I, Hogwarts Second Week

The man held his chest out as if he were standing on a tower giving a speech.

He squinted his eyes and held a dead wood-shaped cane in his left hand, which looked like branches that could be seen everywhere.

Putting his right hand on his chest, he said with a proud look, "Introduce yourself.

I am Merlin - ala ala - are you shocked when you hear my name?

Well - there's no need to be reserved, I hope you won't keep it to yourself and just call me Brother Merlin! "

"Huh?" Whether it was Hermione or anyone else, their expressions were frozen at this time.

Merlin's reputation is similar to that of Qin Shihuang in the Muggle world.

What he said just now has the same effect as: Hello, I am Qin Shihuang. In fact, I am not dead.

Every year - every year, someone in the wizarding world falls for the same scam letter and cheats someone fifty.

To be honest, Archmage Merlin's reputation has not been very good in the past hundred years - because there are too many scammers.

And Hermione - she was even more cautious. Who knows if this was an illusion, if it was the flesh and blood in the sea that allowed them to see it.

Just like that, the air unexpectedly solidified.

Master Mei, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, continued to speak, "I rescued you in a critical moment. I hope you can send me overwhelming words of gratitude."

He reminded him again. At this time, among the three people on the boat, Naifel, who had the most innocent mind, immediately became nervous, and then hurriedly bent down towards the other party, "Okay - that - thank you very much."

"My name is Nephi, Nefer Tali. If you have time, I would like to treat you to a drink in Cairo."

At this time, the gap between the two little witches of about the same age showed.

Miss Granger didn't reply at all. Instead, she took out her wand and secretly used magic to stir the sea water. After confirming that all the limbs and flesh in the sea had disappeared, she relaxed her tense nerves.

But - this doesn't explain anything.

Because there is no direct relationship between the two, he still cannot prove that he is Merlin.

As for Nefil, her eyes were shining and she waved excitedly towards Merlin, and she was very curious about what kind of magic he had that allowed him to stand on the water.

There was no thought at all that the other party might be an Owl Scammer.

As for the Auror - sorry, he doesn't understand English

However, the strange man who appeared in front of him was frightened by his terrifying strength and ability to reverse flesh and blood.

Each of these people has their own appearance, but they have forgotten that they are not the only ones in this sea area.

The instigator, the humanoid monster floating in the air with wings waving, was still watching them.

"Oops! Forgot - there is an audience."

Archmage Merlin looked at the figure in the sky, "If that's the case, then I have to show some real skills."

After saying that, he shook his right hand slightly, and a golden sword appeared in his hand.

Then - with a body shape like a cannonball, he split the humanoid monster in half with a sliding slash that had no time to react.

Silent pink petals spurted out from the monster's wound, and the petals all over the sky caressed the man's figure, looking so beautiful on this sea of ​​flowers.

"Well - it turns out to be a vampire family member! It seems there is a master behind it."

"Vampire Familia?" Hermione heard another new term.

Next to her, Nefer Tarly knew more about this. She explained to her in excitement, "Some vampire ancestors will first embrace some wizards, of course the remnants of the fringes of society. They will Pursuit of becoming a vampire for various reasons.”

"Yeah - I know this." Regarding this common sense knowledge, even if Hermione has not seen it at Hogwarts, Muggle movies have filmed it in enough detail.

"It should be that one of the dark wizards we eliminated before had the property of a certain vampire, so we asked his family to take revenge on us."

"I know." Hermione nodded, and then looked back at the colorful man with fair skin who was facing them with his hands on his hips.

"Are you - um - are you really Merlin?"

"Is this the legendary wizard who assists King Arthur, Merlin?"

"Haha - it's all Arthur's own efforts. I actually didn't help much. It's true that I caused a lot of trouble."

The man who called himself Merlin smiled heartily and exuded an aura of illicitness, which made Hermione even more suspicious of his identity.

You know, Merlin not only assisted King Arthur to ascend the throne and helped him establish the Camelot Dynasty, but also later organized the Merlin Sirens to mediate wizard disputes everywhere. He advocated the peaceful coexistence between wizards and Muggles, and promoted the establishment of the Wizards' Council (the predecessor of the Ministry of Magic), etc. Even the later Presbyterian Council (the predecessor of the Federation) was influenced by him.

Merlin - is a god in the magical world.

Muggles would say - God, that's what they were talking about.

The wizard will say - Merlin is on his lips.

Every letter - every wizard's letter, will have a blessing at the end - May Merlin bless you.

So - it's not that Hermione doesn't believe it, unless there really is a God.

If the Muggle God is real, then the wizard's Merlin must still be alive.

"But--it makes Brother Merlin very sad that you doubt me so much." Boss Mei walked over lightly.

"I even brought you a gift!" He blinked, with a faint smile on his face.

"Gift!" Hermione was not moved at all, but Nephil beside her was extremely excited. "It's a gift! Miss Granger, the gift from Archmage Merlin must be a very precious thing." Her little faces were slightly red due to the surge of blood, and her hands became helpless. The whole person is immersed in the petals on the sea.

Looking at Nefer's appearance, Hermione couldn't help but wonder if Merlin's faith had already encompassed Egypt?

Isn’t this the resurrection of Ramses II (the famous Egyptian pharaoh)? Isn’t it so exciting?

"Oh! It seems that this little girl has a kind heart." Merlin picked up his deadwood-like cane and gently knocked on Nefel's shoulder. "Now, you are a member of the Knights. Member!"

"Ahem - you just said you wanted to buy me a drink?" The Flower Magician suddenly changed his face to an earnest one, "Then what are you waiting for? Let's go!"

"Oh! Rowing all the way from Sicily is really tiring."

On the boat, Hermione and the Auror looked at each other.

No matter who the other party is, it's time for them to leave here.

The ambush guys will definitely come back again.

Although Hermione wasn't afraid, she didn't want to get into trouble.

Once in Cairo, under the nose of the Ministry of Magic, even dark wizards would not dare to act recklessly.

After making eye contact, the Auror took Hermione and Nefil. The little girl looked like a newly born flower, with a piece of white paper. A very friendly hand held the Archmage Merlin's arm, and then after a burst of apparation, .

The four arrived in Cairo.

With a bang, when the surrounding vision became bright again, Hermione found herself in a hotel full of a mixture of ancient Egyptian and Arabic styles.

The space here is large and bright, full of unique and exotic style. The ground is made of snow-white marble, the shiny bronze door, huge and simple stone carvings, brightly colored curtains and tapestries are hung on the walls, and precious decorations are placed everywhere. .

The gate was in the shape of a sphinx, and they entered. Then I saw several huge stone pillars engraved with hieroglyphs.

"Where is this?" Hermione asked, her brown eyes looking at the huge stone pillars in the hall that were carved with hieroglyphs.

Unlike the magical hotel she had stayed at with her parents in Cairo before, it was more like a converted Muggle hotel.

And here - the Egyptian style is even stronger here.

"Pharaoh's Inn." On the side, the man who called himself Merlin said, "After a certain Pharaoh's tomb in the Seventeenth Dynasty was robbed by dark wizards, the Ministry of Magic transformed it into a hotel. I have been here before -"

He pointed to the stone pillars and said, "I remember there were a few mummies there before. It was very interesting to chat with them. You can hear a lot of interesting things from three thousand years ago - even some of the pharaohs." A private matter, of course - if your relationship is good enough."

"Hmm - interesting." Hermione bit her lip and followed Merlin's fingers to look between the two stone pillars. She didn't think living in the mausoleum was interesting at all.

Not to mention having several living mummies placed in the hall.

"That - because several wizard travelers were injured, the Ministry of Magic moved them away." Nefel explained.

"Injured? How could it be hurt?" Hermione tilted her head and looked at her.

"It's nothing, I just had a quarrel with the mummy. You know, people three thousand years ago were very stubborn. If they couldn't argue, they would start fighting."

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Hermione closed her mouth - maybe in the eyes of Egyptians, mummies are like ghosts. Think about the ghosts in Hogwarts - think about them - and you will suddenly be able to understand this strange customs.

But - a mummy from three thousand years ago is really old. Hermione doesn't know if there are ghosts from three thousand years ago in Hogwarts. The oldest ghost she can know about is Nicholas de Mimsy of Gryffindor. —Lord Porpington, who celebrated his five-hundredth birthday a few years ago.

"What a pity -" After hearing Nefel's introduction, Archmage Merlin's face became more regretful, "I had a great time chatting with them."

"Oops - I originally thought that a mummy that has survived for three thousand years will continue to live forever. Things have changed and people have changed! It's true that things have changed."

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Hearing the sound——Miss Granger, stroking her forehead and walking quickly through the hall.

Several people found a seat in the restaurant on the east side of the hall and sat down.

It's said to be a restaurant, but it's really just a restaurant.

But it is different from the restaurant outside. First of all, there are partitions one by one. Only the side of the aisle has no wooden boards to block the view. Secondly, there are no windows on the wall next to them. In fact, most of the ancient buildings in Egypt have no windows. This It is a custom. Even if there is one, the windows will be designed to be very narrow.

The walls are painted with brightly colored murals, depicting some of the daily life and grand sacrificial scenes of the ancient pharaohs.

There are even them on their tables, with hieroglyphics filling the corners that have never been painted like embellishments.

The entire room was illuminated only by candlelight. It was not dark, but it was extremely dim, giving people the feeling of being in a mausoleum.

Naifel took care of everything and ordered a lot of dishes after sitting down.

Mr. Auror did not stay. He left angrily, ready to investigate who planned to ambush them.

As for Merlin.

After he handed Hermione another suitcase, he began to drink cup after cup of beer full of Egyptian flavor.

"Oh - people really live for these beautiful things!" After a few glasses of beer, Merlin turned red.

He picked up his knife and fork and began to duel with the food in front of him.

Every time he tastes a new dish, he will say with emotion, "Na na - Gao Wenqing, who only knows how to make mashed potatoes, should be buried in the soil and turned into potatoes."

Oh - poor Arthur. "

Naifel ordered a dozen Egyptian specialties in one go.

Although she kept introducing various delicacies to Miss Granger, because this place was really too 'underworld'. There was no atmosphere of eating at all. Hermione just took a few simple bites and couldn't swallow anymore, not even one bite.

Neffel couldn't eat that much, and besides, her attention was on Hermione.

The rest of the food naturally fell into Mr. Merlin's stomach.

Dozens of minutes later, Mr. Mei lay back on the seat, facing the questioning looks of the two girls - how can your stomach hold so much - and there was no heaving at all.

He showed a happy smile and patted his belly. "This is what it takes to be a king. You can't be a king without a good stomach."

"The king is able to eat food no matter how difficult it is to swallow."

"No one can insist on eating potatoes for more than ten years, except the king!"

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"Oh! By the way, after eating for a while, I remembered something." Master Mei suddenly stood up leisurely.

"Please order another one according to the menu just now, thank you!"

"." The two girls were stunned as they watched the man greet the boss in a friendly manner, and then sat down on his own.

"Ara ala - that portion just now is just for me to help Wang Qian taste the food to see if it is to your liking. The next portion is mine!"

Hey - what does it have to do with King Arthur!

Obviously you want to eat it!

Hermione complained heartlessly.

"Don't you look at the gift I brought you?" Suddenly, Archmage Mei stared at Hermione happily.

He glanced at the suitcase she placed at her feet and motioned for her to open it.

"For me?" Hermione expressed doubts. It was an unknown brown leather suitcase with a simple style, probably from the 1950s or 1960s.

In the Muggle world, this kind of thing can only be released when you go to those junk shops or when brands reproduce classic models.

So it's obvious that this is a suitcase that only a wizard would use.

Normally - opening a wizard's box rashly was a dangerous act, and that was also when she had doubts about the identity of the person in front of her.

However - here is Cairo, there are a lot of people, the Ministry of Magic is not far away, and you can even meet their employees while eating, so Hermione is not very worried.

Of course - what really makes her fearless is the little white cat sleeping in her fanny pack. As long as Shilok is here, there is nothing to fear.

After thinking for a moment, she picked up the suitcase and placed it on her legs.

Unlock the bolt and knock.

And then - and then she saw - saw a wooden staircase.

The chest was enchanted with a wireless stretching spell.

"Go in and take a look." Boss Mei motioned for her to put the box on the ground, then took the lead and was the first to walk under the stairs.

Hermione was a little panicked - the Infinite Stretch Curse was, after all, an illegal spell, and it was not allowed to be abused without authorization from the Ministry of Magic.

She only had two bags with the Infinite Extension Charm cast on her, but after knowing these items, Harry and the others walked into this box openly. If they were seen by the Ministry of Magic staff coming and going, they would definitely look for her. Troublesome.

In fact, some Ministry of Magic employees had seen it.

This kind of compartment is not secretive, and because Mr. Merlin was doing crazy cooking just now, many people's eyes were diverted.

Among them are many Ministry of Magic employees.

However - after those employees saw the other girl next to Hermione, they immediately kept quiet and no one came forward.

On the other side, Hermione had followed Merlin's footsteps to the box.

The wooden steps creaked, making people suspect that the next step might break.

The steps were dark, greasy, and moist. Only the middle part could still see the original brown color of the wood.

The air is filled with the salty smell of the sea, a strong smell that can only be found on the sea.

After walking dozens of steps, they finally came to the stone ground from the stairs.

"this--"

"It's really big!" This was the first time Hermione had seen the inside of such a huge infinite expansion spell.

Both her pocket and Owen's basic internal area were about the size of a house, but obviously not in front of them - it was endless as far as the eye could see.

The whole space is like a castle.

Layers down, stone fortresses isolate empty rooms.

These rooms are filled with all sorts of things - some are green meadows, some are deserts, some are sunny, some are dusk and midnight.

The magic of magic is evident in this small castle.

The three of them kept going down, and finally they came to a rooftop.

Ahead is a vast lake.

Mr. Merlin waved his stick like a dead tree with five colored ribbons on it, and in an instant, the lake was divided.

The stone pillars on both sides extend a stone step into the depths of the lake bottom.

Hermione saw some kind of creature in the lake from a distance.

As I got closer, I realized that those were beautiful women—no—siren sirens.

She saw the sea monsters jumping out of the water, and then the fish tails transformed into two legs, which was very charming.

There are about a dozen sirens here.

Each one of them is incredibly beautiful, like a perfect sculpture carved by the gods.

The skin is fair and delicate, like the purest snowflakes, without a trace of blemishes.

Her face is petite and delicate, making people want to kiss her. The eyes are bright and lively, revealing innocence and a hint of fear.

She has a graceful figure, a slender waist, long and straight legs, smooth and graceful lines, which makes her a little envious.

For a moment, she was fascinated by it.

Until Hermione suddenly realized that these sirens were not wearing clothes, they were naked

With a "boom", Miss Granger's cheeks immediately turned red.

His eyes quickly glanced away.

Then, she saw that strange man who called himself Merlin was looking at those innocent creatures with a smile with his purple eyes.

“Ara ala – what a beautiful creature!”

he commented.

"This reminds me of the fairies in the lake. They are also such beautiful women, but it's a pity that they never come into contact with humans, and Arthur has never seen the true face of fairies."

"If you don't have contact with humans, then you?" Hermione immediately caught the flaw in the man's words and immediately questioned.

"Well - I'm not a complete human being!" Archmage Merlin said with a smile.

"Isn't it considered human?"

Miss Granger was stunned, and then she remembered the legend about Merlin.

Legend has it that he is the child of Nightmare and a Welsh princess, so he has half of Nightmare's blood and will never die.

Could the legend be true?

But I have never heard of such creatures as nightmares in the magical world.

"What's going on with these sea monsters?" Nefil asked from the side. This was the first time she had seen so many sea monsters.

"Haha - Mr. Trask runs a hotel in Sicily called the Etna Tavern." Mr. May said.

"Oh! I know that tavern." Nefil said, "Almost all wizards who travel to the town of Etna will choose to stay there."

"Then you must not know that Mr. Trask also has other secret careers. Decades of living on the island have made him very familiar with the surrounding waters. I guess-when the whirlpool gradually expands, there will be a group of The Kraken escaped, and they were caught by Mr. Trask who was just waiting."

"What?" Nefil looked surprised. After these days of 'adventures' (making trouble) with Hermione, she naturally knew exactly what Merlin meant by 'career'.

Selling magical creatures - Judging from the other rooms in the castle, he sold more than one kind. It was very possible that he got those magical creatures in the Colosseum that she and Hermione met.

And from Master Mei's tone, it was obvious that Trask was a habitual criminal, a habitual criminal for decades, so he was extremely familiar with the surrounding sea areas and clearly knew the paths of the Kraken. That's why so many sea monsters were caught.

Nefel's eyes passed over the sirens.

Look at this little face - ahem - someone must be willing to pay a lot of gold.

Because - it's really beautiful.

She all wants a beautiful sister to warm the bed.

Eiffel, who suddenly had this idea, shook his head quickly.

Oops - no, no - I already have Bai Yueguang in my heart.

She glanced at Hermione cautiously, then immediately looked away from the others.

Merlin parted the sea and exposed the sand. The three of them stepped on the muddy sand and continued walking forward. They stopped until a rock wall appeared in front of them.

The rock wall in front of them was hollowed out by the Kraken. They picked up many plants from the seabed, as well as some furs or magic items from other creatures in other rooms to simply build a shack.

A very crude shack.

In the shack, four or five young, beautiful, and naked sirens gathered together around one person.

In an instant——Miss Granger's originally blushing cheeks turned livid.

A pair of small hands clenched together fiercely.

He showed an expression of wanting to eat someone.