The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

The breakfast at Granger's house is a turkey sandwich, which looks like roast chicken, but actually tastes very woody, like bacon. Cyrus took several sips of milk to swallow it down.

When he was at school, he made an appointment with a professor of linguistics at Oxford University because he was very interested in the novel written by Cyrus.

"So... do you want to come together?" The boy put on a windbreaker, put on a warm scarf, twisted the door handle for a long time, and finally turned to ask Hermione who was lying on the sofa

The girl raised her eyebrows, she was still a little worried that Cyrus would leave directly, she was a little happy, but she still stroked her curly hair with her hands

"Since you have said so, then I will accompany you."

She bounced upstairs and changed her clothes. Because it was still snowing outside, Hermione also wore a beige women's windbreaker, plush gray sweatpants on her lower body, and Sailor and Sailor around her neck. A burgundy scarf of the same style.

Mrs. Granger was sitting in the living room, drinking black tea, and looked at the two with a smile. After they left, Mr. Granger also sat beside her

Mrs. Granger rested her head on her husband's shoulder

"My daughter has grown up~" She closed her eyes and sighed, "I don't know what will happen...."

Mr. Granger naturally knew what the lady meant, he just smiled and poured himself a cup of tea

"What can we do? Hermione went to a magic school, we may not be in the same world anymore." He lightly patted the back of Mrs. Granger's hand, "Cyrus... let's see where they can go "

"Magic..." Mrs. Granger turned her hand over and clasped it with his.

Oxford University has trained a large number of artists and heads of state, and the entire university is integrated with the city. There are no gates, no walls, and the streets pass directly through the campus. Each college is completely like a medieval monastery.

Two little people were playing snowball fights on the street while walking towards the location. There are almost as many bookstores in Oxford as there are libraries. There are probably a hundred or so in total.

But they went to the Bodleian Library, which is said to be the second largest library in the UK. In the northwest of them, it looks like a huge church

Cyrus came to the old building inside. A middle-aged man was sitting on the steps of the door, smoking a pipe and looking boredly at the passing crowd. He seemed to have thought of something, and quickly took out a pen and paper from his jacket to write. Write and draw.

"Excuse me, is this Professor J. R. R. Tolkien?" According to the contents of the letter, Cyrus found that this middle-aged man was the only one waiting in the snow

(I know Tolkien died in 1973, just to commemorate!)

He raised his head suddenly, and found that they were two eleven or twelve-year-old children. He looked at the two in disbelief.

"You... are the contributors to the novels of Interstellar and the Lord of the Rings?" He immediately stood up, and after receiving an affirmative and definite response, the man did not despise the other party because of his age

Instead, he reached out to shake hands with Cyrus and Hermione, "Let's go in and talk." He patted his clothes vigorously, letting the snow drip.

"This is the old library of the Bodleian Library. It mainly collects professional documents such as English literature, modern history, ancient history, and classical language and literature." He found a deep seat and introduced on the way

He looked very happy, "Of course, of course, I have read your novel submission"

The two cubs are a little nervous, as long as they don't return, they can accept it

Professor Tolkien did not disappoint them, "I think what you wrote is very interesting, and it coincides with some of my ideas! But in some places, the description is too plain."

"So...?" Cyrus asked him.

"So I decided to help you with a little modification." The professor took out his notebook, "It's unbelievable, your Elvish and Hobbit are so complete, I can't believe it was written by you."

Cyrus greeted him in Elvish

"Oh... well, I believe it now, Professor Tolkien stared, stared for a while, and smacked his lips, "Maybe you can come to my university to study in the future, if you really pass the exam"

They discussed for a while, during which Professor Tolkien changed many places and added a lot of embellishments, and also changed the name of another Cyrus novel from "Interstellar" to "Star Wars"

"Tsk... I have to say, seriously, owls send letters? I never thought about it. I almost really believe in magic."

Yes, Cyrus used the school owl to send letters all through school, but the professor didn't find it weird or intimidating, just amused.

Hermione and Cyrus looked at each other and smiled, Tolkien was one step away from the truth

In the end, they confirmed the upload of the novel, because Professor Tolkien helped to modify it, so they will share a part of the income of the novel.

Cyrus rubbed his little hands excitedly, he could already think of the publication of the novel and the surrounding battle flags, bringing the starry sky and legends to every corner of the world

The area of ​​the old building is not small. It is divided into two floors. Except for the aisles and small benches, the rest of the area is used to place books. Some wall lamps inside are still providing light, but at the same time it also shows a deep atmosphere.

All kinds of literature, including of course the editor who discovered the runes through archaeology, this is simply Hermione's paradise.

Yes, Dumbledore's rune book records only English annotations, no detailed annotations

Therefore, looking at the translation of runes is just a pleasure, and the detailed information depends on the summaries of human professors in the past.

Because it was in a public place, Cyrus didn't dare to enjoy the lap pillow like at home, but Hermione still sat next to him with a book.

"It's really boring, because of the damn "Secrecy Act", so much information can't be used universally." Hermione flipped through "Ancient Runic Character Notes", and took out the small notebook she carried with her to take notes

"Think about it, if the Untraceable Stretching Curse is applied to aerospace, and the craftsmanship of wizard chess is applied to art sculptures..." She was a little puzzled, as if a picture had already appeared in front of the girl's eyes——

Manned space rockets can accommodate more equipment and personnel, and can better explore the starry sky; Vienna with a broken arm stands on the square in front of the museum and greets people; historical relics can communicate with people... .

"Cyrus, I think the Statute of Secrecy is bad." Hermione looked a little serious, "such as the interpretation of these runes, if wizards can let go of their sad self-esteem, will they be able to develop more?" good?"

As she spoke, she raised the book in her hand.

Cyrus propped his face and responded lazily, anyway, he will support her, if the world can develop like that, he will naturally be able to enjoy life better

Mainly, he could find no objection, in every sense of the word.

Christmas is not only good news, but also bad news: the Soviet Union disintegrated on the 26th, the world's first socialist country disappeared,

At the same time, another demon who broke free from the chain also stood up. Of course, NASA may miss the old days after many years.

There are still five days before leaving school, and Cyrus' father also has good news - he has found a good job again, and he no longer has to do odd jobs like before

I heard that the content of the job is to work as a night patrol security guard in a museum, but it is also very good, because Cyrus usually only goes home when he is on vacation, and Annie Klein can officially go to work after Christmas.

For the rest of the day, Cyrus ran back and forth between the bookstore and Hermione's house. Mrs. Hadley had the happiest smile on Christmas. No matter how many people there were in the bookstore, she would always reserve a seat near the floor-to-ceiling windows

The day before school started, Cyrus and Hermione took the Hogwarts Express back to school again, but this time Annie Klein also came to see off his son

Although the two of them had nothing to say on the road, the man just sent it to the gate of the platform. Maybe he still resisted the so-called magic and wizards in his heart, but he didn't resist his son.

Back to school this time, they also brought the chemical equipment they bought a few days ago. Cyrus' father bought it. Hearing his son say that the equipment in the magic world is very rough, he immediately bought it for the two of them.

He hoped that Cyrus could become a doctor, a scientist, or a writer, and these precision glass instruments would mean that his expectations had been fulfilled.

"Huh...seems like those devils and witches can only do magic tricks...not even that"

There are not too many homework left by the professors of various subjects, but it is not difficult for the two of them, mainly Professor Quirrell's thesis on soul magic, and Professor McGonagall's dissertation on transfiguration

The former Cyrus interpreted with the help of Katai Maji and the astral body of Tibetan Buddhist Tantra, and Hermione also completed Professor McGonagall's thesis based on the duel between Cyrus and Marcus

But even so, they would hang out in the library together, preparing for Professor Flitwick's relationship with spells and runes next term.

But Harry was not so comfortable. I met him in the Association classroom on the eighth floor, and he was in a bad mood, because he now has to practice Quidditch every week.

Since he joined the association of the two, he has learned several spells, among which he once used the unlocking spell to open a hidden door on the fourth floor because he was avoiding Filch during night travel.

"Guess what's inside? It's a three-headed dog!" He was a little terrified when he recalled it. "If it wasn't for Filch's footsteps in the corridor, I would have thought I had come to hell."

At the end of a week of classes, the two ran to the library on Saturday morning, and Cyrus fell asleep on Hermione's shoulders as usual.

In fact, Hermione came a bit late today, because when she got up, many little wizards discovered some clues,

Mandy glanced at her wrist and gave two "tsks", while Lisa Dupin always raised her head and whistled twice every time she passed by her.

And Padma was next to her and said in a weird way, "Someone forgets about the sisters after receiving a gift."

Maeve: "I won't say who it is, everyone knows"

So Hermione blushed, wiped her face indiscriminately, and went out.