I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 148 Heart-to-heart talk between girls

In the afternoon of Beauxbaton, Owen strolled in the courtyard between Beauxbaton Manor and Manor.

The sun shone on the boy's body, making him look extra warm and soft.

Today he is wearing a white shirt, a bow tie, a pair of shorts with Superman printed on his lower body, and a pair of dragon leather shoes, um-hmm-he highlights a non-mainstream.

He was already doing Professor Dumbledore face by not dyeing the top of his head green.

Because he felt that he would be beaten by the old principal.

But even with such an unusual outfit, he still couldn't suppress his handsome face.

——As we all know, Owen has a delicate little face.

It can be said that the bigwigs who can wear women's clothing are not too bad.Not to mention that this is a heavyweight who can fool the entire academy.

He is even prettier than some girls.

But it's a pity that the beautiful boy is not a mute, otherwise his charm would definitely be higher.

The people on Moshang are like jade, and the youth is unparalleled in the world.

It's a pity to have a long mouth!

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The sunshine in the south of France is not so harsh, although it is already August.

After all, Beauxbatons is also in the mountains.The temperature cannot be like that in the city.

At this time, Owen, who was having a cordial exchange with Taiyang, suddenly had a wonderful fragrance on the tip of his nose. He rolled his eyes and saw an acquaintance appearing at the other end of the corridor from a distance.

The charming young lady Fu Rong

In the next second, the corners of Owen's mouth turned up, and a faint smile appeared on his cheeks.

oh~~~

Dear, what did you find?

My gut tells me there's a big fat sheep around here.

oh!That's definitely not me, and certainly not you who read the book, then—who could it be?

It turned out to be her!Our beautiful Miss Furong.

God, I can smell the heavy Galleons in her pocket.

gold!gold! !gold! ! !

Oh~hohoho!

Then, like petals flying in the wind, Owen flew towards Hibiscus lightly.

"Oh! My dear sister Furong, you are frowning. It seems that you are in trouble. Why do you need my help?"

Owen asked with a smile, standing next to Fleur.

Seeing the boy flying over like a butterfly and his cynical expression, Fleur was speechless - and angry.

But she knew there was no reason for her anger.

If possible, she really wanted to ask the boy in front of her for wizard dueling skills.

But—they are still enemies, and they also represent two schools.

"I'm fine." After Fu Rong said coldly, she turned and left.

Her back was still so beautiful, but it gave people a strong sense of alienation and indifference.

"Oh! My God, you really won't lie, dear Sheep—ah—not—customer—that—Sister Fu Rong." Owen chased after her, with a bright smile on his face.

"It's written all over the face, why is Owen so strong, and why is that Hogwarts girl so strong. Why? Why is this!"

"Sister, your little thoughts are really easy to guess."

"Hey~" He continued with a half-smile, "Don't be in a hurry to deny it, and don't refuse."

"Do you know why Miss Granger can cast spells without a wand at such a young age?" Owen said seductively with frivolous eyebrows.

"A 14-year-old little witch can master advanced spellcasting skills, don't you find it strange?"

Hearing the sound, Fu Rong's body froze slightly, she stopped in her tracks, and turned her head slowly.

At that moment, Owen seemed to hear the sound of her heart beating violently.

oh!Ho Ho!Hey, it's good if there's demand, so he can ask for prices all over the place~

"A complete set of Hogwarts secret books, 24 lessons, and only 25 Galleons per lesson!"

Owen stared at Fleur with a playful smile.

The moment he told the price, the beautiful young lady just frowned slightly.

Other than that, there was no other reaction. From this point of view, she could definitely afford it, and she might have even less.

As for the secret recipe he said

How do you think Hermione learned to cast spells without a wand?

Of course he was beaten out!

As the only wizard in the trio who might cause harm to him, he would focus on taking care of Hermione every time he taught a class.In at least seven out of ten training sessions, she was disarmed at the beginning.

More days are beaten without a wand than with one.

After beating her for a long time, she went to learn the technique of casting spells without a wand without Owen's guidance.

Over time, it was completely normal for her to be able to cast levitating spells without a wand.

Owen called this method, the law of success.

Refers to: the method of beating for a long time, the students will naturally improve.

"Hey~ what, are you still hesitating?" Then, Owen opened his small mouth, and began to draw big cakes for Furong—ah no, tell a story: "A long time ago, in the dynasty before the Ming Dynasty, there was A great thinker named Han Yu."

"Scholars in ancient times must have teachers - they have their own order of learning, and their professions have specializations."

Owen talked for a long time.

He watched as the light in Furong's eyes became brighter and brighter, as if he was really moved by his persuasion.

But at this critical moment, a sudden shout came from behind, breaking the atmosphere that Owen had worked so hard to create.

"What are you doing?" At the end of the corridor, Hermione looked at the two people warily.

Especially when they're getting tighter and tighter.

Her fluffy hair almost stood up, that was the alarm sound sent to her by a girl's sixth sense.

"Academic exchange~" Owen glanced at Hermione, slightly unhappy.

Because he knew that this business was probably going to be ruined by Hermione.

Friendly reminder: the little witch is still having a temper with him.

Although it had been a long time, Miss Granger was still sullen.

Obviously he has explained it ten thousand times, but she just kept a straight face

"Hmph! I know what you're doing, and you're cheating other people's money, right?" Hermione walked over in an old-fashioned way, then pushed Owen away, took Fleur's hand, and was about to leave, "She doesn't need you! "

Hermione glanced at Owen, then angrily pulled Fleur away.

"???"

What do you mean Granger! ! !

I don't mind being crazy and introverted.Why are you trying to steal my business!

Who is this?This is.

Seeing the two go farther and farther, Owen couldn't help but feel heartbroken, that's a lot of money, really—————

On the other side, he pulled Furong and came to an empty classroom with no one.

Hermione closed the door as soon as she entered.

Her heart was in turmoil, and sometimes even she couldn't figure out why she did something.

For example, after being blown away by the cold air in the room, Hermione began to panic. She didn't know how to face this beautiful and shameless big sister.

"That guy is just cheating you of money, casting spells without a staff, it's very simple." She couldn't find any topic, so she could only start by stepping on Owen.

Anyway, that idiot did such a bad thing, maybe it can still resonate with Fleur

Of course, there may be deeper reasons.

Fleur, with her cheek against her hair and a puzzled expression, didn't understand why Hermione was so flustered. However, if she really needed someone to guide her in spells without a wand, she would definitely prefer Hermione.

And just like that, the two girls sat on chairs in the empty classroom.

The warm air of midsummer blows in through the hollowed-out windows.

Touching two slightly embarrassed hearts with the sweet floral fragrance.

Gradually relaxing, Hermione began to tell Fleur her experience of casting spells without a wand without reservation.

Two hearts that were originally full of distance gradually came together.

Because Hermione soon discovered that Fleur was actually much better than her and knew more.

After she finished talking about her pitiful experience, Fleur spent most of the remaining time introducing various magic spells to her.

Especially the charm magic, she used it like a fish in water.

Hermione, who was quite confused about this, interrupted her and asked why she didn't use it during the duel!

Regarding this - Fleur was a little embarrassed, and then explained with a sigh, because she has Veela blood, it is easy to provoke some 'flowers and flowers', but if she adds charm magic, then every time the duel ends, she will have more A clingy 'wooer'.

She didn't want to cause trouble, and she didn't want to be a vase pursued by the boys, so she developed the habit of not using charm magic during wizard duels.

Of course, she will still use it in dangerous situations and duels with non-living things.

"Why do you think so?" Hermione held Fleur's hand, her eyes full of determination, "You should stick to your advantages and don't care about other people's opinions."

"Just like me." She pointed at herself, "The wizards in Slytherin College all call me a Mudblood, but so what? Should I deceive myself and others, be depressed all day long, and then subtly admit that the pure-blood wizard is Better than a little wizard from 'this' background like me?"

"No!" She raised her head sharply, and the sun poured into her brown hair, making Hermione's whole body shine.

An unprecedented, powerful confidence that Furong had never seen before, not equal to her arrogance, rushed towards her face.

“I will work harder than them, whether it’s spells, potions, or anything else, I want to prove that the set of things they insist on are outdated, are trivial, and should be swept into the trash heap of history. "

"Those who provoke me, I will face back and fight back. Why do we care so much about other people's opinions? We should fight for ourselves and for a greater cause." The eyes of the little witch shone with a dazzling light. never before

From childhood to adulthood, because of Veela's blood, she has attracted much attention since she was very young, and she is the focus no matter where she is. Slowly, this focus gradually turns into a kind of arrogance.

In addition, her magical talent is indeed quite outstanding, far ahead of the young wizards of her age.

This further aggravated her arrogance. (Furong's character change should be after the Goblet of Fire, and here she is usually described as an arrogant and talented girl.)

Until she met Owen, met Hermione.

Especially the girl in front of her who has a completely different idea from her.

For the first time, Furong had the realization that there was someone more beautiful than her - it was the purest appreciation and admiration.

The answer in the group chat is: Grandpa's treasure will be swallowed and mentioned in the next chapter from time to time