"Dad, how do you know so much?"

"Of course it's because your grandfather is very familiar with Ollivander!

Brat!

If you can calmly read the"History of the Foley Family" I put on your bookshelf, I think you should know this kind of thing."

Brawne was embarrassed and drank a sip of milk to cover up his embarrassment.

It's not his fault, because the family history is so thick.

Basically, the life experiences of every generation of family members are written.

It's so boring that he doesn't even bother to turn it.

Seeing his son's look, Mr. Foley also understood that it was because the book was too thick.

He sighed and said:

"Well, since we are talking about Ollivander today, let's talk about the origin of our family and the Ollivander family. Do you know where our family originated from?"

Brawne had read a few pages of family history after all.

He said without hesitation:

"The Mediterranean region.

Our ancestors came to England with the Romans.

They started to set up stalls here to sell homemade potions to the native English people."

Mr. Foley nodded with satisfaction.

"That's right.

Our ancestor was just a poor potion master at first.

But even so, he had superb potion skills that surpassed those of the native English.

The Ollivander family is similar to us. It's the same."

Brown muttered:

"Ollivander, 'the one with the olive wand'?

Olive wood comes from the Mediterranean.

So his family came to England with the Romans?"

"That's right, someone with an olive wood wand.

It seems you are not that stupid.

And you have memorized the plant illustrations well.

Their ancestors also migrated from Mediterranean countries to England, and they set up stalls here (later developed into shops) to sell wands to British wizards who could only use crudely made and poorly performing wands at that time.

And that place is now Diagon Alley.

Our ancestors' stalls were also there.

It's just that we don't run it directly now."

Speaking of this, Mr. Foley couldn't help but sigh again:

"What a pity"

"What a pity, Dad?"

Braun asked doubtfully.

Snap!

Mr. Foley saw the look in his silly son's eyes and slapped him on the head:

"Eat your meal, don't ask about adult matters!"

Braun staggered after being hit.

He couldn't help but feel aggrieved.

It was you who insisted on telling me, but you stopped talking halfway!

I asked you something, and you hit me!

Braun finished his breakfast with grievance.

Junben vented his emotions on the refining of the potion.

It must be said that he was a little impatient at the moment.

Just as Braun was about to start a day's experiment.

Hermione, who was far away in London, had not woken up yet

"Bang! Bang!"

The regular knocking sound from the window woke Hermione up.

Rubbing her messy hair,

Hermione looked towards the window.

She saw a huge gray-black owl staring at her.

It signaled her to open the window quickly so as not to freeze Uncle Kama.

At this moment, Hermione was shocked.

"Oh! God! Is what Braun said true?

It turns out that there is magic! Owls really can deliver messages!"

Last night, she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep because of what Braun said. She was both skeptical and expectant.

Until she really saw

""Bang! Bang!"

Looking at the dazed wizard cub in front of him,

Kama knocked on the window again with a little dissatisfaction.

At this moment, Hermione also saw the owl's dissatisfaction and hurriedly helped it open the window.

""Coooo!"

Kama shook off the snow on his body, then stretched his legs towards Hermione.

Hermione stretched out her hand nervously, and was relieved when she found that the owl did not attack her.

""Mr. Owl, I'm going to take the package off you, please don't bite me!"

Hermione said cautiously.

Kama looked at the wizard cub in front of him with contempt. Then he turned his back to her.

Hermione took the package off Kama's body.

Then he opened the letter with some excitement.

The letter was protected by magic so it didn't get wet.

There was only the following words on the envelope:

"Miss Hermione in the second-floor bedroom of the Granger family home, 16 King's Road, London"

"Oh my god! It's amazing!"

Hermione was amazed at the address on the envelope.

She was afraid that the owl wouldn't be able to find the address because she didn't tell Brown the address.

Unexpectedly, the owl not only found it but also knew her address accurately. She opened the envelope and began to read:

"Dear Hermione, hello.

As you can see from my letter, magic exists.

You may also receive a letter in June this year.

Come with me to Hogwarts to learn magic.

In order to give you a better understanding of the wizarding world, I have prepared a book for you as a Christmas gift. I hope you will like it.

If you have any questions, you can write and ask Kama (the beautiful big owl) to bring it back. I will reply to you as soon as I see it.

And please prepare some nuts and bacon for it.

It likes to eat these.

Finally, I wish you a happy Christmas.

Yours sincerely, Braun Foley"

"Oh my god! Brown is so thoughtful!

A book to learn about the wizarding world?

This is exactly what I want."

Putting down the letter, Hermione began to open the package with some excitement.

A book with a black cover and gold font appeared in front of her.

"‘Wizarding History? This book seems so thick."

Before Hermione could take a closer look, the owl began to call again:

"Coo! Coo!"

"Are you hungry?"

"Coo coo!"

"Wait, I'll get you something to eat."

Then he tiptoed downstairs in his pajamas.

""Hermione? Honey, what are you going to do?"

A gentle female voice asked with some doubt.

"Um, mom, I'm a little hungry and want to eat something. Do you have any nuts and bacon at home?"

"Of course, there were still a lot of nut cakes and bacon sandwiches left over from yesterday.……"

"Yes, yes, I know, you should brush your teeth before eating.

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