This Hogwarts isn't normal.

After coming out of the Greek Ministry of Magic, Vincent and Hermione saw that it was still early, so they returned to the city of Athens to have a good stroll.

Follow the Corinth Canal to the beautiful town of Nafplio in the Peloponnese Peninsula, then take a look at the Acropolis of Mycenae from a distance, and then arrive at the Amphitheater of Darus at the ruins of Epidaurus .

Athens is truly the cradle of Western civilization, and every place has thousands of years of history.

The two of them, who were a little tired from shopping, walked into the huge semi-circular amphitheater surrounded by lush green plants and sat on seats that were carved out of the rock and resembled steps.

Vincent took out a box of strawberry ice cream he had just bought in the town.

Thanks to the magic of preservation, the ice cream didn't melt at all.

He first gave Hermione half a spoonful of it.

"How does it taste?"

“Exceptionally delicious!”

Taking a sip of ice cream on a hot summer day makes you feel like you have the whole summer in your hands.

Vincent scooped himself a spoonful.

The fresh strawberries are really delicious, and since the ice cream has not been hardened, the soft texture is particularly delicate, round and fragrant.

Just like this, you take a spoonful and I take a spoonful. The two of them quietly look at the tourists below and take photos.

Looking at it, Hermione suddenly turned her head quietly and looked at Vincent.

She gently slid the magic communicator on her wrist and secretly pointed it at him to take a photo.

Seeing that he didn't seem to notice, she secretly took a few more pictures with a secret smile on her face.

She turned slightly sideways, carefully raised her hand, and pointed the magic communicator at her front face and his side face.

After taking the photo, she looked back nervously.

Vincent still didn't seem to notice. She turned off the camera function with satisfaction, a proud smile on her lips, and gently leaned her head on his shoulder.

"Which country are we going to tomorrow?"

"Denmark and Finland." Vincent ate the last bite of ice cream.

Hermione stared at the empty box and suddenly realized something.

"Have you discovered that I was secretly filming you?"

Vincent patted her little head, "Please, I personally upgraded your magic communicator, how could I not have noticed it."

Hermione raised her mouth slightly, "It must be because I moved too much."

In fact, he noticed it from the beginning, but it was rare to see his girlfriend's cute side, so he pretended not to notice it the whole time.

She looks quite cute now with her little mouth turned up.

Vincent turned on the camera function of the magic communicator worn on his wrist, and before she could react, he took a photo openly.

Hermione puffed up her cheeks and said, "Why are you secretly filming me?"

"How can I not." Vincent shook his wrist slightly, "I am an upright Mingpai."

He took several more photos in succession, and Hermione was so angry that she stretched out her little hand to grab the magic communicator on his wrist.

Vincent didn't notice and was pushed down on the stone steps by her.

The two looked at each other, and there was a subtle atmosphere surrounding them.

Hermione sat up with a blushing face and glanced at the tourists around her evasively.

In public, luckily no one noticed.

Seeing that she was no longer shy, Vincent also sat up.

He didn't feel embarrassed. Instead, he smiled evilly and leaned into her ear, "Should we go back to the hotel?"

The blush spread from her ears to her neck.

She lowered her head and subconsciously let out a soft "hmm".

But soon, she opened her eyes wide and held her little hands in front of her body, "You...are you going to do something to me?"

Vincent raised his hand with a magic communicator and blinked at her with an innocent face, "No, you may have misunderstood."

Hermione finally realized that she had just been secretly photographed again.

It's really bad to always bully her.

Those photos must be ugly and I have to find a way to delete them.

Her bright big eyes flickered for a moment, and she suddenly put her little hand on Vincent's shoulder.

He was stunned, "Uh... are you angry?"

Hermione shook her head, took the initiative to lean towards him, and blew gently into his ear.

Vincent shuddered.

Something was wrong, his girlfriend couldn't be so proactive.

Hermione's red lips were close to his ear, "You seem to be a little too much lately."

"Uh...actually I..." As soon as Vincent opened his mouth, she pushed him down on the stone steps again.

Hermione placed her small hands gently on his strong chest.

She looked at him condescendingly, her eyes full of slyness, "Mr. Wayne, you have done too many bad things, but you will be punished."

Vincent was about to sit up with support, but his hand was firmly held down by her other little hand.

Before he could react, the magic communicator on his wrist had been taken off.

Hermione waved her little hand triumphantly, "You're not thinking wrong, are you?"

He was actually teased again.

As soon as Vincent sat up, she had already stood up and came to the stone steps above.

"Mr. Wayne, do you want to chase me?"

He chased after him without saying a word.

Hermione hadn't run a few steps when he hugged her tightly from behind.

She didn't resist, "The way you chase girls is too rough, isn't it?"

Vincent gently let go of her, "I'm not afraid that you will fall."

After more than 2,500 years, although the stone steps and seats of the Dalus Amphitheater have not been damaged, their surface has long been pitted.

Hermione was still wearing high heels, and it would be really easy for her to fall if she ran too fast.

Vincent's thoughtfulness made her feel warm in her heart.

She turned around, stood on tiptoes and kissed him on the face, "Thank you."

She bent down and put the magic communicator back on his wrist.

"The things are returned to you, but you must not let others see the photos inside."

Vincent stretched out his hand to help her tidy up her somewhat messy long hair, "Don't worry, I don't want others to see you at your most adorable."

Hermione smiled and took his arm, "Let's go back to the hotel later. I also want to see Mykonos Island."

Mykonos is a small island in the Aegean Sea in Greece. It is surrounded by sea and has beautiful scenery. It is called "the island closest to paradise" by tourists.

Vincent raised his head and glanced at the sky, "It's almost evening now..."

Seeing Hermione pouting slightly, he immediately changed his words and said, "It would be nice to watch the sunset over there, let's go."

There are no blue sky and white clouds, but there are still red clouds all over the sky.

The two quickly left the Darus Amphitheater and then appeared on a beach.

In ancient Greek mythology, the Aegean Sea was once the place where Zeus and the Titans had a holy war.

The skeleton of one of the defeated Titans fell into the sea, forming the current island of Mykonos.

Hermione took off her high heels and walked barefoot on the beach at the beach.

The soft sand is like a baby's skin, delicate and warm.

She turned around and looked at Vincent who was squatting behind him and rolling up his trousers, "Are you okay?"

"Come on." Vincent took off his shoes and ran over.

The two held hands tightly and walked on the beach together.

The waves gently lapped at the soles of my feet, and the blue sea in the distance gradually turned orange.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the two hugged and kissed each other face to face, and they did not separate until night fell.

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