"I don't understand." Slughorn looked excited, his gaze a little aggressive.

What Owen said seemed to him to be too deviant.

Wizards should follow the tradition of hiding themselves from Merlin's time.

Although at present, because of the war, they have been completely exposed.

But - wizards should not continue to widen the cracks in the 'cloak of invisibility' they wear.

As for the threat that Owen said, it made him even more annoyed.

"I can't believe what Dumbledore has been teaching at Hogwarts all these years!"

"Such a deterrence is a provocation, how can you guarantee that the situation will not go in a worse direction."

"All great works need to be forged by sacrifice, and what are we to fear?" Owen said unconcernedly. The tone was indifferent like the warm wind outside the window.

"You seem to be gambling with the fate of wizards all over the world." Slughorn was already unhappy, and in his eyes, Owen was no different from a man who couldn't be called by name.

"Then I'm glad we got the biggest hand."

"Where's the card?"

"Me!"

The boy knocked on the round table, "It's—"

"Kid." Slughorn took a deep breath and looked back at Owen, "Decades ago, there was a wizard who was as confident and powerful as you, but—"

Everyone present knew who the wizard Slughorn was talking about, and on the other hand, they would never doubt that Owen's future achievements would be lower than that wizard.

"Professor, there is an old saying in the Ming Dynasty, called: the lesson of the previous car, the teacher of the rear car." Owen said with a smile.

"Besides, failure is called rebellion, and success should be called revolution."

He held out a finger and said, "I feel that the world needs a fierce revolution right now." ”

Slughorn looked at Owen, he didn't understand why Owen did this, so he didn't care about the professor's reserve, and asked directly, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Don't get excited, Professor." Owen picked up the juice on the table, which was sweet and sour like beer and bubbly in the goblet. He took a sip, milky white sticking to his lips.

Owen said as he wiped away the bubbles, "I just hope that in the future, wizards will be able to dominate the united government of humans between wizards and Muggles. ”

"What?" Slughorn's eyes widened, and he wanted to destroy the current world so unabashedly, how was this behavior different from Voldemort and the saints?

This is blasphemy, a blasphemy against wizarding traditions, utterly a word that only dark wizards would utter!

He unconsciously shifted his gaze from Owen to the others, especially Miss Granger and Harry Potter.

When he noticed that the two of them didn't seem to show much surprise at Owen's words, he was immediately shocked!

This shows that these two also agree with Owen's deviant ideas.

Even—

A bold idea popped into Slughorn's heart.

Perhaps the silver-haired boy in front of him was the leader of these young wizards, and among them he had established an organization that he didn't know about, just like Tom had established the Death Eaters at school.

"Kid." Slughorn forced himself, forcing his expression not to be so perverse, "The wizard's tradition is to hide. This whole set of laws has been in place for nearly 500 years, and it has been uneventful, so why should you think of changing it? ”

"Because it's out of place, Professor." Owen said blandly, "Wizards, Muggles, we've spent too much energy building this false 'cloak of invisibility'. ”

"The Ministry of Magic, the Federation, these departments are simply just puppets, and in order to enforce the Secrecy Law, it is neither a wizarding government, nor is it a wizarding government. The future of wizards is in a bubble, dreaming of flowers and sunset, which never ends. ”

"And Muggles? They profoundly show the lower limits of human morality, and the stories of war and killing are played out over and over again on this planet. They need a third-party force to gather and guide, and wizards also need a larger living space to not continue to drown in their dreams. ”

"I think the two sides are completely complementary, and win-win cooperation is the best way out."

"But—have you ever thought about the danger this will bring?" Slughorn interrupted.

"There's a risk in everything." Owen said casually, "There is a possibility of choking to death if you drink saliva!" ”

"But compared to the possible gains, I think that's perfectly acceptable." He waved his hand to stop Slughorn's next words, "You should be over a hundred and thirty years old this year, and if- I mean, Muggles and wizards can really work together, and when you are one hundred and fifty years old, you can sit in a Martian castle and talk to me about the successes and failures of the past twenty years, do you think such a future is a risk compared to a risk?" ”

"The earth is only the cradle of mankind, should we live in the cradle forever?

The last thing I understand is why wizards don't have the idea of looking up at the stars. Why do we have to huddle up in a small scattered gathering place that seems to be a handout from Muggles, living the same life for thousands of years?

Are we Indians? Scalped by Muggle defeated? ”

Owen crossed his hands, looked past Slughorn, and looked out the window behind him, "In my imagination, the future should be the era of stars and seas where all human beings are unified, prosperous, climb technology, and colonize the universe. I think that time will come soon. ”

"No—such a terrible idea will surely attract countless wizards to stop it." Slughorn shouted.

Hearing this, Owen smiled, his body leaned forward, his crossed hands apart, his left palm against his cheek, and his head slightly raised.

The long hair was tied up in a ponytail that ran down to the chest of the neck.

At this moment, his whole body was blooming with incomparable charm, and an invisible light that captured the heart enveloped everyone present.

That feeling - it's like a baby, but it's more advanced than the charm of a baby.

"Professor—" his lips and teeth opened slightly, and in a lazy tone, he spoke, "Do you think this is a discussion with you?" ”

“？” Slughorn was stunned, "What do you mean?" ”

"Look around the professor." The corners of Owen's mouth were raised, and his eyes swept over the others beside him.

Slughorn followed Owen's gaze to the others.

Looking around, everyone present, Hermione, Harry, Hannah, Ron, needless to say, most of them had nonchalant expressions.

And those Slytherins, who were supposed to be hostile to the other houses, everyone had a flat expression on their faces at the moment.

Purebloods—pure-blood children who are supposed to defend wizarding traditions.

The purebloods who would never approve of working under the same roof as Muggles are acquiescing at this moment.

"It's-"

Slughorn was devastated.

This shocked him even more than Owen's disobedience just now.

The houses are inherently hostile to each other, especially Gryffindor and Slytherin, and even if both sides just make normal statements, the other side will take the opportunity to tear down the tower.

He had never seen the four major colleges maintain support at the same time.

This.

Slughorn suddenly felt that it didn't seem like a good thing for him to agree lightly to Dumbledore's return to coaching.

"You should have investigated this class of young wizards. L. Test scores! Owen said appropriately, "Although the global media has focused on the war recently because of the events in Europe, the Daily Prophet still used several main pages to report on the test results for a week." ”

""Breaking History, Britain's Golden Generation" - I think this assessment is quite objective.

So – I'm not talking to you, I'm talking to you about a point on a river.

Times have changed, Professor.

The wizards sitting here now. Owen pointed to his side, "They are the future heads of the Ministry of Magic, the ministers of the Magic, the directors of the Federation, and the presidents of the Federation.

Even I always felt that Miss Granger had the potential to be Prime Minister of the United Kingdom. He smiled, "We will soon see the arrival of a great era." ”

"You, you." Slughorn stared blankly at the other young wizards, and he finally felt the horror that Owen had spoken.

Yes yes!!!

The children in front of him are far better than any other era in history.

Even if it was Tom back then, he was just a genius who admired himself.

How can there be an exaggeration in the bloom of a hundred flowers now.

Think about it - if every Dark wizard in the Death Eaters had Tom's strength, then what else they couldn't!

"You guys. . . Do they all agree with what he said? Want to make a revolution in the wizarding world? He didn't ask Hermione, he didn't ask Harry, he asked Ron, Neville, Ernie, the pure-blood wizards.

"Uh-" Ron shrugged, he hadn't thought about it, but—"Sounds good to be able to build a castle on Mars." George and Fred have modified a lot of Muggle machines, and I think they've been very successful, and with a combination of magic and technology or something, I think it's a good way to go. ”

Ron had seen the Twins invent the War Mecha - and while the 'Ancient Golem' (War Mech) was now just sitting in the alchemy workshops of Hogsmeade, it was undeniable that even wizards would be impressed by the steel war mech.

Even if anyone other than Owen can't drive at all.

But just looking at it - the battle with the giants was enough for them to forget.

So, Ron is open to that.

"Well—Muggles have a lot of medical machines, and Professor Victor says some of them are useful." Neville scratched his head and said, "I've spent some time at the Rozier Hospital for the Disabled in Paris, and I've seen firsthand how many people have been saved by those improved magic machines, and there's nothing wrong with wizards and Muggles working together, Professor. ”

"I don't have much to say, Owen is our Hufflepuff boss, and whatever he wants to do, our whole house will support him!" Ernie slapped the table and said, "I've long been displeased with Rufus Scrimgeur. Look at the last Ministers of the Ministry of Magic - the cowardly Connelly Fudge, the brutal Barty Crouch, and now the clever Rufus Scrimge!

Hmph—as soon as Owen gives the order, we're going to take Rufus Scrimgeour's slot. The Minister of Magic, they can all sit there, and I think so can we! ”

"That's right!" Hannah cheered her up.

"The Minister of Magic is causing us trouble!" Ernie said.

"It's true." Ron nodded.

"We should support a minister who is completely on our side." Harry said.

He was holding back the fire in his stomach because he was used as a pawn by Rufus Scrimgeour for a summer vacation.

He can also see that the current Minister of Magic is also an elm fool, maybe stronger than the previous two, but certainly not much stronger.

"Now that most of the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic have gone to support Europe, it seems like a good time to seize power!" Ginny's eyes lit up, and she suddenly spoke.

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone looked at her.

Good guy - you come for real, Ah Zhen!

"Oh—then we'll have to be wary of the Ministry of Magic's secret army of fire elves." Luna said seriously.

"There's no fire elf army at all!" Qiu Zhang said with a frown.

"Yes, after Fudge's death, he handed over the command of the Fire Elves army to Rufus Scrimgeur, whom he single-handed." The elf girl said stubbornly.

“.” Cho Chang immediately chose to shut up, and it was clear that she and Luna should have argued about this topic.

And neither side occupies the high ground of each other's IQ.

"Enough is enough!!"

Slughorn gasped and let out a loud sigh.

The fat on his face and waist trembled at the loud shout.

"Deviant! Deviant!!! ”

"It's bold! Extremely daring!!! ”

"I heard something! How dare you plot to overthrow the Ministry of Magic? Merlin—what has Dumbledore been teaching you all these years! What!!! ”

"I couldn't believe my ears."

"Calm down, Professor." Owen gloated.

Of course, he would not admit that he was responsible for the banditry at Hogwarts.

I can only say that I am a little wizard!

It's a blank sheet of paper—after five years of scribbling, it's all black

"Eliminate gas, eliminate gas."

"Young man - young and vigorous, bragging, this is not a violation of any law, is it? Why are you so angry? ”

"Fire?" Slughorn glared, "I'm going to talk to Dumbledore right away!" Talk! ”

With that, he got up and left his seat, pushed open the door of the carriage with a 'bang', and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Eh" Owen rubbed his head, this professor - why is his psychological quality so low?

"Owen."

Hermione only turned her head to look at him at this moment, and the little witch had been silent just now, not speaking.

(End of chapter)