I, Hogwarts Second Week

"I can't understand." Slughorn looked very excited, his eyes a little aggressive.

What Owen said seemed to him to be too outrageous.

Wizards should abide by the tradition observed since the time of Merlin - hide themselves.

Although currently due to the war, they have been completely exposed.

But - the wizard should not continue to widen the cracks in the 'invisibility cloak' he wears.

As for the threat Owen said, it made him even more angry.

"I can't believe what Dumbledore has been teaching at Hogwarts all these years!"

"Such a deterrent is a provocation. How can you ensure that the situation will not develop in a worse direction."

"All great works require sacrifice, so what do we have to fear?" Irving said indifferently. His tone was as indifferent as the gentle wind outside the window.

"You seem to be betting on the fate of wizards all over the world." Slughorn was already very unhappy. In his eyes, Owen at this moment was no different from a man who must not be named directly.

"Then I'm glad we got the biggest hand."

"Where are the cards?"

"I!"

The boy knocked on the round table, "That's it-"

"Child." Slughorn took a deep breath and looked at Owen again, "Decades ago, there was a wizard as confident and powerful as you, but -"

Everyone present knew who the wizard Slughorn was talking about. On the other hand, they would never doubt that Owen's future achievements would be lower than that wizard.

"Professor, there is an old saying in the Ming Dynasty, which is: a lesson learned from the past is a guide for those behind you." Owen said with a smile.

"Besides - failure is called rebellion, success should be called revolution."

He held up a finger and said, "I feel that the world needs a serious revolution right now."

Slughorn looked at Owen. He had no idea why Owen did what he did, so he ignored the professor's reserve and asked directly: "What are you going to do?"

"Don't get excited, Professor." Owen picked up the juice on the table. The juice in the goblet was sweet and sour, like beer, and still had bubbles. He took a sip, and the milky white color stuck to his lips.

Owen said while wiping away the bubbles: "I just hope that in the future - a joint human government composed of wizards and Muggles, wizards can take a dominant position."

"What?" Slughorn's eyes widened. He wanted to destroy the current world structure so unabashedly. How was this behavior different from Voldemort and the saints?

This is blasphemy, a blasphemy against wizard tradition, something only a dark wizard would say!

He unconsciously shifted his gaze from Owen to the others, especially Miss Granger and Harry Potter.

When he discovered that the two people didn't seem to show much surprise at Owen's words, he was immediately shocked!

This shows that these two people also agree with Owen's deviant ideas.

even--

A bold idea suddenly came to Slughorn's mind.

Perhaps the silver-haired boy in front of him was the leader among these young wizards, and they had established an organization unknown to him, just like when Tom established the predecessor of the Death Eaters in school.

"Child." Slughorn forced himself, forcing his expression not to be so perverse, "The tradition of wizards is to hide. This whole set of laws has been implemented for nearly five hundred years, and it has always been safe. Why do you What if you want to change it?”

"Because it is out of date, Professor." Owen said flatly, "Wizards, Muggles, and we have spent too much energy on building this false 'invisibility cloak'."

"The Ministry of Magic and the Federation are simply puppets. They are just for the purpose of enforcing the Statute of Secrecy. They are neither a wizarding government nor assume the functions of a wizarding government. The future of wizards is to do things in a bubble. The sweet dream of picking up flowers in the morning and evening will never end.”

"And what about Muggles? They profoundly show the lower limit of human morality, and they stage stories of war and killing over and over again on this planet. They need a third party to unite and guide them, and wizards also need a greater survival Space, don’t continue to drown in the dream.”

"I think the two sides are completely complementary, and win-win cooperation is the best way out."

"But - have you ever thought about the crisis this will bring?" Slughorn interrupted.

"Everything has risks." Owen said casually, "You might even choke to death if you drink water!"

"But compared with the possible gains, I think this is completely acceptable." He waved his hand to stop Slughorn's next words, "You should be more than one hundred and thirty years old this year, if - I mean, if Muggles and wizards can really cooperate, when you are one hundred and fifty years old, you can sit on the castle on Mars and discuss with me the rights and wrongs of the past twenty years. Do you think such a future is worth the risks? Is this risk still considered a risk?”

“The earth is just the cradle of mankind, do we have to live in the cradle forever?

What I can't understand the most is why the wizard doesn't look up at the stars? Why do we have to huddle up in a small scattered gathering place that seems to be given to us by Muggles and live the same life for thousands of years?

Are we Indians? Scalped by a Muggle? "

Owen crossed his hands and looked beyond Slughorn to the window behind him. "In my imagination, the future should be an era of stars and seas where all human beings are unified, prosperous, advance technology, and colonize the universe. I think so The time will come soon.”

"No - such a terrible idea will definitely attract countless wizards to stop it." Slughorn shouted.

Hearing the sound, Owen smiled. He leaned forward, spread his crossed hands, put his left palm against his cheek, and raised his head slightly.

Her long hair was tied into a ponytail across her neck and down to her chest.

At this moment, his whole body was blooming with unparalleled charm, and a soul-stirring invisible light enveloped everyone present.

That feeling - just like Veela, but more advanced than Veela's charm.

"Professor-" His lips and teeth were slightly open, and he spoke in a lazy tone, "Do you think this is discussing with you?"

"?" Slughorn was startled, "What do you mean?"

"Look around, Professor." Owen raised the corners of his mouth and glanced at the other people around him.

Slughorn also followed Owen's eyes and looked at the others.

Looking around, everyone present, needless to say, Hermione, Harry, Hannah, and Ron, most of them had expressions as if nothing had happened.

And those Slytherins—the Slytherins who were supposed to be hostile to other houses, all had dull expressions on their faces at this moment.

Those pure bloods - the children of pure blood families who should insist on defending the wizarding tradition.

Those high-ranking purebloods who would never agree to work under the same roof as Muggles actually acquiesced at this moment.

"this--"

Slughorn suffered a huge blow.

This shocked him even more than Owen's rebellious words just now.

The houses are naturally at odds with each other, especially Gryffindor and Slytherin. Even if both sides just make normal remarks, the other side will take the opportunity to tear down the tower.

He has never seen the four major colleges maintain support at the same time.

this.

Slughorn suddenly felt that it was not a good thing for him to easily agree to Dumbledore's return to coach again.

"You should have investigated the O.W.L. test scores of this class of young wizards!" Owen said appropriately. "Although the recent events in Europe have focused the attention of the global media on the war, the Daily Prophet still uses I went to several main pages and reported on the exam results for a week.”

""British Golden Generation Breaking History" - I think this evaluation is quite objective.

So - I'm not consulting you, I'm expounding on a point on a river.

Times have changed, Professor.

The wizards sitting here now. Owen pointed to his side, "They are the future directors of all levels of the Ministry of Magic, the Minister of Magic, the directors of all levels of the Federation, and the president of the Federation."

I have always felt that Miss Granger had the potential to be the British Prime Minister. "He smiled, "We will soon see the arrival of a great era. "

"You guys." Slughorn looked at the other little wizards blankly. He finally felt the terror that Owen said.

Yes Yes! ! !

The children in front of him were far more outstanding than students from any era in history.

Even Tom back then was just a self-admired genius.

There is no exaggeration like a hundred flowers blooming now.

Think about it - if every dark wizard among the Death Eaters has Tom's strength, then there's nothing they can't do!

"Do you all agree with what he said? He wants to start a revolution in the wizarding world?" He did not ask Hermione or Harry, but asked Ron, Neville, Ernie and other pure-blood wizards. .

"Uh-" Ron shrugged. He had not thought about this, but-" Being able to build a castle on Mars sounds pretty good. George and Fred have modified many Muggle machines, and I think they are all successful. Combining magic and technology, I think this is a good path.”

Ron had seen the Twins invent the war mecha - although the 'ancient puppet' (war mecha) is now just sitting in the alchemy workshop of Hogsmeade village, eating ashes, it is undeniable that even a wizard can You will be impressed by driving this steel war mech.

Even if other than Owen, no one else can drive at all.

But just watching the battle with the giant was enough to make them unforgettable.

So, Ron is open to that.

"Well - Muggles have a lot of medical machines, and Professor Victor said some of them are very useful." Neville scratched his head and said, "I spent some time in the Rozier Magical Invalid Hospital in Paris and saw those improvements with my own eyes. The magic machine has saved many people, and there is nothing wrong with wizards and Muggles cooperating, Professor."

"I have nothing to say, Owen is the boss of our Hufflepuffs, and our entire school will support whatever he wants to do!" Ernie slapped the table and said, "I have long disliked Rufus Scrimgeour. Look at what the successive Ministers of the Ministry of Magic have been like - the cowardly Connery Fudge, the cruel Barty Crouch, and now there's the clever Rufus Scrimgeour. !

Humph - at Owen's word, we'll take Rufus Scrimgeour's place. They can all sit in the Minister of Magic's chair, and I think we can too! "

"That's right!" Hannah cheered and supported.

"The Minister of Magic is causing trouble for us!" said Ernie.

"That's true." Ron nodded.

"We should support a minister who is completely on our side," Harry said.

He was simmering with anger over being used as a pawn by Rufus Scrimgeour for a summer vacation.

He has finally figured it out. The current Minister of Magic is also an idiot. He may be better than the previous two, but he is certainly not much better.

"Now that most of the Aurors in the Ministry of Magic have gone to support Europe, it seems like a good time to seize power!" Ginny's eyes lit up and she suddenly said.

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone looked at her.

Good guy - you're serious, Zhen!

"Oh - then we have to be wary of the Ministry of Magic's secret fire elf army." Luna said seriously.

"There is no fire elf army at all!" Qiu Zhang said with a frown.

"Yes. After Fudge died, he handed over the command of the fire elf army to Rufus Scrimgeour, who he single-handedly promoted." The elf girl said stubbornly.

"." Qiu Zhang immediately chose to shut up. Obviously, she and Luna should have argued about this topic.

And neither side occupies the high ground of the other's IQ.

"enough!!!"

Slughorn gasped and shouted.

The fat on his face and waist trembled because of the loud shout.

"Deviant! Deviant!!!"

"How audacious! How audacious!!!"

"What did I hear! How dare you plot to overthrow the Ministry of Magic? Merlin - what on earth has Dumbledore been teaching you all these years! What!!!"

"I couldn't believe my ears."

"Calm down, Professor." Owen said happily.

Of course he would not admit that he was the one who started the bandit spirit in Hogwarts.

I can only say little wizard!

It was just a blank piece of paper - after five years of scribbling on it, it was finally all black.

"Calm down, calm down."

"Young man - you are young and energetic, and you are bragging. This doesn't violate any laws, right? Why are you so angry?"

"Angry?" Slughorn glared, "I want to have a talk with Dumbledore right away! A long talk!"

With that said, he stood up and left his seat, pushed open the door of the carriage with a bang, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Uh" Owen rubbed his head, why is this professor's psychological quality so low?

"Owen."

Hermione turned to look at him at this moment. The little witch had been silent just now and did not speak.