"Freedom! Freely!! Freely!!! ”

George put his hands in front of his mouth in a trumpet shape and exclaimed.

The other little wizards were also agitated.

The wind of freedom from Hufflepuff blew through Ravenclaw, through Gryffindor, through Slytherin.

The audience was boiling.

For a moment, all sorts of strange slogans fluttered above the auditorium.

What-"The school is going to allow the little wizard to enter the forbidden book zone!" Ravenclaw voice.

What-"The recipes in the kitchen are too monotonous, we need to add recipes!" Hufflepuff's voice.

What- "Kick Gryffindor out of Hogwarts!" Slytherin's voice.

What-"Slytherin disbanded in place!" Gryffindor's voice.

One after another!

Some even shouted the slogan "Kick out Dumbledore the evil ruler from Hogwarts".

The professors on the faculty podium who listened were covered with black lines and their faces turned blue.

Especially the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, Moody.

His only normal eye revealed a deep sense of doubt and surprise.

This Hogwarts - how is it different from what he remembers?

You've only been out of school for less than 50 years, right?

How did the current student climate become like this?

"Comrades! Fellow citizens! Students! ”

Owen, the arch of the fire, raised his hands and called affectionately, "Is life so precious that it is worth the price of shackles and slavery?"

Merlin is on top, stop them!

I don't know what path others will choose, but for me, it's better to be free than to die! ”

He roared with tears in his eyes!

This move infected countless little wizards. Everyone's burning blood was boiling.

A group of wizards shouted with their throats and milking strength: "If you are not free, you would rather die!" ”

"Freedom or Death!!"

"Freedom or Death!!"

The mountains are shouting tsunami, the scene is shouting tsunami!

The roaring sound is like a cannon that destroys the remnants of the old era!

The sound is concussive! All the ghosts, ah, all the ghosts will return to the nine heavens.

Yes, the clarion call to overthrow Dumbledore's reign sounded from this moment. Let's join hands to give a funeral to this insidious, despicable, innocent headmaster who deducted the little wizard's manuscript fee!

"Ahem-" Finally, after watching the whole good show, Dumbledore opened his mouth again flatly, of course- the little wizard's shouting continued, but amazingly, the old headmaster's voice reached everyone's ears accurately and unmistakably, "Actually, in addition to this matter, there is one more thing I want to announce!" ”

Everyone ignored the old headmaster.

Keep shouting.

Old Deng Tou continued to speak: "The annual alchemy contribution award of "Today's Alchemy" was announced yesterday and the names of the final winners. ”

"Congratulations to the fourth-year wizards at Hogwarts, Owen Sanchez has won the award, and in addition to the trophy, there is also a great prize."

"Bonus?" Hearing this, Owen's body standing on the chair froze.

immediately showed disdain, "Today's Alchemy"?

What kind of garbage newspaper.

Hehe - although it is a high-ranking academic journal, but the number of subscribers to this kind of newspaper is extremely rare, how much can they prepare for the bonus?

Three hundred? Or five hundred?

Is buddy the lack of those three or five hundred?

Old Deng Tou saw the disdain in the corner of Owen's eyes, and after the half-moon-shaped glasses, his blue eyes were full of smiles, "Because there have not been too many important inventions in alchemy for decades, this award has been a bye, naturally, and the prize money is also accumulating." ”

"Accumulative?"

In the midst of the boiling voices, the voices of Owen and Dumbledore were accurately transmitted to each other.

"How many can there be?" Owen jumped out of his chair.

Hearing this, the old principal raised two fingers slightly.

"Two hundred?"

"Twenty thousand gold Galleons!" Dumbledore said.

“？？？”

———— "Shut your mouth for the master!! Owen turned his head sharply, his wand pointed at his neck, and 'loud sound'—the amplification spell was activated.

In an instant, his voice thundered.

The fanatical little wizards seemed to have been doused with a bucket of cold water, and their faces turned red and they choked.

"How much?" Then, he quickly turned around and looked at Dumbledore with clear eyes.

"Oh—it makes me think." This is, the old naughty headmaster pretended not to know again.

He dragged a long tone, his face was flat and with some banter, and then he slowly rummaged around his body for a while, and after looking for a long time, he found nothing.

Just as Owen was about to live in Bengbu, he suddenly showed a look of sudden realization, as if he remembered something.

Look down at your plate.

Then the silver plate was removed, and a letter was revealed.

"Uh-ha, to be exact." He opened the letter, "It's twenty-one thousand two hundred and fifty galleons." ”

"Well—yes, twenty-one thousand two hundred and fifty Galleons."

"Hey, hey, hey!"

After hearing the most beautiful voice in his life, a guy who didn't want Bilian, who was still clear-faced, changed to a dog-legged flattering smile at this time.

In the shocked eyes of the teachers and students of the school, the guy didn't care about his self-image, pulled his leg out of the long table violently, and then ran all the way, like a butterfly with flowers and branches, and ran to the rostrum.

Until this point, the guy's speed hadn't stopped.

The greasy expression on his face is about to squeeze out the animal oil!

Professor McGonagall had no doubt that Owen would swoop over and smack at Dumbledore's age-covered face!

Fortunately, as the headmaster of Hogwarts, Old Deng Tou maintained his reserve.

Reaching out, he just covered Owen's face.

"You are my own grandmother."

Wenda: ?

"I'll write a letter to my grandfather right away and ask him to come back and marry you!"

Through the gap between Dumbledore's fingers, Owen's fiery eyes lit a candle.

"No need." The corners of Dumbledore's mouth twitched, "You recover, I still like the way you just behaved." ”

"Okay grandma, okay grandma, listen to your grandma. Change this time, if you let me go east, I will never go west, and if you let me chase a dog, I will never steal chickens!

Say, who you don't like, I promise he won't see the sun tomorrow! ”

"Huh." The corners of the old principal's mouth rose wildly, and he was about to stop in Bengbu. "It's called Grandpa." He said.

"Okay grandpa, no problem grandpa, have you eaten grandpa, have you eaten grandpa, grandpa, I'll go to the kitchen and give you the whole time!

Oh! Look at my brain. He suddenly put his hand in his pocket, and after some searching, he took out a large box of chocolates, "You try this, Italian wine heart chocolate, I bought it in Milan." ”

"Let it go!" The old headmaster said stiffly, but after turning his head to think about it, he suddenly squinted his eyes again and looked at Owen, "You bought it in Milan?" ”

"You're smuggled to Europe?"

"Hmm-" Owen was speechless for a moment, and his face gradually became embarrassed.

Knock - forgot about this stubble, overjoyed.

"Come to my office in a minute!" Dumbledore said solemnly.

However, at this time, he did not have much plan to defend Owen on this topic.

Enough face has been lost today.

The rest.

Just—throw it away tomorrow!

He waved his hand, and the Hogwarts caretaker, Filch, pushed a cabinet and slowly walked in through the side door next to the podium.

Dumbledore greeted him, waving his hand to lift the gray cloth that covered the cupboard.

Then a huge, dozens of inches tall trophy appeared in everyone's sight.

It was a palm made of pure gold, and the palm was a trophy that exuded a mysterious bright red hue like a huge gem like a heart.

Next to the trophy is a book that also has a solid gold cover - "Ancient Alchemy Revealed"

"Wow." The crowd let out an exclamation.

The meaning of this alchemy trophy is very clear, the palm-shaped base symbolizes the winner's mastery of alchemy, and the gem in his hand is made in the shape of a magic stone, with the highest achievement of alchemy as the appearance, highlighting the extraordinaryness of the trophy.

The overall structure is made of gold.

Gold, the most mysterious metal in alchemy.

"In the name of Nicol Lemay." Dumbledore lifted the trophy from the cupboard, "I award you the Sage's Cup in recognition of your great achievements in the universal promotion of alchemy and the improvement of alchemy experiments. ”

The old headmaster solemnly handed the trophy to Owen.

But it wasn't Owen who was waiting for him.

Rather—"Wait a minute! ”

"Just do it!"

As he spoke, Owen raised his hand to stop the trophy that the old headmaster had reached for.

And turned around and groped frantically in his pocket to find something.

After a while.

His face was overjoyed, and he pulled out two different medals from his pocket.

A golden one with his name engraved on it, and that was the Special Contribution to the School Award received by first-year Irving.

The second medal was obviously much more extravagant, with a purple ribbon and a gold medallion carved with a sword and wand, and a lion representing Camelot underneath.

The sword is interesting.

The wand is also very interesting.

It is not the kind of long sword of the Middle Ages, of course, the era when King Arthur was active was not the Middle Ages, and the sword was faintly engraved with countless magic patterns, just like the sword of Gryffindor, obviously, this is not a human creation, it is very likely that it is also from the hands of goblins or elves.

A sword of victory from the nymphs of the lake.

And that wand, the wand of the archmage Merlin, is not the wand used by modern wizards, although the master wand master Ollivander family has been making wands since BC, but its system is constantly improving.

Merlin's wand was more of a scepter, with a hollowed-out wooden wand that was quite tall, almost as long as King Arthur's longsword.

Behind him, Camelot is tall and imposing, with a circular center of the medallion and the names of many people carefully carved out on the edges.

Arthur, Gawain, Gerant, Gareth, Kay, Bedwell, Percival, Lancelot, etc.

Merlin Order of the Second Degree!

Owen didn't understand why the Merlin Medal was full of Camelot's traces, but that didn't stop him from having the highest honor as a wizard.

This was earned by him at the beginning of the school year last year for protecting young wizards against Dementors.

Owen had a cheerful smile on his face.

He slung both medals around his neck and waved his hand, "Hey! Come on, Colin! Take a picture of buddy! ”

Colin, who was called by Owen's name, was obviously a little confused!

Instinctively, he got up and ran over with his camera.

It was only then that Owen took the Sage's Cup from Dumbledore's hand.

"Click!" The camera faithfully recorded the scene.

A picture of Owen unbridled with the same smile as Lockhart, Dumbledore's face twitching with black lines, and the professors behind him covering their faces and hurriedly skimming their heads, the reincarnation classic photo was born.

This photo will be published in History of Magic forever!

Even under the joint accusations of the professors and Dumbledore, the publishers did not bow down, and they stubbornly published the photo in the modern wizard's biography of Owen in the History of Magic.

For this reason, the two sides have not been less confrontational.

Of course, that's all for later.

Time returns to the present, in the eyes of a group of little wizards, seven points of contempt, two points of envy, and one point of resentment.

In the midst of the twins, as well as those he knew well, held aloft international friendly gestures.

In the Slow Auditorium, there was a boo.

The unforgettable, enjoyable and rewarding opening ceremony of 1994 has finally come to an end! (laughs)

————

The next morning, the storm that had lasted all day had subsided, but the ceiling of the auditorium was still cloudy.

When Owen and Hannah arrived in the auditorium, large blue-gray clouds were tumbling overhead.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were having breakfast as they studied their class schedule for the semester.

Of course, it was mainly Hermione who was talking, and her two pendants were listening in two.

Not far away, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan were a few seats away from them.

The three of them are discussing what magical spells to use to make them older, and then fool around and compete in the Triwizard Tournament.

In fact, the entire auditorium was discussing the topic of the little wizards.

The senior wizards of the right age were all secretly happy, and everyone had a good feeling that they were about to become warriors.

"Good morning!" George and Fred greeted Owen.

The next moment he appeared, the two of them trotted all the way.

"Tell me." George asked urgently.

"You must have a way, right? Able to increase our age! ”

"What age?" Owen replied ignorantly.

"Come on! That's seventeen! Fred said with a serious face: "We must participate in the tournament!" ”

"That's right!" The group of young wizards beside him said in unison.

"What tournament?" Owen continued to ask with a pretense.

"I'll you!" George was very angry, "Dumbledore bought you for 20,000 gold gallons?" ”

"Stop!" Owen raised his hand to stop George, "Do you want to hear what you're talking about?" ”

"What did I say?" George was slightly stunned, then continued, "Dumbledore used twenty thousand."

Knock!

Twenty thousand!

That's 20,000 gold galleons, and if they were given them, they wouldn't have to participate in the tournament!

Suddenly, George and Fred became depressed.

Because they've found that instead of scolding Owen, if something like this happened to them, they would make the same choice as Owen.

"What's the first class in the morning?" Stepping past the twins and to the table, Owen asked Hannah.

"Herbology class, with Gryffindor." Hannah, who was holding Shylock, said sluggishly.

"The first class of school was Professor Sprout's class." Owen shoved a piece of jam-stained bread into his mouth. "The professor who is scheduling the class finally knows to separate Gryffindor from Slytherin."

As she spoke, Hermione suddenly walked over.

Owen turned his head to look at her, bit the apple in his hand and said, "What's the matter, Miss Granger?" Let's borrow money! ”

"Tell you, there are no doors!"

“.”

Hermione's face was full of black lines, this guy really should have drowned in the sea of Golden Garon, saving her on the weather.

"I'm not rare with your stinky money!" She said in a stiff tone.

"What?" Owen watched as she sat on a bench some distance from them.

"That's 20,000! Twenty thousand! He added a few more words.

"Do you know what Mr. Weasley's annual salary is?"

"Do you know how much the poor workers in those shops in Diagon Alley make a month?"

"Did you know that I've paid Dobby more than most wizards?"

"You don't know, before you stupidly prepare to establish a 'house-elf rights promotion association', I want to say, can we stop standing on the moral high ground and pointing fingers."

“？？？”

Hermione was confused.

"You're shifting the subject too quickly." "And I didn't want to start any house-elf advocacy associations," she said. ”

"I read the script!" Owen took a bite of the meat pie, "You're going to talk about this in the next chapter." ”

“.”

What the hell next chapter.

Do you think this is what it is?

Hermione gave him a blank look.

Owen continued to babble to keep her mouth shut from the idea that she might want to borrow money, "Mr. Weasley's salary is more than seven hundred Galleons a year.

An average Diagon Alley worker, like in a Borgin Bock store, can only get a measly twenty or so Galleons a month, and of course your wages may be longer as you work more hours.

The weekly rate I gave Dobby was twenty-seven Galleons. ”

"Stop!"

"I'm not here to ask about this." Hermione was interrupted by Owen's garbled words.

She had almost forgotten what she was here for.

And - Miss Granger's eyes were slightly solemn.

It was the first time she had heard about the hourly and annual salaries of wizards, as well as the living conditions of ordinary wizards.

Twenty gold gallons a month.

Seriously, the money is simply outrageously low.

She didn't know anything else.

But those magical items that the little wizard needs to buy.

Although Hogwarts does not charge for tuition and room and board, everything else costs money.

Robes, wands, brooms, scales, crucibles, and books are all for students to buy.

Even a whole set of glass bottles costs five Galleons.

Excluding the broomsticks, it cost her first year more than sixty Galleons just to buy everything on her list.

The second grade was even more outrageous, because every book in Lockhart was expensive, and the lowest was five Galleons.

The average person who could only earn twenty Galleons a month-Hermione shook her head.

Thankfully, this is the wizarding world.

Otherwise, most people will starve to death.

"That's why it's going to be the World Cup, and partly, it's going to be the Final Four tournament.

My dear Miss Granger. ”

Suddenly, Owen's voice rang in her ears like some kind of sigh.

(End of chapter)