Chapter 82 Love Letter

Here, Kewen just got up and was about to turn away from the auditorium, but someone was faster than him.

The twins George and Fred have long known the news. After all, when Cowen defended yesterday, the twins' father was present.

Mr. Weasley spoke about Cowen when he got home and wrote to the children at the academy, urging them to learn from Cowen.

So when someone screamed that Cowan made the headlines of the Daily Prophet, the twins rushed over excitedly.

They both jumped up, George and Fred wrapped around Kewen's neck from left to right, fixing Kewen who wanted to leave in place.

Fred: "You're amazing Cowen!"

George: "Well done Cowen!"

Being blocked by the twins, the others also checked the reports in the newspaper, and naturally they were surrounded by shock, envy, admiration, or admiration.

For a time, the surrounding crowd surrounded Kewen so much that they kept saying something to Kewen, making it impossible for Kewen to listen to any sentence completely.

Feeling the constant touch and hold on him, Kewen had no choice but to keep his polite smile on his face while holding on to his wizard robe, for fear that his clothes would be ripped apart by the people around him.

After a while, someone finally rescued him.

"Quiet--"

Dumbledore's resounding spell finally silenced the noise in the auditorium for a while.

All the students turned their heads silently and looked at Headmaster Dumbledore on the professor's seat.

Seeing this, Dumbledore stood up and said with a smile: "I represent Hogwarts College here. First of all, congratulations to Mr. Cowen Quinn, congratulations to him for unveiling and correcting a long-standing Hundreds of years of misconceptions."

Looking at Cowen, Dumbledore smiled and nodded, and then said: "I hereby announce that Cowen Quinn will be Gryffindor, plus one hundred!"

"Oh--"

The next moment, all the Gryffindor students cheered and jumped up, and the students of the other three houses showed envious expressions.

"Kewen! Kewen! Kewen!"

Around Kewen, all the students shouted Kewen's name in unison.

Afterwards, the students who were closest to Kewen seemed to have a good understanding of each other.

In the end, Kewen, who showed a helpless smile, was thrown into the air by everyone.

...

This whole day of Kewen basically did not stop, because it happened to be a holiday on Sunday, so even if Kewen hid in the dormitory to avoid the students of the other three colleges, it would still be impossible to prevent Gryffindor students from visiting the dormitory. Son.

Too many people came to watch and celebrate, and there was simply no room for so many people in the dormitory.

In the end, Kewen could only go downstairs to the common room at the suggestion of everyone.

"Everyone be quiet-"

In the common room, Percy Weasley stood on a table, with a somewhat false seriousness on his face, some vanity that could not be concealed, and shouted loudly.

Everyone gave face, and turned their attention away from Kewen, wondering what Passy wanted to say.

Being watched by all the Gryffindors, Percy felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction and coughed deliberately before he began to speak.

"Following! Have a guest at our house during the Christmas holidays! Live in the same bedroom with me! My good friend Cowen! Comments for everyone!"

clap clap clap-

Applause and roars suddenly sounded, and they all urged Kewen to speak up.

Most of the students of Gryffindor Academy did not have so many twists and turns in their hearts. After listening to Passy's introduction, many people showed envious expressions about his relationship with Kewen.

Other students who noticed something were also swept up in the warm atmosphere of the scene, so they did not go deep into Passy's thoughts...

Seeing that the people around him were enthusiastically applauding him, Kewen had no choice but to move his steps while returning friendly smiles to the surroundings.

He crossed the road that the crowd had given him automatically, came to the table where Percy was standing, and jumped up with his legs raised.

Looking condescendingly around, looking at the expectant smiling faces below, what else can Kewen do? Just follow everyone's wishes.

When the applause fell and the discussion faded away, Kewen smiled and said, "Thank you, thank you for your recognition and encouragement!"

"Cowen!" Roommate Selt exclaimed to Cowen: "Tell us about it in detail!"

Others responded: "Yes! Tell me about your paper in detail!"

"Okay." Kewen did not refuse, and immediately began to tell the whole story from the beginning.

From the moment he heard the "Dementor" at Weasley's house, he talked about how he had doubts, how he went back to the academy to find information, and how he found out that the logic was abnormal.

He also mentioned that he took his doubts to Professor McGonagall for advice, then faced the principal's inquiry, and finally verified the guess with the cooperation of the professors.

The previous part of Kewen was explained in detail, but the verified part of Kewen deliberately blurred his role, focusing on how the professors dealt with the "Dementors".

With his vividness, excessive decoration, and mimetic actions, the audience below is sometimes amazed, sometimes exclaimed, sometimes nervous, sometimes laughing.

In the end, after the story was finished, Kewen, of course, once again got everyone's cheers for him...

...

Accompanying all Gryffindor classmates to brag all day, Kewen finally managed to finish a college.

As for the other three colleges, it is estimated that someone will soon spread the story he described.

So Kewen reckoned that he would no longer have to deal with the other three academies like Gryffindor.

The next day, a new week begins.

At breakfast, Penello came to the long Gryffindor table and sat down next to Cowen without hesitation.

"Congratulations on Kewen." Penello congratulated casually, and then threw a letter in his hand in front of Kewen.

"What?" Kewen looked down at the envelope.

Penello deliberately didn't go to see Kewen, but said while eating the breakfast in front of him, "This is a confession letter for you, written to you by one of my senior sisters."

Seeing Penello's expression of 'toy was taken away', Kewen held back his smile and slowly pushed the envelope from the table back to Penello.

"What?" Penello was stunned when he saw this, and finally turned his head and stared at Kewen and said, "Why don't you take a look?"

Kewen shrugged, picked up a knife and fork and said, "I don't like girls with smaller pectoral muscles than me."

Everyone around was stunned for a moment, and then regardless of gender, they lowered their heads to look at their chests in almost the same way...