"But someone wants it!" In front of the cabin door, Owen said with an exaggerated face, "That's the Philosopher's Stone!!!"

"Philosopher's Stone!"

"What many wizards dream of!"

"So, Snape wants it!" Harry suddenly interrupted. He stared at Owen and said seriously: "Snape wants the Sorcerer's Stone?"

"Snape? Why does he need the Philosopher's Stone? The Resurrection Stone is just about right."

"Hey! It's just a noseless old monster who wants the Philosopher's Stone, and Nicolas Flamel asked Dumbledore to keep it for his own safety. It's just such a trivial matter." Owen said eloquently, "Of course, the old headmaster also had deliberate intentions.

Suspected of fishing, let's see if we can get Voldemort out and kill him!"

"That's enough, don't say it anymore! Don't mention that name!" The little wizard's reaction was mild, but Hagrid couldn't stop the fear on his face.

He took a trembling step back and stared at Owen's handsome face in horror.

At that moment, an equally handsome young man seemed to overlap with him!

They are all so smart, so confident...and so evil.

Hagrid, who was in fear, could no longer listen to a word. He hurriedly drove the young wizards back to the castle. Then he said in a complicated tone: He had to think about Norbert's matter.

A few days later, the first Quidditch match of the new semester began.

It's Gryffindor versus Hufflepuff.

Everyone was present for that game, including Professor Dumbledore, but the result was very surprising. The game ended in only five minutes.

Harry catches the Golden Snitch and Gryffindor wins!

Professor Sprout has been sad about this for a long time. Although she does not have a fanatical love for Quidditch like Professor McGonagall, no one wants to see her lose.

She even approached Owen after the game and asked him if he had any plans to join the Hufflepuff Quidditch team.

Because the professor felt that since Owen was very talented in all subjects, he must also be a good candidate for flying.

Unfortunately, Owen has no interest in riding on a stick. If possible, he would like to fly by himself.

Gryffindor, on the other hand, was in a state of carnival.

Because of their great victory over Hufflepuff, they can win this year's Quidditch Cup as long as they win against Ravenclaw.

Wood claimed after the game that "this is their most promising year."

The great joy made Harry and the others forget about the dragon eggs.

It wasn't until the end of March that they received Hagrid's letter that the dragon was born.

Owen heard from Hannah that Hagrid finally planned to send the dragon away.

The time is set for a certain day in early April.

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"Hey! That Boggart of yours is really useful."

On a night in early April, in the dormitory, candlelight illuminated the room.

Jarvis walked in through the oak barrel-shaped door with a look on his face, and then looked at Owen excitedly.

"You have no idea what just happened!" He picked up a glass of corn juice and drank it.

Ernie McMillan and Zachary Smith also looked at him sideways. But their eyes couldn't help but fall on the blanket under Irving.

Merlin's beard!

Although they had seen it countless times, they still couldn't help but sigh that someone would sleep on the golden galleons.

Merlin! Why doesn't that blanket shed its hair?

Just one!

One!

They have a month's pocket money. (First graders can't go to Hogsmeade, so they can't spend much.)

"What's wrong? Who are you trying to scare again?" Owen rolled his eyes at this heartless son of a bitch, who had no sense of gratitude at all.

After the troll incident, I started playing cold war with me.

But since he was bullied by some pure-blood wizards in Slytherin, the dog son suddenly had an idea and remembered the Boggart under his bed, so he stopped asking Bilian to come and borrow it from him.

"It's Malfoy!" Jarvis laughed.

"Do you know what he is most afraid of? Haha, it's Harry!" He continued: "Harry, who has three heads and six arms, looks so bluffing that the guy almost peed his pants in fear.

"

"???"

Owen was startled when he heard this.

That Malfoy guy was beaten out of his mind by Harry?

This - why don't you find a psychiatrist? It's not good for your child's development. What if he becomes like Snape...

Hiss... A chill swept through his body, and Owen had to wrap the blanket tighter around him.

But - hum! - he deserves it! Owen can only say yes.

People who have never met him can never imagine how annoying Malfoy is!

How smelly your mouth is.

It's okay for a mixed race like Owen, the most he can talk about is 'miscellaneous repairman' and 'miscellaneous repairman'.

But a Muggle-born wizard like Jarvis...

Owen could only say that not every Muggle-born wizard was Hermione. Fortunately, Miss Malfoy had a good relationship with him and left a deep impression on him.

If only he had faced a normal Malfoy at the beginning.

If you don’t press him to the ground and beat him up, it’s only possible that he doesn’t speak Chinese.

"Then what?" he asked next.

Because Owen didn't see Jarvis bring back his box.

"Then..." When talking about this, Jarvis's face suddenly froze, and the smile on his face seemed to be frozen.

After hesitating for a long time, he said: "The frightened Malfoy, who shouted, attracted Professor McGonagall, and I...I ran back."

"Your box should be confiscated!" he guessed.

Then he stared at Owen with a fearful look on his face,

God! He's not going to beat himself up!

"Mr. Meow?" Owen glanced at Jarvis, then continued to eat his late night snack, a whole piece of Italian pineapple pizza.

"It's okay, just don't let Snape take it. Professor McGonagall - I'll ask the principal for it tomorrow." His voice was unusually light, as if he was going home, opening the refrigerator and stuffing the elephant in, and then

It's just as easy to close the refrigerator door.

"But -" After saying that, Owen suddenly remembered, what was Malfoy wandering around in the castle this late at night?

"And you." Glancing out the window, the silver light shone on the eaves of the castle, reflecting a charming and mysterious charm.

"It's almost midnight. Are you still wandering around the castle without fear of being caught by the professor? When did you become so bold?"

"I...Hannah told me that Harry is going to the observatory to send off a giant dragon today!" Jarvis said in surprise.

Eyes shine!

As a Muggle-born wizard, he couldn't resist the temptation of a giant dragon!

Just like the Muggle wizards of the Ming Dynasty could not refuse the beast-eared girl transformed by the nine-tailed fox!

"Dragon?" Owen raised his head and counted the time. Well - it seems to be just the past few days.

But - was your Gryffindor intelligence network built under the guidance of Kaishen Logistics?

As transparent as a sieve!

Of the four major colleges, I know two!

There's only one Ravenclaw left...

No - it's not that they don't know, they just don't want to take care of it.
Chapter completed!