I, Hogwarts Second Week

"But I guess that book doesn't just belong to the Half-Blood Prince."

"What do you mean?" Hermione said.

"Look at the signature, dear." Owen said, "If you were the Half-Blood Prince, would you write: Will this book always belong only to the Half-Blood Prince?"

"Well -" Hermione paused, then suddenly realized what Owen meant.

——Forever only belongs to—— This sentence is too strong.

When any writer signs his name, he will only write his own name and will not add such a sentence in front of it.

“The more you emphasize something, the more it proves there’s something wrong with it.”

"It will always belong to me only - this book should have other meanings and be very important to our 'Prince', and the most important thing in our 'Wazi''s life seems to be only that person - a woman."

"So I guess, this book should be more than just the work of Greasy Boy. Didn't Slughorn say that? A certain Bai Yueguang is one of his favorite students, so she must be in the potion." They are extremely talented, and they have also participated in the International Potion Masters Competition together, so..."

"So this book actually has her credit?"

"The logical inference should be like this." Owen said.

"Oh -" Hermione looked at Harry, wondering if her mother had any credit for this book. Then he probably wouldn't mind if the old textbook belonged to Snape.

"What riddles are you talking about?" Harry looked at the two of them in confusion.

He could make out what Hermione and Owen seemed to be talking about.

"It's nothing." Owen glanced at Harry with pity, stood up and patted his shoulder and said, "It's good to be dazed."

Then, he walked towards the crowd.

The little wizards over there still have some problems with the skills of casting spells without a wand.

Need guidance.

And Harry - he didn't dwell on the problem for long, and soon told Hermione and the others about the witch from the Far East.

I have to say that Miss Zhang does have some tricks.

She taught Harry an emotional management method similar to meditation, which allowed him to quickly enter a state of selflessness and get twice the result with half the effort in learning Occlumency.

After only three or four lessons over several weeks, he had made great progress in Occlumency.

It’s not far from preliminary mastery.

On the other side, various colleges are also rushing to conduct Quidditch selections.

Hufflepuff was lying flat.

After Cedric graduated, their last decent player was gone.

On the Gryffindor side - Harry and Ginny began to organize the selection intensively and selected a group of people.

Ron also joined the team.

However, this almost brand-new team still needs a long period of training before it can burst into combat effectiveness.

Calmly, time at Hogwarts has entered October.

But far away from this paradise.

Madness is growing unchecked.

Today is a day of fun for journalists across Europe.

They have been in a state of excitement since a week ago.

Shocking news leaked from the International Court of Justice in The Hague.

Everyone who heard the news went crazy.

Europe, Netherlands, The Hague.

As the capital of the Kingdom of the Netherlands and the province of South Holland, although the capital of the Netherlands according to the Dutch constitution is Amsterdam, The Hague is actually the seat of the central government, parliament and supreme court of the Netherlands, and most government agencies and foreign embassies are located here.

October in The Hague is already chilly.

The cold wind blew against the ground.

There was no traffic on the streets, and the entire block was cordoned off.

Armored vehicles patrol every intersection.

A large number of soldiers watched everything closely.

Warning helicopters kept flying through the sky. Soldiers on guard flashed past the building from time to time. As for the sirens on the streets, they had not stopped since morning.

And all of this added a sense of solemnity to the air.

The reason why the security is so tight is that in addition to trying individuals in this unprecedented trial, the main defendant is a country.

At the first trial, the judge pronounced the verdict - Defendant: The government of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland needs to compensate for all economic losses in the entire European battlefield and arrest the relevant responsible persons.

The reason is that the organizers and some of the executioners of this war were all British.

After the verdict was announced, British lawyers protested angrily on the spot.

expressed dissatisfaction with the verdict.

They believed that those war criminals could not be called British at all.

Do they have a nationality? Do you have a passport? Do you have any certificate of employment from any enterprise or institution recognized by the Queen?

Just because they were born in England does not make them British.

Moreover - the International Court of Justice seems to have no jurisdiction to judge them as a state party.

It was the Pope's business to judge them.

It is recommended that the United Nations and the Vatican contact each other and not come to us.

Faced with the British lawyers' nonsense, the judges obviously had no intention of arguing with them and directly announced that the NATO Combined Fleet had determined the outcome of this matter. If you have any objections, you can discuss it with the Combined Fleet Command. They Just go through the process - and besides, someone is already upset with you.

I hope you are not ignorant of current affairs.

Of course - judges are all civilized people, so it is impossible to say it so straightforwardly, but that's probably the meaning.

When the news returned to Britain, the government was shocked.

Prime Minister Mr. Harker almost fainted - because of the compensation awarded by the court, he was in a trance when he saw the zero after the series of numbers.

We can’t even afford the loss if we sell Britain.

Due to international pressure, Harker, as Prime Minister, could only go to The Hague in person, hoping to reach a settlement with representatives of various countries before the final trial.

Of course - of course!

As journalists, just because a country is in trouble does not make them happy.

What really sent the world into a frenzy was when countries finally revealed the truth.

The truth called wizard.

During this period of time, news about magic, Death Eaters, dark wizards, etc. flooded the entire world. No one thought that the old witch in the picture book was just a lie.

The blood of hundreds of thousands of people.

The wizard's name will forever be nailed into the depths of people's hearts.

The International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy has finally become a piece of waste paper.

Hatred has long since begun to grow unchecked.

It spreads in the hearts of living people at the speed of light.

This time, all spellcasters will be implicated.

"A relative of mine passed away."

In mid-October, in the Hufflepuff common room.

Outside the window, the sleet was hitting the seemingly fragile glass crazily.

On the armchairs, the young wizards were sitting and chatting.

The atmosphere lingering in the lounge was depressing.

Although the candle's fire illuminated everyone's cheeks brightly, it could not transfer heat to them.

"That one?"

"My father's cousin is my aunt," Justin said.

"Their family was traveling in Italy a month ago and was attacked by a dark wizard."

"They were not the targets of the attack, but they died in the aftermath of the magic."

"After this news came back to our family, my parents had a big fight. My mother supported me becoming a wizard and going to school in Hogwarts, but my father seemed to be affected by the war. He"

"They are his relatives after all." Hannah patted his shoulder and said gently, "Even we are all affected."

"Mixed-blood wizards also have Muggle relatives. During this time, news about dark wizards in the Muggle world is flying all over the place, and we seem to be the target of public criticism."

"After all, the Death Eaters did those things." Ernie said. As one of the few pure-blood wizards present, his position also changed, "I heard that hundreds of thousands of people died across Europe.

Hundreds of thousands of people!

If I were a Muggle leader, I would also take crazy revenge on wizards. "

"Now we are at war with the Muggles, and I'm worried a war will break out," Hannah continued.

"The Death Eaters are too unscrupulous." Justin said, "If this continues - the situation will become more and more chaotic. Even if it ends up being a war, it is still possible."

"I don't think it's necessary to be concerned about this. It's impossible for Muggles to attack Hogwarts anyway." Ernie said rather casually, "Besides, Muggles can't defeat us."

"That's not necessarily the case." Justin said, "You haven't seen those modern weapons. The biggest advantage of wizards over Muggles is to hide themselves.

If they had some way of picking wizards out of a crowd, I don't think we'd have an advantage. "

"Huh - I think you are dreaming. It sounds ridiculous. What can Muggles do? I can blow up a bridge with a spell, but can they?"

"Their artillery can do it too!" Justin said with some displeasure.

"You underestimate Muggles."

"I think you underestimate wizards too much."

"Okay, stop!" Hannah stretched out her hand and pulled away Justin, "Stop arguing. No matter what, war is not a good solution. What we have to do is how to avoid war."

"Owen--what do you have in mind?"

She looked at Owen, who was slumped in an armchair to the side, with one leg hanging on the armrest and holding a letter in one hand.

When he heard someone calling him, Owen's emerald green eyes leaked out from behind the parchment.

"No idea," he said.

"Let the war begin!"

"What?" Hannah asked in shock.

“Two months ago we were in Berlin – witnessing the transformation of a modern city into hell.

After that, there is no need for peace talks.

Hatred and blood can only be repaid with death. War is a certainty. European countries can endure for two months, not because they are afraid of wizards, but because they are collecting information about wizards. "

He started from the armchair, stuffed Grindelwald's reply into his pocket, and continued, "After the Italian naval battle, they have collected a lot of information about wizards. Believe me, you know the current situation of wizards in various countries. The top brass also know it.

A modern country's ability to organize and mobilize is completely unmatched by an ancient king.

For example, I guess that there is a list of all school-age children in the entire UK on the table in the British Prime Minister's office, and MI5 can easily find children who may be wizards from these lists.

Our Prime Minister must know names like Hermione, Justin, and Harry. "

"You mean, the Muggles are planning a war against wizards?" Ernie asked with a dark face.

"Obviously -" Owen shrugged, with a hint of disdain in his tone, "In fact, if it's purely about conspiracy and intrigue, wizards are simply not as good as Muggles.

Because wizards have too many methods, including Legilimency, Veritaserum, and even the Imperius Curse and Cruciatus Curse.

This has caused wizards to develop path dependence and not be good at using their brains. Their ability to make logical deductions is comparable to that of Muggle teenagers.

From a civilized point of view, wizards are really naive, and generals are just a bunch of idiots. "

"Your IQ is shockingly low. You don't have any strategic vision. If you can't cast spells, you would have been chopped into eight pieces by the Muggles."

"You" Ernie wanted to refute, but he didn't have the courage to face Owen.

"You don't have to refute." Owen said calmly.

"Because the facts will soon be in front of you."

"You want to talk about the Muggles' plan to attack wizards?" He was not stupid, and he easily guessed what Owen wanted to say.

"They will succeed." Owen said, "The wizards will pay a painful price. I'm just curious about how things will develop."

"I think this is just your conjecture." Ernie said bluntly.

"I don't need to argue with you. Look - the war is coming soon."

He smiled and said nothing.

Look up at the candlelight on the ceiling.

Owen has received the letter from Grandpa Grindelwald.

The trip to Canada was not smooth. Finding an ancient tower in the Arctic Circle is not an easy task.

For several months, he has searched many places.

Almost all the dozens of kilometers around the location of the Canadian God-granting Tower marked in Ionia City were turned upside down.

But there was still no gain.

According to Owen's speculation, the God-granting Tower should be relatively intact, just like the one in the cave in the UK, which requires some means to open.

It is definitely not ancient magic.

Because Grindelwald found a prop that can monitor ancient magic from Victor.

So it must be some other way.

Inexplicably, Owen thought of Regulus and his mother.

The photo of Slughorn must have a deeper meaning.

He may know something.

The next day.

Early in the morning.

The cold wind outside the window blew all night and did not stop.

Some people in the castle had already put on thick clothes.

Owen came to the hall early in the morning.

On the bench of Gryffindor, Hermione got up earlier than him.

The little witch was holding a booklet.

It was written after she sorted out Snape's old textbooks.

There were also some newspapers on the long table.

I don't know if it was a magic newspaper.

He even saw the Times and the Daily Telegraph.

"What's wrong?" Owen walked over and sat next to her, "When did you start paying attention to these Muggle news?"

He picked up the Times on the table.

The front page headline was an article denouncing the country.

The title was: Who is responsible for our lives, wizards or the country.

The article criticized the incompetence and cowardice of the current British government. The deaths of hundreds of thousands of people in Europe could not make our government tough.

"Such a trend is very dangerous." Hermione raised her head and put down the booklet in her hand.

"Although from their point of view, there is nothing wrong with the article in the newspaper, but it is advocating war."

Her brows frowned slightly, "We - wizards and Muggles - are now sitting on a powder keg, and any spark may explode. And the result is that both of us will be blown to pieces!"