I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 161 Medal of Honor Potion

"Wenda Sanchez? Wow! Owen, is she your relative?" Justin turned his head and looked at Owen from the podium.

The excitement on his face was beyond words, as if he had discovered a new continent.

On the Gryffindor side, Harry Ron craned his neck and kept looking at him and Wenda.

Especially Harry's green eyes.

A different kind of emotion, as if something blocked his throat.

The whole person exudes a strong sense of alienation.

Mingming——Mingming just said that you are an orphan just like me!

Why did a relative appear in the blink of an eye?

Owen - you don't want me anymore.

The above are all small theaters in Hannah's mind.

Her eyes wandered back and forth between Owen and Wenda, and she said, "I think they look alike."

"Oh o(*￣︶￣*)o"

Owen looked at the two little friends who suddenly became interested, his expression changed, and then he nodded cheerfully and said: "Ah! Yes, yes, she is the neighbor of my third aunt's niece's aunt's cousin. grandma's daughter."

"I'm going to visit relatives in a few days." He said nonsense seriously.

Hannah almost laughed out loud.

"They don't know you, how can you visit relatives?" She said angrily.

Sometimes she cares more about Owen's image than he does himself.

This is a new professor, a rare new face

Anyway, Owen has already won the title of the most carefree little wizard in Hogwarts from the old professor.

In front of the new professor, I still need to maintain my image a little bit.

At least stick to it for a few months (strike out) a month.

"Visiting relatives! Probing and probing, why don't you just kiss?" Owen said indifferently, "Besides, don't you know what I'm capable of?"

"After two weeks, regardless of whether we kiss or not, she will call me "Good Saint Sun!"

"Did you see the three deans angrily denounced the officials of the Ministry of Magic that day? Teacher Meow didn't say anything, but in his heart, I was very important, and Professor Flitwick, I was his best student! Sprague Professor Special will not mention it, she is planning to let me take over as the dean!"

"???"

"But wasn't Professor Snape present that day? Professor Sprout was still in the castle at that time." Hannah squinted her eyes, as if she had lost her memory.

"Snape?" Owen opened his mouth wide, showing a surprised expression.

He reached out and touched Hannah's forehead, and then said suspiciously: "Do you have a fever? What Snape, who is there? It's obviously Professor Sprout, okay? She used a lot of biting kale to protect her. Train, Justin was bitten!"

After saying that, he looked past Hannah and towards Justin.

"Yes~" he said with a smile.

Then with a sad face, he asked with concern: "Is the wound still there?"

"In" Justin had an idea, and immediately opened his mouth.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Owen nodded happily.

"Just let you spend another night in the Hufflepuff trio!"

He said kindly.

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"Okay, I think the important thing has been said." Dumbledore opened his hands, "Let's eat!"

The next moment, the golden plates and goblets on the empty table were suddenly filled with food and drinks.

This is the beginning of a hearty meal.

days after.

As if overnight, Owen became a celebrity like Dumbledore and Harry Potter.

After the morning charm class.

As noon approaches, the auditorium is filled with flying owls.

Letters fell from the sky like rain.

The senders came from all over the world, and there were some admirers of Irving as well as his doubters.

Of course, there were still some who clamored to give birth to monkeys and sent him private photos, all of which were cut off by Hannah.

Heck, anyway, he didn't see any of them.

I just saw the stove in the common room burning for a while at night.

In addition, major newspapers have reported on him one after another.

The "Daily Prophet" used the headline on the front page, and four pages described the battle to the fullest.

It was as if their reporter was standing by.

There was even a huge photo of him taken by Colin on the front page.

Thunder and lightning flashed in the darkened sky.

The heavy rain was pouring down, and the dementors hidden in it were like a collapsed sky.

And at this moment when the sky collapsed and collapsed like the end of the world, at the end of the earth, a boy with a well-proportioned figure, an excited expression, and a strong sneer in his eyes raised his wand to the sky.

The next moment, a bright white light suddenly rose from the ground.

A phoenix spreads its wings and flies high, holding up the sky.

And that's the end of the photo.

To be honest, just talking about this kind of photo alone, Owen's charm is simply overwhelming.

This is a legendary scene that is worthy of winning the Pulis Prize for Journalism. Owen's temperament in it, his scornful, arrogant, and mocking darkness temperament, can be called a love potion.

Any girl will blush slightly after seeing this picture.

This is not nonsense, since the second day, he has received many pink love letters from unknown people in the academy for an unprecedented time

Unfortunately, he still hasn't seen one.

The fire burned a little longer today than it did yesterday.

The Daily Prophet has lavished praise on Irving to the detriment of English words.

They called Owen the most promising wizard in the wizarding world after Dumbledore, and Britain's future star of hope.

The legendary wizard sets up his sailboat and sets sail to the sea.

However, Owen's own focus was elsewhere, umm - the editor-in-chief of "Daily Prophet", Mr. Barnabas Guffe, did not use Luna's press release.

They made it up themselves.

The Quibbler is a larger-selling magazine than the Daily Prophet.

Its praise of Owen is even more exaggerated. In the entire issue, almost everything has something to do with Owen.

Owen can see Luna's name at the bottom of almost every article.

She contributed at least 70.00% of the content for this issue, with Colin the remaining 25.

His entire photobook was printed on it.

The cover was the front page photo of the Daily Prophet.

With a more substantial content than the "Daily Prophet" and an introduction to Owen's life, it is conceivable that this issue of "The Quibbler" will definitely sell well, at least far more than the "Daily Prophet" in the same period, which said he was the one who broke the law. The hero of Fudge's intrigue and intrigue, he is the strong guardian of Hogwarts.

In addition, even some academic magazines also reported Owen.

"Metamorphology Today"

Front page: The Unrivaled Patronus Charm.

From dismantling the magic of the Patronus Charm, they demonstrated how terrifying it is that Owen can cast such a powerful physical protection.

Of course, his influence is currently limited to the United Kingdom, and the reports about him in the European continent of Ocean Countermeasures have not caused much waves.

Most foreign wizards put this report in the direction of fairy tales or the story of the Lord of the Rings.

But whether it is doubt or praise, for the current Irving.

It's not as good as giving out bonuses directly.

——Don't ask, if you ask, I, the Dark Lord, don't care about that little honor.

"My lord is determined to change the magic world, and that petty honor is not worth my bow."

It was Old Deng who won his heart so much that he applied to the Ministry of Magic overnight to award him a Second Class Merlin Order.

Cough cough—mainly the second-class Merlin Medal has a bonus of one thousand gold Galleons!

On the second day after receiving the medal, he hung the medal on his chest. Whenever the little wizard passed by, Owen would open his robe to reveal the medal on his chest. He almost engraved the words "I am indifferent to fame and wealth" on his face.

(Medals include: two Medals for Special Contributions to the Faculty, a Second Class Merlin Medal, and a Student Union President Medal.)

Professor Sprout, who learned that his student had won the Merlin Medal, was so happy that he almost fainted.

In the Hufflepuff common room that night, the Professor gave him a hilarious honoring ceremony!

All the Hufflepuff wizards were there.

In the warm applause of everyone, the professor put the purple-gold ribbon and metal medal on Owen's shoulders and chest.

"boom!"

The fireworks bought from the Weasley Twins are lit by Susan.

Dots of blue mist slowly emerged, and the fires suddenly illuminated like star explosions, and then stars of other colors illuminated one after another.

A strange magical light illuminated the entire Hufflepuff common room, and the excited Professor Spratt hugged him into his arms, sobbing with tears in his eyes.

The little wizards who were present all had moist eyes.

Thursday,

Early in the morning was Potions class, which Owen loved to hear.

He rushed to the classroom early.

then

It was eight-sixty in the morning.

When the clock moved slightly, jumping from eight to nine, the Batman familiar to countless little wizards broke through the door and entered the classroom.

As we all know, Professor Snape is a good teacher with both virtue and skill. He is approachable and often gets along well with the students.

Rewards and punishments are clearly defined, and the students praised him for being unselfish.

He is affable and the other professors like him very much.

As long as Professor Snape was around, there was a cheerful atmosphere inside and outside the classroom. (Lupine said, Neville, you did a great job!)

However, it is undeniable that even saints have some small shortcomings.

like a little bit of jealousy

It all started with the shining Merlin Medal on Owen's chest.

"It's a sale! It's a sale! The Medal of Merlin is on sale! Don't be nine-nine-eight, don't be five-five-eight, make a friend, give me face, a second-class Merlin Medal only needs—kick, kick, stare—one thousand Nine hundred and ninety-nine!"

This is the second day after Irving sold his badges.

It's a pity that he lowered the price from 99 to [-], but no one bought it.

This piece of iron is about to fall into his hands!

"boom!"

There was the sound of a huge foot kissing against the wooden door, and the entire potion classroom trembled.

The little wizards immediately sat upright, as if they were being held up against their waists by an m1917 American-made Smith & Wesson.

"Five points for Hufflepuff." A familiar and gloomy voice sounded.