Chapter 696: Incomprehensible Style

His left hand slapped the little witch's shoulders hard, and Robert slapped his chest with his right hand, "If you have any difficulties, you must tell me! Principal Dumbledore said that he should take good care of you international students!"

The corner of the little witch's eyes twitched. The blow Robert had just given was not light. Her shoulders must have been bruised.

He smiled unnaturally, and to outsiders, it looked like he was forcing a smile.

Well, of course, they probably thought that the little witch was forcing a smile because she was talking about her father, and they didn't realize that Robert was deliberately causing trouble.

Stebbins held a piece of dried mango in his mouth and approached Summers curiously, "What are they doing? By the way, did Dumbledore say he would take care of these guys?"

Summers was eating a chocolate bar. Hearing this, he twirled the slender biscuit stick in his mouth, turned it around, and then said, "You have to know, they are international friends. —”

Stebbins looked a little confused, obviously not understanding what he meant.

Summers rolled his eyes, "Didn't your mother tell you to be a little more polite to the guests when they came to your home?"

Stebbins knew instantly, "That's it."

After sighing, Stebbins turned around and began to destroy the dried mangoes in front of him. "By the way, when can we have tea?"

Summers said with some uncertainty, "I heard that Neon people have to wait more than half an hour for tea..."

"Huh? Half an hour?" Stebbins exclaimed, looking blankly at the little witch in front of him whose hands were shaking because of his scream, "Then why should I wait here..."

Summers said matter-of-factly, "Because they provided snacks."

"But you can get these things in the kitchen." Stebbins said without hesitation, "Besides, I think house elves are much better at cooking than them."

"It's faster, too," Summers added. "At least every time we go, they quickly put out a bunch of cakes, candies, ice cream, dried fruit, cookies, bread and butter."

"There are also black tea, pumpkin juice, butterbeer, apple cinnamon tea, pumpkin latte..." Stebbins counted them carefully, and his mouth watered as he spoke, "There are too many to count."

After listening to his words, the little badgers instantly lost interest in the little witch in front of them and fell into the house elf's food trap.

Seeing this situation, the little witches who were still making tea frothed all had black lines on their heads.

Hey hey, what are you all doing!

Don’t we look good sitting here kneeling and making tea after working so hard?

What gave you the interesting idea that we don't have a bunch of ugly little house elves yet!

Here, several young ladies are about to go berserk, and over there, the little witch has begun to cry to Robert about her father's bad behavior.

Robert listened indifferently.

"Luo Jun, what should I do..." The little witch was sobbing, as if she had lost half of her spiritual support, but her eyes were peeking at Robert, as if she wanted to see his reaction.

Robert has a black hair, Luo Jun, your uncle, are we that familiar?

I always feel like this guy has no good intentions.

Thinking of this, Robert was no longer prepared to continue teasing. He waved his hand and said directly, "You shouldn't use perfume."

The little witch's body trembled and she raised her head, her expression a little stiff, "You, what are you talking about..."

"Oh, it's nothing." Robert shrugged, "This school used to have a senior who was proficient in charm magic, but she has graduated, and I miss her a little.

"Having you join may be a good thing for Hogwarts. The young wizards have been living under the protection of Principal Dumbledore, and they all seem to be a little ignorant. If we can make them realize the other side of the magical world, On the one hand, the principal may thank you very much." Robert smiled at her.

"Hogwarts is a good place. There isn't as much intrigue here as you do in Neon. If you just want to find someone to support you, then I recommend you go find those Slytherins. They may be better able to get you immigration certificates. "

The little witch stared at Robert expressionlessly, and after a while she said angrily, "Senior, don't you think it's rude to reject a lady so easily?"

"I don't think so." Robert shrugged, "First of all, I have a very good relationship with my girlfriend, and I don't want her to be sad because of some rumors. Secondly, you were rude first and started with charm magic. Really Do you think we Hufflepuffs are vegetarians?"

As he said that, he pointed to the little badgers in the distance who were watching the witch making tea. The little witch then realized that the expressions on the faces of the little wizards were natural, not like the silly and cheerful Pig Brother before.

Apparently, the magic has been removed from them.

A more classic and thorough potion is the love potion - the love potion. From this, it can be seen that wizards have always maintained an eye-popping laissez-faire attitude towards emotional magic.

Charm magic is very hidden and very powerful. If there is no way to break free from the shackles of this magic, then basically the person can only be at the mercy of others.

But if someone unintentionally unlocks this control, it will become very difficult to have an effect on the same target in a short period of time.

The little witch looked annoyed.

Robert walked past her and sat naturally next to Summers and Stebbins. He picked up a cup of matcha on the table, poured it into his mouth, smashed it in his mouth, and commented, "I still think The matcha latte tasted better, but this was too bitter.”

Hearing this, the little witch who was making tea resisted the urge to slap the teacup in her hand on the forehead of the guy opposite, and continued to prepare the tea carefully.

After making tea, each little wizard got twice as much. They drank happily and chatted about various gossips with the little witches.

"You all know?" the little witch showed a curious expression, "So, do you have any surprises about the mysterious man's series of actions?"

"It's not so much suspicion." Summers swallowed the biscuit in his mouth, wiped his hands, and said slowly, "it's better to say it's a little inexplicable."

Stebbins also joined the group chat, "Summers also thinks that the mysterious man has been a bit strange recently! Why did he attack the Quidditch venue? Isn't he afraid of entertaining wizards all over the world?"

"Maybe it's been smooth sailing lately, and now he needs some warning to wake him up." Robert picked up the teapot and poured himself another cup. "It is said that he had a very happy life in Neon Country, and he probably had time to think. How to deal with us wizards from the rotten country?"