A ruined Hogwarts

"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 get away unharmed, and those idiots can only follow you and eat ashes!"

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

"Those idiots in Gryffindor are looking for trouble 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 troubled 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." Blaise Zabini laughed at the fun.

"I think this title is not an ordinary stupid one." Draco yawned, his eyes darkening slightly. Last night, on his way back, he was frightened half to death by Bloody Barro and had a nightmare all night long.

"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?"

"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."

"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 proficient in scary kung fu... He Knows how to scare people better than anyone.”

"I will not apologize for mistakes 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 added salt to his wounds... maybe he died on his own. He probably didn’t like to remember the way he died?”

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

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

"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 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?"

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

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

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

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.

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

Draco pouted and swaggered around with Crabbe and Goyle.

"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?"

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

…

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.

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

He wandered among the bookshelves, and finally selected "Analysis of Advanced Charm Principles" and held it in his arms. Recently, while practicing spells and transfiguration, he has also begun to prepare for sixth and seventh grade knowledge. He needs a lot of information to fill his knowledge reserve.

When he reached the reading area, Daphne and Harry were already sitting there, along with Miss Hermione Granger. At this time, she was discussing something with Harry in a low voice, as loud as a whisper. It seemed that the two of them were already very familiar with each other.

Owen looked a little weird. Could the original trio still get together? But where is 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. It provided him with a lot of help in his studies. Over time, the two became friends.

"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.

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.

"I think you are also famous for challenging Gryffindor's Mr. Shafiq single-handedly." Hermione shot back.

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

"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 others. The purpose was to show off his power, and finally get the title of Gryffindor's nemesis..."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I can testify that Owen was just an accident." Daphne revealed a pair of smiling eyes like crescent moons 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..."

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, then couldn't help but glare at Owen again. She finally realized that this guy was kidding her when he said such things on the train. Fortunately, she was worried about it for a week and even tore out a lot of her hair.

"Don't worry, your hair can last for a few more 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.