"Allen, you said something was wrong before and wanted to consult my parents..." Seeing that the greetings were almost the same, Hermione took the initiative to ask the topic that Allen mentioned before entering Grindelwald's house, "What can they help you with the potion?"

"Poil?" Mr. Granger was confused. "Allen, the only potion we have ever taken is the immortal medicine you sent us. Apart from the bad taste, there is no special feeling."

"Does the floss mints that Hermione often brings back are potions?" Mrs. Granger said uncertainly, "they can protect teeth."

"It's not about immortal medicines and candies." Allen smiled and shook his head, then pointed to the direction of the Hogwarts Arena outside the house, and his expression became serious. "I heard Hermione talk about the time when the floating city took off and the time when the city teleportation, both of them seemed to feel the magic fluctuations."

"Indeed, it was a kind of comfort I had never experienced before..." Mr. Granger recalled the situation that day, "but after that short comfort, it was more panic. The wizards who were suddenly abnormal in behavior made us feel a little panicked...their reaction seemed to be more intense than ours..."

"It's a bit scary... I thought they were crazy." Mrs. Granger was still scared, "but that felt quite comfortable."

"The power of the energy cores was much greater than before. The entire Hogwarts was covered by pure high-concentration magic, which was much higher than the concentration in the academy that could damage electrical appliances... But as a result, I had an immature idea." Allen strengthened his tone, slackened his thoughts and said, "If you can feel the magic, I'm thinking, then is there any way for you to use magic."

Realizing what Allen wanted to do, although he didn't know his method, Hermione, who was still wondering why she didn't mention the potion, even her scalp felt numb, as if she was hit by lightning. Her heart was in a mess, and this explosive news filled her head.

"Alan, you thought of a way to make Muggles like my parents use magic... Hiss..." Hermione, who was trembling all over, sat up straight. Anka's body shook, and her paws subconsciously pulled her hair. Hermione hissed. Hermione didn't care about Anka's dissatisfaction. She rubbed her scalp, and her voice was trembling. "Muggle can also use magic... Then there will be no barriers between these two worlds... In fact, will they not be two worlds in the future?"

Alan did not answer immediately, and he stretched out his arm and let Anka, who was trying to control the balance, fly back to his shoulders.

When Mrs. Granger heard the conversation between Allen and her daughter, in order to control her excitement, she grabbed the armrest of the sofa tightly, so that she did not make her ask anxiously; the pumpkin juice on Mrs. Granger's hand spilled on her white sweater without even paying attention.

For ordinary people, when living in the Muggle world, no one uses magic. As dentists with higher status, they have always lived a decent life and are respected. Now in the floating city, everything is novel to them, but people around them can use the magical power of magic to do all kinds of magic things, but they cannot use it. As for the new environment now, although the people around them have great respect for them, they understand that this is because of their daughter and their prospective son-in-law, not because of themselves.

And those wizards who are invisible discrimination from their bones who do not like them, who are called Muggles, who do not know how to master magic. They know that they may have the opportunity to master magic like wizards, and they will inevitably be excited and lose their composure.

"Hermione, let all Muggles use magic...I can't do it." Allen saw Hermione think the result too well and spread his hands patiently, "You know that a squin like Filch...the magic power on him is not enough to make him lose control of a riot, so it is not enough to make him cast any spells, so no academy would write an invitation letter to him when he was a child to attend... But did Harry tell you that he had secretly signed up for a correspondence course for magic?"

Hermione nodded and added: "Yes Allen, Harry said he was just a squint when he saw his letter in his drawer. He secretly signed up for the magic correspondence course at Kwikspell. Although this obviously didn't work, he still couldn't use magic."

The Grange couple frowned, and took out the shortcomings and privacy of others and said things everywhere. They didn't want to interrupt Alan and their daughter's ideas, which would affect them to find ways to make themselves and their husbands become wizards.

"Felch has been able to take courses for so long, which means that he can feel magic. Perhaps it is because the concentration of Hogwarts can make him feel...but the fact that the body is not enough to exert it. I think he can feel it without nuclear radiation..." Allen said his speculation, and then looked at Hermione, "In the place of Schizonepeta in our wizard tower, the magic medicinal materials grown in the place of Schizonepeta can make a potion... You have drunk Hermione himself, what do you think would happen if the squids drank it?"

"Allen, do you want to use the magic potion? The magic potion can greatly improve the magic power of a wizard... If you use it on the squid, maybe you can get the casting ability in this way? Although the effect may only make the squid a wizard who can mobilize magic power tightly, right? Maybe it's like Neville... Well, sorry." Hermione's brain was running, and Hermione, who was trapped in thinking, took the metaphor of Allen, and then realized that she shouldn't say such bad words to her classmates and apologized, and then fell into deep thought. This principle was easy to understand and made her even more confused. "Allen, what you said is very likely, but since that's the case, why did no wizard think of using magic potion for the squid?"

"Hermione, you're thinking a little bit... We must be not the only one who thinks about this, but the most in the world are smart people." Allen smiled, and then changed the subject, "But we can think of it with great attention and the capital to implement it. I guess we are the only ones now. Even if someone who loves children too much did this before, I don't think he would take it out and talk about it everywhere..."

"Oh..." Hermione suddenly realized, "Even in ancient times, where the medicinal materials are easier to find and the formula has not been lost, this kind of potion is too precious. Even if there is a chance to own it, the wizard will choose to drink it for himself or take it for talented people in his family to support the family... Even if someone thinks of it, no one will be extravagant to use such potion for experiments... Even if he gave his descendants of the squid for fear of Juesi, this magic increase will probably not allow them to possess the magic power of ordinary wizards... Then for fear, it would not be announced that his family owns this formula and materials to make others malicious..."

Seeing that Hermione could figure out the problem so quickly, Alan nodded with satisfaction: "So, with the Arcane Garden and the seeds left from ancient times... Now among the forces we can know, we can only have the possibility of such experiments... Even if there are secrets within the family and some means to make it, I don't think they will have the intention to use it in this experiment."

"But, Allen, my wife and I are not a big deal... Squid, we are both ordinary people." Mr. Granger heard this and clasped his hands together. After staying in the magic world for a while, he had already learned some basic things.

"Dad, that's not the case. At least one of our ancestors in the Granger family must be a wizard, because even a wizard like me, strictly speaking, it is because the magical bloodline of a wizard in his blood vessels was activated... Uh? Maybe you can understand it as the ability to cast after gene appearance." Hermione's eyes were bright, "Professor Slughorn once asked me if I had a relative with Mr. Hetok Dagworth Granger, the founder of the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association. I denied it at the time, but in fact, Changyan helped me investigate... Dad, we are indeed a bit distant relative to them..."

"Hermione, then why don't you tell us? Is this in the floating city?" Mr. Granger was a little strange to hear it.

Mrs. Granger thought she knew the reason: "Hermione, is it because we are ordinary people, does this gentleman not want to contact us?"

"Oh, it's not like that, but you know that we were fighting with some pure blood a while ago, and Hermione is still very famous in the protective umbrella..." Allen said carefully, "Mrs. Granger... I think this Mr. Hetok Dagworth Granger will be very happy to recognize you, but Hermione should have thought that this time allows both sides to have a more peaceful contact..."

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"Then Allen...you said before that we can all use magic..." Mrs. Granger's tone implicitly worry, "When Hermione's father has a distant relative in the wizarding world...but do I have wizards among my family ancestors? Am I a squin?"

Mr. Granger shook his wife's hand. He understood that if he became a wizard, and only his wife could not perform magic in the family, she would be even more lonely in this city.
Chapter completed!