A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 21 The Miracle Magician

"magic?"

"No, it's magic."

Owen raised his empty right hand and waved it in front of Peeves' eyes. Then he turned his palm over and with a "whoosh" sound, his wand seemed to appear out of thin air in his hand instantly.

"Be well prepared in advance and use superb skills and professional knowledge to complete an incredible performance for the audience. This is magic."

"Isn't this just juggling? Do you think Peeves likes that kind of thing?" Peeves huffed and puffed.

Owen raised his eyebrows and stared at him with a smile: "I admit that magic is a kind of trick. But in essence, it is a trick."

"I have your attention..." He opened his empty hands and moved his slender fingers casually.

He clasped his hands together, and then pulled out a snow-white handkerchief from his palm. Holding the handkerchief in both hands, he showed its front and back to Peeves: "I have gained your trust..."

Then, he shook his right wrist suddenly, and the white square handkerchief exploded into confetti in his hand, leaving only a white rose in Owen's hand.

"I'll deceive you again." He said in a playful tone.

"Hmm, wait a minute, the feather duster hanging on the wall is made of unicorn hair?" Owen's expression suddenly became distracted, "The decoration over there seems to be the horn that fell off as the unicorn grew up.

And the horns of the horned camel..."

Wizards pursue the magic of magic, while magicians pursue miracles. They constantly fill themselves with knowledge, use creativity and imagination to break through themselves, and pursue miracles that no one can accomplish except themselves, miracles that are unique and cannot be copied.

A miracle that shocked the world!

What Owen wants to revive magic is not to build the magic framework of the previous life in this world, that is simply impossible. What he wants to revive is just the spirit and belief, or in other words, he wants to become a miraculous magician himself.

Reach the pinnacle of magic and announce the renaissance of magic with a miraculous magic show that amazes the entire world!

Every magician wants to be the best!

"So, I don't reject the combination of magic and magic, but I can only be the one to create that supreme and bright miracle." Owen said to himself.

"It's not just a trick, it's a spirit and a belief." Irving put the flowers in his pocket. "I deceive the audience, but I will give them happiness and surprise, so that people can get entertainment and inspiration from it.

, so I am a magician.”

In addition, Owen also recognized many useful magical animal materials. Some of them were extremely precious, some were very common, and some were of no use at all. At this time, they were all put together without discrimination.

Ash.

Owen glanced at him, stood up and walked with Harry towards the cabin on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. He didn't want to support anything, he just couldn't afford to go early, but looking at Harry's excited face, he didn't think about it either.

It ruins the scenery.

"Actually, Hagrid is a very good person. He is very friendly, but he has little contact with people..." Along the way, Harry told Owen about Hagrid's situation and how they met, with a sincere expression on his face.

Genuine joy.

Owen moved sideways and easily dodged the curtains that were covering his face. Then he squinted his eyes, looked at the soft and bright sunshine outside the window, and whispered softly: "That's why I look down on those wizards who perform magic as magic."

Ah, that's just a juggling act at best, without any ideological core, and it's a trick that anyone with magic skills can perform."

"Say it, come on it!" Peeves jumped around like a rubber ball and urged him impatiently.

"Thank you. I've been listening to what Harry said about you these past few days." Owen broke off a small piece of rock biscuit, held it in his mouth like a hard candy, and winked at Hagrid with his left eye.

I heard that you are very familiar with the situation in the Forbidden Forest. No one knows the magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest better than you. I happen to like these very much..."

"I'm not a fraudster, although for me, taking this step is just a matter of thought." Owen said with a half-smile, "But I can teach you how to fool people's hearts and complete a more perfect trick..."

"Well, yes." Harry said in a low voice.

This is his ambition, which is pure but more arrogant than anyone else's. Perhaps it is also one of the reasons why the Sorting Hat assigned him to Slytherin.

"Okay, just wait and see!" Peeves made a face at him, pulled down the curtain and threw it over Owen's head, then quickly disappeared through the wall.

"Hey, Owen, why are you here?" Harry's voice woke him up, "I thought you would be huddled in front of the fireplace in the lounge and warming up."

A huge black hunting dog was struggling and jumping, trying to pounce, but a big hand tightly grasped the collar around its neck.

"No...you're welcome," Hagrid then noticed Owen and hurriedly waved his big hands, his eyes shining like black beetles, "Just call me Hagrid."

He sat on the lawn covered by the sun. The sun that had begun to set in the west was bright and warm, but the wind brought a bit of coolness. Owen closed his eyes slightly and felt a little sleepy.

The door opened a crack, revealing a big bearded face. He looked at Harry with complicated and pitiful eyes, as if he was about to cry. He blew his nose and said, "Harry, come here."

Oh...oh, wait a minute, step back, Yaya!"

"Okay, Hagrid." Owen glanced at the big dog held by Hagrid, then slowly walked into the house, sat down on the chair near the door, and silently glanced around the room.

The layout has a panoramic view.

The simple cabin has only one room, with hams and turkeys hanging from the ceiling, and a copper kettle boiling water in the brazier. There is a large bed in the corner with quilts made of broken steps. Although it is a bit crowded, it is not considered crowded.

Dirty.

"But if I take advantage of other people's weaknesses, play with their trust, fool the other person's mind, use lies and deception to achieve my own desires, and win the helpless angry roars and desperate cries of the audience, then I am a fraudster."

"Hagrid, this is Owen, Owen Shafik." Harry finally pushed away the big head that was licking his cheek frantically, and introduced to Hagrid.

"Perhaps in the eyes of some people, my thoughts are dangerous." Owen slowly stepped onto the lawn outside the castle. "After all, miracles that shock the world can be magic... or they can be fraud."

There was a nervous struggle and a low barking sound from inside the house, and then a deep voice: "Stay back, Yaya."

"So, although Hagrid lives a simple life, he is actually a hidden little rich man." Owen held his chin in one hand and casually threw a piece of homemade magic fire paper at the drooling dog tooth who wanted to pounce on him.

The fire paper turned into a ball of sparks on the big dog's face and disappeared. However, Yaya, who was unharmed, was startled and jumped up, almost knocking Harry to the ground.

"Oh, do you want some rock biscuits?" Hagrid looked uncomfortably at Owen, who was sitting elegantly on the chair. This guy looked out of place here. He raised his hand and scratched his head, and went to

There was a large pile of pancakes on the table that were as hard as rocks.

"Teaching magic does not come without a price. This is one of the basic rules of magicians." Owen narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Help me find a thing with special magic that appeared in Hogwarts this year. This is your tuition."

"More exposure to the sun is good for physical development." Owen stretched and looked at the pale skin on the back of his hand with some dissatisfaction, "Are you going to find Hagrid?"

"Together? Okay!" Harry's eyes lit up. He was worried that his fellow Slytherins didn't seem to like Hagrid very much. He felt very happy to have someone like Owen who supported him.

Harry entered the hut first. Owen peeked into the room and greeted him politely: "Hello, Mr. Hagrid."

Owen smiled and listened, responding occasionally, until the two stood in front of Hagrid's cabin door, and Harry knocked on the wooden door.

"Can I go with you?" Owen thought for a moment and asked. He was very interested in the magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest. After all, the inspiration and principles of many magic spells came from them. Let's get to know them in advance. From Hagrid

Ask there about the distribution of some creatures in the Forbidden Forest, and maybe you can get a map of the Forbidden Forest.

Harry also looked at Hagrid curiously, chewing on the rock cake with difficulty, his face filled with anticipation.

Without Owen's guidance again, after bringing up his favorite topic, Hagrid quickly started chatting in the face of the two people's expectant and curious eyes, and revealed countless magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest.

For example, the proud and loyal Hippogriff, the pure and beautiful Unicorn, the cute and well-behaved Acromantula, the timid and shy Bowtruckle, the Moon-Crazy Beast who likes to dance in the moonlight, and a large group of people who live in seclusion.

Horse people and so on.

Owen and Harry listened with great interest. After the topic was discussed, Owen took out his notes and recorded their general distribution on it, while Harry was telling Hagrid about the class situation in the past few days.

(End of chapter)