Miss Granger's cold voice echoed through the room.

In front of her, the meteor seemed to be afraid of heavy rain, and she ignored the struggle of the metal.

Turn around, the wand is pointed at, and the pyramid is on the Tyrannosaurus.

Covering the sky and the sun, the dragon was dozens of feet long, and its blue eyes were full of violence.

The diamond-like body shimmered with bright red lightning.

One by one, like a knife cut, the pyramid was cut, leaving traces again on the ground where the wound had healed for an unknown number of times.

Lightning, thunder and starry sky appear in the field at the same time.

What is this scenario?

Indescribable, like the god's Ragnarok.

The little wizards didn't have time to exclaim, because Bakar's back was brighter, and it was the state of lightning magic condensed to the limit. Everyone held their breath and widened their eyes, for fear of missing it.

Then, the dragon's legs rose abruptly, and its two little arms were raised high, and the arms behind it were spread out like shields.

The huge lightning blade clearly appeared in its hand,

The next moment, the dragon's wings flailed, and it struck Hermione like lightning.

The little witch was not in a hurry, and her wand suddenly lit up blue.

"Sanchez Force Field!"

When the red lightning strikes the pale blue protective screen – it may not have happened at all.

Looking at the electric knife with teeth and claws, it suddenly became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

Even Bakar's huge dragon body continued to shrink after passing Hermione, and finally changed back to the size of half a dragon egg.

His head was sideways, he fell to the ground, his tongue flailed, and his limbs were spread.

The front paws scratched their backs.

Yes!

I'm dead!

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Hermione was at a loss for what had happened, and she watched vigilantly, and after a few minutes, she didn't see any movement from Bakar.

It was the eyes of the two dragons, which opened from time to time, and after glancing at her, they quickly closed them again.

This left Miss Granger with question marks on her head.

What happened?

She didn't know, but after making sure there was no conspiracy around, Miss Granger turned around with her wand in hand and ran to the ruins of the pyramid in search of the dragon eggs.

Soon she found the golden dragon egg under the rubble.

She hurriedly picked him up.

And at the moment when she held the dragon egg in her arms, Bakar, who was lying on the ground, suddenly shook his wings, and flew back like a dragon.

The wings fluttered, and from time to time his head looked in the direction of Owen.

Master, I've done your task!!

Hey hey - don't look at Shylock always thinking I'm stupid, in fact, most of the time, I'm a smart one.

Bakar used his superb acting skills to make the little wizard in the stands speechless.

But no one dared to say anything.

Because the previous battle has proven Miss Granger's strength.

Besides, what if the blue force field contained some magic that they didn't know?

Rash questioning will only make a fool of yourself.

And on the pyramid, Owen reappeared.

Actor Bakar slipped into his arms, holding his head up, as if waiting for his compliment.

The master sees me as smart!

I realized your good intentions at once!

"Huh-" rubbed Bakar's head.

Owen loudly announced, "It's over!" Hermione Granger, a champion from Hogwarts, has succeeded! ”

The next moment, the cheers of the little wizards in the audience were deafening.

"Wonderful – unbeatably wonderful." On the podium, Mr. Bagman stood up and said in a complicated tone: "I see the future!" ”

"It's the future of magic."

"We're old!"

He recalled, remembered, bitter, as if his vitality was gone.

Looking at the beautiful figure of the venue. A strong feeling of dying on the beach welled up from the bottom of my heart.

"Miss Hermione Granger, you are worthy of the name of Gryffindor!

Your courage, magic. And that sword in your hand proves that you are the true heir of Gryffindor! ”

With that, he sat down a little decadently.

And the thunderous cheers from the stands continued.

"Huhu-" Professor McGonagall, who was sitting on the podium with him, smiled from ear to ear, she covered her mouth, and the joy in her eyes was about to overflow.

The other principals frowned.

Professor Juralie Hicks, in particular, kept her eyes on Hermione and Koatle back and forth in the stand back to Ilvermorny.

A question appeared in her heart.

Could it be that the girl named Granger was also the heir to ancient magic?

As for the others, Dumbledore's expression was still flat, and he watched the process of Owen teaching Hermione magic.

As for Grindelwald, he was surprised, but that was it.

But what intrigued him more was not Hermione's magic, but his relationship with Owen.

As for Sirius, although he held back, keeping in mind the rule that no one who had anything to do with that kid Owen should be surprised, Hermione was too bright.

She's a little too good.

And our senior Newt, he was speechless in shock from the beginning of Cedric's game.

And the little wizard who appeared later convinced him that the current Hogwarts was no longer the Hogwarts of the past.

Think about when they were in school, fighting each other or using mischievous spells like the Bat Spirit Charm, looking at Hogwarts now?

What kind of wand do you wave if you don't throw out a 'weapon other than you'!

You can't be a baboon with a wand!

A few minutes later———— more than a dozen judges deliberated, and Hermione's score was out.

Nine a.m.!

"Oh! Hermione number 1! Haha, I knew she could! From the Gryffindor stands, the little wizard shouted frantically.

Ron was even more delighted.

"I'm more concerned about the spells she uses!" Harry's eyes lit up, "It must have been taught by Owen, you say, if we pay for it, will Owen teach us?" ”

"Yes!" The twins said in unison, "As long as you give you the money, he can sell himself to you!" ”

There was jubilation, and after ten minutes, the warriors gathered again in the hut.

Only this time, unlike in a few hours, among the five people, a protagonist vaguely appeared.

Then Mr. Ludo Bagman, he would like to give a few words to everyone.

"Warriors, you're all doing well," he said with a smile, "well, I only have a few words to say." The second project will officially start at 9:30 a.m. on Sunday, February 12 next year.

You can rest for a long time before that, but be aware that the second match actually started from this moment.

The mystery of the castle is up to you to solve.

Looking down at the golden eggs in your hand, did you find it? See the seams there? You'll have to solve the clues provided in the egg, which will tell you what the entrance puzzle is for the second item, no problem? Alright, let's go. ”

Several people left the tent.

As soon as Hermione went out, she saw a large group of young Hogwarts wizards surrounding her.

Ron Harry: They squeezed through the crowd.

"You're dressed so beautifully today." Harry began, "What kind of fabric is this, it looks so smooth, if you can-"

"Enough is enough, Harry!" The twins squeezed him away, "Before you give away someone's clothes, you need to know the size of that Ravenclaw girl!" ”

"I-" Harry was speechless, he couldn't pull his face to ask these questions - how did he speak!

"At this time, you need a pair of eyes comparable to a ruler!" Suddenly a voice came from behind them, it was Owen, he was laughing, followed by the Hufflepuff wizards, "I know what her size is when I glance at it." ”

“.” Miss Granger glared at him.

She raised the Gryffindor sword in her hand.

It's sharp.

"Congratulations!" He walked over.

"Hehe- I just asked Fleur, and she said that the puppets had obviously gotten better when I beat the level. Do you know why? Hermione squinted her eyes and said in a dangerous tone as she held the golden egg.

"Hey! How do I know, Dumbledore is in charge of the content of the game, I'm just a tool man"

"Sanchez!" Hermione shouted angrily, "I've seen those puppets in the ruins, too!" ”

“.”

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Owen had to say bluntly, "Ordinary puppets have no combat power at all, which is simply humiliating for you who have been learning spells for so long." Am I not setting the stage for you to cast a spell with all your might? ”

"Again." He suddenly leaned closer, "Does Miss Granger think there will be an accident right under my nose?" ”

"You" Hermione gritted her teeth, she had never seen anyone say shamelessness so freshly and refinedly.

Why do you like this bastard?

Then, she was silent, pinching the cuffs of her robe, feeling very aggrieved.

And just as she was brewing emotions, Owen on the side spoke again: "By the way, do you know how to dance?" ”

"Huh?" Miss Granger, who was contemplating a grievance, looked up blankly, "You'll use it in a while." ”

Owen, who had pinched the little witch, said with a smile.

I'm so scared that I shed tears! You can only change the subject.

Several people walked towards the castle side by side.

They chatted non-stop along the way. The conversation focused on the performance of each warrior.

It was at this time that Hermione learned how her previous warriors had passed.

And just as they were passing through the outer side of the Forbidden Forest, a witch suddenly jumped out from behind the bushes, it was Rita Skeeter.

She was wearing a bright green robe today, and the shorthand pen in her hand matched the color of the robe.

"Hermione, your magic is really good." Rita Skeeter looked at Miss Granger with a smile and called her by her name as if they knew each other well, "Can you tell me how you learned so much magic?" Did Dumbledore teach you? Are those black magic? ”

She turned a blind eye to everyone else, even Harry.

All eyes were on Hermione.

"No comment!" Hermione said coldly.

"No comment?" The corners of Rita Skeeter's mouth froze, "Is there no comment, or is there something unspeakable?" ”

"Stay away from Hermione, you cliché." Most of Hermione's companions looked at Rita Skeeter with disgust, looking at her as if they were looking at a bedbug.

"Go away! Otherwise, I'll throw you to feed the dragon! Ron looked at her with disdain. Others may not know it, but the three of them, Harry, him, Hermione, and Bakar, have a very good relationship.

Because they often run to Hagrid's hut, they know each other well.

He could really have Bakar teach this ugly woman a lesson.

"Really?" Rita Skeeter didn't care at all about Ron's words, but became very excited, "Are you intimidating me?" Are you going to do anything to innocent journalists in order to cover up the truth? ”

"I think you're just itching—" Owen walked over, ready to give the little Hogwarts a shock.

It's just that when he took the first step, his arm was grabbed by the girl behind him.

"Ignore her." Hermione frowned. Pulled away Owen.

Turning around, the group walked towards the castle.

Rita Skeeter stood by the bushes and looked at his back, her quill drawing excitedly, her face showing a subtle expression, and her eyes lit up, making it easy to think that she seemed to be preparing some kind of conspiracy.

In the castle, everyone was separated in front of the auditorium.

Owen and the Hufflepuff wizards return to the cellar.

On a wooden mantelpiece, under the portrait of Helga Hufflepuff, who is holding a small amphora cup to greet her students.

The round table is filled with a variety of foods and cakes to celebrate.

Ernie found a bunch of fireworks.

Justin hung up a number of eye-catching new banners.

Above it is Cedric holding a golden egg.

The huge banner was constantly changing, sometimes he was riding a Thestrals, sometimes he was churning in a puppet.

Under the banner, the Hufflepuffs were celebrating, laughing and eating delicious food.

Everyone came to talk to Cedric, shake hands, congratulate him.

"Oh! It's heavy. Justin picked up the golden egg on the table. Weigh it with your hands. "It can't really be pure gold, is it?"

"Maybe." Ernie excitedly snatched the golden egg from Justin's hand.

"Hey! Let me touch it! Justin yelled, and then chased after him.

"That's enough, you two." Susan hurriedly stopped them.

Then he gave it back to Cedric, "It's yours, it should be opened by you." ”

"yes, open it up and see what's inside." Several others responded.

Cedric was also excited, his injuries had healed, and Madam Pomfrey's special medicine was quite effective.

"Good!" He said dryly.

Then take the golden egg, and pry it open little by little with the fingers of the right hand along the groove of the golden egg.

"What is this?"

The moment the golden egg opened, nothing happened.

There are no strange sounds, no colorful special effects, and there is a locket box lying calmly in the golden egg.

It was a silver one, with a large topaz set on the front, and various patterns under the gemstones, and in the center was a blue and black python-shaped locket.

"This?"

Cedric frowned, looking at the locket in his hand a little bewildered.

This stuff seems to have been circulated in Slytherin House.

"What is this? A locket? The little wizards around them also looked at the serpentine locket with blank expressions.

"Oh!" Suddenly, a surprised voice came.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and it turned out to be a portrait of Helga Hufflepuff.

The founder looked at the locket box in Cedric's hand in astonishment.

His face gradually changed from surprise to some kind of reminiscence.

"Ma'am, do you know it?" Seeing this, Cedric hurriedly asked.

"Yes, kid, I know it." Helgar looked at them gently, "But I can't tell you what it is, it's part of the game, isn't it?" ”

"This—" Cedric had to withdraw his gaze a little.

And this is all in the eyes of Owen.

Owen had also asked Ms. Hufflepuff about the Weasley Treasure, but while Dean Bridged said that the level was designed in the spirit of Ms. Hufflepuff, she did not know the specifics.

But he didn't care, after all, it was just a portrait, and it would be incredible if even portraits knew everything.

"Hey, what's wrong?" The momentary confusion did not interrupt the enthusiasm of the young wizards, and they soon began to continue their celebrations.

As for the locket, I'll talk about it tomorrow, and I'm not in a hurry today.

And, in this group, Hannah seems out of place.

She sat on the couch, although she also held the silver cup and clinked glasses with Jarvis and drank juice, but the trance in her eyes was obviously on her mind.

Owen leaned over and asked next to her. "It's not very interesting to watch."

"Nothing." Hannah glanced at Owen, then continued to look down at the silver cup in her hand. The orange juice alluded to her melancholy expression.

"Still saying it's okay?" Owen, reaching out, shook it over her silver cup, and in an instant, the orange juice disappeared and turned into a faint lake color, "Taste, my new work, I named it: The Tower." ”

Seeing this, Hannah gently picked it up and took a sip.

Her first taste was sweetness, very sweet, like honey with white sugar and sucrose. When the sweetness gradually became bitter, the tone suddenly became sour, a faint sweet and sour, and then sour with astringency, but after she couldn't help swallowing, a sense of fragrance immediately erupted in her mouthparts, like a cup of fragrant tea flowing between her lips and teeth.

"Wow! Hannah, on your head. Justin turned his head in surprise.

At this time, green moon flowers grew out of her hair.

The clear moon season is mysterious and lonely.

"There aren't many types of flowers, and they're still in the beta testing stage!" Owen smiled, plucked the flower from her head, and handed it to her.

"Owen—" Suddenly, Hannah, whose eyes were a little ruddy, his face was calm, and a pair of brown eyes with a certain determined gaze looked straight at Owen, "Can you teach me those magics?" ”

"It's like the ones Granger used for her." ”

"Okay!" Owen next to him agreed without thinking about it, "I won't charge you money, how about it!" ”

"But I'm afraid—" she said strongly, biting her lip and teeth, "but I'm afraid I won't learn." ”

"You don't know if you know if you can't, okay - it's a little bit difficult, but you learn slowly, you can always learn."

Owen was very honest about Hannah's talent for spells, and her talent in herbalism was not very good, well, of course, it was not very good, but it could only be said that she was the best at this one of the many subjects.

Maybe let Hannah try her luck in the underground vault?

See which past wizard she can get her approval of?

"I'll teach you myself—I can teach you like Justin!"

"Hey!" Justin said displeased, "What do you mean?" Isn't it right to beat around the bush and say I'm stupid. ”

"Isn't it?" Owen tilted his head and gave him a blank look, "Dad, my hope for you is that you just know how to hide from the rain when it rains." ”

"Do you have anything else to think about?"

"Young people don't want to be ambitious, don't they understand?"

"What a big ambition, my grades are fourth in Hufflepuff 4th year!" Justin said solemnly.

"So what? The Hufflepuff trio, you're fourth, what else do you have to be proud of? Owen glared at him, "Don't you feel ashamed?" ”

"I-"

Justin paused, as if—perhaps—Owen did have some point.

After seeing Justin, who was being pinched by Owen again, showed an expression of being severely PUA, everyone at the banquet showed a knowing smile.

At this time, Hannah slowly got up, she stood up a little uneasily, and then said to Owen, "I seem to be a little tired. ”

She faces the round door, made of highly polished honey-colored wood, which leads to the boys' and girls' dormitories.

"Owen." Walking to the round door, she suddenly stopped.

"What was the first spell you taught me?" She asked.

“.” Uh-what kind of question is this, Owen who asked it is blind, who will remember this, the little wizard he called is a few hundred people, and it has been four years.

"I think it was—the obstacle charm!" She replied to herself, as if she hadn't intended to get an answer from Owen in the first place, "I remember studying for weeks, still not being proficient, and making a fool of myself in Defence Against the Dark Arts class. ”

"Obstacle Charm—" she muttered, turning to open the door, "maybe it's already predestined." ”

He left the common room.

With Hannah's exit, the banquet seems to be coming to an end.

After an afternoon of playing, they were tired.

Gradually, the rest room returned to tranquility, and it was already the second half of the night.

After a day of energy, it's time to recover.

Early the next morning, Owen woke up from the hustle and bustle.

Pushing away, the green shoots that were ruffling his hair on the top of his head, he slowly opened his eyes.

The magical plant was used by him as an alarm clock, but the only flaw seemed to be that it couldn't seem to distinguish between weekends and weeks.

Every morning, he would tease his head with a branch.

After a brief freshening, he walked out of the room,

"You're still celebrating?"

The lights in the common room have not been removed, but have been added.

"We're ready to celebrate a week!" Justin said happily.

The other little wizards nodded as well.

It was an unprecedented victory, comparable to winning the Quidditch Cup. (Hufflepuff hasn't won a Quidditch Cup in years.) ）

The celebration time is also said to be in the past.

Owen knew that every year Gryffindor won the Quidditch Cup was celebrated for three or four days.

"Then you can celebrate slowly!" Owen turned his head and walked out of the common room, pushing open the barrel door along the wooden, crooked path and exiting.

Dude is going to dinner, you guys play slowly.

Today is the weekend, and it is the first day after the game, and it is very lively in front of the court, everyone is bustling into the auditorium, talking and laughing, very noisy.

And it was in this quiet, vibrant early morning when Owen had just stepped into the door of the auditorium.

Suddenly, the sound of a lion's roar came from inside the auditorium.

"Glenger, please. Please mingle with me! ”

(End of chapter)