"Who else could it be? Who has the ability to do this! Owen shook his head and glanced disdainfully at someone beside him.

"It's—it's cute." Hermione looked Owen up and down, and then her face suddenly turned unnatural.

In a strange tone, he said, "I never found out that you are so. Beautiful! ”

"No wonder."

"What's the wonder?" Owen asked with a grimace.

"No wonder so many boys write you love letters."

“？？？” Owen looked at Hermione, "Huh?" ”

There were bastards who did write to him, but how did Hermione know? Mom yes - wouldn't there be an idiot who gave her the letter and asked her to collect it on her behalf?

"You don't know," Hermione stared at Owen slyly, "as far as I know, Harry and Justin, especially the two of them, don't give advice to those - ahem- those men who have ideas, and Justin has even compiled a booklet to record your daily movements and some of your favorite things, and one sells for two silver sicos!" ”

"Huh?"

"I don't know!" Hermione triumphantly continued, "In the last month of the semester, he and Harry had been asking me how to enforce secrecy on paper so that the paper on which the words were written could not be copied, and the person who signed it could not reveal the information.

At first, I didn't know what they were going to do, but I told them about a curse that disfigured the wizard who betrayed the information by growing a tightly packed string of purple pustules on his face, and those pustules spelled out the word "informer." ”

"Later, I was afraid that they would abuse this spell, so I inquired a little, and then I found out about it."

“？？？” Owen was a little confused, "And then?" Do you know that after that, there was no block? ”

"Why stop it?" Hermione asked rhetorically. The corners of her mouth quickly rose, "For every copy sold in the future, Justin will give me a silver sico." I'll take half of it! ”

"Granger !!" Annoyed, Owen glared at Hermione angrily, and this seemed to satisfy some kind of resentment of the little witch, and she grinned very contentedly, driving away a lot of her worries for a long time.

"Alaala, I didn't expect you to be so popular at school." Merlin, who was smiling evilly, was fanning the flames.

And this made Owen live directly in Bengbu.

Welcome, welcome uncle!

He took a deep breath and suppressed the resentment in his heart a little, then raised his head and said with a smirk, "What about the little witch who just confessed to you, Miss Granger?" Why didn't you see her? ”

"I" it was Hermione's turn this time, and she was embarrassed to get out of here.

She pursed her lips to explain something.

But the moment she opened her mouth, she guessed that the guy in front of her must know her innocence, and the reason why he asked this was just to see her joke, so no matter how he explained it, he would definitely hit himself from somewhere else.

After a pause, Hermione blushed slightly and said bluntly, "I don't know where she went." ”

"Don't know?" Owen, the corners of his mouth raised, "Still don't want to know." ”

"You have to take care of it." Hermione scolded him, "I'm tired, now I'm going to go to lunch and then go back to my room for a nap." ”

With that, she suddenly reached out and dragged Owen, who had only reached her waist, towards the hotel.

"Oops—I've eaten. What are you pulling me for? Owen jokingly said, "Do you want to take a nap together?" Okay, good! That- let's go! ”

In the dining room, Merlin's guy also sat down.

Then I ordered the menu that I had just eaten once.

Owen guessed that his current body should be some kind of energy body that could directly decompose matter, so no matter how much he ate, there was no problem.

Whether this guy can taste it or not is still a question.

Now he is eating seastuffs vigorously, not to mention wasting food, and costing money.

The most important thing is that I don't know why the service staff of this hotel are so attentive to this guy, and they will come over from time to time to ask for warmth.

The food is also delivered in a variety of ways.

This made Owen stop a witch serving food in confusion.

And the other party's answer almost didn't make Owen jump over and bite the pink-haired one to death.

"This gentleman has just deposited twenty thousand gold galleons in our hotel." The waitress said with a light in her brown eyes.

Her smile was bright and warm, just like the weather in Egypt.

The clothes she wore were also quite bold, like an exotic dancer, except for the ultra-short fabric wrapped in important parts, and only a light purple scarf was draped all over her body.

Her shoulders are exposed, revealing healthy skin and an elegant neck line.

Wheat-colored legs exposed to the air, slender and full of muscular beauty, not skinny or fat, from thighs to toes, all parts are just right, at first glance, it is the result of regular exercise.

Her feet were covered with black nail polish, and a pair of openwork brown high heels made her figure even taller and more graceful.

In short, the appearance of this waitress immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the restaurant. Her beauty, passion, and bold outfit make it impossible to look away. However, her admiring gaze was only on Merlin, who was eating Hesse.

"Your uncle, that's all my money! My money!!! Owen's head was empty, and then he jumped up from his seat, his hands outstretched, and he looked like he was about to strangle him.

"Oh - money - only in circulation can the value be reflected, this is the knowledge of governing the country." Merlin reached out and flicked Owen's forehead, and then he was lifted back into his seat as if he was being lifted by the air.

"What a stingy guy." Looking at Owen, who made people grin, Merlin said angrily.

Stockpiling money like a hamster.

This suddenly reminded him of the past, in those lively days, there was also a knight who loved money, and often stopped him and Arthur from spending lavishly, but it was a steady middle-aged wizard, but not as 'cute' as the little guy in front of him.

Seeing that his money is probably not coming back.

Owen's lungs were blown up, and he didn't have any thoughts about eating.

They sat there sulking until Hermione held back a smile and when they had finished their lunch, they left the dining room.

Miss Granger really wouldn't sleep with him. An hour of the afternoon was spent in peace.

In the afternoon, the sun gradually slanted to the west was not as hot as at noon.

Owen and Hermione are out the door.

Perhaps out of guilt, Editor Mei was very kind enough to let him go back to fifteen years old.

Of course Owen won't be grateful to him for this, he doesn't have Stockholm, isn't that guy supposed to make himself smaller and turn back again? It would be nice not to call him moral compensation.

On the slightly cooler street, the two held hands and walked all the way from the East Market to the West Market.

Halfway through, we also visited the Pyramid of Khufu.

Hermione then took him to Arish's Palm Tree Beach, which had become famous in one day for the sea of Merlin's flowers.

The scope was so large that even the Muggle world was alarmed.

The coast is full of people.

A variety of boats sail on the sea of flowers, and a romantic atmosphere fills the entire coast.

It's a great place indeed, with sunsets, sea water, and flowers.

The sun slowly sank below the horizon, and the sky was dyed an intoxicating orange-red. On the sea, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled over the sparkling sea, as if countless golden gems were glittering. The fluttering petals swaying and dancing with the gentle sea breeze are like elves.

The waves gently lap against the reef on the shore with a pleasant sound that echoes the gentle dance of the petals.

People stand by the sea and are fascinated by the beauty. They quietly enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the sunset and the petals of the flowers, and their hearts seemed to be purified. At this moment, all the hustle and bustle is gone, and only this peaceful and beautiful scene remains.

This kind of time and place is favorable, and it is naturally a good time for the two to enhance their relationship.

But - just as Owen was about to pay to board a Muggle boat and prepare to go to sea, he was attacked.

Miss Granger was attacked, to be precise.

The visitor was dressed in a white robe, and his face could not be seen clearly.

However, the combat quality is still good, and after being blocked by Owen with one blow, the second spell was launched almost immediately.

Unfortunately, Miss Granger moved faster, and instantly cast a petrification spell without a wand, knocking it down.

The surrounding Muggles immediately erupted into a commotion, but in the face of Owen's powerful Oblivion Charm, there was nothing they could not suppress.

Everyone looked at each other, and a white light flashed, and this brief memory did not belong to them.

As for what just happened?

One of the hapless eggs was knocked unconscious by a petrel.

That's it.

"Sure enough." After pulling off the attacker's hood and seeing the man's face, Owen understood that this was the group of dark wizards Hermione had provoked before.

"It's annoying." He wanted to kill the petrified guy directly, but. Cutting the grass to the roots, Owen decided to find out who was behind the scenes, what was the matter of being attacked every day.

With that in mind, he cast several more confinement spells on the guy, and then threw him into his package, an extra suitcase out of thin air.

It is also not known who put it in it.

"It suddenly occurred to me that at noon, I met Ron's brother, Bill, and he warned me not to leave Cairo, or someone would come looking for trouble." Owen rubbed his chin and frowned slightly, "It's weird, we just left with our front foot, and someone attacked us with our back foot, how do you feel like someone is following us?" ”

Hearing Owen say this, Hermione also recalled some things, and then she carefully told Owen about the attack on this sea.

"We had just arrived here when a group of dark wizards found us, and it was a coincidence that we came across the Aurors' shift change." Hermione pondered for a moment, "It's all too much of a coincidence. ”

"If it's such a coincidence, it's not a coincidence." Owen was silent for a while, and then said: "It seems that the most likely thing is that the Egyptian Ministry of Magic is not clean, unless the 'little witch' who admires you wants your life, there is only one possibility left for the Ministry of Magic to have a mole." ”

"Is this possible? It's crazy, how could the Ministry of Magic collude with a dark wizard? They," Hermione said, shocked.

"When our Tom was calling for the rain, the British Ministry of Magic had a basket of employees who hooked up with the Death Eaters." Owen said disdainfully, "Besides, the Ministry of Magic is not monolithic, and there are people who do crazy things for power and profit. We need to be vigilant and at the same time investigate this matter thoroughly. ”

Hermione took a deep breath and tried to calm herself, "You're right, Owen. We can't take this lightly, and we can't blindly trust the Ministry of Magic. So what should we do now? ”

"Let's go back to Cairo first, the Ministry of Magic will always have a face, and it will never carry out an attack under your nose." Owen thought for a moment and then said, "I just don't understand, why did they attack you?" ”

“？” Hermione was stunned.

"Isn't it because I destroyed many of the Dark Wizard's strongholds?"

"Miss Granger." Owen smiled, then reached out and rubbed Hermione's fluffy hair, hum - revenge returned.

"Dark wizards are like weeds, you destroy a stronghold, and they can build another one in no time, and for them who don't have to declare an infinite stretch spell to magic, it's just a matter of waving their hands.

Unless they are pure lunatics like the Death Eaters, most Dark Wizards will immediately evacuate and hide away from the limelight after being attacked.

Even if they want to get revenge on you, they will use poisoning, curses, bewitchment, etc., have you ever seen a dark wizard other than the Death Eaters come out of the sky to duel with a wizard?

Not all wizards are Gryffindors, my dear Granger. ”

“.” Hermione choked a little at Owen's words, but after a moment of silence, she straightened her neck, "Gryffindor doesn't attack other wizards in front of Muggles. ”

"Yes!" Owen raised an eyebrow, "So what." There must be a deeper reason why they can do this. ”

"I'm afraid that even the matter of letting you come to Egypt to receive the award was arranged in advance, and someone wanted to get you from the beginning?" Suddenly, he had a bolder idea, "Knock - it's that bastard, grab the girl with me." ”

“.” Hermione gave Owen a blank look, this speculation was too unfounded. She was able to come to Egypt entirely because-Owen, if it weren't for him, he would never have come, how could the other party have counted this.

However, Owen's speculation did make her a little worried, and then Hermione was glad to say, "It's good that my mom and dad left Egypt a week ago and went back to London." ”

There was such a street attack today, and it was hard to guarantee that the frenzied guys would not do anything to her parents.

"That's just no worries." Owen said, then breathed a sigh of relief.

But he was relieved only because in the eyes of Hermione's parents, his image was infinitely close to that of the street ruffians

This is what happens

Although he was thick-skinned and didn't care, Hermione would definitely be embarrassed.

Less of the hassle you might encounter. That's a good thing.

After continuing to wander around the beach for a few minutes.

Owen brought Shylock out of his fanny pack.

"It seems that there is something wrong with the Egyptian Ministry of Magic." As he spoke, he asked the kitten to take them back to the inn.

"What's wrong?"

After a whirlwind, the two reappeared in his room in the morning.

"If in England, in London, you see wizards using magic in front of Muggles, what will happen next?" Owen sat on the edge of the bed with Hermione, and with a wave of his fingers, the teacup on the table automatically overflowed with clear tea and fell into the hands of the two of them.

"Hmm- the employees of the Department of Memory Write-off, as well as the Magical Law Enforcement Team of the Division of Magical Law Enforcement, will be on the scene immediately," Hermione said, borrowing the teacup, and immediately understood what Owen meant.

That's right!

Five minutes had passed between the time he had been attacked and when he had left the beach, and no one from the Ministry of Magic had appeared.

Especially when there were already a lot of people from the Ministry of Magic around that area.

After all, that sea was made by Merlin, and it belonged to a magical creation, and of course the Ministry of Magic had to send someone to guard and observe, and if something unexpected happened, they would deal with it as soon as possible.

"I gave them five minutes." Owen smiled cruelly, "Someone from a distance can really see it, but they never come forward." Tsk - it seems that this Egyptian Ministry of Magic is very deep! ”

"Then we," Hermione said hesitantly and worriedly. At first, she thought that there were one or two moths in the Ministry of Magic, but now, it may be that the entire Ministry of Magic is going to be against her.

That they .

Hermione, though, had a lot of complaints about the British Ministry of Magic, but now she wanted to go back to London at once.

The young wizards were almost penniless to the British Ministry of Magic, especially Harry, Ron, George and Fred, who looked down on the Ministry of Magic the most, believing that without Dumbledore, England would have been overrun by Voldemort.

Although they are not wrong to think so.

But—when she left England, she found that the Ministry of Magic outside was even darker.

Now it seems that the British Ministry of Magic is worthy of being a founding member of the International Federation of Wizards, and as the world's top magical force, it is still very reliable and strong.

"Let's go back to London." She said.

"No-" Owen took a sip of the tea in his hand, "dare to do something to us, even if it's the International Confederation of Wizards, I can take the saints to overturn it, what about the little Egyptian Ministry of Magic?" Still turned the sky upside down? We're here to see what else they can do. ”

"Besides," Owen's lips raised, "have you forgotten our archmage Merlin?" With him, ten Tom seniors are not enough to watch. ”

"Oh, yes." After being reminded by Owen, Hermione remembered that the most legendary wizard in the world was by their side, and it was not an exaggeration to call them gods more than Dumbledore, a super wizard who had lived for more than a thousand years.

In Europe, the Merlin faith was widespread.

In the wizarding world, he has been portrayed as an all-powerful deity.

He is the founder of the magical order of the entire world.

With such a great god here, there is really no need to worry about it.

At the thought of this, Hermione relaxed.

And this relaxation, the accumulated fatigue of the afternoon hours of playing burst out in an instant.

Although she said that she had a nap at noon, she was just lying on the bed and thinking about it and didn't sleep for long at all, probably only ten minutes.

In addition, I had been worried about Owen's condition for the past few days, and I didn't sleep well.

Tiredness hit her, and her eyelids were a little heavy.

"Okay." Hermione stood up abruptly and looked at Owen with burning eyes, "Then we'll fight them!" She said flamboyantly.

"Until then—that—get things out."

"Something? What is it? Owen asked, puzzled.

"Of course it's clothes, all my things are in that fanny pack of yours, and I forgot to take them out at noon and gave them to you." Hermione said. "Now, I'm going to take a shower and go to sleep."

“？” Before Owen could react, Hermione's waist bag was snatched away with a red face.

"Do you want to sleep with me?" He looked at the girl in front of him and asked playfully.

"That's right." Unexpectedly, Hermione actually agreed without the slightest hesitation. Although his face was red, "It's too dangerous for me to be alone in one room, and I'll sleep here every day in the future, you. You deform a bed anyway, the living room is quite big, and you are not allowed to climb over at night. ”

Holding her fanny pack, she slammed into the bathroom and slammed the door shut.

When there is only her in the surrounding space, the sound of the 'thumping' heart is particularly obvious.

She leaned against the doorway, breathing a sigh of relief, her pretty face blushing.

On the other side, Owen sat on the edge of the bed, stunned for a while, until he heard the sound of undressing and the splash of water afterwards, and he realized that Miss Granger was going to sleep with him tonight.

The water splashed, and he was particularly itchy when he heard it, and if he broke in now, he would definitely see a lot of beautiful things.

Wait—it seems like Nick Lemay gave him a real speculum—to see through his clothes.

It seemed like the first time I used it, but because I saw Justin's little friend, he was scared and never used it again. He has always carried it with him since then, where is it now?

Well-it should be in a fanny pack.

Damn-buddy actually forgot about this artifact, forgot to death.

Sure enough, I'm a righteous gentleman!

It's a pity - I won't be able to use this thing myself in the future, and if I can get started directly, who will just look at it!

Lying on the bed, Owen was thinking wildly.

As for Hermione making him transform into another bed - just kidding, no!

Either sleep in one bed or sleep in one bed. There is no third option.

In this case, if the bed is divided, then he will really become a fool!

————

Outside the window, the afterglow of the setting sun faded and the room became dark.

Owen turned on the bedside lamp and continued to lie on the bed listening to the sound of the water, imagining Miss Granger naked.

Two months later, Hermione had recovered a little, and of course she was still on the thin side, but not as skinny as she had been.

Therefore, the picture in the fantasy should be fuller.

Eun - It's more symmetrical here.

It's more curvature over there.

Just when Owen was immersed in the fantasy of pinching his face and body, there was a sudden knock on the damn door.

"Bang bang!"

"Who! It's okay to climb for me! Owen yelled viciously.

At the same time, the sound of running water in the bathroom immediately stopped.

"Of course, your dearest big brother Merlin!" The voice of a certain yokai sounded outside the door.

(End of chapter)