I, Hogwarts Second Time Around.

Chapter 96 The Princess of the Stars

Faced with such a powerful force, the illusory figure seemed to be frightened. He then waved his misty robe and cloak, and disappeared from the spot.

"All young wizards, please return to the lounge."

An aged voice rang out.

Everyone turned around and saw Dumbledore!

The young wizards automatically stepped aside, as if on a pilgrimage, to welcome the greatest wizard of all time.

"Professors, come with me," he said.

Then he walked out of the gate alone.

With a wave of his hand, the doors of Hogwarts slowly closed.

They blocked the little wizards' view completely.

-

"Ha! My Professor Snape has a personal grudge to settle!"

Dobby Apparated Owen away from the entrance, where he was now leaning back in an armchair in the Hufflepuff common room, touching his cold neck.

"Is this how you use the Divine Edge Without Shadow?"

Owen couldn't help but laugh when he thought about Snape's serious face just now.

From the moment the young wizard pushed open the hall door until he left.

Everything was planned, even the professors' positions were discussed in advance.

Despite his usual gloomy demeanor, Professor Snape is actually a total tsundere at heart.

When Dumbledore arranged for him to appear first, although he was talking a lot, his imposing manner made anyone who didn't know better think that he was preparing to usurp the throne and become the headmaster himself.

"Dobby, get out everything I need to prepare. They'll be back soon," he said, pulling down his hood with a contented air.

"Yes, sir." With that, the little elf vanished from the spot.

-

It rained on Halloween night.

The rain continued until late into the night.

Today was supposed to be a holiday, but no one in the flooded castle felt happy.

A soul, a righteous and courageous soul, perished in last night's rain.

An emotion I've never felt before.

Sorrow began to spread in everyone's heart.

Upon arriving at the common room, Professor Sprout announced that their area of ​​activity had been reduced again.

Now, apart from a few classrooms and the auditorium and the lounges of the various departments, they are no longer allowed to go anywhere else.

Even Quidditch matches were canceled.

Crisis! Everyone felt the crisis amidst the storm.

An unprecedented storm is approaching Hogwarts.

"Come on, let's have some hot pot!"

In Hufflepuff's common room, Owen was greeting Hannah and her friend Susan.

And Justin's good friend, Ernie McMillan.

Everyone sat in a circle, with many cauldrons in front of him that he had taken from the Potions professor.

The aroma of the chili oil base, once boiled, filled the entire lounge.

Of course, among this group, Irving ate the fastest and happiest.

Dobby kept Apparating, bringing out all sorts of meat dishes.

This includes the tentacles of the giant squid in Black Lake.

"Eat up! Don't be so polite with me!"

Anyway, it's not his money that's being spent.

Faced with Owen's carefree attitude, not only did the other Hufflepuff wizards not understand, but even Justin and Hannah felt a bit upset.

"How can you still eat?!"

Hannah frowned, looking at Owen with a serious expression.

She began to understand why Hermione had been so cold to her lately.

"You can't eat? You're too weak!" Owen picked up a piece of fish, took a bite, and said, "You were scared out of your wits by even a giant eight-eyed spider. I understand your fear!"

"so--"

As he spoke, he put down the bowl and plate.

He pulled out a long piece of parchment from behind him.

"Does anyone need to level up their spellcasting?"

"Limited-time promotion! Only one Gallon per lesson! Guaranteed to teach you until you learn! If you don't learn, you won't get a penny—cough cough—how could you not learn? I'll try everything I can to make sure you learn." He grinned unrestrainedly.

A chill, far colder than the heavy rain outside, seeped into their skin and even their bones.

"I--"

"Don't hesitate, as if I'm forcing you," Owen said, handing the parchment to Hannah.

He flicked the stains off his sleeves and said with a mysterious smile, "Don't say I didn't take care of you."

"Lately, it's good to be a bit reckless."

After saying that, he quietly got up. "Those who want to sign up can just ask Hannah."

Then he turned around and disappeared into the oak barrel leading to the dormitory.

"I'm signing up!"

Although everyone has a lot of prejudice against Irving.

But there's no denying that he is indeed very powerful; it's just that those curses that would give him a headache just by looking at them, Irving can release with ease.

"Then—add me!"

"And me!"

Fear tore down the walls of prejudice among the young wizards.

The mountain in people's hearts collapsed under the threat of death.

On the other side, Owen, who had just stepped out of the oak barrel, was suddenly surrounded by a white light. The light gradually distorted, and the next second, Dobby grabbed his hand, and then the two of them disappeared from the spot.

"Snap!"

Heavy rain, lightning, roaring

Owen, dressed in a black robe, was standing on the west tower of the castle.

This is where Professor Flitwick's office is located, and the top of the tower is where the owls live.

Owl hut.

Inside the shed, a group of house-elves were moving about.

They are collecting the owls' letters, especially those sent out during this period.

The sky was filled with owls that had "returned to the right path".

It has to be said that the Pokémon's talent for Confusion Charms is dazzling.

The spell can be successfully cast with just a snap of the fingers.

"The old headmaster is serious this time!" Owen, dressed in black, glanced at the letters lying in the corner and then turned and left.

His task was not to intercept the young wizards' letters.

This job only requires the help of little fairies.

What Owen mainly does is keep his other dark wizard persona active—which of course requires him to create a new identity.

He originally intended to continue using Melina's skin.

However, considering that Ron has already met this person, it's worth noting.

So, taking advantage of the Halloween season, he created a new character.

In the corridor outside the shed, the princess of the stars walked lazily through the silent night!

Tiny specks of blue and white light pierced through the darkness and clung to that small, thin figure.

The thick hat, with a circle of silver thread like a crown, completely covered her face.

He wore a long linen robe with a cloak made of unicorn hair draped over it.

What's most mysterious is her face, which she occasionally reveals suddenly.

She has two faces that overlap at her left eye.

One face was a tangible, exquisitely crafted new-style doll; the other was a face that matched her features yet was ethereal and ghostly.

That was the projection of ancient sages onto her.

She is the princess of the stars.

She is the witch Lani!

Guess what time I finished working overtime this morning?!

It's 2:30! 2:30!

I still have to go to work during the day, even though I don't do anything (just stare at the program).

I went home at noon, and before I knew it, it was 7 pm. I ate a meal in a daze and revised a document, and now my head is throbbing.

The last two chapters may be updated a little later, but I guarantee they will be updated before midnight.

(End of this chapter)