A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 22 The Savior’s Brain Circuit

The big dog named Fang rested his head on Harry's thigh, drooling all over his robes, and glanced sideways at Owen with a pair of black eyes. He looked very timid, but

Eager to try again.

Owen was writing and drawing in his notebook with a quill, and he occasionally raised his head to glance at the dog. There was no need to learn Legilimency, he was sure that the dog was trying to pounce on him. It seemed that when it was next to its owner, it would

The guy got a lot more courageous.

Remembering that there was still some unfinished food in his pocket that Mrs. Norris was picky about, Owen turned it out. The food was packed carefully in plastic paper so that not a drop of oil would leak out.

He opened the paper package and threw it on the ground. The big dog smelled the smell, pounced on it and swallowed it in three or two mouthfuls. Then he squatted on the ground and stuck out his tongue and flicked his tail wildly, fanning the air.

"Tsk, be good, let's play." Owen raised his hand and patted its head, with a lazy smile on his face, and pointed his finger towards Harry.

Then Harry, who was talking enthusiastically to Hagrid, was thrown to the ground.

"Okay, Fang, don't make trouble." Harry got up, adjusted his glasses that were crooked to one side, and continued chatting with Hagrid.

"...In short, the professors in all subjects are very friendly to me, and so is the dean, although he is stern... I also made many friends in the college..."

"Oh, I know, I know everything..." Hagrid looked at Harry and his eyes became tear-filled again, as if he was looking at a poor little boy who was in a difficult situation but forced a smile on his family and friends, "You're sure

You've suffered a lot, that academy...how can you stay there?"

"I don't know, nothing has happened to the Sorting Hat before..." Hagrid said hesitantly, "And it has always been placed in the principal's office. It is impossible for anyone to hide it from Dumbledore."

Owen looked up at him and was too lazy to speak. Anyway, after Voldemort and his followers appeared in Slytherin, Hagrid had a bit of a psychological shadow on this academy.

The smile at the corner of Owen's mouth deepened a little, and he analyzed seriously: "Is he trying to get close to you and lead you into a dark wizard who hates Muggles? But generally speaking, as long as you don't change and waver, then the academy will have no influence on you.

It’s very slim, so the possibility is unlikely. Do you want to protect you? It’s okay but there’s no need to send you to a college that’s not suitable for you.”

"I think the Sorting Hat must be an old fool, Slytherin? How dare it think so? Your father and your mother are both outstanding wizards in Gryffindor. When I first saw you, I knew you were the same as you.

Dad is exactly the same, both in appearance and personality. Of course, his eyes are like your mother's..."

"Hagrid, I'm not abused! Although they really don't want to talk to me, they don't starve me." Harry pulled out the stack of newspapers. As expected, they were all about himself, "Enter Slytherin"

It wasn’t me who chose it, it was the Sorting Hat who told me where I fit in, although I don’t know where I fit in...” He did feel out of place in all aspects.

But if the Sorting Hat has been tampered with, everything will become clear.

At this point, Owen paused. According to this explanation, Professor Snape might have to bear the blame.

"That makes sense! No wonder I always feel so inconsistent!" Harry stood up in a hurry, almost throwing Fang out of his lap.

"Voldemort!" Harry jumped up as if there were springs under his feet.

"As for the identity of that person, you need to guess by yourself. For example, your enemy? Or..."

He shook his head with a smile and continued: "Of course, there is another possibility, such as..." He pointed to the newspaper in Harry's hand, "Driving a wedge between you and Dumbledore. After all, many people speculate that you will

Even if Dumbledore turns against him or something, even if it doesn't go to this point, they may become estranged from each other. Without Dumbledore's protection, the enemy will be able to deal with you more easily."

"Also, I don't want revenge at all, nor do I reject Muggles! If you would rather believe these damn newspapers... Oh, and there is also the fact that I am actually a dark wizard..."

"Wait, what could the Sorting Hat be confused by?" Harry's eyes lit up, and his thinking became clearer than ever before, "Like magic or something? I mean, if someone wants me to enter a certain academy..."

"Well, the person who knows you best is yourself. If you really feel that you should not belong to Slytherin and feel that someone has tampered with the Sorting Hat, you might as well think about that person's purpose and identity first.

"

Hearing this name, Hagrid's huge body shrank: "Don't... don't say this name..."

"But Dumbledore won't always be in the principal's office, right? On the day of the sorting ceremony, it was taken out of the principal's office, and there was a period of time where it was easy to be manipulated..." Harry felt that his idea was coming to his mind. Yes, for sure.

Someone is playing some conspiracy!

Owen, who had always been an interested listener, opened his mouth and was a little stunned for the first time. What kind of strange brain circuit is this? Is the savior's little head full of question marks?

Sure enough, does the savior want to take a different path? Owen quickly drank a sip of tea to calm down his shock.

"Actually, I really haven't been wronged. On the contrary, I'm still...popular." Harry sighed helplessly, "Although there are a small group of people who are reluctant to have anything to do with me, but I promise that it's just...

Small group of people, they all stay away from me."

Seeing Hagrid's still doubtful expression, Harry turned his attention to Owen, who was standing aside with a strange expression. Thinking that he was always extremely smart and had novel and pertinent insights on many things, Harry asked: "Owen, what do you think about this?

"

"Hagrid, you said he can't die, right? Maybe Voldemort is nearby, plotting revenge and a comeback..." Harry was immersed in his own thoughts and could no longer hear what Hagrid was saying.

What's up.

"Then, that person is more likely to target you. Is it because you are assigned to Slytherin House because it will be easier to observe and contact you? Then you have to consider the relationship between this person and this house.

"

"Owen, please don't say such things, okay?" When Harry mentioned this, he thought of the newspapers that published him, and his soles almost cramped with embarrassment. "Hagrid, don't believe those words in the newspapers. If you

Do you mind if I..."

"No, no, I don't mind which house you are in at all...if that's your choice." Hagrid quickly glanced at the stack of newspapers under the teapot's warm cover from the corner of his eye.

"A good boy like you will definitely be wronged when you get there. Dumbledore doesn't know what to do..." At this point, Hagrid blew his nose loudly again.

"To be honest, I didn't even know you suffered so much abuse in that Muggle home. I should have gone to see you a long time ago. I should have turned all three of them into big fat pigs... No wonder you want to take revenge.

Them, but don't involve innocent people, don't be led astray, Harry, if..."

These days, Harry has searched a lot of information, met many students from the same school, and learned some common sense about the wizarding world from others. But no matter how he thought about it, he never found that he had the characteristics that fit Slytherin.

It once made him wonder if he really had any hidden talent.

"No, no, no, how could it be? You are the hero who defeated the mysterious man!" Hagrid said loudly, "The Sorting Hat must have made a mistake, even though it has always said that it has never made a mistake in sorting the house for thousands of years.

But that doesn’t mean it won’t get confused, maybe it’s just confused by something…”

Owen touched the corners of his lips with his fingers, with an interesting smile on his face. He glanced at Harry with his clear and slightly smiling black eyes, and lightly tapped the table with his left index finger, using a soothing and clear expression.

said in a tone of voice:

"It's because he's very popular." Owen added with a smile, glancing at Harry with a smile, "After all, Harry is a potential stock in the future. Who doesn't want to establish a good relationship with him in advance?"

"I don't know." Hagrid also rubbed his hands doubtfully, "The Sorting Hat cannot be bribed. But if a wizard is smart enough, he may be able to use the Confusion Curse to affect it... even though it belongs to Gryffindor.

Relics are very powerful magic items, but after all they are just creations of wizards."

"No, maybe it's just one of his hidden followers who wants to take revenge on you or something..." Hagrid said.

"Harry, listen! I will go and talk to Dumbledore. If someone really does this, you must be careful!" Hagrid also began to believe it, and he told Harry with a serious face.

Harry nodded solemnly, feeling that his situation was very dangerous.

Owen made a fist with his right hand and covered his lips, coughed slightly, and almost laughed uncontrollably.

(End of chapter)