August 17, 1998.

Merlin, wearing a gray rest suit, appeared again at Heathrow Airport in London.

Everything he had at hand seemed to have come to an end, so Fury gave him time for vacation and Merlin came to Europe again. He planned to take a long trip to comfort his fatigue in recent years.

But he didn't come alone.

Wearing jeans, T-shirt, backpack, short hair, Eric, with a happy face, dragged the trolley case and followed Merlin.

This is the first time this 17-year-old young man has come to Europe. He has a camera around his neck and is dressed in a very backpacker.

“Hilt Record Store.”

Merlin waved his hand to stop a taxi and told the driver an address. As the vehicle started, Merlin leaned in the back seat and said to Eric, who was looking out the window:

"I said, you will graduate from high school next year. Which school do you want to go to?"

"Do you still need to choose this? Of course it's mit!"

Eric said to his guardian without looking back:

"I'm very planning for my life, Merlin."

"Yeah?"

Merlin curled his lips without comment, and he said softly:

"Who left the ticket in the room this morning?"

"That was just an accident!"

Eric said in a little embarrassed manner:

"I'm a little excited for the first time in Europe. Oh, by the way, Merlin, Ron wants to invite me to his house. He said his house had just been rebuilt and he owned a big house. He said he had a lot of rooms in his new house and I can live with him this summer."

"sure."

Merlin took out her cell phone and looked at the documents in the mailbox while casually saying:

"Your holidays are your own decision. But don't forget what I told you. After the new semester starts, a new girl who transfers to Imperial High School needs your care. She will live in Mei's house. I definitely don't care about her daily chores, so she will leave it to you."

"Is that beautiful girl Charlie?"

Eric's eyes lit up. He remembered the scene when he had dinner with the beautiful and generous Miss Charlie a few days ago. He immediately hummed with confidence:

"Then it's covered with me!"

"Um?"

Merlin glared at Eric, and he instinctively felt that the guy was thinking about something rude.

But that was a matter between young people. Now the serious Colson had a ridiculous past in adolescence, so as long as there was no life, let them go.

"I said, Merlin, you're on vacation!"

More than ten minutes later, Eric, with a bored face, turned his head and looked at Merlin constantly sending and receiving text messages, and he complained:

"Don't be busy with work. You just saved the world, at least give yourself a vacation."

"Well"

Merlin looked at the phone in his hand, then looked at Eric again. After a moment, he shook his head, sent the last message, and put the phone in his pocket.

He looked at the scenery outside the car window and said:

"Yes, I'm on vacation. This time, let's have a good rest."

Soon, the taxi stopped at the entrance of the Hilter Record Store, and Merlin took Eric into the Diagon Alley full of wizards. This place seemed much more prosperous than the last time Merlin came, but it still had a bit of a bleak atmosphere.

From the letters from several young wizards, Merlin knew that Voldemort had died in May and that the Wizard War ended at that time. But now it seems that the aftermath of the Wizard War has not yet dissipated.

The British wizarding community suffered an almost devastating blow in this turmoil. It is estimated that it would not be possible to recover the order in less than 5-10 years.

After all, the number of wizards is too small.

There are so many strange wizards dressed in Diagon Alley, and no one cares about Eric and Merlin's Muggle costumes. Eric simply regarded this as a travel experience. He kept picking up his camera to take photos, while Merlin purchased a lot of magic materials he needed. Before leaving, he customized a suit for Eric in Mrs. Mokin's robe store.

This guy will have a prom next year, so he can't be allowed to go to the prom in an old suit.

And he is almost adult, and it is time to have his own suit.

After the big purchase was completed, Merlin took Eric and went to the Burrow, which is the Weasley family's mansion through the connection of Floor.

When the two walked out of the burning fireplace, the spacious and bright living room in front of Merlin was already full of people. Apparently, they were having a party, and Merlin and Eric were the last to arrive.

"Merlin!"

When she saw Merlin appearing in a gray suit that had not changed for thousands of years, Hermione, who was holding a wine and chatting with Ginny, called out, and rushed into Merlin's arms like a child, regardless of the public.

On the other hand, Harry and Ron also warmly greeted Eric who had been to the Burrow for the first time.

Although a Muggle appeared among a large group of wizards, for Merlin's sake, no one present showed too strange expressions.

Besides, Eric is not the only one who came to this family gathering today.

Hermione's parents sat in the living room, chatting with Mr. Arthur while tasting the weirdly savored magic wine.

Muggles, who entered the wizarding world because their relatives were wizards, occupy a huge number in the entire wizarding world. They are middlemen between the wizarding world and the Muggle world, and are under the dual jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic and government departments.

They are not allowed to reveal the existence of the wizarding world to ordinary people, but they can also see the magical scenes of the wizarding world. In fact, so far, in fact, 70% of the rumors about magic were spread by these people.

They are not common, but they are by no means rare.

"Yeah, the ring is good."

Merlin touched Hermione's hair intimately. He noticed the amber ring on Hermione's left finger. He took a glass of wine from the side like a good elder, and lowered his voice to Hermione:

"Have you confirmed your relationship with that stupid boy Ron?"

"Um."

Hermione, with a hint of girlish shyness, glanced at Ron who was playing with Eric, and sighed and said to Merlin:

"Ron proposed to me a few days ago, and both parents agreed to this marriage."

"But you don't look happy."

Merlin took a sip of wine, he looked at Ron, and then looked at Hermione, and he said:

"Actually, you should know that if you disagree, you can refuse. At worst, if you live in North America in the future, even if you are a pure-blooded wizard family, you will not be able to force you. What's more, Mr. Arthur and Mrs. Molly are not people who are not unreasonable."

"I'm not unwilling to do so, Merlin."

Hermione, with her adolescence, said to Merlin:

"I don't hate Ron. In the final battle with Voldemort, he showed a bravery and had a hint of heroism as I imagined. But how to say, he is still far from what I know and the image of the person I want to spend my whole life together."

"And this came too suddenly, I was not mentally prepared at all."

Hermione glanced at Merlin, who coughed lightly, and said to Hermione in an elder's tone:

"Imagination can only be imagination. We always have to live in reality, find someone who is not the best but the most suitable person to get married and spend their lives together, Little Hermione."

"I hope you will be happy in this life than anyone else. Although we are not related by blood, in my heart, you will always be my cutest little sister. As long as you need it, I will definitely appear by your side as soon as possible."

He stretched out his finger and pinched Hermione's face, and he said:

"Well, when is your wedding date?"

Hermione giggled and avoided Merlin's fingers, she said:

"It's still early, 2 years later."

"Oh, that looks like I have plenty of time to prepare my wedding gift."

Merlin smiled and said to Hermione:

"Don't forget to send me an invitation at that time."

"Then you have to bring your female companion to the stage."

Hermione smiled, and her smile was as sunny as every time she met in recent years. She blinked at Merlin slyly, and she said:

"I have found a home, so it's time for you to find yourself a rest."

"Ahem, let's talk about this later."

The first person that emerged in Merlin's mind was Carol, who is still looking for himself in a corner of the stars. His second image was an unreliable black-clad mercenary who had not seen him for several years.

Unfortunately, neither of these two people are suitable to bring to Hermione's wedding.

A few minutes later, Ginny called Hermione to go to her house with her to help her pick out clothes for the Hogwarts prom. Merlin held the wine and greeted every wizard familiar to the big house.

Although he did not have much interaction with the British wizarding world, he also met many wizards standing on the Order of the Phoenix through the leadership of Mr. Arthur, the owner of the Burrow. Mr. Ollivand, the master of the staff making, who has always focused on wand making, also unexpectedly attended the party today.

Merlin sat with these orthodox wizards, and took this opportunity to ask many questions he encountered in magic learning. Merlin was also a wizard who participated in the war against Voldemort. Although he had a unclear relationship with the demons, the orthodox wizards still tried their best to answer Merlin's questions in order to see what he did for the British wizarding world.

Merlin felt that this trip was worth it.

In four hours, the knowledge he learned from these wizards was much more than what he had studied alone for a year.

It seems that magic can't be built behind closed doors.

Time for study always passes very quickly. In the blink of an eye, the time is approaching evening. After a sumptuous dinner, the guests say goodbye. Hermione's parents would stay in the humble house for a while to discuss the marriage between Hermione and Ron with members of the Weasley family.

Merlin didn't bother them, because of Hermione, he didn't want to get involved in this issue.

After dinner, Merlin came to Ron's bedroom.

As Ron said, in the late period of the Wizards War, the Burrow was burned by the Death Eaters. After the house was rebuilt, Ron obtained a large, spacious bedroom with excellent lighting, which will be his and Hermione's residence in the future.

After seeing Merlin walk into the room, the three young men sitting on the bed playing with magic cards immediately put away Jin Jialong. Obviously, the "gambling" component of their play just now.

But how could this little move be hidden from Merlin?

He shook his head and reached out to knock hard on the heads of the three young men.

"Gambling is not allowed! It is meaningless whether to lose or win or not. You must understand that except death, everything in life is undetermined. Gambling is always the stupidest behavior."

"You're talking more and more like Professor McGonagall, Merlin!"

Ron hugged his head and complained to Merlin:

"You are only 9 years older than me, but the feeling you are talking now is like my parents' generation!"

"Then I am also your elder, you bastard!"

Merlin looked at Ron sternly, and this straight look lasted for a full half minute until Ron really began to fear, until Harry and Eric in the room felt the atmosphere was not good, Merlin suddenly sighed.

He reached out and patted Ron on the shoulder.

He said to the young man under 18 years old in front of him in a serious and low tone:

"Hermione is one of the most important people in my life. I hope she will be happy in this life, Ron Weasley, can you give her happiness?"

"I"

Looking at Merlin's eyes, Ron felt a little dry.

He looked at his two friends as if he wanted help, but both Harry and Eric had their expressions serious.

Obviously, the questions Merlin asked were also their concerns, and Hermione was also their friend, and they also hoped that Hermione could have a perfect and happy life.

"I can!"

Ron gritted his teeth and looked at Merlin. A sense of courage and responsibility shone in his blue eyes, although his eyes still dodged. After all, he saw with his own eyes how Merlin took Muggle agents to massacre all the terrible Death Eaters like chopping melons and vegetables.

How could he not be afraid of such a person, who is underage?

"very good."

A fleeting smile flashed across Merlin's face, and he whispered:

"Remember your promise, Ron, I'm watching you."

"If you dare to make my little Hermione cry once, I will let you cry enough, you know, I am a man, to do it."

Looking at Merlin's expression, Ron subconsciously shrank his neck at this moment, and he felt a cool breeze blowing through his neck.

"Okay, don't be nervous."

Merlin waved to Harry, and he said:

"Come on, Harry, our great hero, Demon Slayer, let me tell you how you killed Voldemort."
Chapter completed!