Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Snake Have?

But when he opened the bedroom door, he was surprised to see his wife sitting on the sofa chair in the living room, holding a thick copy of the Daily Prophet and listening to the news on the TV. hookup.

"What did you have for dinner today?"

Tyrande threw the newspaper on the coffee table, raised her head and asked, she rubbed her forehead and said to her husband:

"I feel a little uncomfortable during dinner today..."

"Shall I get you some honey cake? Or make a pot of soup? I remember I bought some recipes..."

The Duke of Eaton seemed unhappy to see his wife, and he immediately arrived:

"Oh, by the way, I also bought a bottle of whiskey."

After saying that, he hurriedly took out the bottle of whiskey from the wine cabinet, and was about to go to the refrigerator to take out two pieces of beef, slice them and fry them. He still remembered that his little girl loved this dish the most.

Evans' expression became strange. She stared at her father for a long time before whispering:

"No...it's not the whiskey I want...it's..."

"Who asked you to drink whiskey?"

Tyrande's voice became cold:

"Is it your mother? Or your uncle?"

"No, it's not."

Evans quickly shook his head:

"Yes...it's Melinda, the Paris police chief. She asked me to buy her some whiskey. I forgot her name...

Evans suddenly felt shy.

"Melinda? Paris?!"

Tyrande's eyes flashed with anger, and she gritted her teeth and said:

"How come I didn't know that Melinda has been appointed as the deputy director of the New York City Bureau? You actually hid this from me?!"

"Uh, I don't know either."

Duke Eaton scratched his scalp and said with some embarrassment:

"I just arrived in London last night and just woke up this morning... By the way, I stayed in London all night last night. I moved my secret base to London. All my personal belongings and my office Here, I plan to stay here permanently, and I have already asked for leave for you."

"When will you resign?" Tyrande asked suppressing his anger.

"I have resigned from my boss, my employer..."

The Duke of Eaton shrugged his shoulders and said:

"I am now the deputy principal of the London Police College. You see, I am a very competent professor..."

Duke Eaton pointed to the "History of Magic: Horleta" hanging on the wall.

It was a huge oil painting, depicting three people wearing gorgeous black wizard uniforms, with their backs to the camera, chatting with their friends.

Evans had seen the three figures from behind, and she had spoken to them.

She even hugged them and gave them gifts.

"Eton!"

Tyrande grabbed Eaton's arm, her eyes were sharp, staring at her husband:

"Why would you? Why would you want to become a policeman? Are you crazy?!"

"Do you remember? Eton, I told you, I don't want you to continue to stay in Hogwarts..."

"NO, I have not."

Duke of Eaton shook his head and tried to explain to his wife:

"I originally planned to resign and change jobs after working at St. Mungo's Medical Surgery Center for a period of time. However, the reality is always unexpected. I can guarantee now that I am very happy here..."

He pointed to the bottle of whiskey next to him:

"You see, I'm not only the vice-principal of the police academy now, I also have a silver shop and a pet shop... My income is much more than before, and I also bought a manor, and I also have a beautiful set of Garden house, I am no longer short of money, Annie will also make money, and our family can live very well in London."