I, Hogwarts Second Time Around.

Chapter 20 In Class (Various requests -)

Sunday passed peacefully.

Monday was another day filled with rumors and gossip at Hogwarts.

Yesterday, based on firsthand accounts from the senior wizards who witnessed Owen beating up the junior wizards.

His legend is told in every corner of the castle.

Even the ghosts couldn't help but inquire. (They couldn't leave the castle, so they didn't see anything.)

The Hufflepuff ghost—the fat monk—reported the impending rise of the Hufflepuff to almost every painting and every suit of armor in the castle.

It was happy for several hours.

Whenever they see a young wizard, they float over and subtly indicate that from now on, the offense and defense of Hogwarts have changed.

Gryffindor and Slytherin are acceptable destinations.

I, Hufflepuff, am also welcome!

Why?

Because we have the strongest little wizard, Owen Sanchez!

Ha ha!!!

The fat monk, who had been at the bottom of the academy for years, had never felt so refreshed.

Especially seeing Sir Nicholas, the ghost of Gryffindor, with his teeth clenched, showed that they still had Harry.

His excitement intensified after he was certain he would defeat Irving.

Oh!

I just love seeing you get frustrated and helpless.

As for the others...

The Gryffindors felt ashamed because three of the five men who were beaten were theirs.

Slytherin watched the whole thing unfold with amusement. They were happy to see a rift develop between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff.

As for Ravenclaw?

Eagle Union expressed surprise that Owen, a first-year wizard, was able to master so many spells.

It seems their study plan needs to be revised.

—Immediately, it began to curl inward.

However, although the four academies reacted differently to this matter, they all agreed on one thing.

That means Irving is definitely Dumbledore's illegitimate grandson!!!

The rumor intensified and continued until Monday.

Finally, during a Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall forcefully severed it.

"Two points for Hufflepuff," Professor Meow said in a deep voice, glancing at the ornate snuff bottle on Owen's desk.

She's become numb.

From the very first lesson, this kid displayed an amazing talent for shapeshifting.

She had never seen a first-year wizard carve the Hogwarts motto onto a desk!

"However—" Professor McGonagall said with a dark expression, looking at the new inscription that had appeared on the corner of Owen's desk.

——Morning

Enraged, he shouted, "Damage to public property! Hufflepuff gets three points deducted!"

"Professor, I'm just reminding myself to be diligent and eager to learn, to get ahead of others!" Owen said, looking up with his round, gray eyes, adopting the demeanor of a hardworking Hufflepuff.

"You can transform yourself into an alarm clock," Professor McGonagall said coldly, then turned her gaze elsewhere.

Excellent—Hermione's transformed needles are perfect.

Harry – still needs improvement.

Ron—what's that? A pin with a match head?

Justin—on par with Ron.

Just as Professor McGonagall was examining the other young wizards, Owen's voice came from behind her again, "Alarm clock!"

"So what kind of alarm clock should I transform into?"

"Mechanical?"

"No—no, that's too much trouble. I have to wind it up every day."

"Or an electronic one."

"But Hogwarts blocks all electronic devices."

"Can an electronic alarm clock created through magic be used inside a castle that isolates electronic devices?"

"Hmm—perhaps Professor, you could suggest to Headmaster Dumbledore that he create a normal space in certain parts of the school."

"That way we can use electronic devices," Irving continued muttering.

"How can we be worse off than the neighboring Kamar-Taj School of Witchcraft and Wizardry? They at least have Wi-Fi!"

"Um—Professor, do you know what Wi-Fi is?"

"Shut up, Mr. Sanchez!" Professor McGonagall was practically going crazy!

She sees the professor who torments the young wizard every day.

This was the first time she had ever encountered a little wizard who was tormenting the professor.

Compared to this pile of evil stuff in front of them, the two Weasley kids were practically angels!

She even found the group of Slytherin wizards adorable.

Professor McGonagall, whose temples were throbbing from Owen's barrage of questions, had reached her limit. With a cold expression, she sternly warned Owen, "If you dare utter another word, not even one, get out of the classroom!"

--quiet.

As soon as Professor McGonagall said those words, the entire Transfiguration Classroom fell into a deathly silence.

All the young wizards dared not utter a sound, for fear of angering Professor McGonagall at this moment.

And so it went—the calm lasted for about ten seconds.

Just as Teacher Miao was certain that she had intimidated the troublemaker, that voice rang out.

"Professor, is it starting from this sentence?"

"Or the next sentence?"

-

"Get out of here!"

"Okay!"

Irving responded immediately and gracefully left the Transformation Professor.

-

In the afternoon, after lunch, on their way to the Potions classroom, the Hufflepuffs happened to run into the young Gryffindor wizards.

As a good-natured person, Irving would naturally not miss any opportunity to maintain goodwill towards major clients.

He immediately decided to officially disband the Badgerhouse trio consisting of himself, Justin, and Hannah!

It will be restarted periodically.

"Have you heard the story of Severus?" Owen asked Harry, squeezing into the Gryffindor crowd.

"That legendary genius alchemist didn't hesitate to submit to the White Lord to protect his beloved. Thanks to him, Slytherin's reputation has risen significantly."

"Um—why did he say that?" Ron whispered in Harry's ear.

"I don't know." Harry didn't try to stop Owen, who was lost in his own thoughts.

Since what happened on Saturday and Professor McGonagall's outburst that morning, the entire Griffin School has held Owen in the highest esteem.

Of course, since it was someone who offended the dean of their own academy, even though the little lion admired such behavior, it didn't mean they wouldn't settle the score with you.

Protecting our feline headmaster is everyone's responsibility at the Lion House!

I heard that some senior wizards are already planning to team up and give Owen a taste of his own medicine.

"So, if you like someone, you have to confess. What's the point of keeping it to yourself? You'll just end up watching them get married."

In the dungeon, inside the Potions Professor's room, Owen was still rambling on and on.

"Seize the opportunity, charge in, and unleash a decisive basic attack. If all else fails, we'll meet in Azkaban. Everyone there is a talent; consider it studying abroad."

"Professor Snape suffered because of this, and now he's barking like a defeated dog, venting all his anger on you." Someone sighed, then confidently continued, "Given his personality, even if he had another chance, he might not be able to seize it."

"So young!"

"Young people are prone to slipping up; he can't control it."

No chance to touch it much today, but I'll try to get a little touch when I get the chance! See ya!

(End of this chapter)