A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 34 The Mantra Fax Machine

"Unbelievable, how on earth did you manage to make almost all the professors fall in love with you? Huh?" Blaise frantically poked the button in front of him with his wand, turning it into a crooked oval unknown object.

Looking at the result of his transformation, he gave a dissatisfied "tsk" and turned to chat with Owen in a low voice.

"Genius will always be favored." Owen looked at him with a smile, showing an expression of "I can't help it". "And studious, polite and humble are the qualities that professors love."

"Your last sentence is not at all humble." Blaise muttered, "I dare say that Professor Binns of the History of Magic is not so friendly to other geniuses except you. In fact, he treats everyone as a It doesn't exist, but it will give you extra points!"

“Professor Binns just likes students who can really offer interesting insights into what he’s talking about,” Owen says with a laugh.In fact, regardless of the hypnotic lecture method of the ghost professor, the knowledge he taught was really interesting to Owen.

"Forget it, we've exhausted all our energy just to stay awake in History of Magic class." Blaise spread his hands.

Daphne had just turned her button into a crude badge, and she agreed in a low voice, "I agree with you."

On the seat in front, Harry also successfully transformed his own buttons, then turned his head and asked in a low voice: "Owen, what other spell do you think can allow us to avoid Percy Weasley and those fellows? "

Recently, the Gryffindor prefects have been watching them closely every night, and it is not easy for Harry to sneak out of the common room at night, so that the frequency of his night trips has also decreased a lot.

Fortunately, the prefects would never dare to guard the exit of the common room of the opposing college or catch people on the only way to go out. Otherwise, there would definitely be a dozen senior students who covered their faces and knocked the opponent unconscious and stuffed them into the toilet. inside.For the students, they could endure playing cat and mouse with the prefects in the castle, but what if the other party dared to block people at the door?This is provocation!It is a violation of freedom!Moreover, want us to be soft on other academies?Don't be cowardly, just do it!

Under the lessons learned by the prefects of several different colleges represented by Percy Weasley, the four colleges began to maintain such a tacit understanding.It is also for this reason that the students who wandered out at night were not banned, but used their abilities to fight wits and courage with the prefects, staged a late-night "Battle Royale".

"If you can learn the Disillusionment Curse, they will definitely not be able to find you." Owen joked.For the complex and difficult spell of the Disillusionment Curse, he has studied it for a long time before the start of school, and he has just started it recently. Although the flaw is not small, it is still no problem to hide it from the little wizard who has not graduated.

"Or, an invisibility cloak would do," he added.

"It sounds like the Disillusionment Charm and the Invisibility Cloak are very common..." Harry sighed helplessly.He has been thinking about the Disillusionment Charm for a long time recently, but he has no idea at all.As for the invisibility cloak, although he had a lot of money in Gringotts, the invisibility cloak itself was a rare thing.

"I can write to my dad, and he'll definitely find one for me." Draco said triumphantly, hearing the whispered conversation between the two.

These days, the relationship between Harry and Draco has gradually eased a lot. Although there are still some disagreements and no one can convince the other, fortunately, they both know how to take a step back.Draco stopped talking badly about Hagrid, and Harry didn't say anything about Hagrid in front of him... anyway, just live.

"Before then, I might try the illusion charm." Harry muttered, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that Owen was a real genius, and he could even learn the illusion spell so quickly.Recently, he borrowed the Encyclopedia of Spells from Owen, and learned a lot of spells from it.

As everyone knows, at this time Owen is also envious in his heart.This guy's talent for spell learning is really outstanding. If it is said that Owen's rapid progress in learning spells depends on solid theoretical knowledge, then Harry is really a genius with an excellent intuition for spells, especially in dueling magic. extraordinary.Other than that, Harry was best at... Potions.

Perhaps because he really believed Professor Snape's high hopes for him, Harry put a lot of effort into Potions, so that he performed particularly well in Potions class.Even though Snape was about to stick his hooked nose to the back of Harry's head every time, it was hard to find too much fault, and in the end he could only throw a little Potions counterfeit to hit the other party, and then Get yourself so angry that you turn to tormenting the Gryffindor students...

Gryffindor: Destroy, tired.

As the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Professor McGonagall assigned a thick homework before letting the little wizards out of the classroom.

"Would you like to take a look at the new stuff I got?" Blaise took out a rectangular iron-like object from his school bag with great interest, and stuck him on the wall.The shape of the iron sheet instantly became exactly the same as the wallpaper, as if it had been integrated into the wall.

Harry and Draco hid away when they saw this, they were very wary of the outlandish things Blaise had come up with.Crabbe and Goyle watched curiously, and after finding out that it was not for food, they followed behind Draco with little interest.

"Daphne, do you want to come over and have a try?" Blaise rolled his eyes and looked at the girl who was chatting with Pansy.

"Me?" Daphne raised her head, looked at him with those clear and beautiful blue eyes, and a bright smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Okay."

She walked over quickly, and when she was close to the iron plate, she suddenly stretched out her right foot and hooked Blaise's ankle, causing him to stagger and slam his face against the wall.

bang——

A huge red fist attached to a spring frame bounced out of the iron sheet, and hit Blaise in the face, causing him to fly out like a rubber ball, and finally stuck to the opposite wall.

Blaise slowly slid down from the wall, his entire face covered in a big red fist-shaped pattern.He laughed and got up from the ground, and ran over excitedly to remove the restored iron sheet.

"Fully automatic face punching machine, the gloves are also coated with super ink, which requires a strong detergent to wash off, otherwise it will have to wait for seven days for it to fade by itself..." Blaise held the funny red fist marks on his face, Rubbing his charming face indifferently, he introduced excitedly: "It's interesting! It's a pity that Daphne didn't get to enjoy it."

"Brace!" Daphne kicked over, glared at him after being avoided by the opponent, but was amused by the pattern on the opponent's face, "then you can go on with this fist mark. I mean , you look much more pleasing to the eye now than before."

"Right, Owen?" She winked at Owen, smiling slyly.

"Maybe." Owen winked at her too.He really thought Blaise would get along with the Weasley twin, if he would let go of his arrogance towards strangers a little...

"Since you said that, I have to wipe it off quickly." Blaise shrugged, "Do you want to go outside the castle?"

"Okay, I just want to send a few letters." Owen said.

……

Late at night, Owen returned to the dormitory with a sleepy expression.Apparently it was another night of nothing.

Only Theodore was in the dormitory, and at this time he had fallen into a deep sleep, snoring lightly.

After Owen packed his things and climbed into bed, Harry and Draco rushed back together after a long time.

"Damn Percy Weasley! I don't know what to do, I will turn him into a pig and hang him on the gate of Hogwarts someday!" Draco's distraught voice came all the way. .

"Stop talking, he's just doing his duty." Harry replied in a weak tone, "I really can't imagine that that fax machine is just playing tricks on me..."

"I've said it a long time ago, that kind of thing is totally unreliable!" Draco was still furious, but his tone became smug.Then he hurried to the bathroom.

Owen asked quietly: "So, you found that fax machine?" Is this the protagonist's halo?
"Yeah." Harry's tone became more depressed, "in a dungeon. We were caught just after we asked the question..."

"What did you ask?" Owen asked curiously, "If you can say..."

"There's nothing you can't say, I asked it... What special power does I have in me?" Harry said weakly.

"You actually ask such a question?" Owen was surprised.

"Actually, I want to ask it more, why I was assigned to Slytherin, and I want to find out who is behind it." Harry said after a pause.

"However, Draco told me I'd better figure out what powers I had in me that allowed me to defeat Voldemort, saying they were essentially the same problem, and that it must be a gift that Slytherin valued... even if it wasn't, The problem of the branch can also be investigated, or next time he will help me ask..."

"I happen to be curious too," said Harry.

"Have you got your answer yet?"

"Hmm..." Harry sounded like he was moaning, "But, that was just a prank!"

"Can you say it?" Owen's eyes sparkled in the darkness.

"Uh..." Harry scratched his head in embarrassment, and finally squeezed out a few words, "The aura of the protagonist who is not dead?"

Owen's eyes froze.What about "love"?

This is by no means a real answer, but more like... something that Owen himself would think of immediately!
"Is it not the function of the fax machine to give the correct answer to a question, but to give the answer that is in the mind of someone who knows the answer?"

"The truth fax machine... I see, it's not the truth, but the truth! It speaks the truth from those who know it!" Owen hissed lightly, "It can't answer some questions because no one knows! "

"Too bad..." The key question is that Owen knows too much!

(End of this chapter)