This Hogwarts is not normal

There is a street with a beautiful environment in northwest London, and the people living here are generally middle class.

Granger's house is a brown three-story villa with floor-to-ceiling windows on the side and a large private backyard.

In the spacious and bright living room, Hermione, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly threw aside the "Daily Prophet" in her hand, straightened up and hummed softly into the microphone next to her ear.

Her eyes looked at the coffee table in front of her.

There were several Italian newspapers on it, and a black silhouette of a man was circled in red ink.

Next to it is an open dictionary and notebook. The densely written words should be translated.

"You are still in the mood to tease me now. Have you already settled the matter in Italy?"

After receiving the affirmative answer, she unconsciously raised her little face.

"Congratulations, the new boss of Bugatti Automobiles AG.

Of course I know about the two super sports cars that were just unveiled at the Palace of Versailles in Paris the year before last.

The delivery lead time for such handmade sports cars is generally very long, and even if Uncle Eric is willing to add money, Aunt Evelyn will not agree."

This time it was her turn to go silent.

After a few seconds, Vincent's voice sounded again.

Hermione replied with a smile on her face:

"It's not hard to guess. I'm sure it's because of your draft."

She opened the first page of her notebook, and there was a drawing of a sports car with a rounded shape.

"I have a good memory. You said it would be built next year at the earliest.

I still remember Aunt Evelin said that your ancestors were car makers, so you have to make progress when cooperating with the Volkswagen Group, right?"

After receiving Vincent's reluctant compliment, she seemed to become even more proud.

"Do you need me to keep it a secret? I'm not a loudmouth like Fred and George.

Daphne? Then I will only tell her one."

Chris, who had returned from watering the backyard, heard her laughter as soon as he came in.

He grinned proudly, completely opposite to his usual behavior.

When I saw him, I calmed down a little, but the smile on my little face was still there.

"Chris, Hermione, dinner is ready-" Jane's voice sounded from the kitchen.

Hermione covered the phone and said, "I'm coming, Mom."

Then she let go of her little hand and said, "I won't tell you for now, it's dinner time at our house."

Chris shook his head and walked at the front.

Granger's restaurant is not big, but it is full of warmth everywhere.

Hermione was in a good mood and went into the kitchen to help.

Soon, the table was filled with British family dishes.

This was the first time for Mr. and Mrs. Granger to see their daughter so happy.

She always eats very quickly, but today she actually ate it slowly and with flavor.

Chris hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded towards Jane who looked suspicious.

I'm not sure, but it's most likely because of Wayne's phone number.

Jane pushed the half-eaten piece of roast beef in front of her,

"Baby, you have a great appetite today."

Hermione took back the fork she held in the air with some embarrassment.

"Maybe it's because I exercised a lot today, but I feel very hungry now."

"Eat more." Chris pushed the fish and chips in front of him,

"You are growing up now, so don't go hungry."

She lowered her head, as if she was shy.

Mr. and Mrs. Granger looked at each other.

Jane pretended to be casual, "I'm going to France next week. Why don't we go shopping on Oxford Street tomorrow?"

Oxford Street is located in the West End of London and is the UK's premier shopping street.

There are more than 300 of the world's largest shopping malls on the 1.25-mile street, and more than 30 million global tourists come here every year for sightseeing and shopping.

Hermione nodded, "Mom, I just remembered that I didn't buy a few things."

Chris narrowed his eyes slightly, "Didn't we buy everything on the list before?"

"Dad, there's also sunscreen!" She raised her head sharply,

"By the way, I also need to buy more film."

Mr. and Mrs. Granger looked at each other again.

It’s a rare trip to France, and of course you’ll get to Corsica, known as the “Seaside Paradise”.

The Balombagea Beach there has beautiful scenery and is a good photography location.

Seeing the mysterious smiles on Chris and Jane's lips, Hermione suddenly realized something and forked a large piece of roast beef.

She seemed to be hiding something, and she seemed to be really hungry.

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Wayne's house on the other side.

"She guessed that our family acquired Bugatti." Vincent at the dining table shrugged.

"It should be to test whether I really don't feel uncomfortable, but I heard her tone is more like showing off."

Sam sneered at his words,

"What's wrong with the little girl showing off? Can't you just give her a few compliments?"

"I said that."

"Well...it can't be said that she is showing off."

Vincent looked at his parents who were full of doubts, "Hermione is very curious and will always find answers in her own way."

Sam muttered something, "Aren't the British all gentlemen? Why do they even bully little girls..."

"I can hear it."

"Isn't that what you heard?"

Vincent rolled his eyes at him, "Hermione was born in 1979, a full 10 months older than me."

"Well...she's just a child."

"me too."

Sam shook his head fiercely, "Are all children today so mature?

That's right, after all, I can play with you, and my thoughts will definitely not be simple."

Vincent blinked his big eyes, expressing that he was really a simple child.

The Waynes were amused by his antics.

My son is a master of food, and he is certainly not simple in his thinking. As for his body...

Evelin teased: "Baby, you must not imitate your father."

Eric immediately turned dark and said, "I was very innocent back then."

"Falling in love at 14, having sex at 15, and becoming the most famous playboy in Eton at 16, right?"

"Cough cough cough cough..."

The brighter Evelin's smile became, the more embarrassed he appeared.

Vincent forked a piece of lamb leg and said, "Mom and Dad, if you don't eat it, it will get cold."

Tender, juicy and delicious!

Eric received the hint from his eyes and quickly put the golden fried fish on the plate in front of Evelin.

"Honey, eat it while it's hot."

Sam looked right at Vincent and forward at the Waynes.

How cool are you now, and how miserable will you be after you get married?

He shook his head hard again, twisted the fries with his hands and dipped them in ketchup.

British family cuisine, American way of eating.

After dinner, the family of three sat in the living room and watched TV.

The London Police Department has offered a reward of 1,000 pounds to Sirius, so Fudge probably has no other option.

"Dad, ours isn't the only gun shop in London, right?"

"There are a total of 6 legal ones, and there are probably more than a dozen illegal ones."

Eric's old friend Kyle is the police chief, so the "gun" in Sirius's hand should not be suspicious of them.

A metal wand that Muggles use to kill each other?

Fudge's metaphor is really bad.

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