Chapter 207: I love Slytherin as much as Voldemort loves his hair
Chatter Owen is online again.
He babbled a lot.
After talking for a long time, it seems to be all good words.
But there are some things that you can't just listen to the surface, you have to listen to what he says.
What Mrs. Scamander.
What are also the four faculties.
What a rapport.
From beginning to end, he only meant that Hogwarts was better than you, Ilvermorny. If you marry a daughter-in-law, you can consider your school.
Not to mention Mr. Basil, who can be a member of the Federation, even the Weasley twins on the side can hear it.
Although the two of them didn't know what Owen was entangled with this strange wizard, Hogwarts was over.
As long as you blow about us Hogwarts, you're our Weasley half-brother.
"Enough!"
Mr. Basil's face is getting darker and darker, and he is still in the mood to eat, and he is full of anger.
"Now that I've handed over the vice president's relics, thenβit's time for me to go."
With that, he turned around and walked out of the auditorium.
I don't even bring my head back.
"Hey! Mr. Basil, let's finish eating and go! β
"Do you know the way out of Hogwarts?"
"Here's a suggestion to go straight to the Hogsmeade Village Reconstruction Office at the foot of the mountain, where the Ministry of Magic's Floo network can go to London. Don't make a mistake, it's the red house, not the white one next to it. β
"The white house is the toilet."
Owen kindly shouted.
In the distance, Mr. Basil's footsteps were getting faster and faster.
"Owen, what bad things are you doing again!" Professor McGonagall grimaced, looking at Mr. Basil's back in the distance, and she didn't understand what the two men were clash again.
But it's clear that this kid has definitely eaten gunpowder.
"No professor, I saved money for a meal for the school!" Owen spread his hands and said indifferently.
Eat, eat, eat!
Eat you big-headed ghost!
If you don't give money, you still want to eat, eat your northwest wind.
"And a little bit of popularization of history for some uneducated arrogant boy."
With that, he turned his head, his arms outstretched, and returned to the auditorium like a hero.
On the Gryffindor benches, Harry had already noticed what was happening in front of the Great Hall. As soon as Owen walked over, Hermione immediately asked, "What's the matter, what is Professor McGonagall looking for you?" And who is the wizard who just left? β
β.β
Owen sat back down, then turned to look at Hermione, "I said Miss Granger, are you looking into the account?" Ask anything! β
As he spoke, he turned his head and smiled cruelly at her, "Knowing too much is not good for your health." β
β.β Hermione gave him a blank look, hell - knowing too much is not good for the body.
"Owen." Luna popped her head, her eyes shining, and an ethereal voice followed, "What's going on." β
Hearing this, he immediately changed his face again, and his expression was like a rising sun and east wind melting snow in early spring.
He reached out and ran his hair through it.
The hair that has covered the eyes is messy, but there is an unusually evil beauty.
Plus the face that perfectly inherited the Rozier family's advantages in appearance.
It can be said that there is no better looking person in the whole of Hogwarts.
Unless Owen changes his identity and wears women's clothes
"A short-sighted, arrogant federation official with little knowledge, no history of the country, and a very arrogant federation sent me a family tree."
"It's as simple as that."
"Genealogy?" The people around were stunned.
"That's right, genealogy."
"I didn't get anything else, but I picked up a big nephew for nothing." After that, Owen suddenly had a deep meaning, he patted Harry's shoulder, and said in an old-fashioned tone and flirtatious eyes, "Uncle me this time!" It's really an uncle. β
"In the future, in this Hogwarts third place, uncle, I will cover you!"
βοΌοΌοΌβ Harry rebelliously shook Owen's hand off his shoulder.
Then he said angrily: "Enough Owen, what uncle, Sirius never promised to be a brother to you." β
He even stupidly asked Sirius about this.
He wondered if Sirius had been in Azkaban for too long, lonely and bored, and what if Owen's mouth had amused him, what if they really called each other brothers?
Now that I think about it, I must be an idiot asking this question.
"I, Owen Sanchez, never lie!" Owen emphasized again, "I just looked at the family tree of the Rozier family, and they have indeed been combined with the Black family, you know, your dog's godfather is terrible, and unfortunately, my mother and his mother are the same generation, do you say that I am not your uncle."
And in this way, Bella and Malfoy's mother turned out to be my cousin.
I'm still Uncle Malfoy. Owen touched his chin and thought for a while.
It's not just Harry and Malfoy.
And Ron, Neville, them.
In this generation, his uncle's identity suddenly became popular.
Uncle Hogwarts belongs yes.
"What?" Harry's eyes widened.
looked at Owen in disbelief.
No way.
"What's there to be suspicious, the family tree is here, you can take it and look at it casually." As he spoke, he pulled out the folded family tree from his pocket again.
"I'll show you on the spot."
After a few minutes, a kind of dazed little wizard had to admit.
What Owen said was true.
He didn't want to forge a family tree to take advantage.
Forehead.
Does he really not?
No way!
ββββ the happy hour of the afternoon is always so short.
Soon it was time for the first class in the afternoon.
Harry, they went to the fourth floor for a Defence Against the Dark Arts class.
Owen, on the other hand, reluctantly walked down the stairs with Hannah, Justin, and Susan to the dungeon Potions classroom.
Uh-huh β a good mood for the day, ending with a potions lesson.
No sooner had they pushed the door open than they saw Snape standing gloomily on the podium.
"Hmph." Snape looked at them in disgust, then said indifferently, "Hufflepuff deductible ten." β
"You're late, and it's been ten minutes since the class started."
β.β
Get!
It's time to wrestle with the half-blood prince again.
"Professor, it's not half past two yet."
"Hufflepuff deducts five more points." Snape said coldly, "Don't ask questions until I agree. β
Hannah behind Owen stopped the corner of his coat and told him not to speak again.
But can Owen?
If he could, he wouldn't be called Owen.
So he decisively went up.
"Professor, can I ask questions?" He said.
Snape glared at him viciously, then spat out a word in a hurried, deep voice: "Say!" β
"Professor, can I ask you a question?"
βοΌβ
Snape looked at him, a cruel smile on his lips, "Hufflepuff 10 points." β
"Professor, I think you're floating." Owen said bluntly, "The class time is set by the school, and you still haven't become the principal." β
"Do you know what you're talking about?"
"Let me say this again, if you make rules and don't keep them, then what do you want them for? If anyone can maliciously tamper with it, then the school will not be messed up. β
Snape, who had now turned into a bat, (his robes were agitated by the wind.) Momentum Ha people. οΌ
"Hufflepuff deducts another 10 points, don't talk back to the professor, Sanchez. In this classroom, I say whatever I say, and if you're not happy, you can skip the lesson. β
Oh?
Sudden happiness?
The frost on Owen's face melted instantly, and the smile on his face bloomed like a petal.
"Really? You said it. β
With that, he turned around and left. Without the slightest nostalgia.
"Butβmalicious absenteeism is an expulsion from Hogwarts." Snape's evil voice rang out behind him, and it stuck to his feet like a glue.
β.β
You're awesome!
Owen casually found a place to sit down.
He had already begun to plan that when he became headmaster, he would open a Hogwarts branch in Antarctica, and then send Sine to the south as the headmaster.
Let him teach penguins Potions lessons!
Seeing Owen sit down, Snape regained his momentum.
But in this lesson, his attitude was a hundred times worse than usual!
Owen wondered if someone had stolen the portrait of Lily that he had treasured in his drawer.
And took the jamesy jade to make a drop.
Other than that, he really couldn't think of such a big anger today that this guy was so angry?
For the rest of the year, Snape continued to comment on the young wizards' holiday homework and IQ in harsh, caustic language.
In his account, their work cannot be said to be useless, but it can also be called non-recyclable.
And their minds, naturally, cannot be said to be sound, they can only be said to have hearts - but not many wisdoms.
Snape spent two-thirds of the entire section talking to them cordially.
Now you know who Owen learned from Oro's oral work!
There's a generation of satirist Professor Severus Snape here, and he has a lot to learn.
Eventually, Snape burned their homework and demanded that they turn in a new paper on moonstone the following week.
Not less than three feet long.
Huh β three feet.
A meter of paper has never been seen.
In class, everyone was indignant about this.
The little wizard admits that his homework is the paper in the pit, which is smelly and long.
But you also don't look at what's going on during the Christmas holidays!
Hi! Voldemort came to the door with the Death Eaters, who the was still in the mood to do his homework.
You can't wait for Voldemort to give you a bouquet of green, and you raise your hand and beg him to let you finish your homework first!
Besides, they still wrote it!
This is not a white roll.
Owen hurriedly 'copied' Hermione's homework.
Of course - he doesn't feel like he's plagiarizing.
Because he only borrowed about 40 percent of Hermione's paper.
Harry and Ron borrowed 60-70 percent directly, how not to say.
And he spent half of his summer vacation sleeping and in a coma.
Can he be blamed for this?
ββ
After a meal to sparse them.
Snape divided the group into pairs and instructed them to mix and concoct a common antidote.
He dragged his black cloak around the classroom, his eyes fixed on them as they called dried nettles, shattering the snake's fangs.
If there is something that doesn't suit his heart, he will use that standard, long-pitched, cold tone and say, "xxxx academy deducts ten points." β
All the students were criticized.
There were several Ravenclaw witches, and Snape even said to cry.
Under his watch, no one except Owen was able to complete his potion smoothly. Snape deducted a lot of points for this, and Hufflepuff was the hardest hit area, and they almost lost more than a hundred points until the end of Potions class.
"I really don't understand, what the hell is he trying to do?"
When the ordeal was finally over and she went for a walk in the courtyard, Hannah complained to Owen, "He's too abnormal today." Even against us before, it wasn't so bad. He mostly only targets Gryffindor. β
"My hands trembled in fright, and I almost threw the porcupine thorn into the boiling water." Justin said with a palpitation, he patted his chest and said indignantly, "If he hadn't been going around around me, how could I have made such a low-level mistake." β
"Yes! Good thing your crucible didn't explode! Hannah gave him a blank look, and then continued to sink into the criticism of Snape, "Thirty points will be deducted for stopping you for this." β
"Just because he prevented the explosion of his classmate's crucible."
"It's okay~" Owen didn't care at all.
Yes, he doesn't care.
Then he gritted his teeth, and his eyes glowed green viciously as he patrolled through the corridor, "Let him buckle!" β
"I see if he deducted it fast, or I deducted it fast!"
"My buddy is still the president of the student council!"
After that, he suddenly noticed that in the courtyard, in the corridor behind the fountain statue, there were two men and women in the snake courtyard, who were hugging and hugging to do something that was not allowed to be written.
Hannah blushed instantly.
Justin was also a little embarrassed, but his eyes didn't leave for a second.
It's like a studious student learning advanced experience.
And Owen.
He jumped directly and pounced like a hungry wolf predatory.
The wand in his hand instantly threw out a spell.
A petrification spell froze the wizard in the moment he stuck out his tongue.
"In broad daylight, Lang Lang Qiankun, what are you doing!"
He yelled.
And the frightened witch instantly retreated all her lust.
She stared blankly at Owen, who was smiling cruelly at them, and her legs went limp.
She wanted to escape, but unfortunately her petrified boyfriend was still holding her at this time, and her petrified body became a chain.
"Fifty points for Slattering!" He yelled.
"Also, you two write a three-foot paper on rebuilding the Hogwarts professors' morality, and hand it in to Professor Black in Defence Against the Dark Arts later this month! If he doesn't give you O's, rewrite it for me! β
Owen yelled bitterly.
And in the moment when he said Blake.
Finally realized.
Why did that Snape guy take the wrong medicine today?
"I see." He dropped a word, turned and ran back to Hannah.
Leaving behind the poor petrified, tongue-sticking girl with her saliva frozen.
"It must be Sirius. He guessed he had a fight with Snape yesterday! And Snape hasn't won yet! Otherwise, he couldn't be so perverted today! β
With that, he immediately ran towards the auditorium.
He had a hunch and had fun watching it right away.
ββββ
In the corridors of Hogwarts, Owen ran past without stopping his angry voice.
Knowing the reason doesn't mean he'll let the Slytherins go.
"You, what's the matter with your appearance! Hogwarts is not allowed to dye hair, and Slytherin is deducted ten points. A blonde-haired snake girl stared blankly at Owen whizzing by.
"What are you doing! Loud noise! There is no quality at all, and the Slytherin buckles ten. β
"You- although you don't have any problems, but you don't greet your seniors and are not polite. Buckle 10 points! β
After successfully making a first-year Snake Academy freshman cry.
Owen is justified by Hannah.
Then, reluctantly, I added the ten points back.
Then deducted another fourth-year Slytherin twenty points to the side of schadenfreude.
β until they get back to the auditorium.
As soon as you enter the door, you will find that the atmosphere here is not quite right.
Harry seemed to be confronting a group of Slytherin seniors.
The Great Hall was cut in half, one half of which was led by Harry's Slytherin.
One is Slytherin, led by Gemma Farley (prefect).
"What for, what for!"
He stood at the door of the auditorium, his hands on his waist.
"Look at him and beat him! See! What's there to see! See if you can make that damn broken guy rub his skin? β
Owen reprimanded the Slytherins.
"The most annoying thing is that you guys who don't do anything will only force Lai. Hit him! You're beating him! β
He was emotionally high.
The gaze is vicious.
Everywhere he looked, no young wizard dared to look at him.
"Owen!" Hermione puffed out her cheeks and walked towards him.
"You don't fanning the flames anymore, okay?"
"I fanned the flames. I know that this is a fire, you know? Extinguish the fire! β
"Blind suppression will only erupt into greater conflicts, reasonable fighting is good for physical and mental health, of course, whoever the fuck dares to raise his hand to kill the curse, I will definitely be able to break him into eight pieces!"
"What's up, how are your Defense Against the Dark Arts class?" He shifted his voice to Defence Against the Dark Arts class.
"It's not good, I think Sirius is a little extreme."
"It's amazing!" Ron walked over at this time, "This is simply the most exciting lesson I've ever had at Hogwarts, you don't know that Malfoy's face is as uncomfortable as eating a ball of dung." Haha - he deducted more than a hundred points from Slytherin. More than 100 points!! β
Sirius deducted points indiscriminately, and many Slytherin wizards did not make mistakes and were also deducted points by him. He shouldn't be. Hermione glared at Ron, "He should be as serious and fair as Professor McGonagall is." β
"Come on! Look at what Snape has to do with us! Ron said disdainfully, "There should be a professor on our side!" β
"Sirius is the best Hogwarts professor I've ever met!"
"Uh- except for Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall."
"What do you say, Owen?" Hermione looked at Owen, hoping to get the word out of her mouth.
"Me?"
"Snape just deducted more than a hundred points from our Hufflepuffs, what do you want me to say?"
"Keep Sirius up again?"
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