I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 442: The bondage of pain destroys common sense.

"Owen -" Hermione immediately stepped forward, "How did the exam go? Well - you will definitely get 'Excellent'."

I always feel that my worries are a bit unnecessary.

Hermione took a deep breath and gradually calmed down.

Maybe she was influenced by Hannah, but she couldn't stop imagining that an accident would happen during the exam.

"Something happened." Owen looked at her and shook his head.

"You will definitely get an excellent one." Hermione was still saying like a self-hypnosis, "Wait a minute -" she suddenly realized, "There was an accident?"

"Of course it wasn't me who had the accident!" The boy held her hand and said with a smile, "Can a little Boggart have any impact on me?"

"I" Hermione stopped, her brown eyes staring straight at Owen.

What worries her is that Owen has faced an alien god before.

To this day, he may be the only one in the world who has faced the ultimate evil.

She didn't dare to believe what the outer god would look like, but she could probably tell what kind of evil god it was from the only creations [Pretender], [Son of Bad Omen] and [Dead Man].

She was worried that the boggart would imitate the appearance of an alien god.

"Don't worry." He patted the little witch on the shoulder.

Then he turned around and pointed behind him.

The little wizards who were watching all looked into the auditorium.

Harry also came over.

And the twins.

and Koatl, who was used as a tutor by Hufflepuff.

Everyone gathered outside the auditorium.

"What's wrong with him?" Harry saw at a glance that Ron's current state was extremely strange.

He didn't look relaxed at all, instead he was trembling all over, like a frightened child.

"That's just a boggart!" he continued. "At Ron's level."

"He needs a little help!" Owen said after Harry's words.

"What everyone fears is not the same Harry." He continued, "Maybe one day what you fear is not Voldemort, but Ginny getting hurt."

he said teasingly.

Ginny, who was standing just behind Harry, blushed all of a sudden.

And Harry - also rubbed his head in embarrassment.

I finally understood what Owen meant.

But when he turned around and thought about it, he felt strange again, "Ron, what would he be afraid of? I know he was afraid of spiders before, but now - could it be Death Eaters? Or Voldemort?"

Considering that Ron had been captured by Voldemort for nearly a month, Harry had reason to believe that what he feared was the demon king that most wizards feared.

"No -" Owen shook his head, his eyes falling on Koyatel, "You know."

The girl's deep eyes were filled with invisible sadness.

At some point, her palms had clenched into fists.

She had also had such frightening memories.

Every time I think about it, my whole body will be wet with sweat.

She didn't know when she fell asleep, and the nightmare finally stopped bothering her - maybe she was numb, and the painful memories of the past could no longer make waves in her heart.

But - now - as she stood here, looking towards the auditorium - looking at her former self.

A trace of regret could not stop flowing in my mind. Back then - I should have been more determined. In addition, there was also anger, which was to express hatred for this damn world!

"My bad," Koatl muttered. Her scarlet eyes reflected the softness of her soul.

Pretending, Owen sighed, raised his wand, and said to her, "Not at all."

He tightened his hold on Hermione's hand, "The key lies in our own choice - expressing our true selves is our own choice, which is more important than our abilities. In fact, being able to feel like this Pain is what makes you the strongest."

"Because pain is part of human nature, and it just proves that you are still a human being, not a monster."

He spoke slowly, his tone sounding like the warm breeze blowing through the fields of Hogwarts in June.

There is gentleness and detachment from the situation.

The crystal wand exhaled silver mist, exuding the condensed light of the moon.

"But after all, we are different from a monster born from a love drug - after all, we are not alone."

He turned back to the auditorium.

He said loudly: "Calling God - Guard!"

"Qiang Qiang!"

A loud cry echoed through the sky above the auditorium.

It's Phoenix.

A phoenix rushed out of the huge silver mist.

The brilliant light shone on everyone in the auditorium.

Its head is high, its body lines are smooth and elegant, and its tail feathers are long and gorgeous, like an unfolding fan.

His whole body was burning with flames, and he was flying gracefully and calmly like an elf.

"Merlin's beard!"

“That’s—Phoenix!”

The professors in charge of invigilating the exams at the Ministry of Magic took a deep breath and looked up in shock at the phoenix passing in front of the Gothic flying buttress on the ceiling.

"Calling God—Guard!!!"

Coatl was the second wizard to cast the spell.

With great sadness, she held up Salazar's wand.

The silver mist was also born from the tip of her staff.

Then, a huge silver snake with two wings on its back and horns on its head that looked like a crown shed the light of the patron saint and flew into the auditorium together.

"Ok?"

Owen looked at the patron saint that looked like Quetzalcoatl in surprise.

This time, he didn't feel any traces of divinity or ancient magic.

Come to think of it - it was just the patron saint of Coatl, but it had been permanently changed due to the power of the god.

"Call the gods to protect you!"

Hermione joined in.

So far, she didn't understand why Owen cast this spell, but that didn't stop her from trusting the boy around her.

Grapevine wand, a cute little beast jumped out.

It was a four-legged beast with a mane on its neck and sparkling eyes.

The body looks like a lion - but the tail doesn't look like it, because its tail is very wide and silky.

The limbs are also more slender, with eagle-like toes.

Hmm - why does it look so much like Sirocco?

That little guy only has the blood of Zuowu.

Hmm - thinking about it - Owen was suddenly startled - talk about it? Where is his cat? Where is his dragon?

Haven’t seen it in months! ! !

"Calling God to protect you!!!"

Hermione raised her wand high, as if waving an invisible flag, and her voice echoed in the air, blowing the battle horn.

Afterwards, the sound of mantras came and went, as continuous as the waves.

In the auditorium, various patron saints emerged like a tide. They had different shapes, some were majestic and mighty, some were gentle and lovely, and some were small and exquisite.