I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 214 All forgotten

"I didn't expect that you, who are not afraid of anything, would be so embarrassed by a beautiful girl." Sirius raised his head, and a slutty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

That bohemian demeanor came rushing towards her face, thinking that when she was young, this was also the one who never touched a single leaf.

Of course, the bigger possibility is that the godfather of dogs may be crooked.

Owen thought secretly.

"Girls are too troublesome. Men are still simple and rude." As he said that, Owen winked and stared at Sirius, "Don't you want to find a godmother for Harry Potter? Or do you say..."

His eyes were full of deep meaning, "I understand! I understand everything!"

"I won't laugh at you, dog godfather, this is a magical world after all, people can combine with magical animals, the same gender is nothing. Come on, don't have any worries, I support you mentally!"

As he spoke, he spread his legs and quickly crossed the covered bridge, as if afraid of being beaten, he disappeared in front of the castle gate under the big clock.

"This little brat."

Sirius cursed angrily, but Professor Lupine on the side laughed, and suddenly he had the illusion of returning to the carefree time when he was young at Hogwarts.

A few days later, Hogwarts began to circulate the whereabouts of the godfather of dogs.

As the instigator, Owen touched his non-existent conscience and truly said to Harry, who found out that the rumors came from him: "I'm just doing it for his own good. Look how thin the Black family is. Besides, He is already in his thirties, half buried in the ground. Do you want your dog godfather to die alone?"

Harry, who was fooled by him for a while, was enlightened. He suddenly understood and patted Owen on the shoulder, uttered words of thanks, and then ran away happily.

Looking at Harry's retreating figure, Owen suddenly felt a sense of guilt in his heart. How come this kid is getting easier and easier to fool!

It can't be stupid!

Of course, the devil's conscience is indescribable, if you say you have it, you have it, if you say you don't have it, you don't have it.

Turning around, he began to look forward to the exciting scene where the godson persuades the godfather to marry him.

Spring returns to the earth in April.

The Whomping Willow took off its silver outfit and pulled out its new shoots.

Everything about the castle seemed to come alive.

Quidditch matches are getting more and more frequent.

It is to recover the schedule that was pulled down in the previous two months.

Harry had to spend some time every day practicing flying.

Although the Weasley twins believed that Harry with the Firebolt was invincible, Wood still insisted on arranging a lot of training targets for him.

Time passed day by day.

Until mid-April.

Hermione, who had disappeared for a long time, finally returned to her loyal Gryffindor.

"She looks terrible." In the auditorium, Ron said nervously.

"She herself said that her heartbeat has been a little fast in the past few days, her chest is tight and short of breath, her head is dizzy, and she feels dizzy when she stands or squats down."

"She said she didn't want to eat, just wanted to rest. But her hungry cheeks were sunken."

"???" Owen said in astonishment, holding a piece of bread with applesauce in his mouth, with dark circles under his eyes, and a tired face all over his face: "Is she going to be pissed?"

"What about her?"

"Where's the lounge!" Ron replied.

There was no one on the long tables around.

Because this is not the time for eating, it is already after nine o'clock in the evening.

No one will come to the auditorium to eat during this time period.Except for the seventh graders who were still staying up all night doing self-study, the auditorium became their second library.

"Then why don't you send her to the school nurse!" Owen stood up abruptly, um—a little dizzy.

Well - he also stayed up late a bit ruthlessly.

Ron looked nervously at him who was shaking, his eyes were full of sympathy, look, what Hogwarts has forced these good students into.

Hmm--Fortunately, he is not a good student.

From the auditorium to the Gryffindor tower, I don't know how the wizarding world treats sudden death

But if the heart stops beating, apart from cardiopulmonary resuscitation, there is no potion in the wizarding world that can bring people back to life after a long delay.

On the spiral staircase, Owen suddenly remembered, did Granger not return his time-turner since he borrowed it last time?

lost~

Because he didn't use that thing at all, he didn't pay much attention to it, and Dumbledore's academic requirements for him were getting higher and higher during this period.

Why his alchemy operation is fundamentally different from Percy's, the difficulty has increased by at least two or three grades.

Under the sympathetic gaze of Percy (he was finally relieved that the president of the student union is not so easy.), he finally stayed up too.

Recently, in order to observe Professor Sprout's new variety of cabbage and accumulate experimental data, he has not slept well for several days.

It depends on the refreshing potion to hang his life.

Mmmmm - refresher!The best potion at Hogwarts.

So he had long forgotten about the time turner.

In other words, although Hermione disappeared for half a month, only God knows how long she actually spent.

"Playboy dude~"

Walking into Gryffindor Tower, Ron opened his mouth and read the command.

Then, with the aunt's smile on Fat Lady's face and Owen's confusion on his face, the two got into the hole in the wall.

Depend on!Are you alluding to buddies, are you alluding to buddies?

What did I do? Owen yelled innocently. He has been so busy recently that he wished he could grow more heads. Besides, my grandfather said it well, the so-called love is just a chemical reaction of animals reproducing offspring.It starts out dizzying and then slowly subsides, leaving you with a failed marriage.Don’t make the same mistakes, improve yourself, and focus on the science – the magic.

And

Puppy love is not good.

Puppy love hurts the body

As soon as he entered the Gryffindor common room, Owen heard Angelina's voice.

"My God Hermione, what are you going to do?"

She was the batsman for Gryffindor and captain of the Gryffindor team after Wood graduated, two grades older than Harry.

"No, wait. Don't do this."

"Forget it all" Yinbai's curse flew across the air, and then, under the shocked eyes of everyone, hit Lavender directly.

With a 'bang', the little girl flew upside down, her body arched back into the armchair.

She turned her head, her clear eyes seemed to be covered by something, and then slowly pulled away, along with some of her inner things disappeared.

"Merlin's beard!"

Ron stared wide-eyed, watching the scene in the Gryffindor common room in shock.

At this time, the fire in the fireplace has not been extinguished.

Parchments all over the sky were scattered in the sky and on the ground like snowflakes.

The fire spewed sparks that ignited the flammable papers.

With a little spark, an invisible sense of oppression burst out from the swaying figure.

Hermione raised her wand.

Anger filled the tired eyes.

Her gaze lowered slowly, and her expression became even uglier after seeing the many parchments lit in the fireplace.

The Xiujuan small characters on it are obviously her painstaking effort.

Then, Hermione said to everyone in a nasty, low and slightly threatening tone, "If anyone else dares to bother me."

"I'll turn her into a beetle, put her in a jar, and bury her in the deepest bunker in Hogwarts!"

In the flames, her bloodshot eyes were extremely frightening, and all the little wizards involuntarily looked away the moment they looked at her.

In all fairness, few of them could beat Hermione.

Maybe it's because the Academy Wars are on hold this year.

So they had the illusion that Miss Granger was a good-talking lady.

And when everyone felt a momentary sense of horror, only one person slowly raised his thumb, "Wow~~~Cool!!!"

Hermione happened to be looking at him when he spoke.

Owen can assure you that the moment the little uncle looked at him, what he thought in his head was whether eating people should be braised, steamed, or fried.

Because the fiery light in her eyes could set him on fire.

"Forehead"

"Although I know I'm handsome, please don't stare at me like this, after all, you can't monopolize my beauty."

Hermione's cheeks twitched slightly at the words of a certain narcissist.

Before she could feel nauseated and vomited.

It felt like something had hit her hard on the head.

Suddenly, it seemed as if the world was spinning, and then, under the eyes of everyone, he fell down without warning.

There was a sound of '咻'.

Just as she fell and was buried in the pile of parchment at her feet, a spell hit her accurately.

The spin made her levitate.

without falling and hurting.

"Why are you still following?" Owen frowned and ran over.

He reached out and felt for the pulse on Hermione's neck.

Um!Still jumping, no sudden death

Then he turned to look at Angelina, "Inform Professor McGonagall!" he said.

"See you at the school nurse!"

Then he waved his wand, and Hermione slowly levitated, and then he 'flyed' away from the lounge under his control.

"Hi! Owen." At this time, among the crowd, Harry reacted.

He hurriedly ran over and said to Owen, "What about Lavender? She-how is she?"

"She?" Owen smiled calmly, "It's just amnesia. It's no big deal. After a while, the spell that affects her brain is cleared, and it won't take long for her to recover."

"Amnesia? Why did it take a while, you now."

"Because I want to clean up for a while!" Owen replied, "By the way, collect all the parchments on the ground, as well as the ones in the fire, and repair them. She must be in a hurry when she wakes up."

"Amnesia!"

Just when Owen was about to leave.

Another voice came from Neville in the distance behind Harry.

His face was pale, as if he had been hit by some kind of blow, and his eyes were wide open.

The whole person froze in place.

"What's wrong with him?" Harry also noticed Neville's appearance, and he didn't know why Neville reacted so loudly.

"Maybe it's about to wake up?"

"Awakening?" Harry asked suspiciously.

As for Owen, he smiled without saying a word, continued to hold up his wand, fiddled with Hermione, and slowly floated out of the doorway.

Neville's memory is appallingly poor.

This is for a reason.

It was well known that his parents were so driven mad by the Death Eaters.

And that scene fell into the eyes of young Neville.

His grandma, Augusta, in order to prevent Neville from being affected by the scene of his parents being tortured by Death Eaters, used the Amnesia Curse to delete Neville's memory.

This damaged his memory so badly as a child that Neville's memory was surprisingly poor afterwards.But after he retrieves that memory, the situation will improve.

In fact, most of the sudden memory loss in the wizarding world is probably caused by the Forgetting Charm.

I don't know if Lavender who wakes up will also become lost.

He pulled the magic and sent Hermione to the school infirmary.

Although it was late at night, Madam Pomfrey hadn't left work yet.

She was busy in front of a hospital bed, the unlucky person on the bed that Owen saw after entering.

It's a little fourth-year wizard from Ravenclaw.

He must have been under some kind of curse.

A thick black mane grew on the chest, like the mane around the neck of a lion.

He was shaving with a knife in distress.

Too bad the mane grows back every time he shaves.

"Stop scratching!" Madam Pomfrey took out a bottle of potion from the medical cabinet beside her, and then she applied the dark, viscous potion full of a certain stench his chest.

Then the mane on the wizard's chest turned from black to white like a weed sprayed with herbicide, and then fell off naturally like a kite with a broken string.

"Oh! Merlin's beard, it's really useful!" the little wizard screamed excitedly.

"Don't be too happy!"

Madam Pomfrey said in a deep voice.

And the fact is just like what she said, the little wizard who was not happy for two seconds suddenly noticed how some hairs fell from his sight.

He raised his hand in panic and stroked the top of his head.

The results are certainly noticeable, and it's not just his hair.

His eyebrows, eyelashes, and all the hair on his body had fallen out.

"My God!" he exclaimed.

Wow - a bald head suddenly jumped out from the crowd.

Owen stood aside and watched quietly, he didn't intend to laugh at it.

He just wanted to wait for Madam Pomfrey to leave and sell the Weasley twins' new product, the instant hair growth potion, to the poor little guy.

"Why are you here?"

At this time, Madam Pomfrey finally noticed Owen who was standing in the aisle and looking wildly at the bald head with a pair of eyes.

"Fly a kite!" he said.

Then he pointed to the kite floating above his head.

The thread transformed into magic power pulled Hermione who was floating in the air.

For a moment, it seemed particularly strange in this dark night.

Madam Pomfrey, who had been guided, finally spotted Hermione floating above Owen.

She frowned and said in a reproachful tone, "Put her down quickly. What are you doing?"

"Ok!"

He waved his wand, and Hermione landed smoothly on a clean hospital bed.

"What's wrong with her?" Madam Pomfrey walked over immediately, raised her wand and began to examine Hermione's body.

"Sudden fainting due to overexertion. May be accompanied by overuse of medications as well as anemia and loss of mood."

"?" Madam Pomfrey looked back at him.His eyes are full of scrutiny.

"Don't look at me! I didn't do anything!" Owen spread his hands innocently, "Why do you all think that the problem is with me. Damn. I'm so screwed!"

"Is excellence a sin?"

"You are excellent." Madam Pomfrey did not deny this, then she turned around and fumbled in her medicine cabinet, and found a bottle of lavender potion from those bottles and jars.

"Help her up," she said to Owen.

"Oh!" Owen responded, then stepped forward and helped Hermione up.

"I just have no sense of responsibility at all," she continued.

And poured the potion into a small bowl, then took a spoon and fed it to Hermione mouthful.

"None of you kids are easy to worry about. Especially since Sirius came back. He was a troublemaker when he was young, and now he is inciting a group of Gryffindor wizards to have conflicts with Slytherins. ." She didn't seem to like Sirius.

Of course, this is also obvious.

As a healer, she dislikes anyone or anything that might bring harm to the little wizard, or encourage the little wizard to put him in danger.

Before, the child Pomfrey hated the most was himself.

"But at the end of the day, these wounds are physical." Her brown eyes sparkled with the wisdom of an elder, and then, like an afternoon exchange between a gentle grandma and her grandson, "but some wounds are It's from the bottom of my heart."

"The wounds on the body can be treated with potions, but what about the wounds in the heart?"

"Don't rush to refute." She could see Owen's mouth that was about to speak, she gave him a look, and interrupted him, "I have been in the castle for more than 50 years."

"I've seen a lot of those men, women, and little wizards."

"Back then, that red-haired Lily, it wasn't just James and her who took her as a sweetheart." She paused for a moment.

"Snape?" Owen continued.

"You know?" Madam Pomfrey's eyes flickered with surprise, but she soon calmed down, and she continued to feed Hermione the potion.

"You're like that red-haired Lily, the heartthrob at the academy."

"Ha - your analogy, Harry Potter said - wonderful!"

"Stop trembling!"

"Good job!"

"This is not a good thing, especially you." Madam Pomfrey continued solemnly, "When you were unconscious on Christmas, how many little witches came and went to and from the school nurse, you don't know, then It's because that girl named Hannah keeps them all out."

"Uh" Owen felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

Well—he really didn't know.

He didn't even know he was in the school nurse.

He was in the principal's office when he woke up.

Thinking about it now, after he fainted, no matter what, he should first appear in the school nurse's room, and then wait for Madam Pomfrey's examination before appearing elsewhere.

"Girls are more fragile than you think," she said. "Don't take it for granted that they should pay."

Madam Pomfrey looked at Owen without reproach.

After all, most things in this world are equal, except for love. That greasy-haired professor can be called a benchmark in this regard.

It may be that Madam Pomfrey was annoyed by Lavender's love potion recently, so she told herself so much.

At least that's what Irving suspected.

Otherwise, she would never have said so much to herself, who she thought was the number one troublemaker.

Thanks to book friend Yilan Peng Yuyan for the reward, thank you!