The world of wizards is full of magical elements.

Merlin followed Mr. Arthur and Hermione, through the burning fireplace with a kind of green-glowing powder, and after ten seconds of bizarre flight, they came to the Weasleys' mansion.

"Ao"

Hermione, who was standing on the ground again, retching for a moment, and her shaking body was held by Merlin. While fiddling with her messy hair, the girl complained to Merlin with a pale face:

"After so many times, I still can't stand the Floor fans."

"yes."

Merlin's expression was also a little painful. He rubbed his forehead and said to Hermione:

“It’s like throwing you into the washing machine and spinning for a few hours, and that feels enough to spit out all your last night meal last year but seriously, it’s much better than using a door key.”

"Door key?"

Hermione turned her head and looked at Merlin, and she said in surprise:

"You made the door key privately? You were not in the Ministry of Magic. I forgot that you are not in the UK, and the Ministry of Magic cannot control you."

"It's better to do less of this kind of thing in the future."

Mr. Arthur walked out of the fireplace behind the two, shook the gray from his hat, warning Merlin and Hermione:

"There is also a Ministry of Magic in North America, and our North American colleagues have a more savage style of being caught by them, but it's not fun at all."

As he spoke, Mr. Arthur opened his arms to Merlin in the living room with some darkness and old furniture, and said loudly:

"Welcome to Weasley's Mansion, Merlin, treat it as your own home. Trust me, although it looks a little dilapidated, it is more comfortable than the houses of those pure-blooded wizards."

After saying that, Mr. Arthur looked at the wall clock again, his expression changed slightly, and said to Hermione and Merlin:

"I have to go out, kids, and I'll be back in the afternoon with my dear Molly. Little Hermione, you take Merlin to his room, well he might be able to live with Ron for the time being."

"By the way, introduce the members of the Weasley family to Merlin, and I'll leave first."

After saying that, Mr. Arthur picked up a small spoon full of powder from the table next to him, sprinkled it at the fireplace, and then he rushed into the fireplace and disappeared.

Judging from Mr. Arthur's slightly anxious tone and his expression, Merlin guessed that he might have been dealing with some important and secret matters.

"Come with me, Merlin."

Hermione didn't care about this. When the 15-year-old girl was still innocent, she took Merlin's hand and walked all the way through the narrow living room, walking on the crooked stairs.

Merlin noticed that there were many old photos hanging on the wall next to the stairs. Like the photos of the wizards, the figures in these photos could move. The characters in several dilapidated murals stopped their movements and looked at Merlin curiously.

To be honest, it doesn't feel good to be stared at by ghost-like figures.

They rushed to the sixth floor, and Hermione pushed open the door of the room on the top floor slightly roughly. Merlin stood outside the door and saw a small wooden sign at the door with the words "Ron's room".

The font was beautiful and seemed to move. Just as Merlin was observing the wooden sign, he heard a boy screaming in horror in the house.

"No! Hermione! You can't just rush into a man's room like that! That's not polite!"

"Shut up! Ron!"

Hermione's sharp voice rang in the room:

"A customer is here, get dressed!"

After a moment, Hermione poked her head out and said to Merlin:

"Come in, Merlin, you might be staying here tonight. Uh, your roommate is a little stupid, but please don't mind."

Merlin smiled, and he walked into the room with his handbag. A boy with messy red hair and freckles on his face was panicking.

It can be seen from his face that is 7 points similar to Mr. Arthur that this boy should be Mr. Arthur's son.

That is, one of Hermione's good friends, Ron.

Merlin hasn't forgotten that 3 years ago, in order to help Merlin, Hermione agreed to date this bad boy.

The style of this room is similar to that of the entire hut. It is very shabby, but it is quite warmly packed.

On the walls of the house and the slightly tilted roof, there were strange orange posters. They were a group of young people wearing wizard robes and riding on brooms, chasing something strange, looking like a moving red ball.

Merlin completely didn't understand why these people were chasing the ball on brooms, but this did not prevent him from guessing that this should be the "Quidditch" game that is very popular among the wizards.

But he was not interested in it at all.

Merlin also noticed that on Ron's bed there were sheets in the same style as the poster, with a golden lion and red shield logo printed on it, two black letters "c", and a flying cannonball.

There was also a fish tank next to the window of Ron's room, but this kid looked like he was not a person who liked animals. There were some frog eggs in the fish tank, and it seemed that he had not changed water for several days.

On the table, Bai was placed a pair of shabby cards that were constantly shuffling. In the cabinet next to the table, there were some things that Merlin couldn't understand but were obviously magical items.

To be honest, apart from the magic elements that cannot be ignored in this room, this sloppy style is no different from the room of an ordinary 15-year-old.

Hermione quickly helped her friend clean up the messy room. Obviously, she was unwilling to let her friend make a fool of herself in front of Merlin.

But Ron didn't care about this. He picked up a toothbrush and put it in his mouth. The toothbrush began to exercise by himself to help Ron brush his teeth. There was also a wrinkled face wash towel. Ron put it on his face and water poured out.

With the help of magic items, Ron completed the washing work within seconds.

He turned his head to look at Merlin, a hint of curiosity flashed in his blue eyes that were of the same line as Mr. Arthur, and he asked:

"You are Merlin? Merlin Riley?"

"Yes, I'm."

Merlin placed his suitcase beside the bed and reached out to Ron, saying:

"You should be Ron Hermione told me in the letter that you are one of her best friends."

"Oh, really?"

A trace of joy flashed across Ron's face. He held Merlin's hand with both hands and said to Merlin:

"Hermione never said this to me."

"Merlin!"

Hermione on the side screamed unhappily:

"You can't just say the content of the letter I wrote to you everywhere! Ron is not my good friend. He made me cry last semester! Hell, he hasn't apologized yet!"

"Um?"

Merlin's eyes narrowed, and he looked at Ron in front of him, and he said in a hypocritical manner:

"You made my lovely sister cry?"

I have to say that Merlin is still very intimidating when she is angry.

His lips were pursed, his eyes were sharp, and the cold gaze of the elite agent made Ron a little overwhelmed.

"Bang, bang"

And at this moment, in the attic above the two of them, they seemed to sense the cold breath of Merlin, and a strange sound rang out above.

Merlin suddenly raised his head, he looked at the wooden board above his head. In his spiritual vision, he could clearly sense that there was a cold and dark aura in the attic above his head.

That's a ghoul!

"Children, go out!"

Merlin pulled out a pistol full of sacred silver bullets from his waist. He opened the insurance and said to Hermione and Ron:

"There is a ghoul here, I'll fix it."

"No!"

Ron obviously knew what the cold weapon in Merlin's hand was. He hurriedly reached out and held down Merlin's raised pistol, and he said to Merlin:

"It's not dangerous at all, Merlin, actually, it's a pet at home. It's been in the attic since my dad was a kid."

"Um?"

Merlin looked at Ron and then looked at Hermione, who was also nervous, and said in confusion:

"You keep ghouls as pets? Do you know that these monsters can easily bite off an ordinary person's neck by raiding in the dark?"

"You're talking about wild ghouls, Merlin."

Hermione explained:

"The ghouls in the Burrow are domestically raised. They have always fed on moths and bugs. In the wizard's house, they dare not do anything to hurt others."

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Merlin looked at the two children's expressions that were not fake, and he looked at the top of his head again, and finally, he took the pistol back. He patted Ron on the shoulder, and he said:

"Don't care, I'm just joking with you just now. But seriously, I don't recommend that you continue to live under a ghoul. In New York, more than a dozen unlucky ghosts are eaten by ghouls in the ditches every year. It's my job to deal with these dark creatures."

"Are you an Auror?"

Ron was not angry, but instead, he looked at Merlin with a hint of curiosity in his eyes:

"Is it the Auror of the Ministry of Magic?"

"Uh, I'm not."

Merlin didn't know how to explain his work to this child who grew up in the wizarding world. He definitely didn't know what the agent meant. In the end, Hermione was keen and she said to Ron:
To be continued...