A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 89

Ou Wenzai carefully inspected the black suitcase in front of him, it was the same style as his own suitcase, but the appearance looked a little older.

There is also the crest of the Shafiq family on the side of the box, and the gorgeous coat of arms makes this unremarkable box a bit more mysterious.

Owen took the box back to the empty dormitory, pulled out his wand and clicked on the badge on the box, making it disappear as if it had been erased by an eraser.

After carefully checking that there were no special marks on the outside of the box, he opened the box. The first thing he saw was the wooden stairs leading down, and the bottom of the box could not be seen at a glance.He stepped into the box, walked down the stairs, and entered a spacious room.

Looking around, the room Owen is in is generally rectangular and square, with exquisite patterns carved on the pillars and walls on the four sides.There are some miscellaneous items in the room, including old furniture, scattered decorations and daily necessities, like a utility room.He also found a large bag of galleons lying on a table, who had left it there.

Pass through the rectangular room, open a carved wooden door on the other side, and you will see an elegant foyer, with a door on each side and an upward staircase.

Owen first opened the opposite door. Inside was a long corridor, and on the left side of the corridor were rooms.At the end of the corridor is a wall with a mighty dragon pattern carved on it.

The door to the left of the foyer leads to a large square room with massive walls, a deep black floor and a high ceiling with ornate chandeliers.Most of the room was empty, except for a few rows of bookshelves on one side and three broomsticks next to it. It was unknown what the room was used for.

"It's interesting." Owen looked at the layout of the room, nodded with satisfaction, then returned to the hall, and opened the door on the right.

The door on the right leads directly to the outside of the house, as if entering the outside all at once.The sky is gray and white, making it difficult to tell how high it is, and the ground is also gray lead gray, which is hard to step on. The boundary between the sky and the earth is not clear, so Owen doesn't know how big it is, but Certainly not smaller than the area of ​​a court.

Looking back at the door just walked out, it was the door of a house. The two-story big house was extraordinary and occupied a large area.

"Which ancestor built such a house here when he had nothing to do..." Owen shook his head, but smiled with satisfaction, "In this case, it will save a lot of trouble."

He looked into the distance for the last time, then turned back to the first room, walked out of the box along the stairs, sat on the bed and fell into deep thought.

"The next step is a big project, but it's worth it for a wonderful performance!"

……

The weather in November was getting colder, the gray mountains around Hogwarts were covered with snow and ice, the lake was starting to freeze, and every morning there was a layer of hoarfrost on the ground.

The dungeon of the castle is even colder and biting, and Owen also likes to curl up in the armchair in front of the fireplace in the common room more and more, warming up with Melet in his arms. Everyone and the cat feel that it would be fatal to let them leave the lounge. of.

But their desire to lounge by the fire was still not fulfilled, because the Quidditch season had begun.Owen didn't watch the previous games for various reasons, but today's game is Slytherin vs. Gryffindor.Facing his first match at his house, Owen was dragged onto the Quidditch pitch by Harry and Blaise.

With the mentality that I can't be the only one to suffer, Owen carried Melet out, and one person and one cat sat shivering in the cold wind.All the little wizards didn't seem to feel the cold. They were arguing nervously and expectantly, screaming and cheering enthusiastically. Owen couldn't understand what it was about the sport of Quidditch that fascinated them so much.

He self-consciously recited a few magic spells to prevent wind and cold, and finally he no longer felt cold.But not being able to sit in front of the fire always made him feel empty.

Soon, players began to enter the field, and the game officially began.No matter what the circumstances, whenever the two houses of Slytherin and Gryffindor faced each other, the atmosphere would be particularly tense and intense.

Players on both sides interfered with each other in every possible way, sometimes smashing each other with broomsticks, sometimes hitting each other with Bludgers in the back of the head, but in general the Slytherins did foul more, because they respected victory. , the means are not important.The narrator, Lee Jordan, gave occasional gaffes and cursed, but the Slytherins were far ahead.

Owen glanced at Gryffindor's Seeker. It was a small boy he didn't recognize.At this time, Harry was sitting not far from him, staring intently at the game, dancing with excitement, cheering, annoyed or angry about the situation on the field from time to time, it seemed that he really loved Quidditch.

In the end, Terrance, the Slytherin team's Seeker, caught the Snitch, and the game ended, Slytherin won.

The cheers around Owen deafened his ears, and there were boos from the Gryffindor stands.

"Next year, next year I will definitely sign up for the Quidditch team!" Harry said with a flushed face, both excited and cold.

"I'm sure I can go in," Draco said slowly.

"Hey, I don't want to play, I just want to see Owen's helpless expression." Blaise said with a smirk.

Owen walked towards the lounge expressionlessly: "I hate Quidditch."

Daphne couldn't help laughing, and blinked her blue eyes at him: "Actually, it's good to go out for a walk more, you seem to be in a bad mood recently." Her senses are always very keen.

The group did not go to the common room, but planned to attend a new round of gatherings in the study group, this time in a classroom on the fourth floor.

When passing through a corridor, there was a low voice of conversation, the voices of Professor Snape and Quirrell.

"...have you figured out how to get past that big dog?" Snape's voice was cold and mocking.

"But... but, Severus, I..." Quirrell's voice stammered, terrified.

"You don't want to be my enemy, Quirrell." Snape's voice became more oppressive.

"I...I don't know what you...you mean." Qi Luo said submissively.

"You know exactly what I mean." Snape's cold tone seemed to freeze people, "Your secret little trick, I'll wait."

Immediately afterwards, as if he heard the footsteps of everyone, Snape suddenly poked his head out from behind the corner of the corridor, and met the eavesdropping little wizards.His eyes were annoyed and fierce, so frightened that the little wizards even stopped breathing.

Only Owen waved his hand naturally, as if greeting relatives who came to visit: "Good afternoon, Professor Snape, Professor Quirrell."

"What did you hear?" Snape asked sullenly, casting a large shadow over everyone's faces.

"I didn't hear anything!" the others said in unison.

Snape's cold, empty gaze swept across the guilty faces, then he flung his cloak and limped away.After walking a few steps, he stopped, and suddenly turned back aggressively, and forcibly dragged Quirrell away who was standing there.

Quirrell turned his head to look at the little wizards with panic and timidity. He looked like a victim who was coerced but dared not speak out. His eyes were full of words, which made people feel pity.

However, Owen saw the other party winking at him secretly, and his already unhappy mood suddenly became worse.

(End of this chapter)