Chapter 801
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September 25th.
John was busy for nearly a month, and he returned to Silverhand Manor.
Riddle stood on the shelf, his eyes narrowed.
Tom lay under the shelf.
During Basil's absence, Riddle and Tom got along very well.
The table shook, and John looked up silently.
The fat big-headed owl walking on the table looked at him innocently.
Qiqi's body shape is much larger than before.
The feathers are shiny and watery, and they have grown too fat.
John raised his wand and moved it to Qiqi's head.
Qiqi didn't know why.
“Clear water like a spring (Aguamenti)”
A trickle of water flowed from the tip of the wand, soaking Qiqi all over.
Let Qiqi keep fluttering.
John told him not to move, and Qiqi seemed to freeze.
Touching his chin with his right hand, John looked at the size of the feathers that had not shrunk even though they were wet. He nodded and said, "You are really fat."
Qiqi was confused.
Riddle turned his head and glanced at Qiqi, and continued to sleep comfortably with his eyes squinted.
Tom's tail moved and he raised his head alertly.
Qiqi also wanted to argue that as a fire dragon, this was his normal weight.
The glass shattered and a white shadow passed across his eyes.
Qiqi disappeared from the table, and John turned to look at the bookshelf.
Basil pinched Qiqi's neck with one foot, opened his right wing, and slapped Qiqi's big head one after another.
Qiqi howled and screamed after being beaten, and Tom took the opportunity to run out of the room and change places with his tail between his legs.
Like grabbing the mistress, Basil almost knocked Qiqi into the bookshelf.
John picked up the letter that Basil had brought when he flew in, and he opened it and read it.
Well, Dad is out of the hospital.
But at one point, he switched from hospital care to home care.
Because the hospital is very dissatisfied with the father's behavior of often sneaking out to stay with his daughter.
But it's not without its benefits, at least Ariana decided to go to school.
After my mother stopped my father from driving even though he was injured, and smiled and said she didn't mind letting my father stay in the hospital for a while, my father became honest.
The letter was from Mrs. Wick.
He also said by the way, let Qiqi come back.
Because Basil is often out and about, injured owls can be seen being rescued on the London news.
The Muggles began to wonder if someone had intentionally harmed the owl.
Mrs. Wake discovered that Basil would sometimes come back with owl feathers to show off, and Ariana already had an owl feather pillow.
After reading the letter, John looked at Basil who was still beating Qiqi.
"Okay, just two more hits and it'll be fine." John stopped Basil from continuing to beat Qiqi violently.
The rescued Qiqi struggled out in panic, flew behind John and huddled up.
Although the fire dragon is very durable, it cannot withstand Basil's strength, which can even tear apart steel.
Basil reluctantly flew in front of John, moved his steps again and again, and finally came in front of John.
John rubbed Basil's head and chuckled: "I know you have worked hard during this period."
Basil had an unhappy expression on his face, but he put his head towards it honestly.
Seeing Qiqi sneaking his head out, his eyes suddenly became sharp.
Frightened, Qiqi shrank back again.
"Qiqi went back to Wick's house and told dad that I sent him some specialties."
Qi Qi felt amnesty and flew out quickly.
But it ran too fast and didn't even get the letter John prepared.
John stared at the letter, and Basil volunteered to pick up the letter and chase it out.
When he came back, Basil was back to normal.
I just don’t know how Qiqi was beaten?
Tang Mi opened the door and walked in with a flattering smile on his face.
As soon as John saw it, he knew what this man had planned.
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Chapter 809 Tang Mi’s twisted thoughts
After Tang Mi entered the door, he first glanced left and right, then rubbed his hands.
Judging from the guilty look on his face, John felt that it must be a very offensive thing.
"Tell me." John glanced at Tang Mi after letting Basil stay on the owl stand.
"Ahem, sir, I have a suggestion, I don't know whether I should take it seriously or not."
Tang Mi smiled shyly.
I didn’t know, I thought he was an innocent boy from somewhere.
John looked at him quietly, trying to figure out what was going on.
Seeing that John didn't answer, Tang Mi had no choice but to say to himself: "The Silver Wolf Roar Club has been formed and the team members have been selected. Can we have a friendly match?"
Unexpected, not a bad intention
John said: "After the team is formed and trained, who do you want to compete against?"
The Silver Wolf Roar Club has been established for some time. As the leader of the club, Tang Mi is very concerned about this matter.
The current Silver Wolf Roar Club is financially strapped. In addition to the seven necessary Firebolts, they even made their team uniforms out of grit.
If you want to ask why, it can only be said that even Tang Mi's twenty years' salary cannot withstand the huge consumption of the club.
His reputation needs to be built up as soon as possible, and Tang Mi hopes to compete with some strong teams.
Even though they know they will lose, it allows club members to quickly see their own gaps and speed up their improvement in strength.
John glanced at Tang Mi doubtfully. If that were the case, how could Tang Mi be so guilty?
Soon, he realized that he still underestimated Tang Mi.
When Tang Mi saw that John had agreed, joy appeared on his face.
"Puddlemere United, they are ranked high this year, and they have an eye-catching player like Draco Malfoy who can quickly build the club's reputation."
When he came up, he was looking for a team from the top Wizarding League. John didn't know whether the other team was confident or arrogant.
After all, it was a club he founded, so John thought he would forget it and agreed.
Who knew that Tang Mi rolled his eyes and asked, "Sir, we are going to the Wizarding City. Is there a possibility that we can have a lively Quidditch game in the Wizarding City?"
Being able to win the title of the first team to compete in the Wizard City is of great benefit to the Silver Wolf Roar Club.
Tang Mi was very good at calculating.
John smiled half-heartedly and said, "What other suggestions do you have?"
He has already seen that Tang Mi is definitely not just for the club.
As expected, Tang Mi chuckled and said, "I'll just say that the magic tower in the Wizard City has a nice view, otherwise..."
"Lend me a wedding hall?"
John's smile faded, "Are you going a little too far?"
He said in a dangerous tone: "Or do you mean you don't know the meaning of the magic tower?"
"Sir," Tang Mi also said with a solemn expression and a serious tone, "I'm going to be a father."
"Huh?" John thought for a moment and asked, "So?"
"I want to give Oz the best wedding possible."
Tang Mi spoke sincerely, "It will be a wedding that will make her proud in her future memories."
"Although what you said is very touching, I can tell that you seemed to be pregnant out of wedlock."
John was lost in thought. Why did he feel that this was such a scumbag behavior?
Tang Mi was a little embarrassed. Isn't this some small things between adults that were not done well?
Besides, isn’t this very common in the West?
It's a pity that Tang Mi still didn't succeed as he wished, because the symbolic meaning of the magic tower is beyond the scope of marriage.
Even so, Tang Mi still fought hard, hoping to get the opportunity to hold a wedding at Silver Hand Manor.
John only asked a question that hit his soul, and he managed to shut up.
"Do you have money?"
Very good question, don’t ask it next time.
Tang Mi, who is currently making a living by harvesting wool, has a good understanding of Gauss's character of wanting money.
Speaking of Gauss, Gauss retired with great success and received a large pension.
No one would know anything about Plymouth Colony to the American organization.
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September 26th.
There are only a few days left before heading to the Wizarding City.
The fireworks at Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes are sold out.
Not much news about the Wizarding City has been revealed yet, but it is enough to make people look forward to it.
The only bad thing is the wizards who go to magic schools.
They cannot participate in this lively event, but they can appear in the equally lively school-level league.
It's just something that makes Hogwarts wonder why their headmaster, Professor Slughorn, hasn't left the house in a week.
Professor McGonagall, as the permanent vice-chancellor, didn't know much about it. He just heard that Slughorn was very active in running to Snape's office after curfew.
This also made the low pressure that spread all over Snape's body when he was in class even more terrifying.
They had no choice but to find Professor Longbottom, who was the most talkative, and asked why.
"I don't really know," Neville, who was already a professor of Herbology, whispered, "He was very scary when I was in school."
Neville, who was a Boggart and Snape, said this, convincing the students.
"Professor Longbottom," a first-year Gryffindor girl ran over panting, "Professor Sprout would like you to come over."
"Okay, this lesson can only go so far." Neville said to the students.
Making the students wail, "No, don't go, Professor Longbottom."
