The Godfather the Dog gave him pocket money for the summer holidays alone - although Harry didn't want to live or die, he couldn't stand Sirius's shoehorn.

That number

That's more than Hermione has ever received from Hogwarts in four years.

Yes, Hogwarts is a bursary for Muggle-born wizards.

"No need Harry, we can afford it, you can buy it for Hermione." George and Fred looked confident, and they patted their pockets, and there seemed to be a 'clanging' sound of metal colliding in the bulging pockets.

The two of them softly pulled out forty Galleons and threw them to the wizard.

The four panoramic binoculars were then handed to Ron and their father, Mr. Arthur.

The latter was staring at his two sons with a look of relief.

“？？？ Why not mine? Owen said blankly, "Why do you skip me when you buy things?" Potter, why did you buy five of the seven people here, and what do you mean? ”

"Enough Owen, who doesn't know that you are the richest in all of Hogwarts." The Twins gave him a blank look, and they were going to give Owen a dividend for every prank product they sold this semester.

That guy has a lot more gold in his pocket than theirs.

"Do I have money to conflict with you buying me something?" Owen said indignantly: "Actually, you don't have me in your hearts at all, right, knock!" It's really the world that is getting worse and the people's hearts are not ancient.

I vaguely remember that I seemed to have saved the lives of several white-eyed wolves this morning, hey! Not only did the good people not be rewarded, but they were also ostracized, and sure enough, the Gryffindor circle could not accommodate a single Hufflepuff.

Hum! Then I'll go! ”

He opened his legs, ready to walk alone in the dark alley.

In the next second, a pair of hands behind him directly grabbed his arm.

Then the whole person was dragged back.

A pair of clear eyes stared at him, watching Owen look up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle with tears in his eyes.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm upsetting your conscience, what? Did it work? He said affectionately.

"Disgusting!" Miss Granger looked disgusted and said, "Here you go!" ”

"Isn't it just a panoramic telescope?" She quickly pulled ten Galleons out of her pocket, then bought one and stuffed it to Owen.

“？？？”

Looking at the telescope in his hand, Owen immediately put away the bitter expression on his face.

Then doubts arise.

Hogwarts has the fewest bursaries of any of the three major wizarding schools in Europe, and the dates of payment are on the eve of the start of school and Christmas Eve.

There are two in total, which is very small, probably only a dozen Galleons.

And it was a well-known fact that Hermione always liked to buy all kinds of magic books, and generally speaking, she didn't have a single stipend left before she boarded the train.

As for the pre-Christmas period – it's all about buying gifts for friends.

There is simply no money to spare.

Even if there were, there wouldn't be so many.

After all—that's Hermione Granger!

Hogwarts is famous for its poor ghosts.

A representative of the face that is cleaner than the face.

Owen had never paid for three years of schooling—all paid for by Harry, and he was a well-known white prostitute.

This time he was able to pull out ten Galleons and give him a panoramic telescope!

She didn't take the opportunity to snatch the wizard's wallet in the morning!

"Where did you get the money? This year's bursary was issued so early? ”

"You went to Gringotts to exchange pounds?" Owen asked.

"Dumbledore gave it to me." Hermione said blandly, "Didn't I write the book "Ancient Alchemy Revealed—The Principles of Alchemy"? This is my manuscript fee. ”

"Manuscript fee?" Owen was stunned. The eyes are blank.

It is as if I heard the song echoing in the universe, saw the ice crystals born in the flames, heard the darkness of the light, and fell into the sunset.

Why is the term so far away?

It was as if the nebulae had gathered and merged for the first time under the action of gravity, as if it had been centuries of heavy rain, the geological activity had finally calmed down, and the first cells of the sea rich in amino acids had been born.

From the beginning of the first life underwater...... to the Stone Age giant beasts...... Then there was the first time that a human being walked upright.

It's as if he knew on the first day that he still had a manuscript fee for writing a book

Wait——— Niang Xipi, Granger's book "Ancient Alchemy Revealed-Alchemy Principles" is obviously just a popular simplification of the prologue and the first chapter of his "Ancient Alchemy Revealed", she has a manuscript fee, why don't I have it!

Or what "Today's Alchemy" wants to award itself an award!

Good fellow, I only now realize that his book will definitely become a textbook for the school of witchcraft and wizardry in the future, and the money you will make from publishing this book is not much more than that prize money!

Depend on!

Dumbledore!!!

You even deduct the child's money!

What a shame!!

Thinking about it, Owen felt more and more angry.

I was blinded by the petty profits and couldn't see the treasure ahead, so how could my anger not rise!

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong? Hermione looked at Owen incomprehensibly, gritting her teeth.

"Nothing." He said.

I almost crushed my teeth!

Then he slammed the panoramic telescope into his pocket.

You wait for me to be old Dengtou.

Sooner or later, dude is going to kick your seat!!

Hermione didn't bother with Owen's expression, but spending ten gold Gallons still made her a little painful.

So he didn't even look at Owen well. "I don't think you'll need that telescope at all." "You should have a way to see the game clearly," she said. ”

"I don't need it." Owen nodded, "I have a better - uh - moon mirrors." ”

"Moon-looking mirrors?" Hermione looked at him quizzically.

"Yes, a perfect, beautiful moon-looking mirror. Ahem."

"You don't need it, so why spend money on a panoramic telescope." The little witch muttered, although her manuscript cost a lot, but she also had to save some money, after all, she was not Owen, she didn't have so many money-making ideas, and she was not Harry, who had a rich godfather

"I don't care." Owen turned his face and said stubbornly, "Anyway, if you buy it for someone else, you have to buy it for me, not sell it!" Don't be happy. ”

"Humph!"

What a seven- or eight-year-old bear child-like speech!

Hermione withdrew her gaze, her lips and teeth twitching.

This guy is still quite handsome when he is handsome. Just open your mouth!

As soon as she opened her mouth, her heart was full of warm anger.

"Alright, it's almost time." Mr. Weasley looked at the children helplessly.

Are all today's children so good?

Ten Galleons

Even now, he couldn't just take it out.

He was a little embarrassed.

Think about what you were doing when you were in fourth grade.

I guess I'm thinking about what to do with that pesky Slytherin—uh—they're in the same vein.

Mr. Weasley leads the way.

Everyone grabbed the things they had bought and walked briskly into the forest along the road illuminated by the lanterns.

They could hear hundreds of people walking around.

There were all sorts of shouts, laughter, and staccato singing.

The frenzied excitement was contagious, and soon, each of them couldn't help but laugh from ear to ear.

They walked in the woods for twenty minutes, laughing and joking loudly, and finally came out from the other side of the woods.

At this time, they found themselves in the shadow of a huge gymnasium.

Even from a distance, you can only see part of the magnificent golden wall around the arena.

Judging from the size of the visual area, it is not a problem to install ten cathedrals inside.

It's so spectacular that the Ministry of Magic, which has always been concerned about secrecy, really makes an unexpected grand scene.

"It can accommodate 100,000 spectators." Mr. Weasley proudly explained, "It took five hundred people from the Ministry of Magic to work on this for a whole year, day and night, before it was finally completed. ”

It's definitely a miracle, a miracle that belongs to wizards.

The little wizards looked up.

Build such a grand building in a forest.

If Muggles are to do that, they will have to wait at least twenty years before some infrastructure madness rises.

With the current pace of administrative approval and construction in European countries, it is estimated that by the 21st century, they will at most lay a foundation.

On the one hand, this stadium is also a testament to the power of magic.

A group of wizards cast spells at the same time, and the effect on the physical world is even greater than that of ancient magic.

Unfortunately, there are so few such scenes in the wizarding world. Most of the wizards are confined to their own one-third of an acre of land, unwilling to communicate with the outside world.

"Look at it, there's a Muggle banishment spell on every inch of here. Throughout the year, whenever Muggles approached here, they would suddenly remember a hundred thousand urgent things and hurried away, may God bless them. Mr. Weasley said.

Then he led the group to the entrance.

It was filled with many yelling wizards.

It's messy, and there is no idea of civilized queues at all.

Until Owen they approached.

The noisy flow of people suddenly fell silent.

Everyone looked sideways at the young children.

The expressions are different.

The wizards of England were full of pride.

Wizards from other countries frowned.

Hermione was still wearing a hood, and no one recognized her, but the Weasleys' red hair was still so conspicuous that a group of people recognized her.

This is one of the Hogwarts Wizards who participated in the battle in the morning.

As they got closer, the crowd automatically separated, making way out of the way.

They were treated with respect as if they were a superstar.

"Oh! Merlin's beard. "Mr. Arthur, the wizard of the Ministry of Magic at the entrance, "Mr. Weasley, it's me, Louise of the Communication Division. ”

"I didn't expect to see you here." The witch seemed very enthusiastic.

Only anyone with a discerning eye could see that her eyes never fell on Mr. Arthur, but on the child behind him.

But that made Mr. Weasley even happier.

With his back straightened, he was more energetic than ever.

"Haha, it's you!" In fact, Mr. Arthur didn't know her at all.

There were so many people in the Ministry, and besides, they weren't in the same department, and most importantly, she looked some—well—not so professional, probably new to the Ministry.

New hires recruited for the World Cup.

"It's your child! Oh! Look at the red hair on that end, it must be your child, look at how handsome they are. The witch named Louise spat honey and spoke sweet words.

The smile on his face didn't stop for a second.

"They're all Gryffindor boys. It's good to look at. ”

"Hey! It's a pity that my kid, even though my dad and I are Gryffindors, he ended up in that Hufflepuff, oh my! Hufflepuff, what's the point. ”

？？？

Owen, who was suddenly shot, looked up silently.

"What do you say? I didn't hear clearly, can you say it again? He said in a dangerous tone.

"Ahh The twins were excited, and hurriedly stretched out their hands, set up Owen left and right, and stepped out to go inside.

"Don't drag me!" Owen pointed at the middle-aged witch's nose and yelled, "Knock you, what's wrong with Hufflepuff!" What is called into Hufflepuff is not useful. You make it clear to me, say it clearly, hey! ”

"Hufflepuff is good." George said.

"Hufflepa wonderful!" Fred said.

"Hufflepuff House quack!"

Louise, the witch who didn't know what was going on, didn't know why, but she didn't let go of the smile she had piled up at Mr. Weasley, "If you have time, you can invite your children to my house as guests, they are all colleagues." She said.

But before she finished speaking, another violent roar came from the direction leading to the stairs in the distance, "What's your child's name!" ”

"Hufflepuff grade!"

"Damn, don't beat him up when school starts, I regret being born in the UK, I have your surname!"

Owen yelled and was about to rush over and give the woman a good beating!

"Uh-" Louise was a little helpless. Looking at the strange wizard who looked like he wanted to eat her.

Eventually, the smile on her face grew out of her mind.

His expression became awkward.

But that happiness hasn't gone away.

It just shifted to Mr. Weasley's face.

Mr. Weasley, smiling faintly, was holding back his struggle.

"Mr. Sirius Black's box, the top box, right?" It was embarrassing enough to cut out the three-bedroom apartment, and she finally stopped selling her children.

Suddenly realizing that she was still at work, she checked Mr. Weasley's low ticket.

"Keep going up, and you'll see the Black family flag on the top floor."

The staircase leading to the stadium is covered with a fuchsia carpet.

They climbed the stairs with the crowd, and slowly the flow of people entered the stands on the left and right.

Mr. Weasley's group continued to ascend until they reached the top of the stairs.

At a glance, I spotted the eye-catching Black family flag.

It was a very large luxury box, located at the highest point of the stadium, in the middle of the stadium, and it was the best place to see from anywhere.

Walking into the box, there are about twenty purple and gilded chairs, divided into two rows.

Harry sat in the front row with the Weasleys, looking down in a way he could never have imagined.

One hundred thousand wizards were taking their seats one after another, and those seats were arranged in a stepped upward pattern around the oval-shaped gymnasium.

From a commanding position, the arena looks as smooth as velvet.

On each side were three pitching hoops, fifty feet high.

Exceptionally shocking!

"Okay, don't be angry."

Along the way, Owen didn't stop scolding.

As a member of Hufflepuff, he was greatly insulted.

"Everybody knows Hufflepuff is the best house." Miss Granger said softly as if she were coaxing a child.

"What does she know!" Owen said angrily: "I just don't want to be in the limelight. It's a matter of waving your hand to deal with that group of trash fish from other academies! ”

"Yes, yes, yes." The little wizards nodded, agreeing with Owen's words.

He does have the ability.

But - he said he didn't want to be in the limelight?

This was a bit of a surprise to Hermione.

Don't want to be in the limelight – is it just your Owen Sanchez line?

You're afraid that you wish the sun was a spotlight and only revolved around you for the rest of your life. You don't want to be in the limelight, who will believe it!

"You don't want to be in the limelight?"

"yes!" Owen didn't hide it at all: "People who are in the limelight today will be unlucky, I have a hunch!" ”

"So- you're going to stand and watch me be unlucky?" Hermione tilted her head, her eyes a dangerous gaze. The warmth in my heart rose all at once!

"What do you say?"

Owen said seriously: "I obviously sat and watched you unlucky." ”

“.”

"Owen Sanchez !!" Hermione screamed.

Two eyes could spit out flames and look at him.

"Owen Sanchez? Who's that? Owen shook his head and looked at him with a flat expression: "My name is Owen Wendy Rozier, thank you!" ”

"Whew—" The little witch's fluffy hair stood on end, as if she had drunk a hair erection potion.

She took a deep breath, forcibly endured the restlessness in her heart, and then raised her head and looked at Owen seriously, "You don't get angry with me for a day, are you uncomfortable?" ”

Looking at Hermione, who was already standing in the crater, Owen smiled slightly.

Not only did they not pull her down and pour some water on her to extinguish the fire.

Instead, he kicked Miss Granger in the back, laughing and watching her fall into the volcano.

"What do you say?" He said sincerely!

"I'm Owen Sand—is that kind of person Rozier?"

"I don't feel bad at all. Really—"

He had a smile on his face, his ass had left his chair, and he was ready to run.

"You have to believe me, it's not uncomfortable, it's really not uncomfortable at all!"

"Sanchez !!" The flames of rage burned out what Miss Granger had left.

I saw her suddenly jump up.

Gritting his teeth, his eyes glowing red stared at him.

"What are you doing?"

"Have you been vaccinated against rabies?"

"Jump-"

The string is broken.

Ahh

A certain lion cub, who was already crazy, pounced on Owen and opened her bloody mouth to bite!

"Good fellow, your mouth is quite neat." He exclaimed

"Hiss-"

Generous Crab!

Owen, who came back to his senses, picked up his chair and used his four legs to resist the sudden attack of the evil lion.

Then, while retreating tactically, he shouted, "Gryffindor is going to eat people!" Does anyone care, Gryffindor eats people!! ”

"Ah~~~"

(End of chapter)