readx;?“ What do you know about secret rooms? Hermione asked Owen as she spooned what was boiling in the cauldron in the bathroom. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"That's all there is, I heard from my friend, I said you are so bold, if you are discovered, you will be persuaded to quit." Owen replied to Hermione's words as he looked at the snake stripes on the water dragon.

What Hermione is cooking now is twelve lacewings, which will be boiled for twenty-one days, and with other ingredients, it will be used to make a polyjuice potion, and as long as a part of someone is added, she can become that person, and she is going to use this thing to become a person from Slytherin House, and infiltrate their dorm room to find out the news.

"As long as you don't get discovered, you're not going to say anything, are you?" Hermione stirred the lacewings and smiled as she looked at Owen who was watching the faucet.

"Of course not, I'm just amazed at your audacity, I have the impression that you have always been a good student." Owen raised his eyebrows, looked away from the serpentine gaze on the faucet, and began to figure out who the guest would be.

"I will definitely abide by the school rules, but now that the danger is in front of me, I have to say something else." Hermione couldn't help but blush a little when she listened to Owen's words, although she was a good student, she had to be in a hurry!

"Okay!" Owen looked at the little girl who was dressed in the skin of a good student and restless inside, and couldn't help but shrug his shoulders, Gryffindor had an inexplicable sense of mission.

"Would you like to help too?" Hermione looked at Owen who shrugged his shoulders and couldn't help but want to pull him into the water.

"No, I can't stand the taste of the polyjuice decoction." Owen hurriedly waved his hand, boiled the worms for twenty-one days, and then added leeches and other things, he really couldn't eat.

"Then forget it." Hermione looked at Owen and could only shrug her shoulders helplessly, and then concentrate on concocting the potion.

Looking at Hermione, who was concentrating on concocting potions, Owen stood aside, silently calculating in his heart, the so-called fate is the response, the time when this guy is about to come is exactly in line with the plot of the secret room, this is not a coincidence, but a kind of foreshadowing, his arrival must be related to the secret room, so where will he come from, who is he, in what capacity, and how to get here.

All kinds of questions floated from Owen's mind, and then quickly evolved into data and began to calculate, but the results of the calculations were always changing, and could only be vaguely introduced, that guy was a person who was related to all wizards.

"Connected to all wizards." Owen opened his mouth, who should be related to all wizards?

"What are you talking about?" Hermione listened to Owen's muttering and looked up at him, she seemed to hear something related to all wizards.

"Hermione, you know something that is related to all the wizards, well, to connect all the wizards, of course, what wizards have in common, a common ancestor or something, it's okay." Owen threw the problem out and looked for a jack-of-all-trades to solve it, and everyone's opinion was worth referring to.

"What do you mean?" Hermione didn't quite understand.

"It's just to find common ground among wizards, and I want to do an investigation." Owen blinked.

"Oh, what wizards have in common! I wonder if they all play Quidditch? Hermione tilted her head and thought for a moment, suggesting a common denominator.

"Not so good." Owen shook his head with a flat mouth, walked unconsciously under his feet, and began to calculate again in his heart, and a little bit of eyebrows, it was a word, the daughter of the falcon.

"Falcon, Hermione, do you know what connection Falco has to do with wizards?" Owen is a little confused, falcon, this is a bird, but what does it have to do with wizards?

"Falcon?" Hermione couldn't help frowning as she listened to Owen's words, her face was a little puzzled, Falco was the translator of American English 'Falcon'.

"Uh, it's Merlin, Merlin." Owen came back to his senses, looked at Hermione who was puzzled, and quickly corrected the translation, so he was a little surprised, Merlin's daughter, what are you kidding.

"Merlin, what's wrong?" Hermione was a little confused about Owen's incomprehension.

"Hermione, have you ever heard that Merlin has a daughter?" The corners of Owen's mouth twitched a little, and a conjecture surged in his heart.

"Nope! The history of magic doesn't record this, I just remember that he graduated from Slytherin House, ah! By the way, he also instructed King Arthur, made some prophecies, and more! By the way, he became the mantra of all wizards, and the wizarding world had the Order of Merlin, and awarded the Order of Merlin to outstanding wizards. Hermione listened to Owen's words, frowned, and thought about what she was looking at.

"Sure enough, it's related to all wizards." Owen twitched the corners of his mouth, he did hear that many wizards put 'Merlin's beard' on their lips, but what was going on with his daughter, did he miscalculate.

"By the way, Owen, Merlin is the same celebrity in the wizarding world as ours." Hermione looked at the murmuring Owen, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

"In fact, we belong to the wizarding world now, and Merlin should not exist in the history of the ordinary world." Owen pouted and shook his head, Merlin was in the Muggle world, belonging to the wild history of legends, and his name was not in the official history.

"No, it won't! He's famous. Hermione's eyes widened as she listened to Owen's words, she had just found the intersection of the two worlds.

"With the caution of wizards, no wizard will be allowed to truly leave his name in history, and if there is, I am afraid that he will also be a dead man." Owen showed no mercy, wizards were a group of timid creatures, and Muggles were the same.

"It seems that the two worlds are separated by a huge wall, and people on both sides avoid each other." Hermione nodded her head.

"It's not to hide from each other, but to pretend not to see." Owen pursed the corners of his mouth, is this hiding? Living in the same world, how can a wall be able to dissolve, but the two groups of people pretend not to see each other.

"Alas!" Hermione couldn't help but sigh as she listened to Owen's words.

"Sigh what?" Owen turned his head to look at the sighing little girl.

"I don't know, I'm a Muggle wizard and I'm wondering what I'm going to do in the future." Hermione's gaze darkened.

"Future?" Owen blinked, girl, are you thinking too far.

"Yes! You know, there are rules in the wizarding world that if I am with Muggles in the future, I will not be allowed to use magic, and in the same way, if I am with wizards, I will be separated from my parents, even if I will not be separated, there will be a lot of inconvenience. Hermione nodded, a little uncomfortable, she didn't want to give up magic, and at the same time she didn't want to give up her family.

"That's what you say." Owen listened to Hermione's words, and couldn't help but suddenly realize that this was the original question.

"What do you think I'm talking about?" Hermione tossed the crucible, poured a certain amount of water, and let it boil, speaking to Owen. (To be continued.) )