I, Hogwarts Second Week

"Freedom! FREEDOM!! FREEDOM!!!"

George put his hands in a trumpet shape in front of his mouth and shouted loudly.

The other little wizards were also encouraged.

The wind of freedom from Hufflepuff blew past Ravenclaw, past Gryffindor, and past Slytherin.

The whole place was excited.

For a moment, all kinds of strange slogans floated above the auditorium.

What——"The school is going to allow little wizards to enter the forbidden book area!" Ravenclaw's voice.

What - "The recipes in the kitchen are too monotonous, we need to add more recipes!" Hufflepuff's voice.

What - "Kick Gryffindor out of Hogwarts!" Slytherin's voice.

What - "Slytherin is dismissed!" Gryffindor's voice.

One after another!

Some people even shouted the slogan, "Kick the evil ruler Dumbledore out of Hogwarts!"

The professors on the faculty desk who were listening had black lines all over their heads and their faces were blue.

Especially the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Moody.

His only normal eye revealed deep doubts and surprise.

This Hogwarts—why was it so different from what he remembered?

I have only graduated less than fifty years ago, right?

Why has the current student atmosphere become like this?

"Comrades! Compatriots! Schoolmates!"

Owen, the fire belt master, raised his hands and called out affectionately, "Is life so precious that it is worth paying the price of shackles and slavery?

Merlin is on top, hurry up and stop them!

I don’t know what path others will choose, but for me, give me freedom or give me death! "

He roared loudly, with tears in his eyes!

This move infected countless little wizards. Everyone's burning blood boiled.

A group of wizards shouted with all their strength: "Give me freedom or give me death!"

“Give me freedom or give me death!!”

“Give me freedom or give me death!!!”

Mountains are roaring and tsunami is roaring, mountains are roaring and tsunami is roaring!

The exciting sound seemed like artillery that destroyed the remnants of the old era!

The sound shook! All monsters, monsters, and monsters will all lose their lives to the sky.

Yes, the clarion call to overthrow Dumbledore's rule began at this moment. Let us join hands to pay a funeral to this insidious, despicable principal who innocently deducted the little wizard's royalties!

"Ahem -" Finally, after watching a whole good show, Dumbledore spoke again calmly. Of course - the little wizard's shouts continued, but surprisingly, the old principal's The voice reached everyone's ears accurately and unmistakably, "Actually, besides this, there is one more thing I want to announce!"

Everyone ignored the old principal.

Keep shouting.

Old Dengtou continued, minding his own business: "The name of the final winner of the Annual Alchemy Contribution Award of "Today's Alchemy" was announced yesterday."

"Congratulations to Hogwarts' fourth-year wizard, Owen Sanchez, for winning this award. In addition to the trophy, there is also a generous bonus."

"Bonus?" Hearing this, Owen stood stunned on the chair.

Immediately showing disdain, "Alchemy Today"?

What kind of rubbish newspaper is that?

Haha - although it is a high-end academic journal, the number of subscribers to this type of newspaper is extremely rare. How much bonus can they prepare?

three hundred? Or five hundred?

Brother, are you in need of those three to five hundred people?

Old Deng saw the disdain in the corners of Owen's eyes. Behind his half-moon glasses, his blue eyes were full of smiles. "Because there haven't been many important inventions in alchemy for decades, this award has been in vain. Naturally, , and the bonuses are accumulating.”

"accumulation?"

Amid the roaring crowd, Owen and Dumbledore's voices were accurately conveyed to each other.

"How many can there be?" Owen jumped down from his chair.

Hearing the sound, the old principal raised two fingers slightly.

"two hundred?"

"Twenty thousand galleons!" said Dumbledore.

"???"

————"Shut your mouth!!!" Owen turned his head suddenly, pointed the wand at his neck, and said "loud voice" - the amplifying spell was activated.

In an instant, his voice was like thunder.

The enthusiastic little wizards felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on them, their faces turned red, and they stopped talking as if they were choking.

"How much?" Then, he quickly turned around and looked at Dumbledore with clear eyes.

"Oh - let me think about it." At this point, the old naughty principal pretended not to know anything.

He drawled in a long tone, with a calm and joking expression on his face, and then he slowly rummaged around for a long time and found nothing.

Just when Owen was about to stop, he suddenly showed an expression of realization, as if he had remembered something.

He looked down at his plate.

Then the silver plate was removed, and a letter was revealed.

"Well - to be precise." He opened the letter, "twenty-one thousand two hundred and fifty galleons."

"Um - yes, twenty-one thousand two hundred and fifty galleons."

"Hey hey hey!"

After hearing the most beautiful voice in his life, the originally clear-faced guy who didn't want Bilian now had a dog-legged and flattering smile.

In the shocked eyes of all the teachers and students in the school, the guy didn't care about his self-image. He suddenly pulled out his legs from the long table, and then ran all the way, like a butterfly in bloom, jumping to the front of the podium. .

Until then, the guy's speed had not stopped.

The greasy expression on my face is like squeezing out animal oil!

Professor McGonagall had no doubt that Owen would swoop over and bite Dumbledore's age-stained face!

Fortunately, as the principal of Hogwarts, Old Dengtou maintained his reserve.

He stretched out his hand and covered Owen's face.

"You are my grandma."

Wenda:?

"I will write a letter to grandpa right away and ask him to come back and marry you!"

Through the gap between Dumbledore's fingers, Owen's fiery eyes could light a candle.

"No need." The corner of Dumbledore's mouth twitched, "Please recover, I still like your unruly look just now."

"Okay grandma, no problem grandma, just listen to your grandma. If you ask me to go east, I will never go west. If you ask me to chase the dog, I will never steal the chicken!"

Say, whoever you don’t like, I guarantee he won’t see the sun tomorrow! "

"Haha." The corners of the old principal's mouth rose crazily, and he almost choked. "Call me grandpa," he said.

"Okay grandpa, no problem grandpa, have you eaten? Grandpa, are you full? Grandpa, I'll go to the kitchen and give you some more!"

oh! Look at my brain. "He suddenly put his hand into his pocket, and after some searching, he took out a large box of chocolates, "Try this, Italian wine chocolate, I bought it in Milan. "

"Leave it alone!" the old principal said stiffly, but when he turned around and thought about it, he suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at Owen, "Did you buy it in Milan?"

"You smuggled yourself to Europe?"

"Well -" Owen was speechless for a while, and his face gradually became embarrassed.

Knock - I forgot about this, I was too happy.

"Come to my office later!" Dumbledore said seriously.

But at this time, he had no plans to defend Irving on this topic.

I have already lost enough face today.

leftover.

Just--throw it away tomorrow!

He waved his hand and Filch, the Hogwarts administrator, pushed a cabinet and slowly walked in from the side door next to the podium.

Dumbledore stepped forward and lifted up the gray cloth covering the cabinet with a wave of his hand.

Then a huge trophy, dozens of inches tall, appeared in everyone's sight.

It was in the shape of a palm made of pure gold, and in the palm was a trophy with a mysterious bright red color that looked like a huge gemstone like a heart.

Next to the trophy is a book with a solid gold cover - "Ancient Alchemy Revealed"

"Wow." Everyone exclaimed.

The meaning of this alchemy trophy is very clear. The palm-shaped base symbolizes the winner's mastery of alchemy. The gem in the hand is shaped like a magic stone, and is shaped like the highest achievement in alchemy, highlighting the extraordinary nature of the trophy. .

The entire structure is made of gold.

Gold, this is the most mysterious metal in alchemy.

"In the name of Nico Flamel." Dumbledore raised the trophy from the cabinet, "I award you the Sage's Cup in recognition of your great achievements in the universal promotion of alchemy and the improvement of alchemical experiments. "

The old principal solemnly handed the trophy to Owen.

But it wasn't Owen who was waiting for him to reach out and catch it.

But - "Wait a minute!"

"Just a little bit!"

With that said, Owen raised his hand to stop the trophy that the old principal stretched out.

Then he turned around and groped wildly in his pocket for something.

After a while.

He looked happy and took out two different medals from his pocket.

A golden one with his name engraved on it was the special contribution to the school award that Owen received in the first grade.

The second medal was obviously much more luxurious, with a golden medal with a purple ribbon, a sword and a wand engraved on the medal, and a lion representing Camelot at the bottom.

That sword is very interesting.

The wand is interesting too.

It is not the kind of long sword in the Middle Ages. Of course, King, the era when King Arthur was active was not the Middle Ages. The sword is vaguely engraved with countless magic patterns, just like Gryffindor's sword. Obviously, this is not Human creations are most likely made by goblins or elves.

The Sword of Victory from the Lady of the Lake.

As for the wand, Archmage Merlin's wand is not the wand used by modern wizards. Although the Ollivander family, the master wand makers, have been making wands since BC, its format is constantly being improved.

Merlin's wand is more like a scepter. The hollow wooden wand is quite tall, almost as long as King Arthur's sword.

Camelot behind him is tall and majestic. The center of the medal is circular, and the names of many people are carefully carved on the edges.

Arthur, Gawain, Geraint, Gareth, Kay, Bedivere, Percival, Lancelot, etc.

Second Class Order of Merlin!

Although Owen doesn't understand why the Medal of Merlin is full of traces of Camelot, this does not hinder his highest honor as a wizard.

He got this for protecting the little wizard from the dementors at the beginning of school last year.

Owen had a cheerful smile on his face.

He put both medals around his neck, then waved his hand, "Hey! Colin, come on! Take a picture for my buddy!"

Colin was obviously confused when Owen called his name!

He stood up instinctively and ran over with the camera in hand.

Only then did Owen take the Sage's Cup from Dumbledore's hand.

"Click!" The camera faithfully recorded this scene.

A picture of Owen brazenly showing the same smile as Lockhart, Dumbledore's face twitching with black lines, and the professors behind him covering their faces and hurriedly turning their heads away. A classic photo of reincarnation was born.

This photo will be published permanently in "History of Magic"!

Even under the joint accusations from professors and Dumbledore, the publisher did not bow its head. They stubbornly published the photo in the biography of Owen by modern wizards in "The History of Magic".

For this reason, the two parties often confronted each other.

Of course, this is all for later.

Time returns to the present, in the eyes of a group of young wizards, with seven parts contempt, two parts envy, and one part resentment.

Amid the gestures of international goodwill held high by Gemini and those he knew well.

Amidst the boos in the Slow Auditorium.

The unforgettable, enjoyable and rewarding opening ceremony of 1994 is finally over! (laugh)

————

The next morning, the storm that had lasted all day had subsided, but the ceiling of the auditorium was still clouded with mist.

When Owen and Hannah arrived at the auditorium, large blue-gray thick clouds were rolling overhead.

Harry, Ron and Hermione were having breakfast and studying their timetables for the term.

Of course, it was Hermione who was mainly talking, while her two pendants were listening.

Not far away, a few seats away from them, were Fred, George and Lee Jordan.

The three people were discussing what magic spells could be used to make themselves older, and then they could pass through and participate in the Triwizard Tournament.

In fact, the little wizards throughout the auditorium were discussing this topic.

Those senior wizards who were of the same age were all secretly happy, and everyone had a good feeling that they were about to become warriors.

"Good morning!" George and Fred greeted Owen.

The next moment he appeared, the two of them were running over.

"Tell me about it." George asked urgently.

"You must have a way, right? You can increase our age!"

"What age?" Owen responded ignorantly.

"Come on! I'm seventeen!" Fred said seriously: "We must participate in the competition!"

"That's right!" The young wizards beside him said in unison.

"What competition?" Owen continued to pretend.

"Fuck you!" George was very angry. "Dumbledore bought you for twenty thousand gold galleons?"

"Stop!" Owen raised his hand to stop George, "Do you want to listen to what you are saying?"

"What did I say?" George was stunned for a moment, and then continued: "Dumbledore spent 20,000."

knock!

Twenty thousand!

That's 20,000 gold galleons. If you give it to them, they can avoid participating in the competition!

Suddenly George and Fred became frustrated.

Because they found that instead of scolding Irving, if such a thing happened to themselves, they would make the same choice as Irving.

"What's the first class in the morning?" Owen asked Hannah after crossing the twins and walking to the dining table.

"Herbology class, with Gryffindor." Hannah, holding Sirocco, said depressedly.

"The first period of school is Professor Sprout's class." Owen stuffed a piece of bread covered in jam into his mouth. "The professor who arranged the classes finally knew to separate Gryffindor and Slytherin."

As he said that, Hermione suddenly walked over.

Owen turned to look at her, bit the apple in his hand and said, "What's wrong, Miss Granger? Come and borrow money!"

"I'm telling you, there's no door!"

"."

Hermione's face was covered with black lines. This guy should really drown in the sea of ​​​​Jingalon to save the weather from her.

"I don't care about your stinky money!" She said in a stiff tone.

"That point?" Owen watched her sit on a bench some distance away from them.

"That's twenty thousand! Twenty thousand!" He added a few more words.

"Do you know what Mr. Weasley's annual salary is?"

"Do you know how much the poor migrant workers in those shops in Diagon Alley earn in a month?"

"Do you know that I pay Dobby more than most wizards?"

"You don't know. Before you foolishly prepare to establish some kind of 'House Elf Rights Promotion Association', I want to say, can we stop pointing fingers from the moral high ground?"

"???"

Hermione was confused.

"You changed the subject too quickly," she said, "and I didn't want to set up some 'house-elf rights promotion association.' Where did you hear that from?"

"I read the script!" Owen took a bite of the meat pie, "You're going to talk about this in the next chapter."

"."

What the hell next chapter.

Do you think this is some kind of novel?

Hermione rolled her eyes at him.

Owen continued to talk to stop her from borrowing money, "Mr. Weasley's annual salary is more than seven hundred galleons.

An ordinary Diagon Alley worker, such as at Borgin-Bock's store, can only get a pitiful amount of more than twenty galleons a month. Of course, as your working hours increase, your wages may increase. .

My weekly salary for Dobby is twenty-seven galleons. "

"stop!"

"I'm not here to ask that." Hermione was interrupted by Owen's garbled words.

She almost forgot what she was here to do.

And - Miss Granger's eyes became slightly serious.

This was the first time she heard about wizards' hourly wages, annual salaries, and the living conditions of ordinary wizards.

Twenty gold galleons a month.

Seriously, the money is ridiculously low.

She doesn't know anything else.

But those magic items that little wizards need to buy.

Although Hogwarts does not charge tuition, room and board, other things cost money.

Robes, wands, brooms, scales, crucibles, and books are all purchased by students themselves.

Even a complete set of glass bottles costs five galleons.

Excluding the broomstick, her first year spent over sixty galleons just to buy everything on the list.

The second year is even more outrageous, because every Lockhart book is very expensive, the lowest one costs five galleons.

An ordinary person who can only earn twenty galleons a month - Hermione shook her head.

Fortunately, this is a magical world.

Otherwise most people would starve to death.

“That’s why there’s a World Cup and, partly, why there’s a Final Four.

My dear Miss Granger. "

Suddenly, Owen's voice sounded in her ears like some kind of sigh.