"Hermione, you're going to Paris for a speech!" When Hermione was able to pull out "A Brief History of Time" suddenly, Melda immediately thought that she should go to Paris to attend the colloquium.

"Humph!" The little witch snorted.

She was angry at the sight of this, and the only letter Melda sent her all summer was to arrange for herself to attend the seminar.

He clearly remembered to write a letter to arrange this, but he didn't remember to reply to himself?

"Go." The little witch replied coldly.

After leaving the United States, Hermione did not return directly to the United Kingdom, because her parents were still traveling in France!

It was also when she was on her way to France to pick up her parents that she happened to receive the letter forwarded from Russia.

With the idea of coming all the time, and the symposium at the University of Paris was held in those days, she also went.

But I don't know if I don't listen to it, and after listening to it, I suddenly feel a strong sense of absurdity.

After nearly four hours of bombardment of unheard terms about quantum physics, parallel universes, black hole radiation, etc.

Hermione couldn't figure out if she was outdated, or maybe magic?

At the meeting, she saw a little boy about the same size as herself, and chatted enthusiastically with the group of scientists who knew at a glance that they were powerful in some way.

The University of Paris even financed the boy to build a small nuclear reactor on his own.

After the meeting ended, a strong sense of impatience rose in Hermione's heart for no apparent reason.

And as time went on, this impatience became more and more vigorous.

"How? How it feels! ”

"Feelings? Didn't you already guess it all? Otherwise you wouldn't have let me go to that seminar. ”

Hermione said angrily with her cheeks puffed.

Melda, he had already guessed what he would hear.

I'm still talking cool things there.

"Do you feel that you are very impatient in your heart, and there is an inexplicable sense of absurdity? Particular concerns about the future of the wizarding world? ”

Melda's words broke the little witch's heart at this time.

"Relieved. What they say is impossible to achieve in at least two or three hundred years. ”

"And what about two or three hundred years from now?"

"Uh—" Melda almost choked. In fact, judging from the current pace of development in the wizarding world, it is only a matter of time before they are caught up by Muggles.

Two or three hundred years later, it's really hard to say.

"So we're going to change. Let's start now. Melda looked around the round table and said firmly.

"First things first."

"It's that we're going to change the name. The legendary King Arthurian Heroic Knights or something, it's really too middle two! ”

"Change your name? So what did it change? When it came to changing the name of the organization, Hermione was immediately interested.

She's been unhappy with the name for a long time. Knights or something, it's too naïve.

"How's the Demon Dao Scholar!"

"Sleepy: Magician

Second Jue: Eccentric

Three Senses: Scholar of the Divine Origin and the Demon Dao. ”

"What?"

"Ahem! I mean, we should be like the Merlin Medal, with a hierarchy or something. Level 1, Level 2, Level 3. After passing some of the exams here, you can get a higher title! Melda stammered, but he hadn't figured it out yet.

"No, you're dividing our team. You're creating class. Hermione reacted immediately. She glanced at Melda warily, a look of warning in her eyes.

"And what are we called?"

Speaking of which, everyone is not an eleven-year-old anymore, and last year's events have proven that they will definitely be the backbone of Gryffindor.

Their organizational name is naturally upscale atmospheric.

You can't be petty.

"Clubs, clubs, associations, etc., it sounds very high-end!" Seamus chimed in.

"The Magic Society?" Neville whispered.

"It's too general!" Parvati Patil complained.

It's a bit general, and Melda nodded slightly. Parvati was right, this was a girl from India who was roommates with Hermione.

"Maybe we shouldn't pick up our own names, we should find some lost names from history, so that they not only sound cool, but also have a lot of depth." This was Hermione's sudden thoughtful suggestion.

"Agreed!" Harry, who was sitting on Hermione's left, raised his hand in agreement.

"Agreed!" Immediately afterwards, Seamus, Neville, Thomas, Eloise Meadgan, Parvati Pettier, Lavender Brown, and Padma Pettier all raised their hands in agreement.

For a moment, there was really a bit of a knight of the round table on this round table.

"Ron!" Harry turned his head and nudged Ron.

This guy is still sulking.

"You've all agreed, what else can I do?"

Melda had a mysterious smile on her face, and then she also held out her hand.

A mysterious organization? Ancient vanishing names?

Not to mention, he really has one.

Melda casually threw a piece of iron out of his pocket, he had been making something important lately, and he was most out of steel now.

Pieces of iron flew slowly through the air in a wonderful parabola.

It was then struck by Melda's spell, and its surface began to twist violently. After a while, a huge badge appeared in front of everyone.

It was a very beautiful metal badge, with an intricate pattern carved on it, and a tower carved in the middle, and a book-like pattern on the top of the tower, which was buckled upside down directly above the tower in the opposite direction.

The whole badge resembles the shape of a rose, and the petals have extremely ancient words on them.

"Tower of Dawn!" Melda explained slowly.

"The secret services inherited from my ancestors, Mr. Accra, disappeared centuries ago. Just what we expected. ”

Melda smiled as she continued, "It's an extremely large and powerful secret organization, I don't know how it works, but I guess it's something like the Wizards' Federation. ”

"What do those magic patterns mean?" Hermione was keenly aware of the ancient words carved into the petals of the badge.

"Magic shines in the heart!"

Pointing to the ancient texts, Melda explained: "In addition to the magic patterns on the petals, the five flowers also have different magic patterns around them, and look, the one on the far right, that is the resolute meaning, it can ensure the stability of the coat of arms."

The top one is the meaning of enlightenment. It has a wide variety of functions, such as: positioning, calling, etc.

The bottom one, which stands for witchcraft, can store a simple magic spell that can be activated by touching it. For example, the Iron Armor Charm and the like. ”

Melda really came with her mouth open. Actually, those magic patterns are not those meanings at all.

This is because these are ancient scripts from the world of Eden, and it is difficult to find a corresponding language to describe them in this world.

Moreover, the magic pattern is originally a magic word, and there is almost no fixed meaning, which is the same as a herb, which is indeed a cure for this disease in some ways, but it also has other effects.

Magic patterns can be much more complex than herbs, and there may be dozens of meanings expressed by a single magic pattern, and those magic pattern masters who have spent their lives dare not guarantee the fixed meaning of those magic patterns.

"So amazing?" Harry stared in amazement at the huge badge floating above the round table.

"Alright, please raise your hand if you agree to use the Tower of Dawn." The eldest sister, Hermione, was the first to raise her hand and said, and then an arm was raised next to her, which was Melda.

Then the second hand, then the third, and finally everyone agreed to use the name.

"Okay, then our first meeting with the T.O.D. will be a complete success."

Tower of Dawn, abbreviated as T.O.D.

In this way, a magical organization that will affect the world in the future was hastily established in this group of children.

Perhaps they don't know it at this moment, but in the dark, the fate of the wizarding world has been entrusted to their own hands.

A whole new magical future is about to be born.