Hogwarts magic is justice

Chapter 30 should be something to look forward to, right?

The Roaring Letter wasn't just a mental attack; it also had some physical damage. It took Owen a long time to tidy up and restore the messy principal's office to its original state.

"Cleaned Up" X10

Odor Eliminator X15

At the entrance to the lounge, Owen cleaned himself thoroughly before returning to his room. After looking around and not finding Molly, he changed into his pajamas, lay down on the large bed, and then shifted his consciousness.

What's that? Why are there hairy things under my feet?

Looking down, he chuckled. Sure enough, Molly had come to fight Xiaobai again. The key point was that she hadn't even fought yet; before he even arrived, Xiaobai had already pinned her down.

After lifting his foot and releasing the big cat, Owen said to it, "How many times have I told you? You can't beat Little White, so why do you have to come and get beaten up?"

The big cat, who was just a moment ago quite defiant, is now showering the little wizard with affection and meowing. The meaning is simple: it's all thanks to the little wizard's suppression of the bad bird that the little cat was able to reclaim the body.

Owen didn't know how to explain it, so he just told it not to play too wildly in the Forbidden Forest, and to try not to be discovered. He told it to go back to eat when it got hungry, and then he switched its consciousness.

Just as Molly was about to cuddle with him again, Little White raised its paw and stepped on the big cat. It wouldn't go too far; normally, it would only step on him for two hours...

The appearance of the troll in the castle caused only a minor commotion, but the news that Owen had destroyed half of the troll's body with a single 'Expelliarmus' shot caused a sensation at Hogwarts.

This is a very common spell. Its greatest effect is to disarm the opponent's wand. If used well, it can even make the opponent's wand fall into your own hand.

but……

No one has ever used a single "Expelliarmus" weapon to wipe out half of a giant monster!

Dumbledore had never seen it either, so last night, while tidying up his office, he asked about it. Owen's answer made him both happy and worried.

"It's nothing, I just compressed the magic power a bit. Headmaster, you know how high trolls' magic resistance is. If I hadn't compressed the magic power, it probably wouldn't have worked at all. Of course, I didn't expect this troll to be so weak... By the way, the school won't make me pay for this, will it?"

What could Dumbledore say in this situation? Blame the young wizard for the excessive power of his spell?

After returning from his business trip, Owen suddenly had plenty of time. The professors no longer taught the courses he had previously taught to the young wizards, so he now had a lot more free time. He didn't waste it, and returned to the library, sitting quietly next to Mrs. Pince and reading.

If it were a holiday, Irving would choose an empty desk, but right now, this is the quietest place in the library.

Mrs. Pince smiled, and even when she spoke to the young wizards who came to borrow and return books, her tone became much softer and gentler.

Nobody's a fool.

But everyone would consciously lower their voices, afraid of disturbing the little wizard who was reading the book.

No, that's wrong. Not everyone. In the vast Hogwarts, there are always exceptions.

"What?!!"

In the quiet library, such a shout startled even Owen, who was in a good mental state. Mrs. Pince stood up, first straightened the wrinkles on her clothes caused by sitting for a long time, then grabbed the feather duster and rushed out. Her speed was comparable to that of a peerless light-footed martial artist, and she almost left afterimages.

Ron, Hermione, and Harry were kicked out of the library by Mrs. Pince...

In Mrs. Pince's eyes, there was no such thing as saving the world. Even if Voldemort came and dared to make a loud noise in the library, she would beat him with a feather duster!

Their commotion made it impossible for Owen to concentrate on his book. He returned the books he had borrowed to their original shelves, then walked around to tidy up the books he had carelessly left behind. He left the library, and after taking only a few steps, he heard Ron's voice: "The professor is definitely up to something!"

Owen paused for a moment, then laughed. "Professor Quirrell, look at the mess you've made! Even a brainless wizard like Ron can see that something's wrong with you. Where do you get the confidence to stay in the castle?"

But at that moment, Ron spoke up again: "Snape is definitely up to something. We should tell Dumbledore!"

I……

Kyrie Irving almost strained his back...

So these guys aren't suspecting Quirrell, but Snape?

That's true. Those of them in their first year haven't seen Quirrell before, so they don't really have a strong impression of him. But Professor Snape... his style is definitely quite a target of hatred.

"Did you notice? I saw it with my own eyes in the basement that day. Professor Snape's leg looked injured, and he didn't come with the other professors; he arrived later. Do you think it's possible that he was scratched by that three-headed dog?"

Irving was taken aback at first, then turned around and walked away. Soon he reached the fourth floor, stopped in front of a very conspicuous door, and pushed it open.

"Woof?"

"Woof!"

"Woof woof!"

The three large dog heads all showed friendly expressions when they saw the little wizard who pushed open the door, and their tails wagged like electric fans.

Louie, one of Hagrid's pets, is also an old acquaintance of the little wizard. When Louie was only the size of a normal dog, Owen helped feed Hagrid for a while.

"EMMM..."

"Cleaned Up" X6

Odor Eliminator X12

"Alright, stop shaking. Come on, sit up straight, open your mouth, yes, clear water like a spring..."

After cleaning the environment, removing the odor, giving them a bath, brushing their teeth, and drying them, Owen finally came over to them, stroking each dog's head a few times, emphasizing fairness.

The big dog knew exactly what the little wizard liked. It lay down, placed its tail beside it, let the little wizard sit on its tail, and then lay on its body before starting to chat quietly.

When he learned that Professor Snape had indeed been there that day and had been scratched, Owen sighed and said, "Don't be so fierce in the future. Just pretend. I don't expect you to actually guard this place, so you still have to let people down, understand? From now on, if you hear music, even if you don't want to sleep, you have to pretend to be asleep."

"Woof!"

"Woof woof!"

"Ugh!"

"Alright, once things are done here, you'll definitely need to go back to the Forbidden Forest. I'll come find you guys to play then. Remember, be good!"

The three dog heads stretched out again, and the little wizard stroked them one by one before walking out to the next floor... He had no intention of going to take a look at them; it was all a pre-arranged arrangement by the professors, and it wouldn't be good if they were accidentally destroyed.

The holidays are almost here, and Christmas is just around the corner. While the other young wizards are busy with their studies, Owen is busy making presents.

A gift made by hand can best show the giver's sincerity.

Of course, incidentally, this also helps improve one's alchemy skills.

On the eighth floor, there were still quite a few empty rooms. Irving chose one that was relatively far from his lounge and turned it into his alchemy room, so that even if it accidentally blew up, he wouldn't be without a place to sleep.

Of course, this time, he wasn't going to make any more glasses. Instead, he was going to make the professors a brand new set of magic robes so they could experience what true sophistication was!

Magic is interesting, but the magical world is not so interesting, especially the wizards' dressing habits, which are a real challenge to one's senses.

Therefore, Kyrie Irving would rather his own style become an outdated aristocratic style than the currently popular mix-and-match style.

The clothes were designed by Owen and then ordered from the Tuofan Clothing Store. All he had to do was embroider subtle patterns on the clothes and then use those patterns to achieve various magical effects.

His ideas were novel, and after receiving his letter, many people replied to him, offering various different approaches.

So when eating in the Great Hall, a very interesting scene would occur: the little wizard would be surrounded by owls, but there wouldn't be a single feather around him or at the table.

Master Nico's letter gave the young wizard confidence, Master Newt's letter broadened his horizons, but the Dark Lord's letter made the young wizard's lips twitch.

He dared not have any hidden patterns on his clothes that could unleash fierce flames; if done wrong, those patterns could even burn him to ashes...

But it offers another perspective: all curses will end!

The spell "Stop the Curse" can interrupt a spell that has taken shape, while "End All Curses" is a high-level spell that can extinguish raging flames. However, it also has a drawback: the range of influence of the spell is limited, and it only takes effect within the range of the spellcaster's magical control. Therefore, under normal circumstances, multiple people cast the spell together.

However, when multiple people cast a spell, it requires a magical resonance, which necessitates extremely close coordination among the wizards casting the spell together.

If one could embroider the corresponding runes onto clothing using alchemy, simply inputting magical energy would automatically activate the "End of All Curses" effect...

Of course, a piece of clothing cannot have only one spell; some protective spells are still necessary, such as armor for protection.

Time flies, and when the first snow fell, the area outside Hogwarts Castle turned into a white world.

Meanwhile, Owen had already rotated to Hufflepuff. When he sat in the common room, he couldn't read, because many young wizards would come to him with their notebooks. Owen would give up his reading time to answer their questions, which was also a form of review.

In fact, he didn't need to be in the common room at all. After eating, he could go back to his room to either rest or do other things.

But this made him somewhat isolated from the crowd, so no matter which branch he was in, he would go to the branch's common room after dinner and sit there. If someone asked him a question, he would teach them; if no one paid attention, he would read. He would sit there until curfew before he would come out and return to his room.

Of course, there's no need to worry even if it's past curfew. Filch would even love to run into Owen who's missed the curfew, because at that time, Owen would be patrolling the castle with him.

He might not be able to catch those little wizards who like to roam at night, but if Owen is around, those little rascals will have no chance of escaping.

At Owen's suggestion, the captured young wizards were not sent to the professor, but instead patrolled with Filch. They would only be released after they caught the next young wizard themselves; otherwise, they would spend two hours patrolling every night.