A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 23 The First Night Tour

After the topic of sorting passed, Harry fell into silence, immersed in his wild imagination and unable to extricate himself.

Owen saw the opportunity and said to Hagrid, "Hagrid, do you have a map of the Forbidden Forest or something? Or a map of the specific distribution of these magical creatures?"

Hagrid blinked his black beetle-like eyes, and then narrowed his smile: "I never need a map of the Forbidden Forest, the route is all in my mind!" He pointed to his temple.

"Well, can you..." Owen considered his words carefully.

"Sorry, I'm afraid not." Hagrid immediately understood Owen's intentions and shook his head vigorously, "I spent almost half of my life trying to drive the Weasley twin brothers out of the Forbidden Forest, I don't want to There is one more person I want to bother driving away..."

Hagrid glanced at Owen.Although he has a simple and honest personality, he is by no means a fool.

"But you know, those who really want to explore the Forbidden Forest will not stop because of the lack of a map." Owen smiled indifferently.

"But at least it can prevent them from going deeper inside." Hagrid said seriously, "There are too many dangerous creatures in the depths of the Forbidden Forest. Although they have an agreement with the school, they generally don't easily attack students, but if someone accidentally If they are angered, the angry magical creatures can't control any agreement. If a student is in danger deep in the Forbidden Forest, I may not be able to rescue it in time."

"As I said, the Forbidden Forest is very dangerous, especially for younger students." Hagrid persuaded earnestly, "Don't kill yourself because of curiosity."

"Don't worry, I cherish my life very much." Owen pondered for a while, nodded, and did not continue this topic.His current main energy really needs to be on the practice of the spell, and the matter of the Forbidden Forest can be put later.

"Hagrid, this report..." At this moment, Harry took out a newspaper from a stack of newspapers in his hand and shook it. The headline on it was: Latest Report on the Gringotts Break-in Incident.

"It happened to happen to be my birthday on the day of this incident, and it's likely we were there!" said Harry, "And, it says: The underground vault searched by the intruder was emptied earlier in the day... ..."

If Hagrid's removal of the only dirty little bag in that vault that day meant extracting nothing, then that was what the intruder was looking for?

Hagrid avoided Harry's gaze, changed the subject abruptly, and started talking about things in the castle.

In just half an afternoon, Owen had already gotten to know Hagrid well, and they got along much more harmoniously and naturally.Irving can make himself very popular if he wants to.

For example, now, when Owen and Harry were about to return to the castle, Hagrid enthusiastically filled their pockets with rock cakes, and gave each of them a small pendant made of unicorn hair.He noticed that Owen was looking at the decorations in his cabin earlier.

"Hagrid, you really don't plan to use these things to improve your life?" Owen shook the rough-looking pendant in his hand to Hagrid, and the snow-white hairs were like flowing silver moonlight with his waving, "Are they worth it?" Less money."

As one of the main materials for the core of the wand, unicorn hair is much easier to obtain than phoenix tail feathers and dragon heartstrings, but the number of unicorns is small. The hair they usually shed is also precious enough, and there are many other uses .

"Huh? Then I can't accept it." Harry said hastily.

"It's okay, take it, I have plenty of these things. Besides, I'm already very satisfied with my life now." Hagrid patted Yaya's head, and deep lines of laughter appeared in the corners of his eyes.Obviously, he is not ignorant of the value of these things, he just doesn't care much.

"Okay, thank you very much." Owen smiled and waved to him, and went back to the auditorium with Harry for dinner.

"Don't tell me, Owen, you go with him to see that, that..." Draco drew his tone as soon as he sat down at the long table.After speaking, he glanced at Harry, but in the end he didn't say any bad nicknames.

"That's Hagrid, a very nice fellow!" Harry snapped at the sight of him.

"Yeah, I went to have afternoon tea with Harry." Owen yawned. "Overall, it was very pleasant, well, except for the rock cake..." He touched the bag that was forced into his pocket. Stone-like pancakes, took them out and put them on the dinner plate.

"Facts have proved that some people are not what others say, you have to judge by yourself." After accepting the benefits of others, Owen is not stingy to say a few good words for him in front of others.

"Well, I have reservations." Draco said, hugging his shoulders, "My dad never liked having him at school, he always huddled around the edge of the Forbidden Forest and did some sneaky things by himself, if it wasn't Dumbledore supported him..."

"Since Dumbledore believes him, doesn't that mean anything?" Harry frowned, not wanting to hear the other party talk about this topic.

"That's not necessarily true, you know, Dumbledore is probably a little old-fashioned..." Draco curled his lips.

While the two were arguing, Owen stopped talking. He took a piece of steak and slowly used his knife and fork.

After dinner, he wrote a quick letter and sent it home from the owl shack.

After returning to the common room, Owen quickly finished his homework as usual.With his current knowledge reserve, these assignments that other little wizards think are very troublesome are very easy for him, just like high school students going back and writing exercises for the first grade.

In the following time, Owen rarely huddled in the armchair in front of the fireplace to enjoy the fire, but greeted others, and then sneaked out of the common room.

"Speaking of which, it's the first time I've been in a castle at night." Owen thought a little funny, "I don't even know, so I'm such a well-behaved person?"

In fact, he didn't come out to wander around these days, mainly because he had been immersed in the practice of the spell, and lived a very fulfilling life every day.It didn't make sense for him to go out for a night out, and he didn't need the books in the restricted section just yet.

"Besides, I haven't learned the disillusionment spell yet."

For this spell that can make people invisible, Owen has been greedy for a long time.However, as a high-level spell, even many adult wizards may not be able to use it. Although Owen knew the principle of the Disillusionment Curse in advance, he hadn't taken the time to learn and practice it.

The meal had to be eaten bite by bite. Most of his energy was now concentrated on the Defense Against the Dark Arts spells. After all, Hogwarts was really not safe.

Up to now, Owen has mastered most of the commonly used Defense Against the Dark Arts spells, such as defensive disarming spells, impediment spells, and imprisonment spells, offensive stun spells, and crushing spells.As for the more advanced Iron Armor Curse, Demolition Curse, Patronus Charm, etc., Owen hasn't started practicing yet.

"Soundless and breathless... breath cover..." Owen recited two spells to himself, blocking his own movements and body odor.

"I hope to catch a little Hufflepuff wizard who came out for a night tour tonight." He was very curious about the purpose of these people, maybe that was the anomaly he caused.

"However, since no major incident has been triggered for a week, this anomaly should be quite harmless." Owen thought, "And it's very low-key... I hope it's not brewing any big news."

Because he was already familiar with the road when he was exploring the castle during the day, Owen wandered around to the Hufflepuff common room familiarly, intending to wait and see.But as soon as he came to the neighborhood, he almost had a face-to-face with Mrs. Norris who was patrolling around. Owen quickly hid in the corner of the corridor to avoid the sharp yellow cat eyes.

"It seems that Mr. Filch is going with me." Owen shook his head helplessly.He watched furtively for a long time, and finally saw Filch crouching behind a certain wall at the entrance to the Hufflepuff lounge, waiting to catch everyone running out one by one.

Obviously nothing will be gained tonight.

Owen turned and left, wandered around the castle for a while, and met Baron, the ghost of Slytherin, on the way.

Well, Mr. Barrow has probably been having a good time lately.Because Draco desperately asked him how the blood stains on his body came from, but he chased and frightened him for several days, and almost had a nervous breakdown.

Fortunately, the relationship between Owen and the bloody Barrow has always been harmonious. He chatted with this gloomy, taciturn ghost for a while, and asked him to help him pay attention to the abnormalities in the castle.

When the night got darker, Owen ended his night tour and went back to rest.

(End of this chapter)