A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 138 Special Contribution Award

When Professor McGonagall and the others rushed over, they saw broken portraits that had fallen all over the floor, curtains full of holes on the walls, fragments of chandeliers scattered all over the floor, and a few moaning and sobbing while clutching their wounds. little wizard.

"Who can tell me that this was all done by... a werewolf?" Professor McGonagall looked at the injured little wizards and Lockhart, who was clutching his head in a daze, with a pale face. Bai's lips began to tremble.

Professor Snape strode up to a little witch who was clutching her shoulder and sobbing, and broke her palm away, inspecting the wound on her shoulder, and the cold and gloomy eyes receded a little.

"No, Professor, no one was bitten. Their injuries... were mainly caused by Professor Lockhart..." Harry muttered under his breath.Hermione was squatting on the ground to comfort a crying girl, and she frowned and took a deep breath. Lockhart's idiot behavior just now made her take off her fan on the spot, and her fan turned black.

Several professors looked at Lockhart at the same time, who was staggering to stand up against the wall, his hair was shaved bald by himself.Professor McGonagall's lips twitched, but he didn't say anything in the end. Instead, he waved his wand to help heal the wounds on the little wizards, and sent some frightened students to the school hospital for settlement.

When the work here was almost finished, Lockhart recovered from his dizziness, patted his head and said, "Ah, do you need my help?"

"No, please stay there, Gilderoy." Professor Flitwick was waving his wand to restore the portraits and curtains, and said something.

"Oh, you know, things like this happen sometimes..." Lockhart coughed softly, "but the point is, you guys are too late, if me and Pettigrew didn't come in time to scare the bird away Werewolf, I'm afraid there will be a tragedy tonight... Oh, this is what I should do as a security consultant, but Dumbledore should remember to give me a raise!"

"I think you may have misremembered, Professor Lockhart. Owen and Harry beat the werewolf away, and they protected everyone from being hurt by the werewolf." Hermione said calmly after shedding her fans.

Lockhart stared at her dumbfounded, his face twitching, and then at Peter Pettigrew, who avoided his gaze.

"Actually, it was mainly Owen who beat them away, and Hermione has been helping to cover the students from leaving..." Harry said.

"Oh, you guys are so lucky...but you did a great job!" Professor McGonagall said emotionally before Harry finished speaking, and patted Owen and Harry on the shoulders with slightly trembling hands, shaking both of them. It was shaking. "A werewolf out of control, oh, I can't imagine it, they like to hurt as many people as possible on a full moon night, and create more of their kind..."

Speaking of this, she blew her nose in fear: "Without you, I don't know how many people would have been hurt by it... You have saved your classmates, saved many families, and saved too many people from the experience. A future of misery and despair... I have to thank you for everyone, for Hogwarts."

"You earned fifty points for your respective houses, each of you, Mr. Shafik, Mr. Potter, and Miss Granger," said Professor McGonagall, "and, I think you deserve special Contribution Award."

"No, Professor, I can't be of much help..." Hermione looked down, her cheeks turning bright red.

"In order to protect your classmates, you bravely faced a werewolf, and organized everyone to stay away from danger. Miss Granger, your determination and courage are worth it." Professor McGonagall said in a rare and gentle tone.

"But……"

"No but, it was our joint efforts that prevented a possible tragedy." Owen leaned against the wall and said with a smile.To be honest, he didn't want any special contribution award, and he even wished that what happened tonight would be kept a secret.Because as soon as word got around, his parents would know that he was risking himself against werewolves at school again—geck, that's troublesome to think about.

At this time, Snape, who had just finished understanding what happened with others, glanced at the three of them with indifferent and empty eyes, and said in a low and slow tone: "I hope that next time your reckless minds can come up with something less brilliant." The idea, although... what you did tonight is not too stupid..."

Owen raised his eyebrows. As expected of Professor Snape, he can beat around the bush even when he praises people, which is very interesting.

Snape glared at him thoughtfully, then squinted at the pouring rain outside the window and fell silent.

"By the way, where has Dumbledore gone after such a long time?" Professor Flitwick came over after repairing the window and asked.

"He's been away from school since this afternoon, and he won't be back until a few days later." Professor McGonagall pursed his lips.

"He's pretty busy, isn't he?" said Professor Flitwick without surprise.Since last year, Dumbledore has been busy and away from school for a long time, and the professors and students are used to it.

Owen raised his eyelids slightly. He had known that Dumbledore would not be here tonight, so he had directly used the Imperius Curse on Lupine just now. After all, the Puppet Curse would not last long.He was mainly afraid that Dumbledore would hide somewhere and watch.

In the following time, Owen and the others returned to the common room, and the professors wanted to check the situation of the castle, lest the werewolf go back and forth.If it wasn't for the heavy rain that covered up all traces, they would definitely have to go to the Forbidden Forest to track down the werewolf.

On the way back to the lounge, Harry was thinking about things absently, and after almost knocking over a pair of armor, he suddenly said, "Owen, when you dealt with that werewolf just now... you used black magic, right?"

"Oh?" Owen narrowed his eyes lazily.

"I was urged by Mr. Dumbledore to read so many books before, and I still learned some ways to identify black magic." Harry said.

"Well, so what?" Owen glanced at him with a smile.

"It's nothing, I mean...you saved that girl, you used it for a good deed." Harry thought for a while, sighed and said, "I'm sorry I didn't help you much, let you Unconventional means had to be used... I wouldn't tell anyone, not even Dumbledore."

"Hahaha..." Owen suddenly laughed, and after a long time he said in a cheerful tone: "Don't be so serious, Harry, it's just a little black magic, and the school doesn't tolerate it at all."

"What's more, I just adopted the most effective method at the time. Of course, I can choose to use some more offensive spells that do not belong to the category of black magic, such as the crushing spell. But werewolves will dodge. If I don't want to randomly If you kill a lucky classmate, you can only think of other ways." He said softly, "No one will blame me for this, they will only praise me for a good job."

"That's good." Harry breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked curiously, "What's your spell?"

"The Fear Curse, a very useful spell." Owen blinked at him, "Do you want to learn it? I can teach you."

Harry was a little moved, the spell seemed really useful, but it was black magic... He hesitated and said, "I'm afraid it won't work... Owen, don't learn black magic, okay? Isn't Dumbledore teaching us better?" He looked at Owen with sincere pleading eyes.

Owen looked away, looked at the stone wall of the lounge, and said briskly, "Ah, we're here."

"Huh? Oh." Harry looked at the back of Owen saying the password to enter the stone gate, and felt a little blocked inexplicably.

After this noisy night, Hogwarts ushered in a sunny morning.The sky was as blue as washing, and there were clear drops of water hanging on the grass. The morning sun shone warmly into the windows of the castle, and cast pale golden spots on the ground.

Taking advantage of the time when there was no class, Owen wandered in the Forbidden Forest, stepping on the soft branches and leaves soaked by rain on the ground, and came to the place where he controlled Lupine to hide last night, a small tree hole.

Standing outside the tree hole and taking a look in, what was unexpected but reasonable was that Lupine did not leave.He was still wearing his tattered robe, which was soaked through, and his light brown hair was hanging wet.He leaned silently against a corner of the tree hole, with his head buried low, as if he had fallen asleep.

After hearing the movement outside, his body moved, and he raised his head suddenly, revealing that pale, haggard and extremely dejected face, his brows were tightly frowned, and his eyes were full of worry and regret.

"Good morning, Lupine." Owen said calmly, "I didn't expect you to leave yet."

"It's you..." Lupine said slowly in a hoarse voice, "thank you for stopping me last night... Are they all right?" He clenched his fists tightly, his expression becoming a little pained.

"No one had an accident, only a few people were scared." Owen pulled out his wand and thoughtfully helped him dry his clothes.He glanced at the wound on Lupin's body that was soaked white by the rain, shook his head and said, "Tsk, you don't blame me for hitting too hard, do you?"

"It's what I deserve." Lupine squeezed out a bitter smile, "I know you've shown mercy...but I hope you remember that the next time you see a mad werewolf like me, holding back will only make you You are in danger."

"Healing as before." Owen pointed to his wound and chanted the healing spell, and asked casually, "Why were you at Hogwarts last night? Natasha told me that you disappeared from the bookstore a few days ago."

"A few days ago?" Lupine let Owen tap his body with his wand with a wooden face, and repeated in a low voice.His expression turned sad for a moment, then resolute.

He said hoarsely: "In my memory, I came to Hogwarts yesterday to visit Peter Pettigrew. He is my old friend. After saying goodbye to him, I suddenly wanted to see Harry , I knew Harry's parents... but I forgot last night was a full moon."

"How could you forget the time of the night of the full moon?" Owen said with a half-smile.

"Yeah, how could I forget the time of the full moon night, and how could I come to a place like Hogwarts on the full moon night." Lupine smiled wryly, and raised his finger to his head , "but that's what my memory tells me."

"Your memory..." Owen narrowed his eyes, and leaned against the edge of the tree hole, his figure was at the edge of darkness.

"I'm sure there's something wrong with my memory and Peter Pettigrew." Lupine said calmly, "As long as I'm caught last night, I'll be locked up in AZ regardless of whether I hurt anyone or not." Caban was even executed, and the Ministry of Magic's interrogation methods can only draw such a conclusion from my head... and thank you for not letting me be caught last night."

"I just don't want to cause trouble." Owen played with the wand in his hand, and said casually, "If you are caught, investigators from the Ministry of Magic will definitely go to my bookstore to investigate and confirm whether you are driven by someone..."

"In any case, I want to thank you." Lupine said with a smile, "I just found out that you have a good relationship with Harry. Owen, I wish I could call you that, can you remind Harry for me?" ?Remind him to be wary of Peter Pettigrew."

"Okay, but I'm not sure he will believe my unreasonable advice." Owen glanced at him.

"I know, that's the purpose of my stay, I have to meet Dumbledore." Lupine said in a calm tone, "I know, I did something to disappoint him, but I want to atone for it even more, Even if he wants to arrest me and send it to the Ministry of Magic... Don't worry, I won't tell anyone that you helped me, and I will modify this part of the memory."

"Dumbledore is not at school these days," Owen said, "I'm not sure if he will come back early after what happened last night."

"That's it." Lupine sighed, "Then I'd better go back and write." He looked up at Owen again and said, "After I go back, I will resign, sorry to trouble you, Owen. "

"Actually, it's not necessary. Natasha keeps writing me letters to praise you." Owen looked at the bird singing on the branch with a lazy smile, and said jokingly, "Such a cheap, honest and useful employee can't be found in this world. It’s hard to find online. If you’re really sorry, help me teach Natasha a little bit more, teach her how to count, and... let her write well.”

Lupine froze for a moment, a gentle smile appeared on his face.He said lowly, "Thank you."

Owen threw him a packed breakfast, then waved his hand, and disappeared into the dense forest, only the chirping of birds and the patter of water dripping from the treetops remained.

……

At the dinner two days later, Dumbledore stood up and announced: "Now, I will present the Special Contribution Award to the school. Please invite our winners: Mr. Owen Shafik, Mr. Harry Potter, Hermione Miss Granger. Welcome!"

Amidst applause and cheers, Owen took the heavy trophy bearing the names of the three of them from Dumbledore's hand, and stuffed it into Harry's arms.He wasn't interested in the trophy that was going into the trophy room, and he was still thinking about how to deal with the nagging in his father's letter.

The three of them took a group photo with the trophy in their hands, and then returned to their respective long tables.Dinner tonight was especially good.

"Owen, Mr. Dumbledore hopes that you can go to his office with me tonight." While eating, Harry leaned forward and said.

"Is there no Hermione?" Owen was repelled in his heart.As a dark wizard, he just wanted to stay away from Dumbledore.

"Well, he didn't say he was going to invite Hermione..." said Harry.

"Tsk, treat them differently." Owen glanced at Dumbledore who was tasting a plate of honey cake, and said with a smile.

"Perhaps he didn't do it for the Special Contribution Award." Harry looked at him and said, "Speaking of which, you seem to be reluctant to meet Professor Dumbledore?"

"Yes, I always feel very stressed in front of him." Owen said casually.

"I think so too, but he's actually quite an interesting person in private."

After the dinner, the two came to the principal's office along the familiar road.Owen came to this interesting circular room for the second time. Compared with the last time, the surrounding furnishings basically remained unchanged. The old headmasters in the portraits were still sleeping with their eyes closed. Fox stood on the gilded perch with black eyes looked at him.

"Ah, you are here." Dumbledore said to them with a smile, "Good evening."

The three chatted nonsense for a while, before Dumbledore got to the point: "Professor Snape told me that you performed some great spells that night, Owen. I have to thank you for protecting Hogwarts, Though that's not supposed to be your job."

"It's just for self-protection, sir. I want to know why there are werewolves in the school." Owen didn't want to discuss the matter of the spell, so he changed the subject calmly.

"Oh, that should be the job of our security consultant." Dumbledore blinked, and then sighed a little tiredly: "However, I just learned not long ago that Mr. Werewolf was originally here to visit you Professor Peter."

"Pettigret?" Harry asked in surprise, "But didn't the werewolf break into the school?"

"No, he and Peter are friends. It was a few days later that Peter plucked up the courage to tell me that he and his werewolf friend just forgot that night was the night of the full moon, because of the rainy days..." Dumbledore stared at Harry with blue eyes, and spoke slowly.

"It's unreasonable, Professor..." Harry frowned, "Werewolves shouldn't forget the date of the full moon night, and Professor Peter shouldn't be negligent in this matter."

"Yeah, yeah, but that's how it happened." Dumbledore said softly, "I think it's amazing too."

Owen twitched the corners of his mouth. He was sure that Dumbledore had sensed that something was wrong with Peter, but he wanted to use this to sharpen the children.

While Harry was thinking suspiciously, Dumbledore turned his attention to Owen.But before he could speak, Owen spoke first: "Professor, do you know Ravenclaw's diadem?"

He was satisfied to see that Dumbledore's expression froze for a moment, and then became nonchalant again.In order to prevent Dumbledore from being idle and staring at himself, Owen immediately decided to throw Voldemort to him to play.

"Ravenclaw's crown is said to increase wisdom." Dumbledore said slowly, "Of course, never rely on and pursue those things. Wisdom is our wealth, but not everything."

"I understand, Professor. However, that crown seems to have appeared at Hogwarts." Owen showed a perfect smile, "At the end of last semester, I learned that the Weasley twins found it in a secret room in the castle. a diadem, and sold it off as a replica..."

"Then, I heard that something...very weird happened." He explained the anomalies brought about by the crown in a soothing and curious tone, and finally asked: "Professor, do you think that crown is real?" Is it? Or a powerful dark magic item?"

Dumbledore thoughtfully pushed the half-moon glasses on the bridge of his nose, and there was a heavy look in his sharp but gentle eyes.He said slowly: "I don't know. Regarding unknown things, one should not jump to conclusions until one has seen them with one's own eyes."

After learning more important information, Dumbledore seemed to have given up discussing any in-depth topics with Owen.After instructing Harry on a spell and answering some of Owen's theoretical questions about magic advancement, he let them go.

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