I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 383 Ambiguous Night

"Of course it's your dearest brother Merlin!" A certain monster's voice sounded outside the door.

"Climb!" Owen roared angrily.

"Why are you knocking on the door so late at night? Do you still have a sense of public morality? Don't others need to sleep? It will be 8 o'clock in the morning tomorrow!"

"Alas~~~" There was a strange sound outside the door, "But I lived in this room before."

"Open a new one by yourself. Didn't you save and steal twenty thousand galleons from me?" Owen said angrily, "I'm warning you, don't knock on my door again tonight."

He took out his wand and cast several protective spells on the door. Although this might not be of any use to Merlin, it would be in case anyone else disturbed him.

"Ara ala - it seems there is more than one person in the room. Did I disturb you?"

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"boom!"

Owen heard something fall to the floor in the bathroom.

Hermione must have accidentally spilled the shower gel in a panic or something.

He was quite candid. Hermione and he were just about to hold a wedding, so there was nothing to hide.

"If you ask questions even if you know it, go away!" He continued to say viciously.

"Alas, you guys are still too young." Merlin said playfully, but although his tone was relaxed, he was still serious, "I keep reminding you that being too early is not good for your health. Do you think I am? Talking about you?"

"That little girl has obviously been abused in the past. I don't know what you, a heartless guy, did. She is now anemic and has other minor problems. These are all diseases that require quiet cultivation to be cured."

"Don't I know better than you?" Owen said, his voice weakening a bit.

"Hmph - so, go away quickly."

"Oh, it's true." Merlin sighed with emotion outside the door, "It's good to be young."

As he spoke, the sound of distant footsteps sounded.

It seemed like he had really left.

Owen breathed a sigh of relief in the room. He couldn't explain this to someone who had never been in a relationship with a girl. He was an idiot.

If you don't seize some opportunities this time, there may be no next time.

The courage you mustered up will only wear away if there is no response, and slowly the emotion will wear away as well.

Sometimes you don’t need to do more, but rather do something.

A little tenderness is enough.

After about another minute, the bathroom door was opened.

Hermione walked out with slightly red cheeks.

Her hair is already dry, it must be the work of magic.

Wearing a silk material, you could tell at a glance that she didn't choose it, it looked more like pajamas that Fleur would buy.

It is light pink and has a loose style, like a dress. The skirt has exquisite lace, and the soft fabric sways a little in the wind.

An atmosphere of romance and elegance overflows.

"This was given to me by Furong." She said.

"It's so beautiful." Owen immediately continued. As he walked towards Hermione, he said gently, "It would be better if it was black."

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Hermione glanced at him.

Then I saw Owen walking into the bathroom.

"It's my turn to take a shower," he said.

Then he quickly closed the door.

The room was still filled with Miss Granger's scent.

Ahem—a little perverted!

It's okay - Hermione won't notice anyway.

It was hazy inside, filled with moist water vapor.

The faint scent of lavender filled his nose.

This was Hermione's most commonly used shower gel. He knew this because it was a Muggle product. She would ask Dobby to help purchase it at school, and of course she would pay for it.

And Dobby had told him about it.

Turning his head, he saw Hermione putting her pocket bag, her clothes and underwear in a metal basket at the door to avoid something disharmonious happening, which would cause this chapter not to be published, so Owen just After looking at it for a few seconds, he stuffed the pieces of clothing back into his pocket in a serious manner.

Then, take off your clothes and get out in the rain.

I borrowed Hermione's toiletries and washed my hair. Apply shower gel, rinse, turn off the water, snap your fingers and blow dry.

The whole journey takes less than two minutes.

Then - Owen did not leave in a hurry, but stared at the huge mirror on the wall, admiring his own body - to be clear in advance, he is not a pervert - since he woke up, this was the first time he saw clearly changes in one's own body.

The silver hair on his head is no longer as silver as it used to be, and his gray eyes have been replaced by emerald green. Even his face shape and facial features have changed a lot.

The limbs have a lot of bulging muscles.

You can still vaguely see the abdominal muscles, but they are all within the normal range that humans can obtain without special exercise.

But... Owen held the metal pipe of the rain water supply and exerted a slight force on his palm, and the pipe flattened visibly to the naked eye.

The strength of the body has been greatly improved - no, it should be an exaggerated improvement.

Owen didn't know if this strength value had reached the limit of human flesh, but judging from how effortlessly he could bend the metal pipe, not many humans could do it.

Ancient magic turns him into another person

This is an irrefutable fact. Now that I think about it, the human appearance shown by part of the outer god's essence may not be imitating him, but his appearance is converging towards that guy.

"I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing." Owen muttered and waved his hand, and the dented pipe returned to normal.

Then he took out his pajamas from his backpack, adjusted his mentality, put them on, and walked out of the bathroom.

The whole journey takes less than three minutes.

"Hey, I haven't slept yet."

Owen glanced at the living room, um - he didn't see the transformed second bed, oops - oops - the result was already obvious.

As for Hermione, she was a little helpless on the bed. She quickly gathered all the blankets and wrapped herself tightly.

"Do you boys take showers so quickly?" Hermione said with a flustered face. She was just thinking about random things and was a little dazed. In the blink of an eye, Owen came out - it felt like he had just entered.

"This is slow," Owen said. "Most of the time I just flush the water and add a cleaning spell. I only stay in the bath for a long time when I take a bath."

The convenience of modern magic is beyond imagination.

In fact, a wizard's bath is completely psychological. In most cases, he can wave his wand and cast a cleaning spell on himself a few times and he will be very clean.

Of course, unless you are contaminated with something difficult that cannot be removed by a spell, then the wizard will think of other ways.

"By the way, after talking about taking a bath, it's better not to take a bath in the prefects' bathroom." He walked over and lay down next to Miss Granger very naturally.

The night temperature in Egypt is over 25 degrees, and in cities like Cairo, the temperature is even higher.