Drink Black Tea Calmly at Hogwarts

The weather is good today, it's windy and sunny, it's not windy, it's not raining, and there's sun in the sky.

When it was five minutes before three o'clock in the afternoon, Mr. and Mrs. Owen prepared tea in the garden, preparing to receive the guests who would arrive at three o'clock in the afternoon.

Since their son Michael Owen went to Hogwarts two months ago, the Owens have also come to that colorful world together.

The Owens first received an invitation from the family of Mr. Andrew Hanna, who lived across the door. Only then did Mrs. Owen know that the somewhat eccentric neighbor who lived across from them was actually a wizard. No wonder they occasionally visited them nearby. An owl is flying.

In that invitation that surprised and unforgettable the Owens, they saw all kinds of magical magic used in daily life, and got news that there were several other wizarding families in their community.

After some careful consideration, the Owens decided to set up a seven-star stove, boil three rivers in a copper kettle, set up a table of eight immortals, entertain sixteen parties, and invite all the bigwigs in the community to come to their home and pay their respects to the mountain gate and the pier.

At three o'clock sharp, the Hanna couple brought wizards such as Jimmy Rose, John McCartney and Mark Wright and their friends to the Irving couple's home.

At the end, Mr. Hanna introduced the last visitor to the Owens: "This is Mr. Granger from London. He is the president of the Muggle Parents' Mutual Aid Association."

Seeing the blank expressions on Mr. and Mrs. Owen's faces, Mr. Granger explained to them: "Mrs. and Mr. Owen, my wife and I are ordinary people like you. Our children are all in Hogwarts." A wizard who attends school.”

"Because many parents like us are ignorant or even prejudiced against wizards, wizard children in some families are prejudiced and even abused. For example, they are treated like monsters, cannot appear in front of guests, and have to live in a room without their own room. In the cupboard.”

"So my wife and I contacted some parents like us to form the Muggle Parents Mutual Aid Association, trying to help families where there are communication barriers or even prejudices between ordinary parents and wizard children."

The idea of ​​setting up the "Muggle Parents' Mutual Aid Association" began when the Grangers learned about Harry Potter's tragic childhood life. After in-depth discussions with the Weasleys and the help of Hermione, This non-profit amateur organization was established.

Mr. and Mrs. Irving are also very interested in this organization. Mr. Irving said: "I think we already need your help. There are many things in Irving's letter that we can't understand. For example, he is now obsessed with riding a broomstick." Flying in the sky, there is also a sport called 'Quidditch' played on a broomstick."

"No problem." Mr. Granger said, taking out a business card from his pocket and handing it to Mr. Irving. "Since our members are all over England, Scotland and Wales, this makes meetings between our members somewhat complicated. Trouble. So we usually use the Internet to communicate. You only need to join the chat group behind the business card to connect with everyone."

"Thank you." Mr. Owen put away the business card, "I thought we also used owls to communicate."

Mr. Granger said with a smile: "Of course we ordinary people have to use our own methods. As technology develops, ordinary people will not lag behind wizards in some fields."

In the following time, the guests first introduced the knowledge about broomsticks and Quidditch to the Owens, and then mentioned the recent unrest in the magical society.

"So we ordinary people seem to have no power to fight back against those evil wizards?" Mrs. Owen asked worriedly.

Then the wizards present all looked at Mr. Granger.

Mr. and Mrs. Owen, who noticed their move, also looked at Mr. Granger strangely.

"A few years ago, I beat up the now-villainous Minister of Magic with my fists." Mr. Granger said with some embarrassment, "I also took advantage of his underestimation to attack him secretly."

After Lao Ma became the Minister of Magic, some people naturally disliked him, so for a period of time, his dark history frequently appeared in the Daily Prophet.

"Don't worry about your safety. As long as you call the police as soon as possible, we and the Aurors will be there quickly." The young wizard Mark Wright said to the Owens, "If necessary, you can give in to fight for some time."

After this pleasant afternoon tea, the Owen family began to integrate into the surrounding wizarding community.

What the Irvings didn't expect was that things would change so quickly.

That morning, when Mr. Irving came to the garage after breakfast and prepared to drive to London for a meeting, Mr. Irving, who was sitting in the car, suddenly heard a fierce quarrel in front of the door of the Hanna family opposite.

Four men wearing black robes and black hoods appeared in front of the door of Hanna's house, arguing with Mr. Hanna through the door panel. Mr Owen heard the words "pay tax" and "window tax" included in the voice coming from the other side.

Mr. Owen, who has extensive research on British economic history, can be sure that the other party was not sent by the British Treasury, because the British window tax was abolished in 1851.

Not long after, the black-robed wizards who came to "collect taxes" pulled out their wands and pointed them at the door of Hanna's house.

At this moment, several bright lights shot at these black-robed wizards from a distance. It was Jimmy Rose, John McCartney and Mark Wright who came to help, and Mark Wright even sat down Came here with a flying broom.

"If I can ride a broom like this, then I won't be troubled by traffic jams in London." Mr. Owen thought enviously as he looked at the broom flying in the sky.

However, an explosion brought Mr. Irving, who was obsessed with flying on a broomstick over London and laughing at the traffic jam on the ground, back to reality.

A black-robed wizard used some kind of magic to blow open the door of Hanna's house. The thick smoke rising from the door blocked the view into the house.

At this time, Jimmy Ross was already lying on the ground, and his twitching body showed that he was not dead yet.

Mr. Owen, who had seen a battle between wizards for the first time, huddled in the cab, hoping that the black-robed wizards would not discover him.

At this moment, there was another crisp explosion, followed by the shouts of more people.

Mr. Irving, whose curiosity overcame his desire to survive, slowly raised his head. Through the car window, he saw a group of wizards wearing some kind of uniforms and military combat uniforms besieging the four black-robed wizards. Soon a black-robed wizard He was knocked down.

At this moment, Mr. Irving heard his wife's screams from behind the door of his home. He turned his head and saw his wife covering her mouth with her hands and looking at the fight outside the door in panic.

The black-robed wizards noticed Mrs. Owen's cry, and they immediately rushed towards the Owen family's house.

Realizing that the situation was not good, the reinforcements immediately tried desperately to stop the three black-robed wizards, but the black-robed wizard who rushed at the front used his fallen companion as a shield and easily broke through the opponent's defense line.

When the second black-robed wizard was defeated, the other one also used his companion as a shield.

The reinforcements were caught off guard, and the two people standing in front of the black-robed wizard fell to the ground injured.

When Mr. Owen in the car saw two black-robed wizards covering each other back to back and about to rush to the front of his yard, his mind went blank. The image of his wife falling to the ground like everyone else flashed through his mind.

Mr. Owen, whose hands and feet were trembling, subconsciously sat down and started the car as quickly as possible, put it into gear, stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the two black-robed wizards.