Hogwarts: Breaking off the engagement at the beginning and marrying Hermione instead

Brown sat in the car and looked at the scenery outside calmly.

This was the first time he had come to London in two lives.

To be honest, it was not as good as he had imagined.

Perhaps because of the snow, the air was not too bad.

But it still smelled of dust.

It even hurt him a little when he inhaled it into his throat.

The car soon drove to a rather luxurious wealthy area.

On this street, every household has a separate villa.

It seemed that it was because it was too early at this moment.

Everyone was either having breakfast or not getting up yet.

People who used to walk their dogs and jog in the morning also stopped because of the heavy snow.

But despite the desertedness, the festive atmosphere can still be seen.

The car slowly stopped in front of a villa.

The villa is not particularly luxurious.

The surface of the outer wall even looked mottled due to the erosion of rain.

But even so, being able to own a villa in this place in London where every inch of land is worth a lot of money can also show how rich Brown's uncle is.

"Come in, Braun! It's too cold outside, come in and warm up."

Joanna saw Braun standing outside in a daze and shouted with a smile

"Yes, Aunt Joanna."

""Mom, Cousin Brown is a little strange too."

Pauline whispered

"Your cousin just hasn't seen such a house, so he's a little curious."

Joanna touched her daughter's head and said lovingly.

She thought Brown was stunned because it was his first time seeing a Muggle building.

Pauline couldn't help but say with a little pride:

"Our house is the biggest!

None of the classmates in our class have houses as big as ours!"

""Abel, you are thoughtful."

Albert couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the room that was exactly the same as the one he had come here before.

There were not many things in the room, just a desk and a bed.

And they all looked quite old.

But even so, these things did not look old.

Instead, they looked clean and new.

It was obvious that someone came here to clean regularly.

"I didn't. I just didn't want the house to be too dirty, so I asked someone to clean it."

Abel said indifferently.

But there was some happiness in his eyes.

Albert Fry did not expose his brother. He just wandered around the bedroom slowly, touching this and that and sighing from time to time.

After about an hour, everyone sat at the table and started chatting.

"Abel, you wrote to me some time ago saying that you had something important to tell me. Can you tell me now?"

Mr. Foley asked happily as he drank a sip of tea.

Abel did not speak, but instead pulled his daughter over.

"I want you to check my daughter's talent."

Albert raised his eyebrows.

Instead, he asked:

"Why not wait for the letter from Hogwarts?

I think according to Pauline's age, if she has talent, she should receive a letter next year.

Also, has Pauline's magic gone riot?"

"I have no idea……"

Mr. Abel said with some distress.

Although he was a Squib and could use magic items, he could not observe the talent of a young wizard like a real wizard.

He looked at his brother who looked a little disappointed.

Mr. Foley sighed.

"I'll help you see if her magic power is good enough to enroll in school."

Pauline was confused by what her father and uncle said.

What kind of magic power?

Was she acting out a play?

"Pauline, come to your uncle."

Albert said with a kind smile.

Pauline hesitated and was a little resistant to Mr. Foley, a strange relative.

But after hearing her father's words, she walked to Albert obediently.

Albert muttered a string of spells.

Then he put his palm on Pauline's head.

Not long after, he took it off again.

At this moment, Pauline widened her eyes.

She looked at Mr. Foley with some disbelief.

She even rubbed her eyes, wondering if she had seen it wrong from time to time.

The scene of Mr. Foley just now was really too shocking.

After he chanted the spell, bursts of milky white light began to emerge from his hands.

When this big hand was pressed on Pauline's head, the white light began to change in various ways.

It was very beautiful.

But when she looked again, the light seemed to disappear.

What she saw just now was just her illusion

"How is it?"

Abel asked nervously.

Mr. Foley sighed.

This made Abel a little disappointed, as if he knew the result.

But before his wife could comfort him,

Mr. Foley grinned and said:

"Congratulations! Abel!

Although Polly's magic power is not very high, there is no doubt that she has unconsciously had a magic riot!

And she was able to be admitted to Hogwarts!"

"Really, really?"

Abel's voice was trembling.

Not being able to become a wizard was a pain in his life.

And he didn't want his daughter to be like him, a Muggle or a Squib. She seemed to be able to live a carefree life but didn't know the truth of the world.

"Of course! My test... Ouch!"

Before I could finish my sentence, I was punched in the nose.

"Shit! Abel! You hit me!"

Mr. Foley covered his nose, as if he was recalling his childhood, although it was not a very wonderful time.

"Who told you to lie to me!

I thought you would be more mature after having a child, but I didn't expect you to be as bad as before."

"Ah! I was just kidding you! You dare to hit your brother? Let me teach you a lesson!"

As he said this, he punched Abel.

Abel's originally smug expression instantly turned into pain.

There was also a black eye on his face.

"Albert! You still love sneak attacks like before! I'll teach you a lesson!"

"……"

Albert, who was sitting at the table, said uneasily:

""Mom, why don't you pull Dad and Uncle Abel apart?" Millie Foley glanced at the two brothers on the ground and said nonchalantly:

"It's ok, son. Your dad and your uncle Abel will stop playing when they have enough fun. This is their unique way of communicating." ps Ask for data

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