Chapter 815: Being teased in reverse
Just as Vincent had guessed, his parents reconciled.
Using the hotel's open kitchen, the three ladies prepared a table full of exquisite dishes of different styles.
Eric, who was extremely humble last night, straightened his back today and enjoyed the imperial treatment from his wife Evelyn.
"Come on, honey, open your mouth."
They are an old couple, but they are still doing this in front of their children.
Chris, filled with envy, glanced at Jane who was smiling without saying a word, and secretly gave a thumbs up to Eric opposite him.
It’s still the same old saying, “A real man can bend and stretch, and endure what ordinary people cannot endure.”
After the storm, there will finally be sunshine, just don't get too proud.
The reason why Evelyn doted on Eric so much was not only because she was in a good mood like Hermione, but also because she wanted to regain the face he lost in the early morning.
Only when a couple knows how to compromise can the family be happy.
This was a good lesson for Vincent.
In his previous life, he was not married and had no idea of the responsibility of supporting a family.
He also secretly gave his old father a thumbs up.
Eric did not get carried away and took the initiative to make tea after lunch.
The first cup was for Evelin, who worked the hardest today, but the second cup was for myself, who worked the hardest last night.
The Waynes were showing off their affection so much that the remaining four people had no choice but to ignore them.
Chris is a senior football fan and is quite interested in Quidditch, which is also a ball sport.
Vincent chatted with him animatedly.
"How strong is the England team?"
"Uh...similar to the varsity soccer team."
No expectation is the best expectation...
Chris took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down as much as possible.
One of the four great illusions in football is that England is strong.
They have never lacked big-name stars, but have never won the European Cup, and have hardly even won a penalty shootout.
Vincent changed the subject at the right time, "Uncle Chris, you should know the rules of Quidditch, right?"
"I've seen a little bit."
"I see. Then let me tell you something interesting about my time in a school competition..."
The gorilla Marcus, the foul-mouthed Draco, the flexible twins, the devil coach Wood... and finally the sinister Snape.
Vincent's little story made Chris laugh continuously.
The Slytherin team couldn't win despite using all kinds of dirty tricks. They were even weaker than the England team.
However, Hermione, who was sitting quietly aside, felt that it was not that the Slytherin team was too weak, but that Vincent was too strong.
He can easily suppress the three Chasers on the opposite side by himself, and can handle it with ease even with the addition of two Beaters.
In her opinion, her boyfriend is even better than those Quidditch stars.
It's a pity that he has no interest in professional players, otherwise he would definitely become the most dazzling superstar.
Hermione took a sip of rose tea and suddenly felt that it was actually quite good that her boyfriend didn't become a superstar.
Almost all the star players of Quidditch have a large number of female fans, and her boyfriend is stronger and more handsome than them. His suitors alone are likely to line up from the English Channel to the Seine.
Time passed little by little, and it was time to end the afternoon tea.
The Waynes returned to their normal ways and no longer hung out with their young friends.
Eric took the initiative to find Vincent, he wanted to visit the Bugatti factory.
Chris also became interested, and the three of them drove out of the hotel.
Since the men are not around, the ladies will naturally not be left out.
They were sharing yesterday's shopping haul, and Evelyn's shopping bags, which almost filled half the room, frightened Jane and Hermione.
No wonder they're making such a fuss. These things combined could probably buy half a sports car.
But Evelyn didn't buy all of them for herself. Nearly half of them were bought for the two of them.
Jane usually dresses very seriously, probably because of her job as a dentist. She only bought some formal suits during yesterday's shopping spree.
Evelin had a very sharp eye, and the clothes and skirts she chose were almost all sleeveless, which was very suitable for her capable temperament.
"These clothes are too expensive. Wouldn't it be bad if we accepted them?"
"It's okay. Our two families have such a good relationship. It would be bad if you didn't accept it."
Jane and Hermione thought about it and felt that what she said was right.
If it was in the past, it would definitely not be accepted.
But now that both children are in love, it’s okay to give them some slightly more expensive gifts.
While the ladies were changing their clothes, the men were looking at the prototype cars like children in the laboratory of the Bugatti factory.
This is a dream car with a top speed of 417km/h. Even though it is difficult to drive at such a crazy speed, it cannot stop Eric and Chris from loving it.
Vincent was the most excited and thrilled.
Luca has handed him a thick stack of design drawings, detailing even the exact size of each screw, so he can build his dream car at any time.
But before that, he had to visit the Ministry of Magic of each European country.
After returning from the factory and having dinner, he replanned his itinerary alone in his room.
There are 45 countries in Europe, but not 45 Ministries of Magic.
What does the division of the Muggle nation have to do with wizards?
Many magical governments govern two countries, and some even three or four.
For example, the Austrian Ministry of Magic manages Hungary, the Czech Republic and Slovakia, which were all part of the former Austro-Hungarian Empire.
There are 27 magical governments in total, and if you take some time every day to visit 3 of them, it will only take less than 10 days.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading!
"Knock Knock-"
Vincent stood up and opened the door.
As soon as the door opened, Crookshanks jumped on him in Hermione's arms.
She shouted angrily, "Crookshanks, don't go too far."
"Meow——" It jumped back into her arms.
Vincent reached out and touched Crookshanks' big face, "Little guy, do you miss me?"
Hermione sighed helplessly, "Ever since it stayed overnight in your room that day, it has been making a fuss about coming to see you. This time I really can't do anything about it."
Vincent picked up Crookshanks with a helpless look, then turned around and led her into the room.
"Let the little guy stay with me tonight. Gugu happened to go to my mother's place."
There seemed to be a hint of envy in Hermione's eyes.
She shook her head unnaturally, "It's better this way, so it won't make trouble in my room again."
Vincent always felt that her tone was a little strange.
Is he jealous? Jealous of his own pet?
He stifled a laugh and looked at Hermione, who was sitting on the bed.
Wow——she’s pouting, it seems she’s really jealous.
He put Crookshanks on the bed and patted its head gently to make it stay still.
Then he leaned over to whisper in Hermione's ear, "Actually, you can stay here overnight."
She stood up suddenly as if struck by lightning, "I...I'd better go back first."
Vincent grabbed her little hand and said, "I was just kidding, you're not taking it seriously, are you?"
Hermione lowered her head, not daring to look him in the eye, "You...why are you always teasing me lately?"
Vincent leaned close to her ear again and said, "Because I like you, I want to know what special reaction you will have."
Hermione mustered up the courage to look up and meet his curious blue eyes.
“Is my reaction special?”
“It’s a little different from what I thought.”
She stood on tiptoe and kissed Vincent gently on the face.
"What about this?"
He touched his face blankly, "It should be... not special."
Hermione showed a little snicker on her face and winked at him mischievously, "Your reaction now is also very special. I like it very much."
Vincent smiled bitterly and shook his head.
He was actually teased by his girlfriend.
But he soon smiled evilly again, "Well, you are really too brave now."
Hermione didn't have time to dodge and was held tightly in his arms.
"You...you want to do to me..."
Her lips were suddenly blocked by him.
Gradually, she took the initiative to hug his neck and responded enthusiastically.
Crookshanks, squatting obediently on the bed, shyly raised his paws to cover his eyes.
……
……
