"You can't guess what we encountered last night. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Ron said excitedly.

"Is our little brother Ron finally starting to explore the beautiful Hogwarts?" George Fred, who was discussing something with Sivin, noticed his little brother Ron's excited expression and a kind of ostentatious look.

Ron puffed up his chest and said, "Last night, Harry and I went to deal with Malfoy's wizarding duel. Because I was so scared that Malfoy didn't come yesterday. ”

Harry's expression of "I don't recognize you" moved away a little, and Ron was a little excited.

"Oh, my stupid brother, how could you believe a Slytherin's request for a head-to-head wizard duel? I've lived for so many years that I haven't noticed a Slytherin that doesn't cast a spell before the countdown is over or behind your opponent's back. ”

"I can assure you that last night, that Slytherin Malfoy asked you to go to a duel, and it was a deliberate conspiracy, and maybe he had a full meal at night, and before he went back to his dorm room, he revealed your news to Filch, and waited for you to be punished today. ”

"Let me tell you, in that trophy showroom, which shimmered with a cold cold light, and was worn out full of ash and cobwebs, Filch's fierce cat appeared, and every time the skinny, rough-furred cat appeared, and every time it appeared, it didn't take a few breaths for Filch to appear like a rat like his cat. Then, even if your toes step out of the cordon and throw them away, there will be all kinds of reprimands and punishments. ”

"Alright...... After that, how did you have to be clever enough to lead us away from Madame Rose and Filch? Hermione rolled her eyes and walked over to Sivin, then pulled out a thick book of mythological stories.

"We came across this yesterday, Three-Headed Dog. ”

"Interesting, the Cerberus ethnicity? not even a low-blooded three-headed dog would be here. The three-headed dog, which guards the entrance to hell, is strictly forbidden to leave the entrance to Hades. Xiwen raised his hand and pulled little Lori to his side, pulled up a strand of long hair with his other hand, shrugged his nose and sniffed Little Lori's long hair, and let go of her hand before little Hermione, who looked confused.

"It's a very thin bloodline.,Basically, except for the three-headed dog's physical appearance.,A low-level three-headed dog who doesn't know anything like talent.。 That's why you can escape unharmed. I guess the school bought it from the Greek profiteers to guard something. ”

Xiwen looked disdainful, "Those Greeks are now left staring at the scum left by the gods of Olympus, getting some from time to time and then taking them out and selling them." What a waste of such an ancient civilization inheritance. ”

"I told you yesterday that the three-headed dog was standing on top of a trapdoor! That's why Dumbledore didn't allow us to go to the fourth floor. Hermione raised her proud little head, apparently worried about the minor dispute from last night's adventure.

"Protection-To be reasonable, I think Professor Dumbledore is more like keeping that dog on a leash and waiting for us lost little wizards to accidentally get in and become dog food. Ron shuddered when he remembered the scene last night with the three big mouths and six round eyes looking at each other.

Harry seemed more certain of the whereabouts of the small package that Hagrid had taken from the Gringotts warehouse at 713.

"Honestly, this thing is like a Muggle time travel novel, since ancient Greek mythology, the three-headed dog is basically a waste, everyone knows to go to the three-headed dog with a musical instrument, play a little music casually, and the three-headed dog falls asleep. ”

Wait--Hermione suddenly reacted to the biggest problem in Xiwen's words, and she asked with difficulty, "Well, the three-headed dog, is ancient Greek mythology true?

"Ancient myths have their roots, and although some are only legends of false gods left by some powerful sorcerers or warlocks, some deeds are indeed left by gods. ”

"Can you take me to see it?" said little Hermione, looking at Siwen with straight eyes.

Ahem, Xiwen seems to be thinking about how to answer this little Lori who is more curious than everything. Hermione pouted, "Okay, okay, I know I'm not old enough, and I'll xxx when you reach xx years old." ”

He took out a black-rimmed silk scarf with white stripes on a red background from his clothes, and Xiwen's eyes seemed to be full of confusion, as if he was not sure whether to give it to Hermione, but in the end he handed it to little Hermione. Hermione didn't take the scarf directly, although at first sight there seemed to be a voice screaming in her mind to take it and take it. But, obviously, this thing is very important to Western languages.

"Take her, and one day in the future, maybe you'll need her. Siwen suddenly showed that familiar gentle smile, which made Hemin feel reassured, and she received the silk scarf, and suddenly the golden light that had been inhaled in her during the Sorting Ceremony exploded, and then swirled softly around his arm, and finally injected the silk scarf.

Hermione felt as if the silk scarf in her hand had suddenly come to life.

"It seems that you and her attributes are very compatible. Hermione looked up when she heard this, but found that she didn't dare to make eye contact with Xiwen, and the light in those eyes that was passing quickly seemed to be a torrent of time going back. He looked at her, but Hermione felt he wasn't looking at her. A sense of strangeness hung between them, and even, a little frightened.

"I'm sorry. Hermione quickly got up, ran away from Sivin, who was staring at her, and ran out. Of course, before leaving, he did not forget to receive the silk scarf under his robe.

"Hey, buddy, man, calm down, man! Fred, help!" Feeling the huge magic fluctuations that began to overflow from Siwen's body, George was shocked, this was when he was studying alchemy, Xiwen had experienced magic fluctuations before.

Xiwenchang, who was thrown to the ground, took a breath, "Thank you, I'm fine." It's just that when a twisted person has lived for a long time, it's easy to go to extremes. I remember sending the photos of the fireworks to the Daily Prophet, and maybe the order was answered by the latter in the past two days. ”

The two brothers shrugged their shoulders and quietly followed behind Xiwen. Let's go to their Magic Item Research Center.

Harry and Ron looked confused, they didn't understand what was going on, Siwen gave Hermione a silk scarf, and Hermione ran away?Why? Wasn't that scarf to Hermione's taste, but she took it anyway. What a strange and troublesome thing.