Chapter 282 I Have A Bold Idea

The owl is an elegant and proud creature.

Wild adult owls are very vigilant and generally difficult to tame, even if they are accidentally captured. They would rather starve than eat from strangers.

And this characteristic also applies in the magical world.

Therefore, whenever a young wizard wants to choose an owl as his pet, the adult wizard will repeatedly emphasize:

The owl will only recognize one owner in its lifetime. From the moment you started to domesticate it, a contract was signed that can never be broken and terminated; only death can separate it from you.

But, in comparison, the handling of some messengers of wild owls would be a little more lenient.

The long delivery journey and the pressure of heavy packages have forced them to accept a certain degree of feeding from strangers to ensure that they can have enough physical condition to complete the mission, or... try to stay alive as much as possible, hoping for the day to return to the owner.

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Hogwarts, Hufflepuff Common Room, a corner of the girls' dormitory.

A headstrong owl silently pecked at the grains in the feeder, raised its small head, and looked out of the iron cage. There was only a strange force, completely incongruent with its appearance.

"Gu ~ gu ~"

"Gu ha ha ha! Gu go!"

The grain store, which temporarily served as the "jailer" of the reserved grain, impatiently flapped its wings and fiercely glanced at the small rear in front of it, the round and plump face of the chicken was cold and alert.

The grain store would never forget, as it happily sent the captured mouse to the little master's pillow... The fear of being caught by the hand of fate and being taken to the iron skillet, alongside the large iron skillet, the bones of the round and plump face of the chicken were scattered everywhere.

Therefore, even though Elena, the host, has been away from school for some time, the grain store still diligently adheres to her duties, ensuring that no one can let this offended bolus of white fur before Elena returns. Round plump face of the chicken.

To ensure that the little headstrong owl did not secretly escape, or starve to death, the grain store even generously donated the iron cage and its feeder and drinker that had not been slept in a few times.

"Gou ~ gugugu ~"

The little headstrong owl lowered its head and shrunk into a corner in an autistic ball of fur.

Ignoring the poor little prisoner, the two rows of feathers on the head of the grain store rotated flexibly, their heads turned directly 180° backwards, and their eyes brightly looked towards the entrance of the dormitory.

At the next moment, the door of the girls' dormitory opened.

Hufflepuff first-year girls entered two by two, and the first ones were Elena and Hannah.

Unlike the enthusiasm after the rest of the class, after this special magic story, all the young wizards didn't feel much like talking, and each face was somewhat serious and stunned.

Professor Binns is right. For these newcomers to the magical world, some stories are too heavy, even if what he tells in class are just some silhouettes of that era.

"Elena, Hannah, everyone... what happened?"

Noticing the unusual atmosphere at the door and looking at the new female students who were concerned about it, an older girl sitting at the dormitory table reading a book stood up, frowning frantically, confusion appearing on her face.

In her memory, the enthusiastic and cheerful Hufflepuff Academy rarely encountered such a somber situation.

"Sister Lydia, today..." Hannah looked up and was about to respond.

"I think everyone should be a little tired, after all, it's the magic story tonight."

Before Hannah finished, Elena suddenly interrupted Hannah's voice and quickly replied.

"Although we have done our best to learn, the story is still so heavy that it makes you want to sleep."

Saying this, Elena raised her thick "History of Magic (by Hermione)" and shook it, showing a hint of helplessness.

"Hey, is Professor Binns teaching magic history tonight?"

The older Hufflepuff girl looked at the textbook in Elena's arms and suddenly nodded.

"It turns out that Professor Binns's magic history is really tough, in my opinion, it's almost second only to the potions class in all of Hogwarts. So, let's hurry and go to bed early."

After hearing the conversation of the three, the other older girls who had originally planned to come over and ask also showed a worried look. Without hesitation, they returned to their positions and continued with their own things.

"What?"

Hannah Abbot raised her eyebrows and looked around at her white hair ****.

However, Elena did not immediately respond, but turned her gaze to her bed, watching the headstrong owl behind the grains in deep contemplation. Thinking about it, this little one could play a more important role.

According to her idea a week ago, the original plan was just to blackmail a little Jin Jialong. By the way, this owl would be used as a bridge to make contact with the lovely Luna Lovegood so that the plan could be directly completed next semester.

However, after going through this magic history course, a very bold idea suddenly occurred to her.

The disappearance of the magical world occurred about three hundred years ago. To end the wheel of senseless hatred, the wizards chose to bury their original magical years and hide magical activities as much as possible in the daily operation of the non-magical world.

However, more than three hundred years have passed. There have been transcendental changes in the world's political structure or the social structure of the entire human civilization. The wizards once again extended their magical tentacles into the non-magical world.

This time, it was in a softer and more subtle manner.

The magical governments of various countries, which were originally established based on regional culture, gradually evolved into an entity capable of establishing diplomatic relations with various non-magical governments to some extent. Most heads of government have a Ministry of Magic around them, an auror responsible for daily security work, on the one hand, to counter the actions of wizards in other countries, and on the other, to counteract the non-magical world at any time.

After all, the two world wars largely advanced the progress of science, and overturning the chessboard is no longer the exclusive heritage of wizards.

Perhaps in a special small-scale confrontation, the magical world still has an absolute advantage. But in terms of efficiency in killing humans and destroying the terrain of cities and towns, the non-magical world has mastered terrible weapons with which wizards must deal carefully.

In this delicate situation, perhaps she can initiate a new magical era from inconspicuous places first.

"Hannah, I have a bold idea..."

She glanced at the trembling flat-headed owl, Elena's fingers tapping the thick cover of "A History of Magic," and her eyes gradually lit up.

"Instead of passively learning historical knowledge, maybe we can do something more interesting-"

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