Me?" Hearing the sound, Owen was stunned?

It's not going to go to the principal to complain!

"She's worried about you, and I can see that the professor is confused." Luna's ethereal voice fell into Owen's ear, "Do you want to do the math?" Professor Trelawney said I had a talent for divination. ”

"Why not?" Owen grinned.

That crazy Professor Trelawney would be worried about him?

Did he really see the omen of death in his dark eyes?

Hehe-it's okay, anyway, she can see an average of dozens of death omens a day, not much more than herself this time, and no less herself this time.

Instead of focusing on her 'intimidation' of herself, think about what that real prophecy would mean.

"Professor Trelawney says that some people think that uncertainty is the devil and should be expelled through divination, and some people think that change is the devil himself, which is not entirely true, because we are changing every minute and becoming new people."

"Really? These are not like the words of Professor Trelawney! ”

"Well—I guess I summed her up!" She smiled sweetly, then shuffled the tarot cards in her hand and drew one at random.

"Fool~"

"Everyone is a fool, including you and me. Every step of the journey will feel like the first step towards a brave new world for you. Eventually, this journey will change you. ”

The card shows a young man dressed in gorgeous clothes, holding a rose in his left hand and all his belongings in his right hand, with a face full of wit and dreams.

There was a cliff in front of him, and the dog next to him reminded him not to keep going, but to stop and think.

"Uh-huh, that sounds pretty good." Owen nodded noncommittally.

Then, she pulled out another one.

"Magician~"

"The magician represents self-confidence, the use of the mind and sheer will to adapt to any situation. A man of great talent and charisma, a leader. ”

The card is Mercury, the messenger of the gods of Roman mythology, with a confident smile and piercing eyes.

"It's a lot like you, Owen."

"I don't want to be a leader, how tiring it is!"

Luna looked at him, then whispered, "But that's just your idea right now, people follow you, and you will become their leader before you know it." ”

"But the card is reversed, which means that some kind of addictive tendencies are not mentally stable."

Then, she pulled out another one.

"The next few cards are about your future, Owen."

"Hanged upside down~"

"The Hanged Man is a sacrificial card, meaning that there is a price to be paid for enlightenment. The sacrifice of the Hanged Man opens the way to a new life, but the path is full of pain sealed by time and will eventually lead to death. ”

The card depicts a warrior hanging upside down with his hands tied behind his back, and a faint angelic halo has appeared on his head.

The last one.

"Moon~"

"The moon reminds us that reality is often not what it seems at first glance. In a world full of illusions, following one's instincts is often the best option. The moon also symbolizes dreams, desires, and of course, sleep, the ritual of the night of death. ”

"How?" Owen's somewhat languid tone sounded. "Am I nearing the end of my life?"

He apparently didn't believe much of that.

"Nope." Luna put the cards back away, "You will be reborn." Understand something, but also lose something. ”

"Really?" Owen pouted noncommittally, "You know me, I trust my wand more than I trust that." ”

"That's not a bad thing, is it?" She blinked, a reassuring look in her pale silver eyes. A light smile on her face with a unique charm.

"Wizards who are obsessed with divination will eventually become slaves to prophecy, and only by learning to fight will prophecy become prophecy, not some kind of established fact."

“.”

Owen Gao glanced at Luna, hard to believe what a twelve-year-old girl could say.

But - she is right, no matter what happens next, she will face it fearlessly, just like the petrel, the storm will only be a backdrop for her bravery!

The storm continues.

The crisis continues.

No matter how reluctant the little wizard is.

It's still Christmas.

This year may be the most tangled year for young wizards.

There has never been a year when they were so worried about Christmas.

At this time, in the castle, the usual splendid decorations for Christmas were done, although very few students remained in the school.

Thick friezes made of holly and parasitism hung along the corridors, mysterious lights shone through each suit of armor, and the auditorium was furnished with twelve Christmas trees shining with golden stars.

The hallway was filled with the strong, tantalizing aroma of cooking, and Owen arrived in the auditorium early.

By Christmas, many of the little wizards had already gone home.

Except for those who had to stay in the castle due to uncontrollable factors.

There were few people left at Hogwarts.

"I thought you were all home."

At the long table, he had just taken his seat, and behind him a ruddy-faced girl with two blond braids sat beside him.

"I suddenly don't want to go, can't I?" She tilted her head and said with a seemingly stubborn look.

"Why stay? It's a disservice! He spoke out mercilessly.

Hannah's personality is not like Hermione's.

She didn't have to think about Hermione, either.

Few witches like Hermione's.

She is not able to withstand pressure, and every time she is close to the exam, she will be busy and anxious, even those textbooks that she has already memorized, she will repeat them, and even break down and cry, saying that she is a fool or something.

Hermione, on the other hand, was only biting him to the death, with a dangerous look in his eyes, probably thinking about how to pull him off the horse at the age of the first place.

Of course, she was nervous, but that nervousness was not Hannah's panic.

"You have to take care of it!" Hannah glared at him, then took the silver plate in Owen's hand and took it hard, and used it himself!

"Yo! You're all here! ”

Listening to that tone, Owen knew that it was Ron's stupid boy who had arrived.

"Guess what Harry's Christmas present is?" He sat down excitedly.

"A Fire Crossbow Bolt !!"

"That's a lot of money! Who would give him something so valuable? Hermione raised an eyebrow and walked over to sit down on the Hufflepuff's spare bench.

It's too wasteful.

The little witch frowned, and there was a trace of disdain in her heart, so much money, how many precious magic manuscripts could be used to buy it, she actually bought a broom!!

What a waste!

"Do you still need to guess? Except for the famous rich generations of the Black family, who would have so much money! Owen looked at Harry with displeasure and said with some surprise.

A fire bolt, thousands of gold galleons!

You must know that last summer, the "Daily Prophet" prize in Ron's house was only 700 Galleons.

A few thousand Galleons is enough for ordinary people to live for years, even more than ten years.

So many Galleons, although Owen can afford it, but

It's so distressing.

Wow! I also want to be a big godfather.

Godmothers can do it too! I don't pick it.

Thinking in his heart, Owen suddenly remembered Wenda in a trance.

He had guessed that his mother might have been from the Rozier family.

I may be related to this ancient family.

Like the Black family, Sirius's uncle, Alphard Black, who was removed from the family for 'funding a runaway nephew'.

Or Tonks' mother, Andandroda Black, who became famous by the Black family for marrying a Muggle-born wizard.

Owen guessed that her mother, presumably because of this—no, she was more serious because she was married to a Muggle, and Andomeda Black was at least married to a wizard, while her mother was married to a Muggle.

From this, she may have become famous by the Rozier family.

He will be reduced to the bottom of the orphanage.

"The person who sent the letter did not leave a name!" Harry did the same.

With his shining eyes, he happily glanced at the people present.

This guy is just showing off!

Who but Sirius would buy something so valuable!

"So yours, where's the broom?"

"George and Fred, take it for a test flight." Harry replied with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Harry has been flying all morning!" Ron continued, "I also took a test flight, Merlene's beard, Owen, you should really try it, more than two hundred miles per hour, oh my god, it's faster than lightning!" ”

"Hehehe, lightning said: 300,000 kilometers a second, and the snail over there for more than 200 miles can be compared to me!"

"Parable, parable, understand!" Ron yelled a few times, then couldn't hide the excitement on his face, "Even those Dementors can't catch up with us!! ”

“？？？”

"Dementors?" Owen tilted his head and looked at him in surprise.

"Yes! The firebolts flew out of the school in an instant, and the surrounding Dementors were like flies that smelled blood, and they immediately surrounded us and chased after us! Ron didn't seem to realize that what he was saying was a multiha.

He seems to have made walking the Dementors an honor.

"Now it's George's turn to fly test."

"Ahem - dare you ask, how long has he been flying!" Owen asked cautiously.

"It's been more than half an hour! At six o'clock in the morning we ran out of the castle and took turns to test fly, and by the time George flew, it was already past twelve o'clock, and now it was one o'clock, almost half an hour. ”

“？？？”

"You didn't notice anything unusual?" The corners of Owen's mouth twitched slightly, looking at Ron's foolish face, he silently prayed for George for half a minute.

"Strange?" Ron touched his chin!

"Uh-huh-he's been flying for too long, it's time for Lun's turn to be the next person"

"Does he want to fly that long? , he didn't dare to stop!! Owen yelled.

Nima – Are these little wizards crazy?

Uh-huh, no, are these Gryffindors crazy?

Remembering that there was a whole bunch of Dementors chasing after him.

If George dares to stop, he will be squeezed dry in an instant!

"It's fine!" Ron waved his hand and pointed at him and Harry.

"We have left a lot of people in the open space, and if he wants to land, the people below will cast a spell first, and when the light curtain of the Patronus Charm gradually rises, the person in the sky will penetrate the light curtain and land. It's very safe, that's how Harry and I play! ”

“？？？”

"My Fack? Do you want to hear what you're saying? Owen looked blankly at the Gryffindors who didn't know what was going on in the sky.

Not only Hannah beside him, but even Justin, who had just walked in from the door of the auditorium, also had a shocked expression.

"I've seen a lot of cats and dogs, and it's the first time I've seen a Dementor walking! It's Gryffindor! Awesome! ”

"It's Harry, he came up with an idea, you don't know, he's now able to summon a physical Patronus! It can dispel dozens of Dementors at a time, which is very powerful! ”

Ron yelled excitedly.

It's as if it's himself who can summon a physical body to protect it.

He looked up, the candle flame in the auditorium shining on his face.

It's like it's glowing.

"That's amazing!" He whispered, adding no other emotion to his calm.

Just looking at that stupid Weasley.

"Let's go to the clearing together!" Harry spoke suddenly.

"Try it! Owen, it's a firebolt, and I promise you'll fall in love with it once you ride it. ”

With that, he and Ron, one left and one right, took out Owen, who was pulling pumpkin juice.

A certain Hufflepuff with a silver spoon in his hand still down.

The soup in the spoon dripped onto his shirt.

He wasn't annoyed either.

Just as he tossed the spoon back on, it just happened to land in the bowl.

The rest of the people, Hannah, and the others also followed out with anticipation and excitement.

Walk the Dementors!

They haven't seen it before!

A group of people jumped up and running all over the mountains.

Walking through the heavy snow, even the air is full of 'laughter'.

"Oh~~~"

In the distance, many people gathered there.

Owen saw George, Fred, and Percy.

There are also a few members of the Gryffindor team, Wood captain Wood, Angelina Johnson, Katie Bell.

And several Hufflepuff Seekers.

Oh!

Cedric was also there.

Qiu Zhang was standing next to him.

And then there's Luna!

A group of people looked up at the dark clouds in the distance.

Fascinated!

Owen also looked sideways, and saw that about a hundred feet above the sky, a cloud of black fog was chasing a black dot.

She's very fast.

The black dots can almost play with the black mist.

"Wow!!"

Owen finally saw the identity of the man in the sky.

Be.

Ginny?

I lost ~~~

(End of chapter)