A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 24 Gryffindor nemesis?

Chapter 24 Gryffindor’s Nemesis?

"Owen, I heard that you single-handedly blocked the door of the Gryffindor common room yesterday and gave them a severe lesson?"

"No, let Peeves beat them up and escape unscathed, and those idiots can only follow you and eat ashes!"

"How did you make Peeves obey? That's cool!"

"Those idiots in Gryffindor are looking for you everywhere. Maybe they have to stuff their heads into the toilet and flush them to cool down their dizzy brains with anger..."

"..."

The next morning, a large circle of little wizards gathered around Owen, asking him questions about yesterday's deeds with great interest.

As the saying goes, good things are not famous but bad things spread thousands of miles. What Owen did at the door of the Gryffindor common room has spread throughout Hogwarts.

Owen twitched the corner of his mouth. He didn't want this kind of fame at all. He looked troublesome when he heard it. After finally getting rid of most of the people, he still had to face the jokes from his friends.

"If you work harder, maybe you can get a title in the future, such as Gryffindor's nemesis or something like that." Blaise Zabini said with a smile as he watched the fun.

"I can testify that Owen was just an accident." Daphne revealed a pair of smiling eyes from behind the book, "When we were all doing enlightenment education, Owen was reading the magic book, and when we finally decided to read it before the start of school,

While flipping through textbooks, Owen was obsessed with juggling, making props, and raising pigeons..."

"Well, when I was learning these, other people were probably learning addition, subtraction, multiplication and division." Owen said thoughtfully.

"Oh, he can't scare me, I just didn't sleep well." Draco raised his chin arrogantly, but his eyes were a little wandering, "I have a lot of patience."

"But, have you really previewed all the knowledge points in the first five grades?" She hesitated for a moment and finally asked. She has been struggling with this matter for a week.

She blinked her beautiful eyes at Owen and said with a smile, "It seems I have to work harder."

Owen shook his head. He knew some things about Bloody Barrow, but he didn't like to talk about people's privacy behind their backs.

Daphne buried her head in the book and snickered, her body trembling slightly, and her smooth forehead exposed outside the book turned slightly red.

"Then...are there many people like you?" Hermione curled her hair unconsciously and began to look anxious.

Theodore opened his half-closed eyes and looked at him blankly: "Well... what did you say?"

"Me!" Daphne picked up her schoolbag neatly and said as if she was complaining or joking: "I don't understand how you all learned..."

"But, Owen, you did do something great, but you're just not as ostentatious as you are." Daphne smiled slyly and brought back the topic of running away.

"Comparing patience with a ghost?" Daphne held her fair cheek with one hand, smiling in her blue eyes, "Bloody Barrow has been at Hogwarts for hundreds of years, and he is very proficient in scary kung fu... He

Knows how to scare people better than anyone."

When he came to the reading area, Daphne and Harry were already sitting there. In addition, there was Miss Hermione Granger. At this time, she was talking to Harry in a low voice as loud as a whisper.

, it seems that the two of them are already very familiar with each other.

"Okay." Blaise shrugged and looked at Theodore Nott, who was always on the edge holding stones. "Theodore, do you want to play a game of wizard chess?"

Owen's expression was slightly strange. Could it be that the original trio could still get together? But where was Ron Weasley?

He sat down aside, and Harry whispered: "Owen, as you remember, this is Hermione." He recently came to the library to check a lot of information, and almost every time he met Hermione here, and she was still there.

She provided him with a lot of help in his studies. Over time, the two of them became friends.

"I think this title is not that stupid." Draco yawned, his eyes darkening slightly. Last night, he was frightened half to death by Bloody Barrow on the way back, and he spent the whole night doing this.

Nightmare.

Harry also started to suppress a laugh and shrugged his shoulders.

Draco pouted and swaggered around with Crabbe and Goyle.

"Tsk, Draco, you are almost as weak as Theodore." Owen looked at him and tried to change the subject, "I think you'd better find a time to apologize to Mr. Barrow. Why bother talking to Mr. Barrow?"

Where is his rivalry?"

"I was just passing by..." Owen spread his hands, not wanting to explain anymore, "I'm going to the library, do any of you want to come with me?"

"Of course, I think there is no one in the same grade who doesn't know Miss Know-It-All." Owen said with a relaxed smile on his face.

"I was shocked too." Harry nodded in agreement, and then added, "But it's really powerful." Although he had a good impression of Gryffindor, he didn't have much friendship with him now.

"I'll go too!" Harry glanced at Draco. He didn't want to stay with him for the past two days and argue about what he had and what he didn't.

Daphne is also a smart and studious little witch. Her performance in class has always been among the best. She is about the same as Harry, but she is overshadowed by guys like Owen and Hermione who are much better than others.

"Of course, oh, now I have started to read the sixth grade textbook." Owen said truthfully.

"I don't want to explain to others that it was Peeves' own initiative." Owen tapped the table with his left index finger and smiled lazily, "Okay, that's what I did. I started school.

I subdued Peeves on the first day, and I asked him to play pranks on people. The purpose was to show off his power, and finally get the title of Gryffindor's nemesis..."

The library of Hogwarts has the most comprehensive collection of books in the British wizarding world. The content of the books covers all aspects and has an unparalleled attraction for any wizard who is interested in delving into the field of magic.

He wandered among the bookshelves, and finally selected a copy of "Analysis of Advanced Charm Principles" and held it in his arms. Recently, while practicing spells and transfiguration, he also began to preview the knowledge for sixth and seventh grade, which required a lot of information.

Fill your own knowledge reserve.

"If it would be more acceptable to say it this way." Owen opened the book in his hand nonchalantly.

Hermione was holding a large thick book, a blush appeared on her face under her long, messy brown hair, and then she turned her head and glared at Owen, giving him a fierce but harmless look.

"Few students know what the greatest treasure they lose after graduation is." Owen sighed softly as he looked around at the thousands of neatly arranged bookshelves in the library.

Hermione rolled her eyes slightly. After hearing what Owen said, she began to believe that it was just a coincidence.

"Merlin's beard! On such a wonderful weekend, you actually want to bury it in the library?" Blaise sighed exaggeratedly.

"I will not apologize for mistakes that I did not make." Draco's face was deep, but he looked like a child pretending to be an adult.

"Who told you to speak so freely?" Blaise said, "Although no one knows where the blood on his body came from, you must have rubbed salt into his wounds... maybe he died on his own.

He probably doesn’t like to remember the way he died?”

"I think you are also famous for challenging Gryffindor's Mr. Shafik single-handedly." Hermione retorted.

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, and then couldn't help but glare at Owen again. She finally knew that this guy was teasing her when he said such things on the train. Fortunately, she had been worried about it for a week, and her hair was pulled out by herself.

A lot fell off.

"Don't worry, your hair can still last for a few years, I think." Owen understood the little witch's undisguised expression and said with a smile.

Hermione took a deep breath and felt her fist become hard for the first time. She didn't expect that someone could be so irritating!

At this time, Mrs. Pince, the librarian, turned around with a feather duster and made them stop talking.

(End of chapter)

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