Harry Potter and the Beyonder Heir

London, the country of Ying.

Because of Christmas, London today is very different.

The old streets, lined with typical shops that continue the cultural precipitation, are decorated with Christmas decorations today, and you can see the festive atmosphere everywhere.

It was already approaching noon, and all families were about to start preparing for a sumptuous family meal in the evening, and every traditional Chinese was no exception.

The same goes for the Hermiones.

“Hermione, didn’t you say you were going out with your friends at noon, and he hasn’t come yet?” Mrs. Granger, who was tidying up the home’s arrangements and preparing for the evening meal, still holding a broom in her hand, suddenly poked her head into Hermione’s house and asked.

Hermione had been saying something in the morning, she was going out with her friends at noon, but it was almost past noon, and there was no movement, and Mrs. Granger was puzzled.

“Don’t ask me again, he might be right here, after all… He promised me. Lying on the table in her room, Hermione responded with some confidence.

She was talking about Wilkes, and a few days earlier, she had sent a letter to Wilkes inviting him to her house, and he had replied, saying that it was okay and that he would take her to a place she had never been before.

Hermione had been looking forward to this for days, but now…

“He may have something delayed, and the meeting will come later.” Hermione held her chin in both hands, comforting herself a little, and muttered to herself.

Mrs. Granger shook her head helplessly, so she continued to clean up the house, and she didn’t say anything more about her daughter’s appearance, just gently closed her door.

Looking up at the white snow that was falling outside the house, Hermione was a little disappointed, this was the first time she invited someone to play in her house, and she didn’t expect to be released with pigeons.

Thinking about it, Hermione suddenly sat up, pulled out the drawer, and saw that in the drawer, there was a golden crown lying quietly, like a phoenix spreading its wings, inlaid with blue gems.

It was the Ravenclaw crown of gold.

Hermione looked at the golden crown, her face immediately flushed, and she remembered the scene when Wilkes gave it to herself before the Christmas break.

And finally, she actually took the initiative to step forward…

And because of it, Hermione’s Christmas holidays, lived a fulfilling life, Rowena Ravenclaw’s intellectual legacy, for her, this may be the most suitable gift for her in this world.

“Why don’t you come yet.” Hermione weighed the drawer and lay on the table, her face flushed, but she wasn’t unhappy because Wilkes was late.

She knew Wilkes well, and if she was late, there must really be something important.

But even knowing this clearly, Hermione was inevitably a little dull, worried about Wilkes, whether he was in some trouble, and his cheeks were rosy and cranky, looking forward to his arrival.

“Hmph!” Thinking about it, she snorted in her heart, huffed and secretly decided, and said with a hard mouth: “When he comes, I will definitely not be easy…”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

At this moment, suddenly there was a sound of clapping, interrupting Hermione’s words, and almost instantly, she was startled and immediately jumped up from the stool and took a step back.

“Who is it?!”

Hermione immediately exclaimed, following the direction of the voice, looking up, but the next moment, her eyes widened.

I saw that at this moment, outside the window, there was actually one… Cat?

A beige cat.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The cat was half-crouched, raising a paw, still tapping the window glass, with a lion-like tail behind it, swaying while staring at Hermione with both eyes.

“What a cute cat!” When Hermione saw clearly that it was a cat that was making the noise, her eyes immediately lit up, and then she stepped forward, opened the window, and picked it up.

“Meow~”

The cat she picked up, in Hermione’s arms, barked meekly, but the two cat paws pulled, “glared”, and jumped onto the table.

Hermione smiled pink, revealing two dimples.

Although she doesn’t know whose cat it is, she has never had any resistance to cats, so she can’t help it, reaching out and touching the cat’s head.

“Meow~” For Hermione’s touch, the cat did not resist, just looked out the window and barked at Hermione.

Seeing this, Hermione tilted her head and looked at the cat on the table curiously, feeling that this cat seemed to be different, very intelligent, and the action just now, as if signaling her, looked out the window.

She didn’t think so, picked up the cat again, followed the trend curiously, walked slowly to the window, and looked at the community street outside the window.

The street of the neighborhood was no different, covered with a thin layer of snow, only a black figure, which stood particularly abrupt in the snow, and stood across the street, looking at Hermione in the room and smiling lightly.

In an instant, Hermione suddenly leaned out of the window halfway, and exclaimed with a look of surprise:

“Wilkes!!”

(ps:02-01 update, for the first time I felt like I was watered once.) ）_

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