I, Hogwarts Second Time Around.

Chapter 171 Gryffindor! I suggest you carry a Ravenclaw with you when you go out.

"Are you kidding me?" Harry asked stubbornly, his voice tinged with barely suppressed emotion.

His eyes were red. "I've already spoken with Professor Lupin, and he admitted that it was Black who was in charge of keeping secrets back then."

"I know what you're thinking; you're afraid I'll get my life because of this!"

"What if it were you, Owen! If your mother were murdered, and you knew the killer was right there, would you be indifferent? Would you?" he roared.

Tears welled up in her eyes and dripped onto the ground.

Dust was kicked up.

Purity stained with mud, seemingly reflecting the dreams and fantasies of a broken child.

Harry's accusations stirred up a storm in Owen's heart.

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He would often joke with Harry.

They use their orphanhood as a meme.

"I could punch a hole in the sky!"

A chilling smirk graced his face.

But in an instant, Irving put his unpleasant mood out of his mind.

Then he turned and said coldly, "Dog Godfather is your only family, and I'm not planning to stop you, I just want to make things clear beforehand."

He let go.

Leaning against the balcony railing, I said, "And I'm not worried about you getting hurt."

"I'm worried Sirius will get himself killed. He won't lay a hand on you. But if you, you idiot, get carried away and throw an Avada Kedavra the moment you see him, that would be a real hellish joke."

Owen, blending seamlessly into the darkness, had a gloomy, uneasy look in his eyes. "He's in the girls' restroom. Oh, and he's a Transfiguration master, you know the Animagus? Hermione probably bragged about it to you guys."

"His Animagus form is a big black dog. Oh! Peter Pettigrew is also an Animagus, and his form is a dead rat, Ron's, what's his name again? Baldy?"

As he spoke, he would raise his hand and point to the side, where the Gemini's face was full of surprise.

"Also, see those two heartless guys next to me? They've known since first grade that Peter Pettigrew has been following Ron, but they haven't said a word. Blame them! They should be beaten up! Teach them a lesson!"

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In the dimly lit washroom.

Harry is confronting Sirius Black, who has reverted to human form.

He mostly talked about what Irving had just said.

However, Peter was not present this time, and there was also the "truth" that Professor Lupin had mentioned not long ago.

Harry didn't immediately believe what Sirius said.

He was still hesitating and conflicted.

There was even a suspicion that this was just empty rhetoric from a loyal Death Eater.

And Irving?

He leaned against the entrance to the secret room, by the pool.

Irving wasn't interested in the familial bond between godfather and godson; after all, the godfather wasn't him.

What he wants to know now is what exactly is happening outside.

Dumbledore has been acting strangely lately.

And how come there's not a single word about the Death Eaters of Azkaban who have been on the run for so long?

He didn't believe that those ruthless killers would find a place to grow vegetables in peace!

"What happened?" This time, Sirius seemed to be in much better condition than the last time they met.

First of all, he changed into clean clothes.

Although his appearance was still as unkempt as ever.

But at least he doesn't look like a beggar anymore.

Instead, he resembled a wasteland scavenger.

"I don't know." After two months of fruitless pursuit of Peter, Sirius Black eventually returned to Hogwarts.

In his words, some of the escaped Death Eaters might actually come to Hogwarts to assassinate Harry; he knew those brainless idiots all too well.

"But suddenly, a large number of Aurors arrived in Azkaban, and they even drove away the Dementors. Something major must have happened inside!"

"Azkaban?" Owen frowned. What could possibly happen to Azkaban?

The Death Eaters, who had been recaptured, rioted inside?

"It's all in chaos outside. I mean outside of Britain!" Sirius's eyes remained fixed on Harry, never leaving him even while he was talking. "I've seen Fudge, Dumbledore, Barty Crouch Jr., and even officials from the Federation, as well as diplomats from other countries stationed in Norway. They were all wearing the Federation's insignia, making them very easy to recognize."

"Even in the Dark Ages, during the years when Voldemort was rampant, not so many foreign wizards came to England. Clearly, they came for help!" As he spoke, a look of disdain suddenly appeared on his face.

"Those incompetent fools, they stood on the dry shore during the war, but now that there's trouble, they all run to Hogwarts."

"Ha! If I were Dumbledore, they wouldn't even be able to get into England!"

Sirius Black, who was unjustly imprisoned by the Ministry of Magic for thirteen years, harbors a great deal of resentment towards the officials of the Ministry of Magic.

His expression was always laced with sarcasm when he spoke of the federation's officials.

"The federation is here?"

"Looking for Dumbledore?"

Irving stroked his chin and muttered, "My grandfather has made a comeback?"

The words had barely left his mouth when Sirius's mocking expression froze, then he twitched and said, "Very likely!"

Besides Grindelwald, who else could get the entire federation moving?

Just as Irving was about to drop out of school on the spot to follow his grandfather.

Suddenly, Sirius sensed something strange coming from behind Harry. He instinctively turned around and saw a blurry figure vaguely appearing behind a stone pillar. Then, a shout rang out, "Who's there! Come out!"

anyone?

The twins and Harry turned around.

The repairs were complete, but the ground was still covered in water stains (Monning deliberately sprinkled them to drive away the little wizards).

When the fireflies shone on it, a shadow appeared on the mirror-like ground that no one else would have ever imagined.

That wasn't a human figure.

"Nick?" Sirius exclaimed in surprise.

"Sir Poppinton?" Harry frowned as he looked at the figure.

"Ahem—It's nice to see you again, Sirius. Hmm, you're as handsome as you were in your youth." The Gryffindor ghost, the nearly headless Nick, was floating behind the stone pillar in front of the bathroom door.

He floated out slowly, his ashen soul obscuring his face. "I told you, that little dwarf Peter should have been assigned to Hufflepuff. He shouldn't have been in Gryffindor at all!"

"???"

The Hufflepuff raised an eyebrow, stood up, and said, "I'll reorganize the language plan for you. Where do you think that piece of trash should be placed?"

"Slytherin!" This time, Nick didn't hesitate at all before giving the answer that satisfied everyone present.

"By the way, what are you doing here? Aren't you going to stop following me?" Owen seemed to have made a connection to something. He had run into Nick when he went to the Gryffindor Tower, and Nick had seemed very flustered then.

A ghost?

What's the panic?

Unless he has some kind of secret he's hiding.

"Don't ask, Dumbledore forbade us to tell you." Nick blurted out, revealing the fact that he had a secret.

Just like Hagrid, who often makes slips of the tongue.

"Oh! Us!" Owen's lips curled into a smile. "The ghosts all know?"

"No!" Nick quickly denied.

His face transformed into an illusory body, flickering slightly, and his entire body was rising higher, clearly indicating that he wanted to escape.

"Don't rush off!" Owen quickly ran over.

Even though ghosts are dead, it doesn't mean they are immune to harm.

In fact, as spirits, they have a terrifyingly low resistance to some white magic, including the Patronus Charm.

This magic is practically an all-purpose spell; it can effectively dispel all negative mental spells and guardian charms in the wizarding world.

This, of course, includes exorcising ghosts.

However, he won't use that method; Irving has a better way.

"Want to know the truth about your death, Sir Porpington!" A smile played on his lips, his eyes full of mockery.

How many secrets are buried deep within Hogwarts, 1,500 years ago?

Every stone brick and every ghost here has its own story.

It awaits discovery by the destined person.

Irving certainly couldn't know everything.

But there were some, some bloody truths, that he happened to have heard about and investigated.

"The truth behind my death?" Sir Nicholas was taken aback.

Although he was in ghost form, Harry and his friends could still see a certain confusion in his ashen face.

Nicholas's death was a secret; no ghost would make a fuss about how he died. But he was, after all, Gryffindor, and he wasn't one to keep quiet.

For example, Ron once angered him because the guy kept asking why part of his head hadn't been cut off.

Nick, fed up with Ron's torment, flew into a rage and angrily told Ron the 'details' of how he had been hacked forty-five times with an axe, including his feelings of despair and resentment.

That scared the silly boy so much that he didn't dare to cause Nick any more trouble for a whole month.

Therefore, most people in Gryffindor actually know how he died.

On the evening of October 30, 1492, while he was straightening the teeth of the Queen of England, he accidentally caused her to grow fangs.

The enraged king ordered his execution.

Then he was beheaded.

It's that simple.

Of course, the real truth...

"Heh, I suggest that every Gryffindor should find a Ravenclaw to guide them when they go out in the future."

"After all, Gryffindors are all a bit dim-witted; they get bought and then help the seller count the money."

"They're still acting like idiots, happily circling around the killer." Owen revealed a cruel smile.

These words immediately provoked dissatisfaction among the many Gryffindors present.

Sirius Black was the first to jump out, saying bluntly, "What are you talking about! What's wrong with Gryffindor? Do we need those bookworms protecting us?"

"You're a bad example, you have no right to speak!" Irving retorted directly.

Then he turned to Nick and said, "How about it? I traded the truth for the truth, isn't that fair?"

"You'd better seize this opportunity, because I rarely reason with people!"

He only revealed this secret today because he wanted to have some fun!

Irving suppressed a laugh and didn't say those words aloud.

Sir Nigels looked disdainful.

His death was too simple; it was nothing more than offending the king by casting a curse.

But he didn't stop Irving from continuing.

Besides stalling for time and keeping his promise to Dumbledore, he also wanted to see what kind of outrageous stories this kid could come up with.

"Alright!" Sir Nicholas hovered in the air, quietly watching Owen, looking like he was ready to watch the show.

The ghost's life was so boring that it was rare for someone to tell him a story.

"Okay!" Owen raised an eyebrow, took out his wand, removed the wooden boards from the girls' restroom cubicles, and conjured up several chairs.

He sat down, spread his hands, and his expression turned playful: "Let's begin the first lesson at Hogwarts!"

"Now, let's turn back the clock to 1492—"

Irving began to explain slowly.

He deliberately lowered his voice and, in a not-so-magnetic tone, slowly recounted that story buried in history.

Before the International Law of Wizardry Secrecy was implemented, Sir Nicholas, as a royal court wizard, frequently attended various royal banquets.

April 1492, 10.

Sir Nicholas, who had just finished a banquet, was strolling in the royal gardens. Just moments before, he had used exquisite magic to enhance the banquet, illuminating it with golden light as if it were daytime, and everyone was excitedly praising him.

This also included Lady Griffith, the first queen of King Henry VIII of England (Catherine of Aragon, the original version changed to the same person).

The story is quite simple: the Spanish princess, the queen, discovers her husband's affair with a maid.

The rather simple-minded girl seemed to believe that her crooked front teeth detracted from the beauty of her entire face. Therefore, she approached Sir Nicholas, hoping he could use magic to help her.

"Haha! Madam, it's nothing, just a matter of waving a wand." Sir Nicholas, already slightly tipsy, completely forgot that with his Transfiguration skills, he almost didn't graduate from Hogwarts.

Perhaps the boasting at the banquet made him a little conceited.

After readily agreeing, he held his wand up to Ms. Grif's face and recited the spell.

The result was obvious: he was not good at shapeshifting to begin with, and under the influence of alcohol, he couldn't even recite the spell correctly.

Instead of being corrected, the queen's teeth were transformed into two long fangs by magic.

Then, a scream.

Without a word, the knight behind the queen punched Sir Nicholas to the ground, snatched his wand, and pinned him to the ground.

Sir Nicholas, under the influence of alcohol, had little strength to resist and passed out immediately.

I'm sure you all know what happened next!

This is the version of the story that young wizards at Hogwarts heard most often.

But actually?

In his first playthrough, Owen only suddenly realized the hidden truth of the story while searching for the remains of a certain wizard.

After much thought, he finally brought together a conflict involving wizards, Muggles, royalty, religion, law, and the state.

It revealed a massive wizarding conspiracy that connected major wizarding countries such as Spain, France, and the United Kingdom, as well as traditional European powers.

Let's return our attention to the story, setting aside Queen Catherine who represented Spanish interests, and look at her daughter.

Mary I, the "Bloody Mary," is a famous queen in British history.

His portrait is still hanging on the wall of the revolving corridor at Hogwarts!

Every day, little wizards would pass by her.

After Queen Catherine was stripped of her title, she was replaced by her maid, Queen Anne Boleyn.

Interestingly, her portrait is also at Hogwarts.

It was placed on the wall in front of the Gryffindor doorway.

Are they both wizards?

Not necessarily. After all, there is no historical evidence to prove that Queen Catherine was a witch, but her daughter was indeed a witch.

Moreover, they are absolutely not orthodox British wizards or graduates of Hogwarts.

It remains unknown which magic school the Spanish princess's daughter attended. (P.S.: The portraits on the walls of Hogwarts weren't only for graduates of Hogwarts; the castle had portraits of any famous wizard, regardless of whether they were good or evil.)

And what about our beloved Queen Anne Boleyn?

Is she a Hogwarts wizard?

Hehe o(*￣︶￣*)o

He spent all his youth in France.

They received a complete education from Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

And when you put all the characters' identities on the table.

A conspiracy has become clear to the world.

Nick, the court wizard at the time, was a member of the "progressive wizarding" faction, which was the most mainstream ideology in Britain at the time and openly friendly to Muggles. After his death, the wizards' attitude towards Muggles changed drastically!

He seems to symbolize a sign, marking the end of an era of goodwill.

Another era.

The beginning of an even bloodier era.

Irving smiled slightly, a strange sarcasm playing on his lips, his gaze fixed on Sirius.

Sirius frowned, because he probably wanted to know what Irving was about to say.

He continued to look around, his gaze sweeping over the faces of Nick Fury, Harry, and the twins.

The clear folly in the eyes of those Gryffindors made one deeply aware that Hogwarts was in grave danger.

Aside from Miss Granger, the Ravenclaws are the ones who can save Britain!

Gryffindor?

This is too difficult!

"I call it the Dark Ages of Wizardry."

"Do you remember what I said?"

"You think wizards have never tried Grindelwald's methods of rule?"

"The entire Tudor dynasty was a testing ground for wizards! Nick, he's a pathetic wretch, foolishly dragging himself into this conspiracy. He knows absolutely nothing about politics, siding with no one in the royal family, ostensibly to maintain the neutrality of the court wizards, but in reality, he offended everyone. Even the King!"

"Because he was foolish enough to never even enter the king's ranks!"

"To think that Anne Boleyn's portrait was hanging in front of Gryffindor's doorway is an absolute humiliation, a direct assault on their face!"

Irving sneered indifferently.

Then, she quietly looked at Sirius, as if waiting for his reaction.

Our Godfather Dog felt a sense of disorientation; he seemed to see that dark era, the people controlled by wizards, and the creatures forced to be driven away by wizards.

Then, Irving continued to chuckle and began to reveal an even darker truth.

"You think that Edward VI, Henry VIII's successor, ascended the throne at the age of nine and died after reigning for six years, was just an accident? Why don't you ask him about Hufflepuff's mother?"

"Do you think that when Mary I came to power, the bloody suppression she carried out was only against Muggles who opposed her?"

"The Malfoy family followed William the Conqueror into England. Guess how many other foreign wizarding families have infiltrated the Muggle elite?"

"It's less a power struggle among Muggles and more a contest between wizards from England, France, and Spain for actual control of the Tudor dynasty. It's a power grab between local pure-blood wizards and pure-blood wizards from continental Europe!"

"And what is the truth? It's the complete defeat of native British wizarding families, the total extinction of Celtic wizards since the time of King Arthur. It's a new wizarding aristocracy that talks about Merlin above all else, but is actually of Unsharp blood!"

"The struggle for power is cruel and silent, just as England destroyed the Spanish Armada. Mary I was defeated and died, and what about her successor, the famous Glorious Queen, the Virgin Queen, who ushered in England's Golden Age, Elizabeth I? What was her background?"

"Guess why, among the Chocolate Frog cards that young wizards love to collect, one card featuring Alfred Cragg (1612-1687), the 17th-century Speaker of the Wizarding Council (the predecessor to the Ministry of Magic), has a line that says she had a close relationship with the Queen?"

"Oh, my handsome Merlin! You don't really think the Law of Secrecy was signed because wizards were forced into hiding due to persecution by Muggles, do you?!"

"Is it possible that this is the boundary of a new sphere of influence formed after the wizards divided the world? You don't interfere with me, and I won't interfere with you. As for the native inhabitants of this land, Merlin will give them a perfect home!"

"I"

Nick's body throbbed wildly, and a streak of crimson appeared on his grayish-white body.

Just like a living person's face turns red when they get angry.

When a ghost gets angry, its body changes color!

"I don't believe it!" he roared.

His face was ferocious.

It highlights the raucous barking of a defeated dog.

He doesn't believe it, and he can't believe it.

Because if what Irving said is true, then his death, his life, and his beliefs will all become a joke, an absolute, enormous joke.

"I actually think it's quite glorious, sir. After all, your death ushered in a new era, an attempt by wizards to manage the world. Although this attempt ultimately failed due to the mutual hostility and sabotage between nations, if someone rewrites the history of magic in the future and discovers the truth of this history, then your name will surely be remembered in history!"

Irving said with a chuckle.

"Of course, this history is far more complex than I've described. The struggles for power and the power struggles between various countries require long-term study."

The most fundamental problem with modern magical history is the separation of Muggle history and wizarding history. This has resulted in wizards being completely blind to the other side of many historical events, and naturally, they haven't considered alternative outcomes.

"Alright, that concludes our 'Inside Hogwarts' segment. Now, Sir, can you tell us about Dumbledore and the secret you can't tell us?"

I found "Harry Potter and History," a history of England written by a Frenchman, very inspiring.

(End of this chapter)