I, Hogwarts Second Time Around.

Chapter 159 Professor Trelawney, give me a straight answer.

Luna never raised her head throughout.

The sound of the quill pen scratching against the parchment in her hand kept echoing in Irving's ears.

Irving had never seen Luna ever show such a serious expression.

Perhaps she only acts like this when she's writing something?

"Um," Owen said, looking slightly embarrassed.

After all, his glorious years were usually accompanied by the misfortunes of those around him.

What if people misunderstand?

If someone were to say he was a psychopath from childhood, that would be a real injustice to him!

"Am I speaking too fast, you?" He had already stopped talking.

But Luna's quill pen didn't stop; it even swayed, leaving afterimages.

"Um—I haven't said anything yet, what are you writing?" Owen curiously leaned over, his eyes close to Luna's dark golden-brown hair and the carrot earrings hanging from her earlobes, and then glanced at what she was writing.

"Forehead"

On the yellowed paper, the words formed by ink were all familiar to Owen, yet they were placed together.

Why is that so strange?

————Title——Owen Sanchez, the hero who saved Hogwarts.

"He is the most outstanding young wizard in the history of Hogwarts." Professor Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, has said this about Owen on many occasions.

"Yes, although he never follows the rules and is a bit naughty, sometimes you have to admit that those great figures, those who become great wizards, were all a bit mischievous when they were young," said Professor Felius Flitwick, the headmaster of Ravenclaw.

As this newspaper has mentioned many times before, Minister of Magic Fudge has an army of fire sprites.

He is plotting to overthrow the entire wizarding world.

Yes, that's right. This Dementor uprising is a rebellion against Fudge's long-standing oppressive rule.

Of course, this newspaper has never sided with those dark creatures, but the fact that these terrible Dementors, who could attack any good wizard, have rioted and attacked innocent young wizards is something the wizarding world cannot tolerate.

Minister of Magic Fudge bears undeniable responsibility and should resign.

And our hero, Irving Sanchez.

As a lonely, tragic guardian in the darkness.

Although he lost his parents at a young age and experienced darkness, he remained steadfast in his resistance against Fudge's dark rule throughout his life.

Now the unsung heroes are finally standing in the sunlight.

As Dumbledore said, "I still believe in those who do not believe that love is more powerful than magic, and who never love anyone, because that does not prevent them from being good people."

Yes, Owen Sanchez, the Hogwarts wizard who defeated Beauxbatons, the Hogwarts Student Council President, and the most outstanding student in the school's history, is such a person. He was first in his year for two consecutive years, a two-time recipient of the Hogwarts Contribution Award, and the Hogwarts wizard who defeated Beauxbatons.

No matter how much the Ministry of Magic tries to smear him, he is still the legendary hero who saved the young wizards of Hogwarts!

Brothers!

I cried, where are you guys?

Knock—what's with this strong "Singing the Divergent" style?!

Okay, that's normal, just like Fudge raising a bunch of fire spirits to try and overthrow the magical world—bullshit!

Good grief, so all I was saying was that you didn't write a single word!

What's the point of doing interviews then?!

Why not just make it all up?

As the elf girl scribbled her story down, Owen silently got up and patted Colin on the shoulder.

Stop talking, let's go. I feel like we're no longer needed here.

in the afternoon.

The first divination lesson in third grade.

To be frank, Irving had always held a strange sense of awe for the mysterious art of divination and Professor Sybil Trelawney.

Thanks to the streaming era, bloggers from all walks of life have broken down Harry Potter and fed it to the audience.

The legend of Professor Trelawney, in particular, has become a hot topic among bloggers, with some even going so far as to analyze every single line she uttered.

The result was that all her predictions eventually came true.

Even the silly things he casually said in class to scare the young wizards came true.

Under the influence of these videos.

In Irving's heart, Professor Trelawney was no longer a professor or a prophet; damn it, her words were law—Jesus was on earth!

The suggestion is to remove the statues of the founders of the four colleges in the garden. Instead, erect Professor Trelawney's statue there and offer incense to her.

Seeking talent and advancing one's education are minor matters; I, Professor Trelawney, directly manage cause and effect.

Harry Potter?

Savior?

The false savior, Harry Potter, after many hardships and the loss of various loved ones, finally defeated the Dark Lord Voldemort.

The true savior, Professor Trelawney, could influence cause and effect with a single word, directly killing Voldemort with his words.

Their achievements in saving the world clearly demonstrate their superiority.

Even if it's Dumbledore, so what? He's still being played like a puppet by Professor Trelawney. And he doesn't even realize it.

Ahem—okay~_~ I'll stop bragging here for now.

In the actual classroom, Professor Trelawney's performance was exactly as Irving had anticipated.

She spent half of the class creating an atmosphere of impending crisis.

They used the Hogwarts Express incident to scare everyone.

The remaining time is spent on random roll call.

The first victim was Neville, whose parents were mentioned by Professor Trelawney for no apparent reason, saying that they would fall into a deep sleep around Christmas.

This made Neville suspicious throughout the entire class, fearing that his unconscious parents would leave him forever.

Next up was Ron, whose eyes were glazed over.

I heard that he discovered his mouse was missing this morning.

—Actually, it was lost last night, but he just didn't notice.

Without the mouse, Ron seemed lost, as if he'd lost his soul. He shrunk to the shape of Peter Pettigrew.

Professor Trelawney seized the opportunity to chime in, predicting that someone in their family would definitely leave this year.

Got it!

Ron was startled when he said that.

Then he started acting strangely, just like Neville.

Meanwhile, Owen, who had already marked Peter Pettigrew's head with a green mark, twitched his eyelids slightly.

He did indeed plan to kill Peter Pettigrew as soon as he returned.

Someone left the Weasley family this year.

The mice also belong to their family.

No way, no way? Professor Trelawney, could he really be Jesus reincarnated?

If he really killed Peter Pettigrew, wouldn't that fulfill her prophecy?

—Hey, where's the werewolf? Hurry up and jump out to kill this seer!

Just as Irving was brainstorming...

She then turned her attention to Harry, who was equally distraught.

"Oh, child!" Professor Trelawney said to Harry in her strange tone, "I see death in your face, child, and you hear the whispers of the dead."

Harry, snapping out of his daze, paused, then hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Professor, I don't know—you know, the Dementors attacked us. At that moment, I felt all my happiness disappearing. I think I heard a woman screaming, but none of my friends heard it. Do you know who that woman was?"

"My dear child, your life is bound to be difficult." Professor Trelawney, who had been acting mysteriously, was touched by Harry's sincere gaze.

That naive stupidity made the old swindler feel a pang of conscience.

She seemed to be trying to comfort the depressed Harry, but unfortunately, having been a freak for so long, she had forgotten how to comfort someone.

She timidly reached out to touch Harry's messy hair, but quickly withdrew her hand the moment she touched it.

As the most famous savior in the magical world.

Everyone knows Harry Potter's backstory.

Professor Trelawney was no exception.

She quickly realized who Harry's screams might have come from: "I think that voice might be your mother, child."

"My mother? You mean, Voldemort killed my mother, and you mean her dying screams?"

"No—don't say that name!" The professor seemed greatly frightened, and she stumbled backward, bumping into the crystal balls on the tables of many junior wizards.

She was able to stay at Hogwarts to teach because of Dumbledore's protection.

After all, Voldemort knew who had spoken the prophecy that changed the entire magical world.

To prevent her from being persecuted.

The old headmaster could only tolerate Professor Trelawney's antics over the years, and did not expel her from the castle.

Harry didn't say anything more, but turned to look at Owen, who was watching the show from the side.

He just wouldn't tell me about Sirius.

If that murderer really is his godfather.

Whatever he has done, at least in this world, he still has family.

—Aunt Penny: ?

The only daughter of the Evans family, right?

"Why are you looking at me?" Owen leaned back in his chair, lazily tilting his head back. "I've never even heard my own mother scream, and you're still looking!"

"."

The classroom fell silent instantly.

Harry's expression of pain froze for a moment; he was about to break down.

"You have no parents!"

"That's hilarious, like it's like I have that thing."

"."

In an instant, the pain on Harry's face vanished.

He often forgot that the boy in front of him was an orphan.

But even though it was such a painful thing, the way he said it made it sound so...

That's funny.

Harry's expression became unnatural.

Professor Trelawney also turned her attention to the calm-looking child.

"child--"

"Get to the point, when am I going to die!" Owen interrupted Professor Trelawney's divination spell.

Open your mouth and strike first.

"."

Quiet~

Ron and Neville, who were both deep in thought, both looked at Owen.

"Darling, you look very healthy." The professor said awkwardly, his lips twitching as he gripped the edge of the table.

"My forehead looks dark," Ou asked.

"That might be because you didn't wash your face properly this morning."

I feel listless.

Go to bed early tonight.

I keep having nightmares at night.

"So, go to bed early tonight!"

(End of this chapter)