Hogwarts: Start with A Divorce and Marry Hermione Backhanded

After being slapped by reality.

Braun was also quick to perked up.

As a man with a Gold Finger, let's use Gold Finger honestly.

Then he picked up the ten-centimeter book of "A Thousand Plants and Ferns" and read it.

This book is arguably the most basic introduction to Potions.

It needs to be memorized.

Since his [Apothecary] talent can enhance his memory of Potions knowledge.

Then you will not be polite yourself.

The back is over.

Braun, who was a scumbag in his previous life, finally felt the joy of learning at this moment.

Look at it once and read it twice and quickly memorize it.

This feeling has to be said to be really cool.

But happy times are always short-lived.

Soon a knock on the door interrupted Braun's thoughts, waking him up from the ocean of knowledge.

"Who?"

"Little young master, it's Dobby! The old man said to let Dobby call the little young master to eat. ”

The voice is a little shrill when he speaks.

Braun frowned and looked at the clock on the wall to see that the hands had pointed to half-past six.

And this time is the time for dinner at their house.

I took a deep breath.

Braun closed the book.

"Dobby, take me to the restaurant."

Braun opened the door and said to the house-elf in front of him, who was about one meter six old with green skin bats and big ears.

"Okay little young master."

This one was wearing a sheet, and some old house-elves said respectfully.

Although surprised by Braun's order, he obediently stood in front and led the way.

Braun followed.

Try to smile at the house-elves whose heads have been cut off and hung on the wall as decorations.

and portraits of ancestors who have exchanged ears.

To be honest, if it weren't for the strong psychological quality, Braun would have been intimidated by these things.

Some of the memories of the original body are vague.

For example, about the restaurant road and these portraits and decorations.

It's like people subconsciously ignoring what is everywhere around them.

But this is bitter for Wang Xuan.

The journey was terrifying.

Especially the portraits still like to stare at him and laugh.

Wang Xuan had to stop from time to time to say hello to them.

"Grandpa..."

Wang Xuan respectfully greeted the white-haired old man in the frame in front of him.

The old man is much more kind than the other portraits, but the ancestral hooked nose has not changed.

At the moment, his tone was a little excited:

"Oh, my dear child Braun, you really surprised me just now.

Your magic riot is simply outrageous! Believe me!

You will definitely become a great potions master in the future!

Much better than that idiot of your dad.

He had to fail even a dozen times for a simple acne potion, and to be honest I really doubt if he was my own! ”

"Hey! Father. I'm not that bad, okay? ”

Mr. Foley rolled his eyes and looked at the portrait helplessly.

Although the portrait in front of him is not a magical creation made by his father through some magical means, it still contains part of his father's memories.

So he is still very respectful to the portrait.

The old man in the frame snorted.

Some were dissatisfied and left, apparently to show off the news with other portraits.

"Okay, let's go. How did you go so slowly this time? ”

"Sorry Dad, I feel a little weak."

"Nothing, right?"

Representative Foley is concerned.

Now his son is a baby, but he can't bump it.

He was still waiting for his son to revitalize the family.

As the portrait says, become a great potions master and revive the reputation of the Foley family.

Braun shook his head:

"It's okay, I just feel like my body is empty. Sleep and you'll be fine. ”

Only then did Mr. Foley breathe a sigh of relief:

"It's okay, it's because the magic power in your body disappeared because of the magic riot.

It won't be like that when they recover again.

Okay, let's go.

Otherwise, your mother will not be able to wait for a while. ”

Braun nodded obediently.

Don't dare to delay any longer.

Through the memory of the original body, he knew that his mother was a well-bred and noblewoman most of the time.

But when he makes a mistake, it becomes a different story.

It seems to be the instinct of the body, thinking of this.

The body couldn't help but shiver.

"Why did you come so late?"

Mrs. Foley frowned.

She seemed to be dissatisfied with her son's unpunctuality, but she didn't say much because her relatives were present.

After complaining, he asked his son to sit down.

"Cousin Foley, you didn't know how handsome you were when you were in a magic riot just now!"

A little red-haired girl sat next to Braun and excitedly told him about her magic riot just now.

Braun listened with interest, nodding his head in agreement with the girl from time to time.

Of course he knew the group in front of him, Ginny, the youngest daughter of the Weasleys.

But what he didn't expect was that he and the Weasley family were related.

Her mother was also Mrs. Weasley's sister.

This was a bit unexpected to him.

After all, Mrs. Weasley was both in appearance and temperament compared to her mother.

None of them can find the slightest similarity.

Pull up to strangers and say they are sisters, and absolutely no one will believe them.

But the truth is that they are sisters.

Ginny clenched her little fists indignantly:

"Cousin Foley, it's so nice to me that you're not a squib!

So you can go to school just like Ronald!

I believe that those pure-blood families would be stunned if they knew that you had such powerful magical powers!

You don't know what they looked like just now! ”*