No one is idle during this time.

Everyone has their own things to do.

At the start of the new semester, there are less than two weeks left until the next competition. Hermione was ready for the next game.

You know—she still hasn't unlocked the secret of the lockbox, although when she opens it, she finds a small note inside, an old ballad.

- Countless noises, countless fights,

Former best friends turned against each other.

And then finally one morning,

The old man ran away suddenly.

Though the strife was then settled,

He was still discouraged and departed from us.

Every saint has a past, every sinner has a future, look for it! Right in the most inconspicuous place, but all the locations of the castle.

That's what Miss Granger saw, but not every Warrior saw the text, and the other three non-Hogwarts Warriors had a more obvious hint.

"Obviously, this is the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets."

Before Christmas, Miss Granger guessed where the riddle pointed.

It wasn't difficult, in fact, she easily thought of the Chamber of Secrets.

Because of the second grade, Ravenclaw's secret room was opened.

That's the Room of Responsiveness. (Hermione always thought it was a Ravenclaw chamber)

And there have always been legends about the Slytherin Vaults in the castle, but no one knows the exact location.

"Maybe we'll have to go find Malfoy and ask?" Many Gryffindors and even Hufflepuff wizards have had such thoughts.

It was a Slytherin chamber after all, and that guy must know something.

But if Miss Granger goes to Malfoy for help, then she would rather withdraw from the second race, which is a points-based game anyway, and as long as the score is high enough, then she still has a chance to win.

And Owen is not idle, he is busy setting up the exam room during this time.

- Carved a small green snake into the castle wall to guide the warrior to discover the place.

Of course, it's still difficult to open it, but it's a tournament! Cheating is a tradition, and the other headmasters are already crazy about their warriors.

Finally, Ron

This kid has grown up lately.

From a boy to a man.

It's just a little too hard, the whole person collapsed, his face was pale, and there was no blood on his lips, and the few times Owen met him, he was drinking Madam Pomfrey's tonic, and the whole person was sweating.

The twins just laughed at this, patted Ron as he looked at his body that was about to fall apart, and praised him for being really promising. Their Weasleys are about to blossom in the United States.

The others, in addition to envy, the sense of distance revealed inadvertently is also real, and before they know it, a huge chasm has appeared between them and Ron, and the thick barrier has divided them into two worlds.

On one side is a boy, on the other side is a man.

As for the girls, their attitude towards Ron can be seen from the disgusted expressions they show most of them.

Miss Granger even took the time to come to Owen and tell him that she had been staying away from Ron recently because she was afraid that this guy would learn badly from Ron

What would Owen do if she was taken away.

It's a pity, the little witch's careful thoughts, Owen didn't know, if he knew, then he would definitely raise the corners of his mouth and let out a mockery, buddy's theoretical knowledge is about to overflow, who brings who is bad! Does he Ron have the strength?

No! I don't have the ability to know!

And the real Owen can take care of this, and he also has his own work to do.

For Ron, he was not envious, and even had some sympathy.

Hi - this kid, young - doesn't know moderation! You should find a chance to talk to him, but you can't squeeze your body like this

and think about it for the future.

The coming days are long, and their road is still long, but they can't ruin the happiness of the second half of their lives because of a month of lingering.

Uh-huh—as the old father of everyone, he has a responsibility to think about the future happiness of his cubs.

Then one dark and windy night, he led Harry and the others to attack Ron who had returned from the Ilvermorny starship, and several men beat him up in the face, and then the boy did not dare to leave the castle for a week.

The effect of the treatment was obvious, and Owen's comprehension of his Mind Fist went up to another level.

After this, Hogwarts was quiet for a while.

In the snowy January. Time passed slowly, and it had been two weeks since the Christmas party.

The castle is still full of men and women, in pairs.

It's as if you're embarrassed to walk out of the lounge without a female companion.

The quiet times made waves again.

Justin and Ernie's two boys, since the end of the prom, have been a bit Ron-like, ignorant teenagers are in love, and they are tired of being with their dance partners all day long, which makes Owen, who is the president of the Hogwarts Student Council, very worried.

So he immediately launched an action, uniting a number of idle panicked———— no girlfriend———— envy and jealousy———— and aspiring young people who care about the construction of Hogwarts campus culture, and under the instruction of Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape, he launched a week-long disciplinary activity to crack down on campus love.

In this event, in the time and space dominated by Hufflepuff and supplemented by the other three houses, Owen led people to take the initiative to attack, using various means such as sneak attacks, ambushes, fishing, intimidation, and bribery, and successfully broke up seven couples, so that four couples went underground, and a few pairs Although they are still resisting, they are also candles in the wind and the moon in the water, and he can't last a few days with grasshoppers after autumn. I believe that it won't be long before those crazy men and women will understand that love is a luxury in life, and your life can still be wonderful without love.

Miss Granger was still busy.

They hadn't gotten together for a week

Damn it, the game was a real delay.

Owen felt resentment in his heart, and then stepped up his efforts to crack down on early love on campus.

Besides. Harry looked much better these days, for after all this time, the Ministry of Magic still hadn't moved.

The absence of the Aurors and the summons from the Department of Magical Law Enforcement relieved him a little that at least Hagrid wouldn't be imprisoned in Azkaban, but he still didn't show up for class.

Maybe you can't get out of the knot of being a half-blood—Owen thought.

Then, one evening, he raided Hagrid's hut with Harry and Hermione, who had been dragged out.

In the distance, down the ridge, they saw that Hagrid's hut was still closed.

I couldn't help but frown at the little wizards who stepped on the snow. Two weeks have passed since the end of the Ball, and Hagrid has rarely been seen during this time, and he won't really lock himself up in the house for two weeks!

Was he going to visit Merlin?

Immediately, everyone began to worry about Hagrid's health, and his pace gradually increased, and he finally trotted down the ridge.

Walking into the pumpkin patch, Owen continued to speed up, and in front of Hagrid's oak door, he took a brisk step and kicked heavily on his door.

The door didn't open.

His right leg almost broke.

"Occasionally!" Owen let out a Tom cat scream.

Squeezing his tears and feeling the burning pain from his calves, the anger he had felt for two weeks suddenly rose, and immediately he limped, took out his wand, and planned to demolish the illegal building in front of him.

"Owen!" Miss Granger was startled. hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed him.

It took a long time to comfort him before Owen put his wand away again.

Then she spoke up and told Harry to knock on the door.

"Bang bang bang!" The slamming of the door continued for a while.

But there was still no response.

<divcss=&ot;ntentadv&ot;> "Hagrid, it's us!" Harry stood outside the door and shouted loudly, then slammed the door hard. "Open the door!"

Hagrid didn't answer, they could hear Tooth scratching at the door, whining and whispering, but the door didn't open.

Owen limped and leaned outside the window and looked through the gap in the curtains, Hagrid must have been inside.

"Hagrid! Don't hide in there and keep quiet, I know you're home—"

"Bang bang—" was Harry's knock on the door.

"You've got the ability to rob men—ahhhh Why don't you have the ability to open the door?" Owen stood in front of the window and roared heartbreakingly.

"Master will give you three numbers, and if you don't open the door, I will demolish your illegal building!"

"Three!" He yelled.

"Two!" There was still no sound from Hagrid in the room.

"Hey, my little grumpy!" As he spoke, Owen quickly pulled out his wand. Before Miss Granger could stop her, the tip of the staff lit up with a blinding blue and white light.

"Soul Torrent !!"

Destructive magic mixed with terrifying ancient magic danced on his crystallized phoenix wand, the smell of death.

In the next second, the shining light spit out a huge comet, pushing it flat, directly leveling the obstacle in front of him.

In an instant, Hagrid's hut was blasted out of a gap about seven or eight feet in diameter.

"Bang!" It wasn't Harry's knock on the door this time.

It is the sound of an oak door collapsing after losing the support of the wall.

"Enter!"

Owen's domineering arm waved forward, and then he stepped over the wreckage and walked in.

"Hmph, can a wall stop us?" He rubbed his legs and said angrily, "We are wizards, not baboons with wands."

The dim, dusty room made it difficult to see the whole picture, but Hagrid's figure was still so obvious that Owen spotted him at a glance, "And—I wanted to do it for a long time, Professor Grapeland didn't discriminate against me at all, and gave me a few unicorn tail hairs as souvenirs!"

"You'd better pack up your stuff and crawl for me! Because I'm going to demolish this illegal building completely."

"Smack!" It was the sound of wood from the ceiling falling on the ground.

Hagrid was sitting at the table with two large teacups in front of him, his appearance was very embarrassed, his face was spotted, his eyes were red and swollen, his hair had not been taken care of for days, his beard and hair were tangled together, and it looked like two strands of wire were twisted together.

"Good!" He said in a very hoarse voice.

Then the body of a dozen feet suddenly got up, and he really began to get ready to pack his things.

"Hey-" Owen hurriedly went up and kicked back the box he had just pulled out from under the bed, "Well! Well! Why don't you know how to be funny?"

He continued, "If you're gone, won't I have one less person to fight with? Ahem – I mean, it's been decided that you'll be examined for a period of time, and if nothing goes wrong during the expedition, you'll still be retained as a professor."

"I'm not qualified to be a professor anymore." He said in despair, his eyes were blank.

"What are you talking about?" Hagrid's words made Harry forget the shock that Owen had just brought him, and he walked forward quickly and said loudly, "Who has you who is not qualified?"

"We won't believe that hateful Skeeter's slander."

"But my mother is a giant!" Hagrid suddenly roared hoarsely in his last voice, tears welling up in his swollen eyes, like countless weights on his shoulders.

Harry was stunned, but didn't

Something else, "So what! Nobody cares if your mother is a giant or not!"

"I think it's cool to have a giant mom, at least I'd love to be over 5.5 feet (170)."

"You don't understand Harry, you don't!" Hagrid choked up, more and more tears streaming from his eyes, seeping into his beard, "You didn't grow up in the wizarding world, you don't know what people here think of my blood, they're going to kick me out of Hogwarts, or even England."

"No one is going to drive you away!" Hermione squeezed her head at this time, she looked at Hagrid, and said solemnly, "Whatever happened to your mother, whether she ever did anything to harm the wizarding world, it has nothing to do with you."

"Everyone is born into this world as an independent being, and one should not, and cannot transfer hatred from one person to another."

"As for the half-blood giants—" Miss Granger said, lightly elbowing Owen's chest.

"Isn't it a half-blood giant! What a big deal." After getting Hermione's hint, Owen opened his mouth and said, "Dudes are all messed up, did I say anything?" You're only one of the magical creatures, and I've mixed at least seventeen or eighteen. What's all the fuss."

Hearing this, Hagrid suddenly looked at Owen in a daze, "Your mother is not human?"

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"Your mother isn't human!" Owen opened his mouth to scold, but it was only an instant that he reacted, "Oh! Your mom really isn't."

"About my mother." He touched his chin and felt the smoothness of his fingers, "She may have undergone Grandma's alchemy biological modification experiments, or she was originally an alchemical android or something, I don't know, but what is certain is that she is definitely not a pure-blooded human, because my grandma doesn't seem to marry other men and have children at all."

"In short, it's just a word, more than half-bloods, you're a younger brother, would anyone in the castle dare to look down on me because I'm not a pure-blooded human? It's the other way around."

"But—" Hagrid was still a little confused, and although his expression was much better than it had been before, he still had a sad face.

"But a fart!" Owen interrupted him rudely, "I warn you! If you don't come to class next week, you'll never see Bakar again. And then there's the amazing little beasts you keep in the woods - I've heard that the venom of the eight-eyed spider has recently increased in price, and the Hippogriff, the Curling-winged Demon, the Horned Camel, and the human-headed sphinage manticore, which you hid. When the time comes, I'll grab all these creatures, and I'm sure I'll be able to buy a lot of money."

"Wuhu! Rich!" Owen shouted happily, his face full of happiness.

Hagrid, on the other hand, seemed to perk up a little. He wiped the tears from his face, and smiled again at the corner of his mouth.

Then, looking down at Owen, who was sharing happiness with Granger, his red, swollen eyes showing a gentle look at the boy for the first time.

For the first time, Hai Ge felt that this child was like a good person.

"Oh! I thought Hagrid was going to be sad for a long time."

At this moment, outside the door—uh—outside the gap that was blown open by Owen, a wizard with a smile on his face suddenly appeared.

Naturally, the headmaster of our Hogwarts, the greatest wizard of all, Professor Dumbledore.

"Are you going to redecorate the house?" Old Deng Tou, standing outside the door, greeted them, and then, behind the half-moon-shaped glasses, his eyes fell on the gap in the wall, "Are you planning to open two more doors?" Uh-huh - a flat, round door? It's pretty good."

As he spoke, the old headmaster had already walked in, and in the expressions of Hermione and Harry who were about to settle down, he spotted Hagrid's real door lying on the ground and covered in dust, well- the door was still intact, but the wall had collapsed.

In an instant, Old Deng Tou thought of something, and a casual smile appeared on his face, and then his eyes swept over Owen, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "But this is an old house after all, it is a little troublesome to renovate, it is better to buy a new one, I remember that Owen seems to have some properties in Hogsmeade Village, you can ask him, I think he will definitely give you a satisfactory discount."

"Huh?" When it comes to money, so-and-so

The person was immediately in good spirits, and the lightning of happiness turned around, and he didn't have time to give a warm name to the land after the illegal building was recovered, so he hurriedly looked at Dumbledore, "What discount, what discount?" Do you want 12 percent off?"

"Huh?" Dumbledore looked at him as well, "I think destroying a house should be the same as making amends for a house."

"Huh?"

"Oh! My Joan of Arc baby! I can't believe it—"

"Look at these witticisms you said, he wants to exchange this dilapidated house for my five-bedroom, two-living room and three-story small western-style building? Even my stupid roommate, Mr. Justin couldn't say that. Oh—it's hard to imagine this coming from the mouth of a well-known wise man. Have you been held hostage?"

"I'm fine!" Dumbledore waved his hand, then pulled out his wand and waved it slightly, everything in the room seemed to be played back, the broken walls were like roses reclosing, and the wreckage quickly returned to its original position.

The author went to the province to attend the wedding of his wife, and today and tomorrow it will be updated in 5,000 words, and it will be restored to 6,000 after returning.

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