"Open your eyes!"

"It's just a storm!"

Suddenly, the roar of the sea sounded in their ears.

Yes, it was just a storm.

Dare to charge against fate, the voice of loud mockery to the storm.

Stirred up in the heart of the little wizard.

Heavy rain is still falling. But when the raindrops fell on the faces of the two young wizards, they had already turned into white smoke.

The dry heat kept them warm.

It's like sunbathing.

Finally the little wizards were able to open their eyes.

And what they are about to see will forever be engraved into the deepest recesses of their memories.

Saw.

The surface of the lake suddenly calmed down in the midst of the rainstorm.

The mirror-like surface of the water, the phoenix soars above it.

It looked around, completely engulfing the flames.

Immediately, its body became brighter.

On the boat, Owen held his wand in his hand, looking up at the clouds above the sky.

That's pure force of nature, the power of a tropical storm. It roared like a huge whirlpool pressing down on the surface of the lake.

Just looking at it, looking up, makes people shudder.

But—deviant, wrestling with the sky, that's what makes people's blood boil—isn't it?

With his power, the power of wizards, the power of mankind, can he change this sun and moon into a new sky?

Just thinking about it makes people curious, very curious!

The mantra he recited.

This fiery spell that he had transformed.

Just as Dumbledore used a lot of white magic to tame the fire, creating the 'Vulcan Path'.

Just as Grindelwald turned his will into a rein, tightening the throat of the fierce fire to create the 'fire shield protection'.

Owen also incorporated his will, his patronus, and ancient magic into this dark magic.

What he should call this spell - it doesn't matter.

Because from today onwards, there will be people who will sing his story and sing this magic for a long time.

Maybe one day, history will turn the pages of his book.

I'll definitely remember it.

It is recorded that there was once a phoenix soaring high above Hogwarts.

"Fate whispered to the Warriors, 'You cannot resist the storm,' and the Warriors whispered, 'I am the Storm.'"

Finally—he jerked his wand high—the magic galloped like a phoenix in silk.

The dark night ushered in the day of the first birth.

The earth is illuminated.

In the sky, not a drop of rain fell.

High in the sky, the heavenly dome of thick dark clouds shattered.

Yes - it was blasted out of a big hole.

It's like an eye.

Through that eye, the Milky Way poured down.

The beauty that comes from the universe is intoxicating.

“.”

Ora stared blankly.

The eyes are blank.

Whether it's her, Dennis on the ship, or some other little wizard.

Even Hagrid.

At this point, they were all left speechless.

Attention is the only thing they can do.

As they watched, the remnants of the flames were like fireworks flowing downstream, and the sky was full of flame petals.

At that moment, it was as if they had seen a powerful descending from the ancient, legendary age of the gods.

On the other side, the senior wizard walked on the main road.

They also noticed the sudden light of the sun on the lake.

"Rain? The rain stopped? Hannah reached out to the window of the carriage, filtering through the white mist rising from the window, and she saw the stars shining.

"What's going on?"

In the other carriage, Ron opened the door open.

Falling flame petals are close at hand.

This made him puzzled and frightened.

He probably guessed something.

"Could it be?" Harry muttered.

"It can't be!" Hermione interrupted, "No matter how powerful a wizard is, not even Dumbledore has—" She stopped suddenly.

Because she didn't dare to be sure, or or, though reason told her that a wizard couldn't do that, she believed that maybe Owen, that guy, could really do something to make the heavens stop crying.

Everyone's hearts were heavy, and the relaxed atmosphere just now was gone.

The sparks in the sky were like a signal that they were back at Hogwarts!

It's time to start rolling up!

"Senior?"

On the lake, the petals fall into it and disappear.

Ora stared blankly at Owen's back.

It's like my heart is being held by something!

"Huh? What do you think! ”

"The 'torches' are very hot!" He said.

Then laughed.

"Welcome—this is Hogwarts!"

"A place to start a new voyage in life!"

——————

Far away, when the ship has not yet docked.

Owen saw a familiar professor standing in the dockyard.

Dressed in dark green robes and a peaked hat, she stood like a pine tree on the stone shore floor.

As soon as the ship entered the dock, she stepped forward.

"You did it?" Through the framed glasses, Professor McGonagall looked at Owen and asked deeply.

"Obviously, Professor," Owen jumped onto the dock, and walked up the marble staircase alone without waiting for the others to come ashore.

Like a hero.

The others didn't stop him, and soon Owen disappeared into the dark stone steps.

It's like the eyes of the stars that open in the sky, slowly closing.

Just kidding, don't you hurry away and wait for the rain?

The clouds above the sky were only dispelled by the heat wave of his fire.

Soon, under the strong force of the cold vortex, dark clouds will cover the land again.

Along.

Owen found that the castle had been renovated.

It was useful for them to have an early vacation last semester.

Hogwarts has been erected here for more than a thousand years. In addition to the main building, there are actually a lot of broken corners and corners in the courtyard.

This is especially the path leading to the dock, because it is rarely walked, and the ruins are everywhere.

On the way, you can even see some pointed towers.

The reason for their abandonment is unknown, and no one bothered for at least a few hundred years.

Now, the broken stone walls have been rebuilt, and the untouched spiky tower has been given a new look.

Even the stone steps he had walked on had been re-paved, and the sides were covered with all kinds of flowers.

Walk into the courtyard.

The statues of the four founders seem to have been strengthened and become even taller.

The dilapidated fountain was also renovated.

The waterhole was full of all kinds of strange flowers, and when Owen passed by, those yellow buds sang like trumpets.

The tune was familiar to him.

The Hogwarts choir performed at Christmas, with a chorus of toads.

But it's a pity that the cash box he put in front of the statue is missing.

It must have been taken by that nasty old man Dumbledore!

Dislike and lose his face!

Hum! ╭(╯^╰)╮

Walk into the auditorium.

Sure enough, it was extra decorated for the banquet of the new semester.

Hundreds of candles float above the table, illuminating gold plates and goblets.

The four long college tables were already filled with twittering students. At the top of the auditorium there is a fifth table, where faculty members sit one by one, facing their students.

It's a lot warmer here.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were already in their seats.

"Owen! This way! Justin stood up and shook his arm, shouting excitedly.

Owen walked over and sat down next to Hannah.

"It's amazing that the rain stopped when we got out of the car." He said happily, as if to see it as a sign of good luck, "Do you see anything when there is a sudden light on the lake?" ”

He looked at Owen with a clear stupidity in his eyes!

"It's your black hole IQ that has gone up to heaven!" Owen shook his head, he was desperate for Justin's level of intelligence.

This guy. Even if Merlin was resurrected, priing open his brain would only shake his head, indicating that there was nothing he could do.

About five minutes later.

The auditorium door was pushed open.

It was Professor McGonagall who came in with the new students.

It's just that her face is a little weird.

And Hagrid.

He looked like he had been wronged, and his mouth twisted together.

Because the wand that Owen just used was definitely for him.

He said that what Owen taught the others was dark magic.

He said there would be professors who would teach wizard magic.

Immediately after that, the guy deliberately cast a black magic, a powerful and somewhat exaggerated black magic, in front of everyone.

Look at the little wizards - as soon as they walked into Hogwarts, they began to look for something.

And then soon, their goal appeared.

The next moment, everyone looked at Owen who was sitting in the Hufflepuff seat.

This hurt Hagrid.

He felt that his dignity as a professor had been seriously challenged.

And the other people in the auditorium, the other senior wizards were also silent, thinking about it in their hearts.

Many of them saw Owen escorting the young wizard with Hagrid.

If Owen had done it then—it seemed like he could have done it.

As for our protagonist, Owen has his eyes on the podium.

As before, Dumbledore sat down on the podium with a smile on his face.

Flowing silver-white hair and beard glistened in the candlelight, and the sumptuous dark green robe was embroidered with many stars and moons.

The fingertips of his two slender hands touched together, his chin rested on top of them, and his eyes looked at the ceiling above through the half-moon lenses, as if wondering if the ceiling should be renovated as well.

Beside him sat Professor Sprout, the head of Hufflepuff, with her hat slanted over her long flowing gray hair, talking to Professor Sinista of the Department of Astronomy.

On the other side of Professor Sinista sits with a gray-yellow face and a hooked nose. Potions teacher with greasy hair - Snape.

Today - did he wash his hair or not.

"This year, it's a different Defence Against the Dark Arts professor." Justin's voice was appropriately remembered.

"Sirius taught him very well, what did you do with him!"

"And Professor Lupin is also healed, why don't you invite him back?"

"If you invite someone, will they come back?" Owen rolled his eyes at the guy, "Why is your face so big?" ”

"Don't know that Defence Against the Dark Arts has been cursed? All professors have been working for less than a year, and if they have been working for more than a year, something will definitely happen. Think about the previous professor of dark arts, which one had a good end! ”

Owen continued to look up at the podium, "I think it's good for everyone to teach for half a year, maybe this can counteract the curse." ”

"But Professor Lupin has only been teaching for half a year!" Justin began to pout.

He pointed out what Owen had just said, the error in his words, "Lockhart has also taught for half a year. ”

"The other professors at the school—"

"Are you itching?" Owen jerked his gaze from the rostrum to Justin, his eyebrows furrowed: "Why don't I give you tight?" ”

"Uh-no." Justin shrank his head, quickly lowered his head, and focused his eyes on the silver platter in front of him, as if it was full of delicacies from the mountains and seas.

On the other side, the sorting ceremony has begun.

The young wizards lined up, one by one, waiting for Professor McGonagall to read their names.

Ten minutes later.

When the shouts rang out as Kevin Whitby was sorted into Hufflepuff, the sorting ceremony finally ended.

Colin's younger brother, Dennis, got his wish to Gryffindor.

And the little witch named Aura entered Ravenclaw.

Professor McGonagall picks up the Sorting Hat and small stool and removes them.

Professor Dumbledore then slowly stood up, looked at all his classmates with a smile, and opened his arms in a gesture of welcome.

"I only have two words to say to you." His deep voice echoed through the auditorium, "Eat! ”

In the next second, the empty plates in front of everyone were suddenly magically filled with food.

Every little wizard began to feast.

"You're in good luck." This is the ghost of Hufflepuff House, the Fat Friar emerging from the ground.

"What's wrong?" It was Cedric who took over as Hufflepuff prefect.

But in this academy, everybody is willing to listen to Owen. ）

However, Cedric was not distressed, but happy to see it, because of Owen's presence, he almost didn't have to care about anything.

Anyway, if something happens, Professor Sprout will always find Owen first.

With him, I feel much more relaxed.

Can put all his energy into Quidditch - although Hufflepuff has won the House Cup three years in a row, Quidditch has never won.

He'd forgotten the last time Hufflepuff Quidditch had won, and it must have been more than twenty years.

"Peeves, naturally." "He wanted to go to that banquet—as you know, his old ones—to give a bad impression, that we had a ghost meeting. I advocated giving him a chance, but Barrow the Bloody adamantly disagreed. ”

Barrow the Bloody is a ghost of Slytherin House, a skinny, taciturn ghost.

His body was covered in silver blood, a sign of the horrific experience before he died.

He is the most powerful of all ghosts, and at Hogwarts, he is the only one who can truly control Peeves.

"He made a big fuss in the kitchen for this, and you almost ran out of food."

"Heh—he's going to be in trouble soon." Owen took a bite into the tender steak. Picked up his goblet and took a sip of pumpkin juice.

"That's right, he's going to have it."

As we all know, ever since the Little Wizards of Hogwarts learned the Patronus Charm, Peves' happy days have disappeared.

That is, the little wizards are not there, he is the king of the mountain and bullies the elves in the kitchen, and now the little wizards are back, especially the Hufflepuffs, who dare to do something to their cooks.

Tomorrow, let Peeves experience what it's like for a Dementor to be vaporized by a Patronus last semester!

————

The heavy rain outside the window finally started to fall again.

Raindrops pounded intensively on the high, blackened windows.

Another thunderclap crackled the glass windows, and a bolt of lightning streaked across the gloomy ceiling, illuminating the golden plates.

The rest of the food on the plate is gone.

At this point, Dumbledore stood up again, ready to speak.

The humming of the hall suddenly stopped, and only the beating of the wind and heavy rain could be heard.

"That's it!" Dumbledore looked at everyone with a smile, "Now that we're all well fed and drunk, I must ask for everyone's attention again, I'm going to announce a few notices!" ”

"First of all, Mr. Filch, the janitor, wants me to tell you."

As he spoke, he picked up a long sheepskin scroll from the dining table, but after only one glance, he put it down again, "This year, there are a few more items that are forbidden in the castle, and they are screaming balls, toothed saucers, and combo darts. ”

"The whole list of about four hundred and thirty-seven items can be seen in Mr. Filch's office, and those who are interested can check it out."

It was clear that the corners of Dumbledore's mouth twitched slightly as he said this.

Four hundred and thirty-seven hoax products, most of which were Weasley's inventions.

Hearing the names of screaming balls, toothed saucers, and combo darts, George and Fred immediately stood up.

They waved their arms and greeted the young wizards around them.

Then he bowed gracefully to everyone.

"Ahem—alright, number two." Dumbledore glanced at the twins approvingly, then continued, "As before, I would like to remind everyone that the Forbidden Forest on the other side of the field is not accessible to students, and Hogsmeade Village is not allowed to be visited by students below the fourth year. Yes, fourth grade. ”

“？？？”

"It's not fair!" A young wizard in Gryffindor shouted.

He was Ginny's classmate and had just entered third grade.

"I'm sorry." Dumbledore said solemnly, "Because of last year's incident, Hogsmeade Village has just been renovated, and many wizards have moved from there. The village of Hogsmeade may not be as prosperous as it once was. ”

The old headmaster's voice was very calm, but the little wizard sitting down heard a trace of sadness.

Yes, compared to the Aurors' deaths and injuries, the wizards of Hogsmeade are the real victims.

Many of the young wizard's acquaintances were buried in the valley forever.

The atmosphere in the auditorium was a little sluggish for a moment.

Dumbledore saw this, and then he continued, "Thirdly, I regret to inform you that there will be no House Cup Quidditch this year. ”

"What?" The young wizards looked at Dumbledore in surprise.

Justin looked at Cedric, hoping to see the reason from him.

However, Cedric also showed a look of surprise, he knew that the other party was also in the dark as the captain of Hufflepuff Quidditch.

"This is because a big event will start in October and continue throughout the school year, taking up a lot of teachers' time and energy. But I'm sure you can all have a lot of fun with it. It is with great pleasure that I announce that this year at Hogwarts"

(End of chapter)