A broken Hogwarts

Although Harry repeatedly emphasized that he did not need Owen's protection, and even tried to persuade Dumbledore to give up this idea, Owen secretly recited a warning spell on his glasses so that he could protect himself when he encountered danger. You can receive alerts here.

But Owen doesn't have the heart to protect this guy inseparably. After returning from the principal's office that day, he handed over this task to Melete and Nyx, asking them to help keep an eye on Harry.

Neko's keen senses can detect danger in time, and Nyx has the ability to teleport at will in Hogwarts. Together, they can play a big role.

In response, a reluctant Melete summoned her brothers and sisters who had been doing nothing of late. A group of cats with different fur colors wandered lazily inside and outside the castle all day long, taking turns staring at Harry.

In this regard, Professor McGonagall, who had always been worried about Harry's safety, was happy to see the result and encouraged and praised the cats and dogs for their behavior.

Harry felt that his life was getting weirder and weirder. No matter where he appears, as long as you look around, you will always find one or two cats lying on the window sill lazily basking in the sun, walking gracefully with cat steps, or squatting in a corner and squinting. Bright eyes squinted at him proudly.

Although the cats and cats were cute, after seeing them too many times, he always had a weird illusion that he was surrounded by countless Owens. Well, whether it's his elegant and lazy posture, his sleek hair, or his squinting eyes, he looks very much like Irving.

"It's strange, there are a lot of cats and dogs in the school recently..."

During the second Care of Magical Creatures lesson, Harry said with a puzzled look on his face, carefully stroking the chin of a catnive.

After some guidance from Owen, Hagrid finally seemed to understand that children like animals with furry appearance. For this class, he found a nest of cat nuggets from the Forbidden Forest, and also lured Professor McGonagall's nuggets over with their favorite catnip.

In this class, Hagrid taught the students how to identify the characteristics of a neko and how to take care of its cubs.

In response, Owen's eyes were as bright as those of a group of little witches. He fondled each cat lovingly and fed them with a smile, leaving his friends aside.

"Ah? Isn't that all?" Hearing Harry's words, Draco looked at him with his unfocused gray eyes, and casually grabbed the long hair on the tip of a cat's tail with his palm.

"Meow!" The white-haired cat raccoon who was rolling in catnip was instantly furious. He turned around and scratched the back of Draco's hand with three bloody marks. He bared his small fangs and hissed at him. Breathing.

Draco looked at the scars on the back of his hands, and his expression suddenly froze.

"Oh, didn't I just say that? Cats are proud and moody creatures. Unless they are very close to you, don't scratch their tails..." Hagrid ran over, like a She was mumbling like an old woman, and lovingly touched the cat's head with the tip of her finger to soothe the other person's emotions.

"It scratched me!" Draco glared angrily at Hagrid, and then glared hard at the cat who scratched his paw. Shouldn't this big guy come over to comfort himself? Do you seem to have a good temper?

The cat raccoon sensed his hostility, its fur arched its back, and its ears turned into airplane ears.

"What are you going to do, Draco?" Owen walked over silently like a ghost, gently pursed his pale white lips, and looked at him meticulously. Then he leaned down and skillfully comforted the cat, his pleasant expression was extremely gentle.

"I don't do anything." Draco said with a sullen face. What can he do? It's not good to start a fuss just because a cat scratched you, and he wants to slap his face on it.

Although Neko is a magical animal, it looks like a cute and harmless cat.

"So, why are you pulling its tail?" Harry looked at Draco with a headache. When will this guy mature a little and get rid of his bad habit of always being mean to others?

"Hmph, it was the one who dangled his tail in front of my eyes first." Draco snorted confidently and turned his head away.

Pansy came over nervously, took his hand, and bandaged him carefully with her cheeks flushed, with a worried expression as if he had suffered some fatal injury.

Draco's chin rose higher and higher, his expression arrogant and reserved, until Pansy tied a beautiful bow with a bandage on the back of his hand, and his pale face suddenly turned pink...

This class was relaxed and enjoyable for most of the students. Even Hagrid, as a professor, was loved by the little wizards. No one cared about Hagrid's huge figure. Hagrid, who noticed this change, laughed so hard that he couldn't even see his eyebrows. After class, he happily hummed an unpleasant tune.

Time passed day by day, and life in Hogwarts became incredibly peaceful. There were no more accidents or attacks here, as if all dangers were isolated from the school, this ancient castle was filled with laughter all day long.

Care of Magical Creatures lessons are full of fun from the start. After learning about hippogriffs and catnives, Hagrid also brought in thorns and swallow-tailed dogs. Hagrid, who is not obsessed with large monsters for the time being, has shown his professionalism in the field of magical animals. Currently, he has It seems quite reliable.

But Owen was keenly aware of Hagrid's eagerness to give it a try. It was obvious that he was still determined to bring large magical animals into the classroom, and no one knew when he would be unable to restrain himself.

Defense Against the Dark Arts class is both painful and joyful for the students.

From the beginning of the second class, Sirius taught them practical spells, while arranging students to exchange opponents to fight in pairs, and sometimes organized a noisy team battle. At that time, the whole classroom would always be in chaos, with curses flying and screaming.

Many students would fall on the mat again and again in every class, making their bones sore. Sometimes they would be knocked unconscious once or twice, or fall under some weird curses. However, Sirius's treatment was always very timely, leaving them no time to be lazy and had to stand up and get back into the tense duel.

For this reason, many students complained endlessly, but after discovering that they had made tremendous progress compared with before, everyone felt a great sense of accomplishment, and their performance in class became more positive.

The members of the study group performed significantly better than the other students, and Draco was so proud that his tail was raised. Sirius quickly discovered this, and deliberately divided the study group into two teams, leading other students to compete with each other, which not only further aroused enthusiasm, but also suppressed the raised tails of some people.

Under Sirius's arrangement, Draco and Harry were often each other's opponents, sometimes dueling in pairs, sometimes leading a team to fight. Harry, who had been trained by Sirius for a whole summer, rarely lost in individual duels with Draco, but in team competitions he always lost and lost, because Draco was very good at sneak attacks at every opportunity and could always think of something. Come up with some crooked ideas that are hard to guard against. Owen, who was obviously far beyond the level of a student, was excluded from the students. In every class, he basically served as Sirius's assistant, helping to look after other students. Sometimes he would also serve as the captain of a group of students, leading them into a big fight with another group of students led by Sirius.

The windows of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom were shattered to the ground after every class. The portraits hanging in the classroom screamed loudly in protest, and were finally moved outside the classroom as they wished.

In the ancient runes class, Owen had already started studying another ancient magic script. For this reason, he also dabbled in the study of ancient Greek. Fortunately, his memory is very good, allowing him to make rapid progress in learning complex languages ​​and characters, which Professor Babling greatly appreciated.

The only thing that was a little funny and uncomfortable was the divination class. In every class, Professor Trelawney would stare at Owen and Harry with big, tearful eyes, as if they were going to die suddenly on the spot at any moment. Many students in the class respected her so much that they almost worshiped her. They also imitated her nagging look and would always look at the two of them with pity.

After confirming that he had no prophecy talent, Owen became less interested in this course. After completing the class tasks quickly in each class, he spent the rest of the time immersed in the wall space.

It seemed to Harry that he was sleeping peacefully.

Trelawney, who first saw this situation, would always make a fuss and come over to check Owen's breathing to confirm whether he was still alive. Later, Trelawney, who understood that Owen was just sleeping, was so angry that she had tears in her eyes. She shook her head and sighed loudly, "It is impossible for such a lazy person to become a prophet" and "My third eye cannot see the aura on you." Something like that.

Faced with Owen's own way of doing things, she finally angrily chose to turn a blind eye, treating him as a transparent person and focusing on predicting Harry's death.

"I thought you would always be welcomed by every professor, Owen." Harry was a little stunned by Trelawney's repeated death predictions. "Professor Trelawney is really unprecedented. Yes or no?"

"Ah, you can't expect a person to be liked by everyone." Owen yawned lazily, his eyes narrowed like a cat, "You don't need to be liked by everyone."

"Yeah, I hope Professor Trelawney can ignore me..." At this point, Harry suddenly stared at him deeply. Isn't this what this guy had in mind? Now Trelawney ignored Owen and kept catching herself as the object of prophecy of death.

Cunning Owen!

In addition to the usual classes, study group meetings are also going on as usual.

This year, with everyone's consent, several new members were welcomed into the study group. Daphne called Astoria, Harry called Ginny, Hermione and Neville brought Ron, and Owen invited Luna.

Draco kept a tired expression towards the four newcomers. Apart from not having much opinion about Astoria, he didn't like the two new Weasleys at all, and he didn't like Luna's weird dress.

"Won't you pick some normal people?" he complained in a long voice, "I think our team shouldn't be one where cats and dogs can sneak in. We have to raise the standards."

"It's just a group that learns and progresses together. What standards should we use?" Harry asked in confusion, then turned to a few newcomers who were a little at a loss and said, "Relax, Draco has always been like this. , In fact, he has a good heart..." He lowered his voice for the last sentence.

Taking advantage of the gap when Harry was not paying attention to her, Ginny raised her face proudly and glanced at Draco, then gave Harry her best smile with a face of obedience and admiration. Ron and Neville stood together, their eyes wandering around, looking a little uncomfortable.

Astoria ran to Daphne, while Luna looked at everyone curiously with a pair of big gray eyes, with an interested expression on her face, and waved happily to Owen, with the The little carrot earrings twitched.

"In fact, Ron came to me and Neville and told me that he wanted to join the study group." Hermione whispered to Harry once, "I was also surprised. You know, he has always been awkward... …”

Although the new people's integration was a bit stumbling, once they became familiar with each other, they got along well. At least Harry was used to mediating the relationships between members, and was especially experienced in dealing with conflicts between Draco and others.

Every weekend, all members of the study group would gather in an empty classroom to learn and practice spells enthusiastically. After coming into contact with Dementors, everyone became more interested in the Patronus Charm, but so far no one has become the third person to summon the Patronus after Harry and Daphne.

The principal's private lessons with Harry were still going on. It's just that in addition to teaching new knowledge, it also adds a link to promote one's own ideas. In Owen's view, this is the brainwashing and fraud link.

Every time Harry came back from the principal's office, he was as excited as if he had been given a shot of blood. He looked like he could not wait to devote himself to a great cause immediately, which made Owen feel a little pity. This kid was so deceived that he couldn't find any clue.

Grindelwald is really evil...

But for Irving, the principal answered questions as usual, as if the last impassioned speech never happened.

With the other party's dedicated answers, Owen quickly broke through some of the problems he was currently facing, and his research on various projects progressed rapidly.

Owen is becoming more and more accustomed to using the time turner to manage his life. When there are no classes, he will come to the Room of Requirement and seize the time to conduct his own research.

He didn't have time to keep an eye on Harry all the time, he would just keep the Marauder's Map handy and take a look at it when he had time.

Although he was more inclined to catch Bellatrix and the others, they didn't show up at all, and even if Owen used Harry as bait, he couldn't catch Harry. They can't even be found anywhere, and even if Owen has an idea, it's just a trick.

Since there were no worries to disturb him, Owen spent more time in the wall space, studying various magics that he was interested in, and made obvious progress. (End of chapter)