A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 29 Lady Gray
The light and fluttering Tarot cards landed slowly, one person and one ghost met each other's eyes, and the surroundings were silent.

"Then... do you know who I am?" Ms. Gray stared at Owen with a probing tone.

"Since you say that, on behalf of Ms. Gray, you allow me... to peek into your heart with restrictions?" Owen said politely, his eyes confident and sincere, "Of course, if you don't want to, you don't have to worry .I have always been a rule-abiding person, and I will never wantonly explore the secrets hidden in people's hearts."

"Tell me, who am I?" said Ms. Gray firmly.

"Well, if this is what you expect..." Owen bowed gracefully, touching his chest, "Ms. Helena Ravenclaw."

At this moment, Ms. Gray's expression completely lost her composure, and she took a big step back, moving away from Owen.

Her identity should only be known by two people in Hogwarts, or in other words, two ghosts.Besides herself, the other insider was Baron the Bloody, whom she despised but knew he would never tell.Perhaps many years ago, there was a similar teenager who got this news from her by relying on sweet words.

Ms. Gray looked at the boy in front of her, and couldn't help but compare it with the boy many years ago.The same elegance and poise, the same youthful handsomeness and lovability.They looked so similar, but they were completely different. At least that person had never had this magic power of insight into the soul and the contradictory charm of flamboyant yet restrained.

A very mysterious person, but unexpectedly not annoying.

"So, what is your purpose?" Ms. Gray restrained her arrogance, and her expression and tone became serious and cautious.

Mutual respect and equality are the prerequisites for in-depth exchanges and cooperation.

Owen showed a bright smile, and he stopped making detours: "Ms. Gray, do you know the truth fax machine that appeared in the castle?"

"Yes," said Ms. Gray succinctly. "You're interested in it?"

"Yes, I need to find it and ask it a question. I don't think anyone is more proficient in how to find something in Hogwarts than you." Owen suppressed the smile on his face and looked at the other party with a sincere expression Silver hazy eyes, "I don't expect you to tell me the first time you find it. I understand that everyone has questions that want to be answered, and everyone has the right to get answers."

"What I hope is that if you find it for the second time, and you happen to plan to tell someone the news, please give me priority." Owen said calmly, "After all, everyone can only use it once a year ..."

"I don't expect it to answer any of my questions, it's meaningless to Phantom." Ms. Gray looked at him, seeming to smile, "However, there happened to be a student from my college who took this matter before you Please."

"That's it," Owen showed a helpless expression, and then said seriously, "Then please allow me to line up!"

The smile on Ms. Gray's face deepened a little: "I promise, I will consider you as soon as possible."

She paused, and then said in a voice that was barely audible: "For the sake of being the first to think of ghosts needing answers."

"Please allow me to express my thanks in advance, Ms. Gray." Owen bowed again, "At this time of day every day, I will wait in the small room on the side of the auditorium on the first floor."

"By the way, let's get to know each other formally," Owen stretched out his right hand, "Owen Shafik, please give me your advice, Ms. Gray."

"Please teach me more... Owen." Ms. Gray stretched out her silver-white palm and touched his palm slightly, then withdrew her hand.

Without the feeling of touching each other, Owen felt as if his palms were immersed in a cloud of icy water vapor, and a coolness quickly spread along his palms.

The atmosphere became much more harmonious. Owen picked up the suitcase he put on the ground, and asked in a relaxed tone: "Ms. Gray, I heard that the ghosts of Hogwarts often gather. Can I be lucky enough to attend once?" ?”

"You want all the ghosts to be your eyes and ears?" Ms. Gray looked at him with a smile, and easily saw what he hadn't concealed. "Then you have to be prepared to run into a wall."

"I still have a little confidence in communicating with people." Owen said with a smile.

Ms. Gray nodded slightly: "I can invite you to our next meeting, which will be at nine o'clock tomorrow night, in the classroom on the far right on the basement floor."

"It's an honor, Ms. Gray," Owen said.

He drew out his wand, and cast a spell on the scattered Tarot cards on the ground. One by one, the cards jumped up lightly from the ground, and the milk swallows flew back into his hands like throwing themselves into their arms.

Next, Owen bid farewell to Ms. Gray, and continued to explore along the established route under the gaze of the other party's calm eyes.

Afterwards, there were no more surprises. Owen searched all the way to the seventh floor, and the pointer of his pocket watch pointed to one o'clock in the morning.He ended this exploration with mental preparation, and quickly returned to his dormitory.

The lights in the dormitory have been turned off, and the water waves of the Black Lake are slightly rippling, casting gentle and soothing dark green water ripples in the circular room, becoming the only light source here.

After his eyes got used to the extremely dim light, Owen saw a dark figure sitting at the round table in the middle of the bedroom, and it was a little scary to see it suddenly.

Owen took a closer look, only to realize that it was Draco Malfoy.He looked at Theodore's bed again, and saw a pale face protruding from the curtain... well, this one was more terrifying.

"Haven't you slept so late?" Owen put his unused suitcase back in its original place.

"In the middle of the night, we found out that neither you nor Harry were here." Draco said in his characteristic slow tone, "didn't expect you to be interested in that sensational rumor? I thought only that fool Harry would Tempted..."

"He hasn't come back yet?" Owen glanced at Harry's four-poster bed, and it was no surprise that the kid would slip out to join in the fun.

"I thought you were with him." Draco glanced at Owen haughtily, his gray eyes shining in the darkness, "I'm staying here just to give you a piece of advice. Next time you do something like this It's best not to hide it from us when it happens, lest after you are caught, the dean will accuse me of not being optimistic about you."

"Don't worry, it won't affect you." Owen said jokingly, "As long as you don't go out and get involved in this matter like us."

"I don't believe in such silly jokes." Draco raised his chin even higher, "But you better ask my opinion before you go out next time, although I don't want to go with you anyway , but if you are sincere, it is not impossible for me to help solve some troubles."

"You can just say it if you want to go, it's so twists and turns, it's hard for me to understand." Owen said jokingly.

"I don't want to go!" Draco jumped up like a cat whose tail has been stepped on.

"Okay, I see." Owen said while taking care of himself.

After he climbed onto the bed, Harry arrived late, and judging from the somewhat disappointed expression on his face, it was obvious that he also got nothing.

Owen yawned, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

(End of this chapter)