This Hogwarts isn't normal.

There is a beautiful street in northwest London, where most of the people living here are middle-class people.

The Granger family is a small brown three-story villa with glass 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 the Daily Prophet in her hand aside, straightened up and hummed into the microphone beside 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 was an open dictionary and notebook, and the densely written words should be translated.

"You are still in the mood to tease me now, have you already settled the Italian matter?"

After getting a positive answer, she raised her little face unconsciously.

"Congratulations, the new boss of Bugatti Automobile AG.

Of course I know, the two super sports cars were unveiled at the Palace of Versailles in Paris two years ago.

The delivery cycle of this kind of handmade sports car is generally very long. Even if Uncle Eric is willing to pay more, Aunt Yin Fulin will not agree."

[To be honest, I have been using the source switching app to read books and follow the updates recently. It can switch sources and has many reading tones. It is available for Android and Apple. ]

This time it was her turn to be 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 the notebook, which showed a sports car with a rounded shape.

"I have a good memory. You said it would be built as early as next year.

I still remember Aunt Yin Fulin said that your ancestors were car builders. The cooperation with Volkswagen Group is to speed up the progress, right?"

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

"Do you need me to keep it a secret? I'm not like Fred and George, who are both big mouths.

Daphne? Then I'll only tell her one."

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

She grinned with pride, which was completely different from her usual behavior.

She restrained herself a little when she saw him, but the smile on her little face was still there.

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

Hermione covered the microphone, "I'm here, Mom."

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

Chris shook his head and walked in front.

The Granger family's dining room is not big, but it is full of warmth everywhere.

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

Soon, the table was filled with British family dishes.

It was the first time that the Grangers saw their daughter so happy.

She always ate quickly, but today she tasted it slowly and with relish.

Chris hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded to Jane, who was full of suspicion.

I'm not sure, but it's probably because of the call from Wayne's house.

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

"Baby, you have a good appetite today."

Hermione put back the fork in the air with some embarrassment,

"Maybe I exercised a lot today, I feel very hungry now."

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

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

She lowered her head, as if she was shy.

The Grangers looked at each other.

Jane pretended to be nonchalant, "I'm going to travel to France next week, why don't we go to Oxford Street tomorrow?"

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

The 25-mile-long street is home to more than 300 world-class shopping malls, and more than 30 million tourists from all over the world visit it for sightseeing and shopping every year.

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

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

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

"By the way, buy more film."

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

It's a rare trip to France, so of course you have to go to Corsica, which is known as the "seaside paradise".

The Palombaggia Beach there has beautiful scenery and is a good place for photography.

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

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

...

...

The Wayne family on the other side.

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

"She should be testing whether I'm really not feeling bad, but I heard her tone more like she's showing off."

Sam sneered at his words,

"What's wrong with a little girl showing off? Can't you be more generous and give a few compliments? "

"I said it."

"Uh... that doesn't mean she's showing off."

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

Sam hummed something, "Aren't all the British gentlemen? How come they even bully little girls..."

"I can hear it."

"If you hear it, it doesn't mean it's not true?"

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

"Uh... She's just a child."

"Me too."

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

That's right, after all, she can play with you, so her mind must not be that simple."

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

The Waynes were amused by his funny performance.

Their own son is a person who likes to judge people by their appearance, so his mind must not be simple, as for his body...

Yin Fulin teased, "Baby, don't learn from your father."

Eric immediately blackened his face, "I was also very simple back then."

"Dating at the age of 14, cheating at the age of 15, and becoming the most famous playboy in Yinton at the age of 16, right?"

"Cough cough cough cough..."

The brighter Yin Fulin's smile, the more embarrassed he was.

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

Tender and juicy, delicious!

Eric received the eye hint and quickly forked the golden fried fish onto the plate in front of Yin Fulin.

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

Sam looked at Vincent to the right and then at the Waynes.

How cool he is now, how miserable he will be after marriage?

He shook his head fiercely again and picked up the French fries with his hands and dipped them in ketchup.

British family food, American way of eating.

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

The London Police Department offered a reward of 1,000 pounds for Sirius, and Fudge should have no other way.

"Dad, our family is not the only gun store 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 sheriff, and the "gun" in Sirius's hand should not be suspected of being on them.

The metal wand that Muggles use to kill each other?

Fudge's metaphor is really bad.

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