A broken Hogwarts
Chapter 11 Several Reports
Chapter 11 Several Reports
In the white space, everything is in eternal silence and tranquility, only the subtle rustling sound of the quill tip across the notebook pages echoing around, like the sound of a breeze blowing leaves.
Owen ignored the rabbit who was dying at the desk, and recorded his conjectures on the second page of the notebook, stopping to think about it from time to time, his eyes flashing with excitement.
Evidently, Owen is immersed in the wall-facing moment again.The advantage of being in this space is that he doesn't have to be afraid that someone will disturb him. The feeling of being interrupted from the burst of inspiration with an innocent face makes even the usually gentle Owen go crazy for a long time.
I don't know how long it took before Owen stopped writing.He stretched and put the notebook back in the corner of the desk, feeling the exhaustion that swept over his spirit after the excitement, so he canceled the plan to practice the spell tonight and returned to reality.
Crouching in the armchair and moving his numb legs, Owen opened his eyes, looked at the warm and bright fire in the gorgeous fireplace in front of him, and yawned softly.
"You woke up, I really don't know why you are so tired today." Daphne was packing up the textbooks and parchment on her desk, she turned her head and chuckled lightly after hearing the movement.
"I think I can understand him." Blaise also yawned, doodling on his homework casually, "It's normal to be so excited that I couldn't sleep on the first day of school...Of course, I couldn't sleep because of the dormitory Those two big idiots in the…”
Owen glanced at him with a smile, picked up his backpack and stood up: "You can learn the silent spell, although it won't last long. In fact, the best way is to prepare a pair of earplugs."
"That's a really good idea," Blaise said listlessly, "in case I ever get into the idea of suffocating them both in their sleep and getting a ticket to Azkaban..."
"Haha, I'll go back first, good night." Owen smiled and waved his hands, passing through the crowd in twos and threes in the lounge.
The chandelier in the bedroom exudes a soft and non-glare silver light, making the room under the black lake not look so dark.Occasionally, a few giant squid's tentacles flashed in the lake outside the window, and the suckers, big and small, made one's scalp tingle.
Malfoy and Theodore hadn't come back yet, and Harry was sitting alone on the head of the bed, staring at his Transfiguration textbook, as if he had a grudge against the words in the textbook.
Owen changed into a nightgown, and looked at the bottom of the lake with floating water plants outside the window with a little absent-minded eyes.He wanted to open the window, feel the cool wind blowing at night, and the golden and warm sunshine during the day... but there were none of these!
"Well, why didn't I tell the Sorting Hat not to go to Slytherin?" Owen murmured, throwing himself on the four-poster bed.
Harry looked up as if waking up from a dream, only feeling that the words reached his heart.If he could go back to yesterday, he would definitely slap himself at that time and tell himself not to believe the Sorting Hat's nonsense!Say something like "Slytherin will help you go to glory", if social death is considered glory, he is already at the pinnacle of life!
By the way, it is very important to tell yourself not to talk to Malfoy!Now he always feels that Malfoy is here to take revenge on him...
"Owen, do you think Hogwarts allows transfers?" Harry threw the textbook aside.
"For thousands of years, there has never been a case of transfer." Owen said with his eyes closed, and heard the other party exhale heavily.
"What's wrong?" he asked, opening his eyes.
Harry took out a few crumpled newspapers and book pages from his schoolbag, stood up and paced quickly: "I don't know, is that how they see me?"
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Owen took it and glanced at it. These were all cut from today's newspapers and periodicals.
The Daily Prophet: The Boy Who Lived, the new Slytherin.
"...The Boy Who Lived, Harry Potter, entered Hogwarts yesterday and became a freshman in Slytherin House. This news has aroused many people's doubts...We still don't know whether this is true or not. Is it the biggest mistake made by the Sorting Hat in the millennium, or is it the prelude to another turmoil in the magic world...
"The spokesperson of the Ministry of Magic claimed: This is a testament to Harry Potter's outstanding talent. We should eliminate our previous prejudices and stop worrying about the sky because of rumors that are just rumors..."
The Daily Prophet, as the most influential newspaper in the wizarding world, has relatively restrained speeches, as well as the Ministry of Magic and Mud, but the speeches of other newspapers and periodicals are much more intense.
"Wizard Weekly": Harry Potter, the savior or the new lord?
"...Harry Potter was able to defeat the powerful Dark Lord when he was a baby. There is no doubt that he possessed innate terrifying magical talents and needed correct guidance...Mr. Albus Dumbledore will He was brought up by a Muggle family, and he refused to disclose his current situation to anyone on the grounds of protection. We have reason to doubt Mr. Dumbledore's intentions... Is it protection or precaution?
"According to reliable sources, Harry Potter suffered long-term abuse in a Muggle family, which largely contributed to his dislike and hatred of Muggles, and even planted the seeds of rebellion and revenge in his mind." ...
"Therefore, under the condition that his parents are both members of Gryffindor College and Dumbledore's loyal supporters, and knowing that Slytherin was once the base camp of the former Dark Lord's followers, the increasingly extreme Harry Potter Te still resolutely chose to enter this academy...
"Wizards sent hundreds of roaring letters to the Ministry of Magic today, strongly demanding that everyone disclose the detailed address of the Muggle family, but they were resolutely rejected...Dumbledore is still determined to go his own way...
"Wizards believe that Harry Potter, who has achieved great fame in infancy, will eventually achieve great magical achievements. Under the influence of the pure-blood theory that is still in full swing in this academy, will Harry Potter go further? Into the footsteps of the Dark Lord? Dumbledore's plan failed, will the two gradually drift apart, and eventually turn against each other? At that time, where will the wizarding world go?"
"..."
This is obviously the most extreme report. There are many exaggerations, incitement of public opinion and conspiracy theories. It sounds like what I saw with my own eyes. In fact, most of them are fabricated.
Owen glanced at the author of the report, Rita Skeeter... oh, that's all right.
This woman has always liked to tell tales and fabricate rumors.If the report she wrote was published in the Daily Prophet, she could probably believe [-]% of it, but if it was published in other publications, she could not believe a word of it.
Owen quickly glanced at other articles, and the descriptions in them were similar.
"Hehe, it seems that these reporters and writers will rely on you for a while." Owen returned these reports to Harry, "It's all just boring guys talking nonsense, it's all relying on you." A person who eats with a pen must always write some shocking arguments so as not to starve to death."
"By the way, Malfoy found this for you?"
Harry nodded sullenly, his expression still angry and a little disappointed: "My parents are both from Gryffindor? I heard that the relationship between the two colleges has always been bad. No wonder Hagrid's face was so ugly at that time." ..."
"Owen, I want to know...was your family ever a follower of Voldemort?" He suddenly looked straight into Owen's eyes.
"Well, no, at least not." Owen considered his words.
Harry's expression relaxed, and then he frowned again: "What about... Draco?"
"You should ask him about this kind of thing." Owen smiled meaningfully.
"Okay, then can you tell me, what is the meaning of pure blood?" Harry was a little self-absorbed.
"You'd better look up these things in books yourself, rather than trying to get answers from others." Owen yawned, raised his hand and lowered the curtains of the four-poster bed, and lay on the bed with his hands on the back of his head: "Others said The opinions always carry the subjective emotions of that person, and it is easy to create preconceived notions about you, and in many cases, prejudice arises in this way.”
"Search for yourself and think independently, instead of passively waiting for others to instill in you, so that the final formation will be your own ideas and thoughts." Owen said lightly.The most important thing is that he wants to sleep now instead of wasting time teaching Xiaobai common sense.
Harry nodded slowly, looking thoughtful.
"Then, good night." Owen said, "By the way, it's best to read more Potions textbooks when you have time. The dean likes hardworking students."
"Huh? Oh." Harry replied in a daze.
(End of this chapter)
In the white space, everything is in eternal silence and tranquility, only the subtle rustling sound of the quill tip across the notebook pages echoing around, like the sound of a breeze blowing leaves.
Owen ignored the rabbit who was dying at the desk, and recorded his conjectures on the second page of the notebook, stopping to think about it from time to time, his eyes flashing with excitement.
Evidently, Owen is immersed in the wall-facing moment again.The advantage of being in this space is that he doesn't have to be afraid that someone will disturb him. The feeling of being interrupted from the burst of inspiration with an innocent face makes even the usually gentle Owen go crazy for a long time.
I don't know how long it took before Owen stopped writing.He stretched and put the notebook back in the corner of the desk, feeling the exhaustion that swept over his spirit after the excitement, so he canceled the plan to practice the spell tonight and returned to reality.
Crouching in the armchair and moving his numb legs, Owen opened his eyes, looked at the warm and bright fire in the gorgeous fireplace in front of him, and yawned softly.
"You woke up, I really don't know why you are so tired today." Daphne was packing up the textbooks and parchment on her desk, she turned her head and chuckled lightly after hearing the movement.
"I think I can understand him." Blaise also yawned, doodling on his homework casually, "It's normal to be so excited that I couldn't sleep on the first day of school...Of course, I couldn't sleep because of the dormitory Those two big idiots in the…”
Owen glanced at him with a smile, picked up his backpack and stood up: "You can learn the silent spell, although it won't last long. In fact, the best way is to prepare a pair of earplugs."
"That's a really good idea," Blaise said listlessly, "in case I ever get into the idea of suffocating them both in their sleep and getting a ticket to Azkaban..."
"Haha, I'll go back first, good night." Owen smiled and waved his hands, passing through the crowd in twos and threes in the lounge.
The chandelier in the bedroom exudes a soft and non-glare silver light, making the room under the black lake not look so dark.Occasionally, a few giant squid's tentacles flashed in the lake outside the window, and the suckers, big and small, made one's scalp tingle.
Malfoy and Theodore hadn't come back yet, and Harry was sitting alone on the head of the bed, staring at his Transfiguration textbook, as if he had a grudge against the words in the textbook.
Owen changed into a nightgown, and looked at the bottom of the lake with floating water plants outside the window with a little absent-minded eyes.He wanted to open the window, feel the cool wind blowing at night, and the golden and warm sunshine during the day... but there were none of these!
"Well, why didn't I tell the Sorting Hat not to go to Slytherin?" Owen murmured, throwing himself on the four-poster bed.
Harry looked up as if waking up from a dream, only feeling that the words reached his heart.If he could go back to yesterday, he would definitely slap himself at that time and tell himself not to believe the Sorting Hat's nonsense!Say something like "Slytherin will help you go to glory", if social death is considered glory, he is already at the pinnacle of life!
By the way, it is very important to tell yourself not to talk to Malfoy!Now he always feels that Malfoy is here to take revenge on him...
"Owen, do you think Hogwarts allows transfers?" Harry threw the textbook aside.
"For thousands of years, there has never been a case of transfer." Owen said with his eyes closed, and heard the other party exhale heavily.
"What's wrong?" he asked, opening his eyes.
Harry took out a few crumpled newspapers and book pages from his schoolbag, stood up and paced quickly: "I don't know, is that how they see me?"
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Owen took it and glanced at it. These were all cut from today's newspapers and periodicals.
The Daily Prophet: The Boy Who Lived, the new Slytherin.
"...The Boy Who Lived, Harry Potter, entered Hogwarts yesterday and became a freshman in Slytherin House. This news has aroused many people's doubts...We still don't know whether this is true or not. Is it the biggest mistake made by the Sorting Hat in the millennium, or is it the prelude to another turmoil in the magic world...
"The spokesperson of the Ministry of Magic claimed: This is a testament to Harry Potter's outstanding talent. We should eliminate our previous prejudices and stop worrying about the sky because of rumors that are just rumors..."
The Daily Prophet, as the most influential newspaper in the wizarding world, has relatively restrained speeches, as well as the Ministry of Magic and Mud, but the speeches of other newspapers and periodicals are much more intense.
"Wizard Weekly": Harry Potter, the savior or the new lord?
"...Harry Potter was able to defeat the powerful Dark Lord when he was a baby. There is no doubt that he possessed innate terrifying magical talents and needed correct guidance...Mr. Albus Dumbledore will He was brought up by a Muggle family, and he refused to disclose his current situation to anyone on the grounds of protection. We have reason to doubt Mr. Dumbledore's intentions... Is it protection or precaution?
"According to reliable sources, Harry Potter suffered long-term abuse in a Muggle family, which largely contributed to his dislike and hatred of Muggles, and even planted the seeds of rebellion and revenge in his mind." ...
"Therefore, under the condition that his parents are both members of Gryffindor College and Dumbledore's loyal supporters, and knowing that Slytherin was once the base camp of the former Dark Lord's followers, the increasingly extreme Harry Potter Te still resolutely chose to enter this academy...
"Wizards sent hundreds of roaring letters to the Ministry of Magic today, strongly demanding that everyone disclose the detailed address of the Muggle family, but they were resolutely rejected...Dumbledore is still determined to go his own way...
"Wizards believe that Harry Potter, who has achieved great fame in infancy, will eventually achieve great magical achievements. Under the influence of the pure-blood theory that is still in full swing in this academy, will Harry Potter go further? Into the footsteps of the Dark Lord? Dumbledore's plan failed, will the two gradually drift apart, and eventually turn against each other? At that time, where will the wizarding world go?"
"..."
This is obviously the most extreme report. There are many exaggerations, incitement of public opinion and conspiracy theories. It sounds like what I saw with my own eyes. In fact, most of them are fabricated.
Owen glanced at the author of the report, Rita Skeeter... oh, that's all right.
This woman has always liked to tell tales and fabricate rumors.If the report she wrote was published in the Daily Prophet, she could probably believe [-]% of it, but if it was published in other publications, she could not believe a word of it.
Owen quickly glanced at other articles, and the descriptions in them were similar.
"Hehe, it seems that these reporters and writers will rely on you for a while." Owen returned these reports to Harry, "It's all just boring guys talking nonsense, it's all relying on you." A person who eats with a pen must always write some shocking arguments so as not to starve to death."
"By the way, Malfoy found this for you?"
Harry nodded sullenly, his expression still angry and a little disappointed: "My parents are both from Gryffindor? I heard that the relationship between the two colleges has always been bad. No wonder Hagrid's face was so ugly at that time." ..."
"Owen, I want to know...was your family ever a follower of Voldemort?" He suddenly looked straight into Owen's eyes.
"Well, no, at least not." Owen considered his words.
Harry's expression relaxed, and then he frowned again: "What about... Draco?"
"You should ask him about this kind of thing." Owen smiled meaningfully.
"Okay, then can you tell me, what is the meaning of pure blood?" Harry was a little self-absorbed.
"You'd better look up these things in books yourself, rather than trying to get answers from others." Owen yawned, raised his hand and lowered the curtains of the four-poster bed, and lay on the bed with his hands on the back of his head: "Others said The opinions always carry the subjective emotions of that person, and it is easy to create preconceived notions about you, and in many cases, prejudice arises in this way.”
"Search for yourself and think independently, instead of passively waiting for others to instill in you, so that the final formation will be your own ideas and thoughts." Owen said lightly.The most important thing is that he wants to sleep now instead of wasting time teaching Xiaobai common sense.
Harry nodded slowly, looking thoughtful.
"Then, good night." Owen said, "By the way, it's best to read more Potions textbooks when you have time. The dean likes hardworking students."
"Huh? Oh." Harry replied in a daze.
(End of this chapter)
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