Chapter 181 No!you have not...
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
"Wait, Hermione." Soul followed Hermione back to Lily Street through the fireplace.
Hermione paused with an inexplicable look on her face, and Soul suddenly came over, getting close to Hermione's face seriously, and his breath hit Hermione's face.
At this moment, Hermione felt like the little deer in her heart was about to pop out, and her little hands were tightly holding the hem of her clothes.
"No...no, you haven't..."
"What did you say?" Soul reached out and plucked a layer of black substance from Hermione's hair, which was the ashes stuck in the fireplace.
"There is ashes in your hair, let me clean it for you."
Hermione suddenly realized that she had made a mistake, her little face suddenly turned red, she glared at Soul, and snorted softly with her exquisite little nose.
"It's nothing, I'm going back!" She combed her hair uncomfortably and quickened her pace to trot home.
"Hey, it's not clean yet." Soul chased after him, but Hermione wouldn't let him get close and increased the frequency of swinging her little feet again.
In the end, Soul could only helplessly watch Hermione enter the courtyard of his home. The black ash dyed part of Hermione's brown hair black.
He clapped his hands and watched the black ash falling. Suddenly he was startled, remembering the big yellow dog he met in the passage of Diagon Alley.
Harry's godfather, Sirius Black, is a black dog, but that doesn't mean it can't be dyed. Yes, it is dyed.
Then, the glance he gave them as he passed by them was no longer an illusion.
It did look at them, at Harry who was hiding behind them!
"Tsk..." Su Er couldn't help but shook his head. There was a kind of pain, called you being in front of me, but I can't recognize you. This sentence not only refers to love, but also applies to family ties.
When they returned from Diagon Alley, the sky had begun to turn dark blue, and Lady Moon domineeringly urged the sun to leave as soon as possible.
Hermione hurriedly entered the house with a rosy face.
Mr. Granger had come back and was sitting on the sofa reading the evening newspaper with his glasses on. When he saw his good daughter coming back, he thought of the bad boy next door.
As soon as he came back from get off work, he received important news from his wife - the girl he had grown up holding in his hands had most likely been raped by a pig.
Although the old father was mentally prepared, he was still very unhappy, very unhappy!
"Ahem." Seeing that his girl ignored him and was about to rush upstairs, he couldn't help coughing.
"Ah, Dad, are you back?" Hermione finally reacted from her embarrassment.
"Uh-huh." Mr. Granger snorted from the tip of his nose, "I thought you weren't going to go home tonight."
Mrs. Granger leaned out from the kitchen, "Oh my God, who did I see? This is not a date with her lover...who is it?"
"What are you talking about, Mom!" Hermione stamped her feet shyly, "And Dad, why are you making noise with Mom!"
"The men's dormitory and the women's dormitory are separated in the castle! I've already explained it! Sur lives in another college!!! How can he be with me...together..."
Hermione couldn't say the embarrassing 'sleep', so she chose to be an ostrich and ran upstairs without looking back.
dinner?Eat whatever you want!Stop eating!
Granger and Mr. Granger looked at the back of their daughter running upstairs in shame and anger, looked at each other, and both smiled. Their daughter's look reminded them of the scene when they were in love, and more than ten years had passed in the blink of an eye.
"Girls can't help themselves." Mr. Granger put down the newspaper and sighed.
Compared to Hermione at Granger's house who stopped eating in shame and anger, the Ellison's next door were enjoying themselves happily. Mr. Ellison had already opened the wizard chess set brought back by Sule and was playing preliminary games with Sule with great interest. experience.
Even though Angel is young, she has already figured out the rules and is giving advice to her father on the side. Mr. Ellison is also happy to cooperate, provoking the white chess piece on his side to yell, "What a fool, what a fool, can you?" When playing chess, if you don't want to donate your brain, then the chapter will come up (not a typo).
Angel retorted unwillingly - 'You are the fool' or something like that, but she couldn't talk about those chess pieces at all, and her eyes were red with anger.
Instead of trying to comfort his daughter, Mr. Ellison laughed uncontrollably.
"It's so interesting, so interesting. It's the first time I've seen living chess pieces. The magic is so amazing."
Su Er couldn't help but hold his forehead. He was wondering whether it was the right decision for him to take this set of chess pieces that could curse people home. Would Angel have been led away by these chess pieces when he came back from vacation?
What is the scene like when a cute little angel scolds people like a shrew?
I really can’t imagine it, I can’t imagine it.
"It's time to eat." Mrs. Ellison brought the last dish to the table and urged the three people who had fallen into the charm of wizard chess to sit down quickly.
"Coming, Mom," Soul responded.
Time came to the 29th in a blink of an eye. He and Hermione planned to go to the Leaky Cauldron today. After staying there for a night, they would go directly to King's Cross Station with Harry the next day.
Ever since I got the bag given by Hagrid and cast the traceless space expansion spell, I no longer have to be troubled by suitcases.
"Then let's go, Mom."
"Are you sure you don't have to wait for your father to come back and send you there? Is it safe to sit by the fireplace?"
Mrs. Ellison already knew that Soul was planning to use the fireplace to travel to the magical world, and she was always skeptical about it.
She couldn't imagine how a fireplace full of ashes could send a living person to another place.
"It's okay, Mom, I've used it many times, it's very safe." Suer explained.
In order to dispel Mrs. Ellison's doubts, Hermione suggested that she could go with them. It was in the opposite room anyway, not far away.
Mrs. Granger was also curious about the common mode of transportation for wizards, so she followed Soule and Hermione to the house opposite Amelia bought.
"Is this really okay?" Mrs. Granger watched worriedly as Hermione threw a handful of Floo powder into the fireplace, "This fire..."
"It's okay, Aunt Granger." Soul smiled, "You can touch it and see, it won't hurt anyone."
The green flame burned fiercely in the fireplace. Mrs. Granger cautiously moved her hand close to the flame, but the flame refused her approach and avoided it as if it were alive.
Soul thought thoughtfully when he saw this scene, and determined that it was absolutely impossible for Muggles to use this mode of transportation. This was probably a restriction set by the inventor of Floo powder.
"Shall I go in first?" Suer tilted his head and said to Hermione.
Hermione hugged Crookshanks and nodded.
So, Sur stepped into the flames under the gaze of the two mothers. The flames quickly circled Sur and disappeared in an instant.
"It's amazing." The two mothers exclaimed.
Hermione paused with an inexplicable look on her face, and Soul suddenly came over, getting close to Hermione's face seriously, and his breath hit Hermione's face.
At this moment, Hermione felt like the little deer in her heart was about to pop out, and her little hands were tightly holding the hem of her clothes.
"No...no, you haven't..."
"What did you say?" Soul reached out and plucked a layer of black substance from Hermione's hair, which was the ashes stuck in the fireplace.
"There is ashes in your hair, let me clean it for you."
Hermione suddenly realized that she had made a mistake, her little face suddenly turned red, she glared at Soul, and snorted softly with her exquisite little nose.
"It's nothing, I'm going back!" She combed her hair uncomfortably and quickened her pace to trot home.
"Hey, it's not clean yet." Soul chased after him, but Hermione wouldn't let him get close and increased the frequency of swinging her little feet again.
In the end, Soul could only helplessly watch Hermione enter the courtyard of his home. The black ash dyed part of Hermione's brown hair black.
He clapped his hands and watched the black ash falling. Suddenly he was startled, remembering the big yellow dog he met in the passage of Diagon Alley.
Harry's godfather, Sirius Black, is a black dog, but that doesn't mean it can't be dyed. Yes, it is dyed.
Then, the glance he gave them as he passed by them was no longer an illusion.
It did look at them, at Harry who was hiding behind them!
"Tsk..." Su Er couldn't help but shook his head. There was a kind of pain, called you being in front of me, but I can't recognize you. This sentence not only refers to love, but also applies to family ties.
When they returned from Diagon Alley, the sky had begun to turn dark blue, and Lady Moon domineeringly urged the sun to leave as soon as possible.
Hermione hurriedly entered the house with a rosy face.
Mr. Granger had come back and was sitting on the sofa reading the evening newspaper with his glasses on. When he saw his good daughter coming back, he thought of the bad boy next door.
As soon as he came back from get off work, he received important news from his wife - the girl he had grown up holding in his hands had most likely been raped by a pig.
Although the old father was mentally prepared, he was still very unhappy, very unhappy!
"Ahem." Seeing that his girl ignored him and was about to rush upstairs, he couldn't help coughing.
"Ah, Dad, are you back?" Hermione finally reacted from her embarrassment.
"Uh-huh." Mr. Granger snorted from the tip of his nose, "I thought you weren't going to go home tonight."
Mrs. Granger leaned out from the kitchen, "Oh my God, who did I see? This is not a date with her lover...who is it?"
"What are you talking about, Mom!" Hermione stamped her feet shyly, "And Dad, why are you making noise with Mom!"
"The men's dormitory and the women's dormitory are separated in the castle! I've already explained it! Sur lives in another college!!! How can he be with me...together..."
Hermione couldn't say the embarrassing 'sleep', so she chose to be an ostrich and ran upstairs without looking back.
dinner?Eat whatever you want!Stop eating!
Granger and Mr. Granger looked at the back of their daughter running upstairs in shame and anger, looked at each other, and both smiled. Their daughter's look reminded them of the scene when they were in love, and more than ten years had passed in the blink of an eye.
"Girls can't help themselves." Mr. Granger put down the newspaper and sighed.
Compared to Hermione at Granger's house who stopped eating in shame and anger, the Ellison's next door were enjoying themselves happily. Mr. Ellison had already opened the wizard chess set brought back by Sule and was playing preliminary games with Sule with great interest. experience.
Even though Angel is young, she has already figured out the rules and is giving advice to her father on the side. Mr. Ellison is also happy to cooperate, provoking the white chess piece on his side to yell, "What a fool, what a fool, can you?" When playing chess, if you don't want to donate your brain, then the chapter will come up (not a typo).
Angel retorted unwillingly - 'You are the fool' or something like that, but she couldn't talk about those chess pieces at all, and her eyes were red with anger.
Instead of trying to comfort his daughter, Mr. Ellison laughed uncontrollably.
"It's so interesting, so interesting. It's the first time I've seen living chess pieces. The magic is so amazing."
Su Er couldn't help but hold his forehead. He was wondering whether it was the right decision for him to take this set of chess pieces that could curse people home. Would Angel have been led away by these chess pieces when he came back from vacation?
What is the scene like when a cute little angel scolds people like a shrew?
I really can’t imagine it, I can’t imagine it.
"It's time to eat." Mrs. Ellison brought the last dish to the table and urged the three people who had fallen into the charm of wizard chess to sit down quickly.
"Coming, Mom," Soul responded.
Time came to the 29th in a blink of an eye. He and Hermione planned to go to the Leaky Cauldron today. After staying there for a night, they would go directly to King's Cross Station with Harry the next day.
Ever since I got the bag given by Hagrid and cast the traceless space expansion spell, I no longer have to be troubled by suitcases.
"Then let's go, Mom."
"Are you sure you don't have to wait for your father to come back and send you there? Is it safe to sit by the fireplace?"
Mrs. Ellison already knew that Soul was planning to use the fireplace to travel to the magical world, and she was always skeptical about it.
She couldn't imagine how a fireplace full of ashes could send a living person to another place.
"It's okay, Mom, I've used it many times, it's very safe." Suer explained.
In order to dispel Mrs. Ellison's doubts, Hermione suggested that she could go with them. It was in the opposite room anyway, not far away.
Mrs. Granger was also curious about the common mode of transportation for wizards, so she followed Soule and Hermione to the house opposite Amelia bought.
"Is this really okay?" Mrs. Granger watched worriedly as Hermione threw a handful of Floo powder into the fireplace, "This fire..."
"It's okay, Aunt Granger." Soul smiled, "You can touch it and see, it won't hurt anyone."
The green flame burned fiercely in the fireplace. Mrs. Granger cautiously moved her hand close to the flame, but the flame refused her approach and avoided it as if it were alive.
Soul thought thoughtfully when he saw this scene, and determined that it was absolutely impossible for Muggles to use this mode of transportation. This was probably a restriction set by the inventor of Floo powder.
"Shall I go in first?" Suer tilted his head and said to Hermione.
Hermione hugged Crookshanks and nodded.
So, Sur stepped into the flames under the gaze of the two mothers. The flames quickly circled Sur and disappeared in an instant.
"It's amazing." The two mothers exclaimed.
