Hogwarts magic is justice

Chapter 67. Something happened as soon as I got on the train?

Feeling no longer inclined to go back to school, Owen returned to his home in Yorkshire, did a quick cleaning, and then resumed his normal studies and practice.

Understanding the essence of magic does not mean you can stop learning spells. In fact, you must not only learn modern spells, but also ancient spells. Only in this way can you create new spells.

There are also Transfiguration, potions, herbs, alchemy, and so on. All of these require constant learning. As for cultivation, with the Golden Light Mantra, it becomes much simpler, and the process of cultivation can even replace sleep!

Irving discovered this by accident, which made him very dissatisfied with the old Taoist priest. If he had this function, he should have said so earlier. He wouldn't have complained if the old priest had given him an incomplete Golden Light Mantra, but at least he should have given him an instruction manual.

The British wizarding world has been in a bit of turmoil lately. Sirius Black's escape from prison has thrown many wizarding families into a panic, but it hasn't affected Muggles at all, at least not in Owen's neighborhood. Everyone knows Owen is away studying, boarding at a school with a scholarship...

It's fair to say that, in this community, aside from not knowing that Owen is a wizard, he is the perfect "other people's child," a role model for all the children in the entire community!

Logically speaking, someone like him should be ostracized by all the children, but he wasn't. Owen was very popular because he could tell stories.

"Brother Owen, are you going to school again?"

"Yes, don't worry, I'll bring you your favorite candy when I come back next time I have a holiday."

"Brother Owen, be careful, your school is so dangerous..."

"Don't worry, I'm very powerful."

Amidst the farewells of a group of children, Owen set off with his luggage. This time, he didn't plan to travel in the wizarding way, but rather in the way of an ordinary person. Therefore, he had to leave a few days in advance, first taking a train to London, and then transferring to Hogwarts. Of course, he could just find a secluded spot to stuff his suitcase into his pocket.

Setting off easily is called travel; carrying a heavy burden is called suffering.

Kyrie Irving never forces himself to endure hardship.

Nothing particularly unpleasant happened along the way. The only exceptions were the young ladies and wives who would show him admiration, inviting him to their homes for a drink or to watch their cats perform. Owen politely declined all of these well-meaning invitations.

"They moved it a day earlier? Did they speed up the train?"

Irving let out a long sigh. There was nothing he could do. Since he had arrived early, he might as well head to Diagon Alley first.

Buy books!

Although he doesn't have to buy textbooks every year like other students because the Black Protection professor changes every year, Owen still buys them, especially this year. Dumbledore promised him that this year's Black Protection professor would be a truly skilled wizard, and through a year of study, he could make up for the gaps in the previous two years.

That's right. Actually, the content of the Black Defense Class isn't that much. There are only so many magical creatures in the magical world, and their numbers are constantly decreasing. Even the strongest fire dragons now require human intervention to prevent them from becoming extinct, let alone the others.

As for Black Magic, there's not much new content added. As a core course, the content of Defense Against the Dark Arts is very limited. It mainly depends on how the professor wants to conduct the teaching. So this course is very dependent on the professor. If the professor teaches well, then the students will learn well.

Quirrell didn't teach well, not because he was incompetent, but because he was focused on helping Voldemort steal the Philosopher's Stone.

Lockhart... he's a complete idiot, let's not even talk about him.

Two years have passed in the blink of an eye. If we don't find a good professor for the third year, we're doomed!

As a future principal, it's reasonable for you to ask current principals to focus on improving teaching quality, right?

First, he went to Gringotts to withdraw money. It had been a while since he'd been there, and seeing that his Galleons had become even thicker, Owen smiled slightly. Then he started stuffing money into his pockets. Once he had enough, he bought books, then went to a clothing store to buy some new outfits for the professors, and finally bought some candy and snacks... After this little shopping spree, he returned to his hotel.

The next morning, Owen left the hotel feeling refreshed and entered the station. He boarded the train and waited until it started moving before putting down his book. Looking at the students sitting around him, he smiled and said, "Don't be so nervous, everyone. Let's chat for a while."

Hearing this, the group quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Then one of them spoke up, "Mr. Owen, while I was at home, I heard that someone had escaped from Azkaban. I wonder if this will affect us?"

Owen chuckled: "Why would you have such a worry? Prison breakouts are the Ministry of Magic's business, what does it have to do with Hogwarts? But then again, if anyone dares to cause trouble at Hogwarts, no matter who they are, we'll report it if we find out, or seize the opportunity to take action directly. Our school, our castle, is of course our responsibility to protect. If we push them too far, they won't even have a chance to enter Azkaban."

Laughter filled the carriage.

Previously, the young wizards at Hogwarts had faith in the headmaster. Although some frightening and strange things happened every year, they were all resolved. In particular, the Chamber of Secrets from last year has now been transformed into a large classroom, and the legendary Basilisk has now become the object of feeding for many students...

These changes have filled the young wizards studying here with confidence, making them feel that no matter what difficulties they encounter, they are not a problem.

There's not only Dumbledore at the school, there's also Harry Potter!

If neither of these two can be relied on, then there's always Mr. Irving, isn't there?

While they were chatting and laughing, it suddenly got dark, and then the train slowly came to a stop. All the little wizards on the train were stunned. The train hadn't even reached the station yet. What had happened?

Owen put his book away and walked out of the carriage. Many students also came out to see what was going on. Owen thought for a moment and then said, "Everyone, please return to your seats. Prefects, student council presidents (male and female), come out. I grant you permission to use your wands. Remember, if any creature approaches despite warnings, attack!"

Owen's voice echoed throughout the train, and only then did the students obediently begin to act. The prefects and male and female chairpersons came out of the carriages and immediately used the Illumination Charm to brighten the originally dim passageway considerably.

Lupin, who had been sitting huddled in his seat, suddenly became curious. The lighting spell in the carriage was different from the lighting spells he knew. It was too bright, almost blinding.

And that voice just now, it sounded very young, so why were the students so obedient?

I don't know about other places, but the young wizards in this carriage relaxed immediately after hearing this voice. Harry and his friends, in particular, actually breathed a huge sigh of relief.

Lupin is quite curious about this person now.

Owen, frowning, flew outside the train and looked at the dark clouds and lightning in the sky. "Why is something going wrong the moment I get on this train? How unlucky can I be?"