This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Hermione, who sat quietly in the car, did not wait for long.

About 10 minutes later, Vincent, who came out of the Eggplant Restaurant, opened the car door for her very gentlemanly.

She gently took his hand to get out of the car, then took his arm and walked into the restaurant.

The light purple decoration gave people a unique and mysterious feeling.

Under the guidance of the waiter, the two came to the white table near the floor-to-ceiling glass on the second floor.

The tableware on the table was all decorated with white and purple ribbons, and a bottle of particularly conspicuous red wine was placed next to the lit candle in the middle.

Vincent frowned slightly, a little annoyed that he did not remind the lobby manager just now.

Although he was dressed like an adult, he was actually 18 years old next month.

And the red wine was too straightforward, Hermione blushed with shyness.

Vincent winked at the waiter, "Please change it to champagne for us, thank you."

"No need to bother." Hermione loosened her tightly clenched hands on her thighs and looked him in the eye. "If I drink a little bit, I shouldn't get drunk."

She occasionally drinks champagne or cocktails. The alcohol content of red wine is generally not high, so a little bit really won't make you drunk.

"Okay." Vincent signaled the waiter to prepare the appetizer.

Unlike normal orders, all the dishes for this dinner are decided by the chef.

Soon after the waiter poured the red wine into the decanter, the lobby manager with the dining cart arrived.

The appetizer was the freshly fried scallops at the table, which he was responsible for. He turned on the gas stove on the dining cart.

"Good evening, both of you. I am the lobby manager of Eggplant Restaurant, John Philip. You can call me JP."

JP then told a humorous British joke to liven up the atmosphere.

"Our restaurant opened last year. I was very impressed by the first guest because he was Indian. I asked him to wash his hands before dining."

It didn't sound like much at first, but it was hilarious when you think about it carefully.

Vincent was fine, and Hermione also smiled gracefully with her hands covering her mouth.

JP skillfully put snow-white scallops on the boiling butter in the pan.

"I was also very impressed by the second guest because she was a punk girl wearing headphones. I communicated with her in sign language for a long time. Later, she took off her headphones and I realized that she was a normal person, not a disabled person."

This lobby manager is very capable in satirizing the impoliteness of young people nowadays.

And his cooking skills are great. Not long after the second joke was told, two plates of golden scallops were perfectly cooked by him.

"Please enjoy your meal, I have to go back downstairs to prepare tableside dishes for another table of guests, and I have to tell the two stories I just told."

Another cold joke before leaving. He really knows how to liven up the atmosphere.

Vincent and Hermione picked up their knives and forks, cut off a small piece of scallop and put it in their mouths.

No additional seasoning is needed, the freshly cooked tableside dishes are always the freshest.

And there is no overcooked rubber taste, the oil temperature and heat are well controlled.

When the two had just finished the scallops, the waiter brought French bread as a side dish, and two small plates of Southeast Asian Thai fried shrimp.

"You two, please, can I pour you some wine?"

Vincent nodded gently.

Most red wines take 15 to 30 minutes to decant, and the longer the decanting time, the better.

The type of wine, the body, the state and personal taste preferences will have a subtle effect on the taste.

Since the waiter specifically reminded, this bottle of red wine, which seems to be produced in Bordeaux, France, should have reached the best drinking state.

Hermione picked up the goblet, clinked the glass with Vincent gently, and took a sip carefully.

It tastes slightly bitter at first, but soon a rich and heavy fruity flavor spreads from the tip of the tongue, and finally ends with a light sweetness.

It feels okay. Compared with champagne and cocktails, it is not delicious, but it is not too bad.

Vincent tasted something different.

The bitterness of ordinary red wine will remain in the mouth after entering the mouth. If it is a party or a party, it is of course no problem, but in the eyes of some restaurants that pay attention to details, it is an unbearable thing.

In order to minimize the impact on the taste of the food, their chef usually personally tastes different batches of red wine brewed by major wineries in various seasons until he finds one or more that satisfies him.

Hell's Chef Gordon Ramsay is obviously a person who pays great attention to details. Vincent thinks this dinner is more worth looking forward to.

Thai fried shrimp is a more appetizing sour and spicy taste, and the French bread accompanying the meal is nothing special.

If you have to say the advantages, it is only that it is not a "baguette".

The two did not wait too long, and the first main course came.

The grilled lamb chops sprinkled with rosemary have not yet been served, but the tempting aroma can be smelled from afar.

The center of the cut lamb chops is pink, tender and juicy, and the seasoning and cooking are both top-notch.

The second main course is the classic French pan-fried foie gras, but the chef is very innovative and uses a rich blueberry sauce.

The delicate taste of foie gras, paired with the fresh and sweet sauce, is simply unforgettable.

"Cheers!" The two took a sip of red wine.

The third main course is the specialty of the Hell Chef - Beef Wellington.

The preparation of Beef Wellington is quite complicated.

First, fry the fillet slightly, then spread a layer of mushroom sauce evenly, then wrap it with a layer of Parma ham, wrap it tightly with puff pastry and bake it in the oven.

Compared with ordinary steaks, Wellington steak has a richer taste.

The fresh fragrance of mushrooms, the tenderness and juiciness of fillet, and the crispy puff pastry, the three different flavors combine to bring a new and different flavor.

Before she knew it, Hermione was already drinking her second glass of red wine.

Her cheeks were slightly rosy, and her eyes were always erratic as she looked at Vincent sitting opposite.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No, I'm fine now."

She put down her knife and fork gracefully, "I think I'm the happiest person in the world now."

Vincent was full of surprise, "Shouldn't the happiest person in the world be me?"

Hermione covered her mouth and chuckled, "Are you so easily satisfied?"

"You too."

The dim light, the slightly tipsy state, the two people looking at each other.

The waiter holding the dessert was very tactful and quietly retreated.

Hermione drank the red wine in the goblet in one gulp, stood up and moved the chair next to Vincent.

After she sat down again, she boldly leaned into his arms and rested her head on his neck.

"I seem to be drunk."

Vincent put his arm around her shoulders and did not expose her lie, "Really? Then take a good rest here with me."

"Yeah." Hermione tilted her head and quietly pressed against his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat.

His heartbeat was full of strength, one after another.

She said she was drunk and needed to rest, but she stretched out her little hand and gently gestured something on his chest with her slender fingertips.

A letter "I", a heart, and a letter "U".

Vincent smiled lightly and hugged her tighter.

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