I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 39 The Familiar Taste

Ever since Owen walked into the principal's office, the whining and whining never stopped.

He talked eloquently for 10 minutes.

The list of crimes against Snape is enough to satisfy the Qing Dynasty - the ten most tortured tortures in Britain have been repeated in turn, and there are still some crimes left.

With a dry mouth and tongue, he drank a large pot of refreshing potion, just as he was recovering from a cold.

Professor Dumbledore's eyes were filled with tears. He didn't know whether Owen's sad little story was too touching, or whether he was bored to death by Owen. Anyway, he looked like he was really moved.

Moved to tears.

"After talking for a long time, you must be hungry too." The professor suddenly had an idea, as if he remembered something and said: "By the way, what kind of hot pot are you talking about?"

"Oh! Professor! You must try it, I studied it specially." As he said that, he took out a piece of oil paper from his pocket, opened the oil paper and wrapped a piece of dark red oil inside.

"Come on, bring the crucible over there. Yes, it's the crucible. It's smelly enough. The aroma of mixed herbs and the smell of strange monster limbs, as well as all kinds of poisons, internal organs, and feces - 'Wow'"

As he spoke, Owen almost vomited.

"It's okay, this is the original taste of the real preserved ingredients, come here, add water! Start a fire!"

After half an hour.

"Owen, come on, pass me that peanut butter."

"Professor, you have to try this, Maodu, I heard that the Ming wizards like these."

"Oh! Is that so? You really have to try it."

"Oh! And this, the tentacles of the big octopus in the Black Lake. I heard about Gryffindor's Animagus. It's really chewy!"

Cuckoo's heat filled the principal's office.

Several little elves popped up and kept delivering all kinds of food.

Professor Dumbledore drank a few more glasses of yellow beer, his face turned red, and he started to tell Owen about some of his past experiences.

The office was filled with a happy atmosphere, until a professor with an air conditioner suddenly entered, and the grandpa and grandson returned to reality.

"Severus, come have a drink!" The slightly tipsy Professor Dumbledore waved at Professor Snape beamingly.

That appearance is completely different from the usual professor.

This was especially true of Snape.

Um.

Seeing Dumbledore like this, Snape was obviously a little surprised, his pupils shrank slightly, and the muscles at the corners of his face twitched, but he quickly returned to normal.

Then, he saw Owen curled up on a chair like a hamster.

Snape pursed his lips, wanting to sarcastically, but considering Owen was present, he didn't say anything in the end.

"Humph!"

"I didn't know Mr. Sanchez was here. If I had known he was, I wouldn't have come."

???

Ok?

One sentence made Owen's scalp tingle.

Yes, that’s the flavor!A hint of arrogance.

Oh my god!She looks exactly like the long-legged, black-haired, arrogant Snake Yard lady from Zhoumu!

Owen looked down at the fake wine (pumpkin juice) he was drinking.There's no alcohol either!Why are you drunk?Back to the week again?

Or is it because Professor Snape has finally seen himself clearly and wants to awaken the female in his heart?

But—this mouth is so yin and yang, and the tone is really gender-neutral, Snape is like this.

"Hey, I'm just in luck." The few remaining literature (TV drama) genes in his body activated instantly, and Owen put down the trophy in his hand (it was pumpkin juice). "Why did the professor talk like that? I'm just here to reminisce about old times,"

"I don't know if you are coming, but it prevents you from talking about something serious."

"I just don't know what is there or not, and whether others are willing to listen more."

"That's all." He jumped up from the wicker chair, "I'm tired of this one too, I've lost my interest, so I won't babble, you guys, talk slowly, bye!"

After all, Owen picked up his cauldron and was about to leave.

When he passed Professor Snape, the greasy, stingy professor gave him a fierce look.

It's time to get to the door.

Words came from behind.

"Mr. Sanchez, that seems to be my crucible!"

"What's yours and mine." Owen glanced back. "This is the property of the school, Professor Snape. Strictly speaking, it belongs to every Hogwarts person."

"And I'm a student at Hogwarts, so it belongs to me!"

After saying that, he turned around and disappeared behind the oak door.

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Next, everything in the principal's office is Owen's guess.

Ah!

Professor Snape burst into tears, controlling the huge impact on his mind caused by bad students.

Then Dumbledore refuted sharply, repeatedly claiming that Owen was an upright child and would never do that kind of thing.

Afterwards, Professor Snape took out the evidence, the hot pot bottom material that was about to succeed but had failed, and angrily accused some students of teaching such a thing.

Then Professor Dumbledore blinded his eyes and refused to recognize his good boy and went astray.

Come to think of it, it will be exciting in the office.

With cheerful steps, Owen bounced back to the Hufflepuff common room.

Perhaps he was too full at noon, so he politely declined Hannah's invitation and did not go to the auditorium.

Instead, he ran outside the castle alone to eat.

Along the gravel path, Owen walked farther and farther. Unknowingly, as if it was his body's automatic navigation, when he reacted, he found himself in front of Hagrid's hut.

"What the hell?"

From a long distance, he noticed the abnormality in Hagrid's cabin.

It's noon, although the sun is not so bright today.

But Hagrid's hut was tightly covered, even if the doors and windows were sealed, and thick curtains were used to cover the windows.

I'm afraid that others will not know what bad things are going on inside.

"Could it be a thief?" Owen pulled out his wand and walked over calmly.

"It must be that Hagrid's treasures have attracted some blind thieves. There will always be poachers in the Forbidden Forest."

"Yeah! That makes sense. The brave and honest little Hufflepuff wizard discovered the despicable thief, fought with him, and finally came home victorious." Owen continued to talk to himself: "It's a pity that the battle spread to the room. Many precious magical materials, including a blanket made of unicorn tail hair, a dozen beaver skins, three jars of Acromantula venom, and several bird and snake egg shells."

"And Owen, who did good deeds, not only got extra points, but also dug up a large box of Galleons in a pit outside the castle a week later. Ha! Really blessed by Merlin, good people are rewarded!!! "

As Owen spoke, an unconcealable smile appeared on his lips, like a mouse falling into a rice vat.

But before that, he had to check to see if there was anyone inside.

With this in mind, Owen cautiously leaned towards the window of Hagrid's cabin, and slightly opened the bed curtain with a floating spell, revealing a corner.

It’s so fun to catch fish today!

I was so excited that I cried.

Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Damn, why am I still at work on Sunday. (crying) Wow! ! ! ! !