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Ryan had slept all day and night when he got home. Elena and Jason knew that Ryan needed to rest, so they did not disturb Ryan.

"Beep, beep" came a sound of knocking on the window. Ryan, who was awakened by the knocking, rubbed his eyes, got up in a daze, and walked to the window.

I saw an owl flapping its wings feebly, flying outside the window, its head drooped, and tapping on the window.

"Errol, why are you here? What happened to Ron and the others?" Ryan muttered to himself as he opened the window.

Errol seemed to have exhausted all his strength and flew to Ryan's desk, lying there motionless. If they weren't still breathing heavily together, Ryan would have almost thought that the owl was dead.

Ryan stepped forward and took the letter off Errol's feet.As expected, it was Ron who wrote it.Ryan opened the letter and read it. Ryan frowned and said to himself: "Harry actually found the Mirror of Erised. How could it be possible? And Dumbledore didn't try to persuade Harry. What happened?"

Ryan didn't waste any time and immediately wrote a reply letter for Errol to send back.Then, Ryan went downstairs and told Elena and Jason that he was going back to Hogwarts early.

The two didn't ask too much, but Jason reminded Ryan to remember to take the public bus to Hogwarts, because it was not the end of the holiday yet, so the Hogwarts Express could not be used yet.

Ryan sighed in his heart. Fortunately, he said hello first, otherwise he would have foolishly ran to wait for the express.Just like that, Ryan went out alone.

After Ryan went out, he didn't rush on his way. Instead, he called a taxi and arrived at Hermione's house.

I have to say that whether it is a magic bus or a Muggle taxi, it is not very comfortable to sit on.Fortunately, Hermione's house is not too far from here, and Ryan arrived at his destination in a short while.

Ryan straightened his clothes, stepped forward and knocked on the door.A woman's voice came from inside the door, "Hermione, go and open the door." It should be Hermione's mother's voice.

"Okay, Mum." Hermione's reluctant voice came.

After a while, the door opened a small crack, and Hermione looked over.

"Hi," Ryan greeted Hermione with a smile.

"Why are you here?" Hermione looked at Ryan in surprise and opened the door at the same time, "Come in quickly."

Ryan followed Hermione in. Hermione's house was decorated in a typical Western style. There was a woman in an apron standing at the door of the kitchen in the living room, looking at Ryan.

"This is my mother." Hermione led Ryan to the woman's side and introduced her.

"Hello, aunt, I'm Ryan, Hermione's classmate." Ryan bent down and greeted Hermione's mother.

"Hello Ryan," Hermione's mother said with a smile, but her eyes were full of curiosity, and she kept looking back and forth between Ryan and Hermione.

Perhaps feeling the intense gaze, Hermione pulled Ryan and hurried to a room upstairs.

"I'm sorry, really." Hermione's mother looked at the backs of Hermione and Ryan, "But Hermione finally has a friend."

"Speaking of which, Ryan, why are you here? I saw some strange things," Hermione looked at Ryan curiously, "You're not hurt?"

Faced with Hermione's string of questions, Ryan also felt a little headache. He quickly waved his hand to interrupt Hermione's questions, "Hermione, let's ask questions one by one. I'm a little dizzy with you like this."

Hermione nodded sheepishly and stopped asking Ryan any more.

"Well, how to put it, just like what I wrote in my letter, I encountered the test left by Merlin in Wales." Ryan thought for a while and replied, "You will never think of what this test is."

"What is it?" Hermione asked curiously.

"It was a giant dragon that asked me to learn a kind of dragon language magic. As long as I learn it, I will pass the test." Ryan had no intention of telling Hermione that the dragon asked him to learn it within half an hour. After all, this test It had been passed, and there was no need for Hermione to worry anymore.

"Dragon magic, what kind of dragon magic is it?" When Hermione heard the dragon magic, she stared at Ryan with bright eyes and asked.

"It's not a powerful attack magic, just a healing technique that can heal wounds." Ryan said, raising his right hand flat and chanting a spell in his mouth, and saw a milky white light gathering on Ryan's right hand.

Hermione stretched out her hand to touch the milky white light, and a warmth surged directly into her heart. The fatigue caused by worrying about Ryan's safety also disappeared at this moment.

"This effect is amazing." Hermione couldn't help but exclaimed as she felt the changes in her body.

"Indeed, this feeling is more effective than the healing spell cast by Madam Pomfrey." Ryan used this healing spell for the first time after completing the test. Although he knew it would be stronger than the current magic, Ryan also I didn't expect it to be so strong.

Just when Ryan removed the healing spell, Hermione suddenly pointed at Ryan in surprise and said, "You just cast a spell without a wand."

"That's right, I don't know if it's because of modern magic. After I accepted the inheritance, I found that basically most ancient magic doesn't require a wand," Ryan explained, remembering the books he saw inside the ring, " Only those large-scale magics will require the help of wands or magic gems."

Hermione listened to Ryan's narration in amazement. Apparently, Hermione also had a special yearning for ancient magic.

After a while of chatting, Ryan mentioned the letter about Harry that Ron had written before. Hermione immediately expressed that she wanted to go back to school with Ryan. As for the reason, it was quite sufficient. The vacation was almost over anyway. Hermione planned to go back to school and check out information in the library.

With no other choice, Ryan had no choice but to take Hermione with him and hail a magic bus. The two of them took Hermione's luggage on the bus and embarked on the road back to school.