Chapter 565 Even Little Girls Are Bullied
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Qing Mo Da Xian
There is a beautiful street in north-west London, where people generally live in the middle class.
The Granger's house was 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 on the sofa suddenly threw aside the "Daily Prophet" in her hand, straightened her waist and hummed softly into the microphone next to her ear.
[The book chasing app recommended to me by an old book friend who has known me for ten years, the source app!It’s really easy to use. I use it to read and listen to books to pass the time while driving and before going to bed. You can download it here]
Her eyes were on the coffee table in front of her.
On it lay several Italian newspapers, a black silhouette of a man circled in red ink.
Next to it is an open dictionary and notebook, and the densely written words should be translated.
"You are still in the mood to tease me now, is the matter in Italy already done?"
After getting an affirmative answer, she unconsciously raised her face.
"Congratulations, new boss of Bugatti Automobile AG.
Of course I know, two super sports cars that were just unveiled at the Palace of Versailles in Paris the year before last.
The lead time for 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. "
This time it was her turn to silence the microphone.
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 turned over the first page of the notebook, on which was a rounded sports car.
"I have a good memory, you said that it will be built next year at the earliest.
I still remember that Aunt Yin Fulin said that your ancestors were car builders, and the cooperation with Volkswagen Group is to catch up with the progress, right? "
She seemed even more complacent after receiving Vincent's reluctant compliment.
"Need me to keep it a secret? I'm not like Fred and George with their big mouths.
Daphne?Then I'll just tell her one. "
Chris, who came back from watering the backyard, heard her laugh as soon as he came in.
Grinning his mouth full of complacency, it was the complete opposite of his usual performance.
When she saw him, she restrained herself a little, but the smile on her little face still remained.
"Chris, Hermione, dinner is ready—" Jane's voice came from the kitchen.
Hermione covered the microphone, "Here I am, Mom."
Then she let go of her little hand, "I won't tell you, it's dinner time at our house."
Chris shook his head and walked ahead.
The dining room of Granger's house is not big, but it is full of warmth everywhere.
Hermione, in a good mood, went into the kitchen to help.
Soon, the table was filled with British family dishes.
It was the first time for the Grangers to see their daughter so happy.
She always eats very fast, but today she actually savored slowly with gusto.
Chris hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded to the suspicious Jane.
Not sure, but most likely it's because of Wayne's phone number.
Jane pushed the roast beef that was half gone in front of her,
"Baby, your appetite is so good today."
Hermione retracted the fork held in mid-air with some embarrassment,
"Maybe it's because I exercise more today, I feel very hungry now."
"Eat more." Chris pushed the fish and chips in front of him,
"You are at the age of growing your body now, don't be hungry."
She lowered her head, as if shy.
The Grangers looked at each other.
Jane pretended to be careless, "I'm going to travel to France next week, why don't we go shopping on Oxford Street tomorrow?"
Oxford Street, located in the West End of London, is the UK's premier shopping street.
There are more than 1.25 large shopping malls in the world gathered on the 300-mile-long street, and more than 3 million tourists from all over the world come here 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 already buy everything on the list before?"
"Dad, there is sunscreen!" She raised her head abruptly,
"By the way, we need to buy more film."
The Grangers looked at each other again.
It is rare to travel to France, and of course you will get Corsica, which is known as the "seaside paradise".
The Palombagia Beach there has a beautiful scenery and is a good photography location.
Seeing the mysterious smiles on Chris and Jane's lips, Hermione suddenly realized something and forked a large piece of roast beef.
She seemed to be covering up something, and she seemed to be really hungry.
……
……
Wayne's house on the other side.
"She guessed that our family bought Bugatti." Vincent at the dining table shrugged,
"It should be to test whether I am really not suffering, but I heard her tone is more like showing off."
Sam scoffed at his words,
"What's wrong with the little girl showing off? Can't you be generous with a few compliments?"
"I said that."
"Eh... Then it can't be said that she is showing off."
Vincent looked at his suspicious parents, "Hermione is very curious, and will always find answers in her own way."
Sam muttered, "Britains are always gentlemen, why do they even bully little girls..."
"I can hear it."
"Didn't you hear it?"
Vincent rolled his eyes at him, "Hermione is 79 years old, 10 months older than me."
"Eh... she's just a child."
"me too."
Sam shook his head fiercely, "Are all children so mature now?
That's right, after all, I can play with you, and my thoughts will definitely not be pure. "
Vincent blinked his big eyes, expressing that he was really a simple child.
The Waynes were amused by his antics.
My son is the master who sees people order food, so his thinking is definitely not pure, as for his body...
Yin Fulin teased and said, "Baby, don't be like your father."
Eric immediately turned black, "I was also very simple back then."
"I fell in love at the age of 14, cheated at the age of 15, and became Yin Dun's most famous playboy at the age of 16, right?"
"Cough cough cough..."
The brighter Yin Fulin's smile was, the more embarrassed he appeared.
Vincent picked up a piece of lamb leg, "Mom and Dad, if you don't eat it, it will be cold."
Tender, juicy and delicious!
Eric received the hint from his eyes, and quickly put the golden fried harpoon on the plate in front of Yin Fulin,
"Honey, eat it while it's hot."
Sam looked right at Vincent and forward at the Waynes.
How cool is she now, how miserable will she be after marriage?
He shook his head violently again, twisting the French fries with his hands and dipping them in ketchup.
British home cooking, American style.
After dinner, the family of three sat in the living room and watched TV.
The Metropolitan Police issued a reward of 1000 pounds to Sirius, and there should be no other way for Fudge.
"Dad, isn't ours the only gun shop in London?"
"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' hands should not be suspected of them.
Metal wands that Muggles use to kill each other?
Fudge's metaphor really sucks.
……
……
The Granger's house was 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 on the sofa suddenly threw aside the "Daily Prophet" in her hand, straightened her waist and hummed softly into the microphone next to her ear.
[The book chasing app recommended to me by an old book friend who has known me for ten years, the source app!It’s really easy to use. I use it to read and listen to books to pass the time while driving and before going to bed. You can download it here]
Her eyes were on the coffee table in front of her.
On it lay several Italian newspapers, a black silhouette of a man circled in red ink.
Next to it is an open dictionary and notebook, and the densely written words should be translated.
"You are still in the mood to tease me now, is the matter in Italy already done?"
After getting an affirmative answer, she unconsciously raised her face.
"Congratulations, new boss of Bugatti Automobile AG.
Of course I know, two super sports cars that were just unveiled at the Palace of Versailles in Paris the year before last.
The lead time for 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. "
This time it was her turn to silence the microphone.
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 turned over the first page of the notebook, on which was a rounded sports car.
"I have a good memory, you said that it will be built next year at the earliest.
I still remember that Aunt Yin Fulin said that your ancestors were car builders, and the cooperation with Volkswagen Group is to catch up with the progress, right? "
She seemed even more complacent after receiving Vincent's reluctant compliment.
"Need me to keep it a secret? I'm not like Fred and George with their big mouths.
Daphne?Then I'll just tell her one. "
Chris, who came back from watering the backyard, heard her laugh as soon as he came in.
Grinning his mouth full of complacency, it was the complete opposite of his usual performance.
When she saw him, she restrained herself a little, but the smile on her little face still remained.
"Chris, Hermione, dinner is ready—" Jane's voice came from the kitchen.
Hermione covered the microphone, "Here I am, Mom."
Then she let go of her little hand, "I won't tell you, it's dinner time at our house."
Chris shook his head and walked ahead.
The dining room of Granger's house is not big, but it is full of warmth everywhere.
Hermione, in a good mood, went into the kitchen to help.
Soon, the table was filled with British family dishes.
It was the first time for the Grangers to see their daughter so happy.
She always eats very fast, but today she actually savored slowly with gusto.
Chris hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded to the suspicious Jane.
Not sure, but most likely it's because of Wayne's phone number.
Jane pushed the roast beef that was half gone in front of her,
"Baby, your appetite is so good today."
Hermione retracted the fork held in mid-air with some embarrassment,
"Maybe it's because I exercise more today, I feel very hungry now."
"Eat more." Chris pushed the fish and chips in front of him,
"You are at the age of growing your body now, don't be hungry."
She lowered her head, as if shy.
The Grangers looked at each other.
Jane pretended to be careless, "I'm going to travel to France next week, why don't we go shopping on Oxford Street tomorrow?"
Oxford Street, located in the West End of London, is the UK's premier shopping street.
There are more than 1.25 large shopping malls in the world gathered on the 300-mile-long street, and more than 3 million tourists from all over the world come here 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 already buy everything on the list before?"
"Dad, there is sunscreen!" She raised her head abruptly,
"By the way, we need to buy more film."
The Grangers looked at each other again.
It is rare to travel to France, and of course you will get Corsica, which is known as the "seaside paradise".
The Palombagia Beach there has a beautiful scenery and is a good photography location.
Seeing the mysterious smiles on Chris and Jane's lips, Hermione suddenly realized something and forked a large piece of roast beef.
She seemed to be covering up something, and she seemed to be really hungry.
……
……
Wayne's house on the other side.
"She guessed that our family bought Bugatti." Vincent at the dining table shrugged,
"It should be to test whether I am really not suffering, but I heard her tone is more like showing off."
Sam scoffed at his words,
"What's wrong with the little girl showing off? Can't you be generous with a few compliments?"
"I said that."
"Eh... Then it can't be said that she is showing off."
Vincent looked at his suspicious parents, "Hermione is very curious, and will always find answers in her own way."
Sam muttered, "Britains are always gentlemen, why do they even bully little girls..."
"I can hear it."
"Didn't you hear it?"
Vincent rolled his eyes at him, "Hermione is 79 years old, 10 months older than me."
"Eh... she's just a child."
"me too."
Sam shook his head fiercely, "Are all children so mature now?
That's right, after all, I can play with you, and my thoughts will definitely not be pure. "
Vincent blinked his big eyes, expressing that he was really a simple child.
The Waynes were amused by his antics.
My son is the master who sees people order food, so his thinking is definitely not pure, as for his body...
Yin Fulin teased and said, "Baby, don't be like your father."
Eric immediately turned black, "I was also very simple back then."
"I fell in love at the age of 14, cheated at the age of 15, and became Yin Dun's most famous playboy at the age of 16, right?"
"Cough cough cough..."
The brighter Yin Fulin's smile was, the more embarrassed he appeared.
Vincent picked up a piece of lamb leg, "Mom and Dad, if you don't eat it, it will be cold."
Tender, juicy and delicious!
Eric received the hint from his eyes, and quickly put the golden fried harpoon on the plate in front of Yin Fulin,
"Honey, eat it while it's hot."
Sam looked right at Vincent and forward at the Waynes.
How cool is she now, how miserable will she be after marriage?
He shook his head violently again, twisting the French fries with his hands and dipping them in ketchup.
British home cooking, American style.
After dinner, the family of three sat in the living room and watched TV.
The Metropolitan Police issued a reward of 1000 pounds to Sirius, and there should be no other way for Fudge.
"Dad, isn't ours the only gun shop in London?"
"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' hands should not be suspected of them.
Metal wands that Muggles use to kill each other?
Fudge's metaphor really sucks.
……
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