A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 739
Fred's plan failed, and there was another person who invigorated the atmosphere.

Of course, Warren didn't know it himself, so he enthusiastically showed the Grangers around each room. "I remember the house was built on a cliff the last time I came here." Mr. Granger said with lingering fear.

"That was a mistake," Felix recalls. "There were a lot of seabirds nesting there."

"I thought it was because the main entrance faced the cliff," Mr. Granger said.No, Felix thought to himself, that was the essence of the design. He purposely placed two chairs by the door, facing the sea, but it was a pity that cleaning up bird droppings was a big problem.There are too many immoral birds.

Mrs. Granger stared blankly at Warren's cradle bed, which contained all kinds of Warren's equipment, small hat, activity cloak, exclusive magic wand, and bedtime story books.

"It's really well prepared." She said with a strange face.

Hermione said positively: "There was a fish tank before—" "Little fish?" Mr. Granger asked curiously. "Oh, uh," Hermione suddenly panicked, "You know the Selma Lake Monster? It looks about the same, but a little smaller..."

Mr. Granger muttered noncommittally, "I read in the newspaper that it was depressed and not acclimatized."

"Maybe I'm homesick, Norway is far away." Felix smacked his lips.

"Makes sense," said Mr. Granger.

During the meal, Felix and Hermione introduced many scenic spots on the island to the Grangers, and the Grangers mentioned the recent changes in London, "Many people are waiting to watch the TV broadcast." "The same is true on the island. .The venue has been improved several times, and it can only accommodate up to 50 people. There is still magic involved. So some people can only watch one or two games, but the carnival during the World Cup is really good..."

The four of them plus Warren had enough to eat and drink, and chatted lazily. Mr. Granger stood up from the dining table and came to the window of the living room.

"What's this?" Mr. Granger looked at the beautifully shaped narrow-mouth bottle on the shelf with great interest. There was a shallow layer of fine sand on the bottom of the bottle. He felt that these silver particles must have some interesting magic mixed into them. It seems to breathe.

"It's memory." Hermione walked over and said, holding up a grain of fine sand, the cork unscrewed automatically, the silver sand slipped down the neck of the bottle, and the shadows of Felix and Hermione flashed past .

"Did you go to sweep the grave?" Mr. Granger asked in surprise, he vaguely saw a tombstone, but couldn't read the writing on it clearly.

"Hmm," said Hermione softly, "to meet someone... a very complicated person."

That was the seclusion place Grindelwald chose for himself. One day when Felix was studying time magic, he saw the picture of Grindelwald in the last period of time in the mirror, and he and Hermione proposed to go and have a look.The surrounding scenery is pleasant.The two erected a monument, and then concealed the monument with magic.

When Hermione and Mr. Granger returned to the dining room, they brought back some desserts by the way. At this time, Felix and Mrs. Granger were still chatting, and Hermione sat down next to him. "What are you talking about?" Mrs. Granger immediately shut up.Felix took Hermione's hand and wrote in the palm of her hand.Hermione struggled to make out, the first letter was B, the second was A, and halfway through the third, her cheeks turned red.

"We are not in a hurry about the child. It is not too late to be born again at the age of 60." Felix said solemnly.

The Grangers gasped in shock.Hermione glared at him, "Of course not until 60."

"We can help take care of the children." Mrs. Granger said hastily, there was still a terrible voice echoing in her head, '60 years old... 60 years old...' She quickly poked her husband in the ribs with her elbow, and Granger The gentleman said seriously: "Yes, since you are usually busy..."

"Hermione and I had a very serious discussion about this just recently," Felix said.

"But there isn't even a single parenting book in the study," Mrs. Granger said.

"Actually, there are." Felix said, winking. At this moment, Varen yelled on the sofa, took out a copy of "The Book of Parenting" from his pocket, and took out a pair of glasses to put on himself. , Pretending to look through.

The Grangers were dumbfounded.

"You—you plan to give the child to a Xixiu to raise in the future?"

"...The answer is wrong." Felix said seriously: "Valen is imitating, I don't know if you have realized that Varen's body is about the size of a baby; Hermione sometimes uses it to practice, I secretly saw It's..." He stopped talking.Hermione's finger has 'buffalo strength' on it.

“After dinner drinks!”

Felix snapped his fingers happily, and immediately four glasses of cocktails and a glass of juice appeared in the air. He pushed the juice with a straw to Warren, and then asked enthusiastically, "Do you want to add cherries or lemon slices? "

"I like cherries." Mr. Granger was drawn away, "Can I have a small spoon to eat?"

……

After the Grangers were settled, Felix and Hermione lay on the bed. The scene in the room changed the moment the two fell down. They lay their pillows on the grass, looking at the blue sky and white clouds, with the breeze blowing at their feet.

"I'm so tired."

"It's okay, everything is under control."

"It also includes "The Book of Parenting"?"

"Hey, the common topic between me and them is you. We talked about your childhood and schooling in the first official meeting. The second meeting revolved around the dental health of wizards and magical animals. That was the most effective. Well... because I gave you a pair of moving dragon skulls, and your father seems to like it very much..."

"Yeah, he couldn't put it down, and he'd love to live in it at night," said Hermione with a smile, "though Mum wasn't too happy about it."

"This tells us a truth, there are gains and losses." Felix said with a straight face.Hermione laughed so hard that her hair fell down, and when she had laughed enough to put it back together, she found Felix staring blankly at her earlobe.

"...does it look good?"

"It's as beautiful as the book of runes."

Hermione blinked.

"Is it my book of magic text, or yours?"

"This is..."

A fallen leaf fell from the sky, Felix reached out to catch it, and turned it into a pair of earrings for Hermione to wear.

"...There is no need to compare now."

Hermione supported Felix's chest with one hand, the gorgeous rune symbols spread across her fingertips, Felix's home clothes became a tuxedo, she pulled Felix up from the grass, " Want to dance, Professor?" she asked, the illusion shattered, and they stood beside the bed in the bedroom.

"It's too small here." The next second, the two disappeared into the room.

After a while, Varen walked in with short legs, staring at the empty bedroom in a daze.These two guys ran off again, where did they go this time?A string of names of secret bases flashed across the desert, rainforest, seabed, moon, inside the floating island... But it depends on what they want to do. If it is a fight, there are many options for archmages and wizards close to the level of archmages. The desert, the moon, and space will do.

Felix and Hermione's month on Mars was not all about looking at the stars or discussing magic dryly. As the only wizards in the world who hold the book of runes, one of them is still stepping on the threshold of perception, confirming the magic There is only one way: to cast magic hundreds of times without reservation.

Varun sat at the door angrily, took out the parenting book, and began to take notes.

Hogwarts.

Hermione was wearing a bright canary yellow evening dress, looking around with wide eyes, but Felix was gone.As she walked down the stairs, there was a "poof" in the air, and a dwarf was floating in the air. It was Peeves, and Hermione couldn't help laughing when she saw him.

It seemed to her that Peeves had been forced to change clothes, a bit like the butler dress Dobby liked to wear. Peeves looked downcast, his evil black eyes trying to shine with sincerity, and he held an invitation card in his hand. .

"Pretty lady, are you lost?" he reads his lines.

"Oh, um—" said Hermione cheerfully, "Yeah."

Peeves cursed under his breath, and immediately pretended to be surprised, "What a coincidence, there's a dance nearby, if you'd like—" Seeing his expression, he was obviously expecting Hermione to say no, but Hermione smiled And said, "Thank you, Peeves, for showing me the way."

Peeves hopped downstairs, and Hermione pulled her skirt to follow.

Approaching the auditorium, melodious music appeared faintly. Hermione took a deep breath and walked in.It was full of people.

"Professor Dumbledore?" Hermione called in surprise.

"I don't know if I can accept this title," said Dumbledore's memory happily. "I was listening to chamber music in classroom seven when Felix suddenly appeared and asked me if I wanted to go to a dance."

Through that young face, Hermione seemed to see an old man with a white beard full of wisdom, and she showed an expression of reminiscence: "In any case, you have given me the most important advice, which is an incredible treasure to me .”

"Huh?" Dumbledore's tone of memory was slightly curious.

"You told me that controlling magic is as important as recognizing myself, and you also told me to follow my heart." Hermione said softly, and Dumbledore smiled and said, "Where the treasure is, there is the heart." "Yes ’” Hermione walked towards the center of the auditorium, which was now completely new, with the golden dance floor extending to the feet of every guest from Room Seven, who stepped on the floor with curiosity.

Two ghosts floated through the air.

"I heard that the 426th Quidditch World Cup is being prepared outside."

"It's really enviable, I have participated in the 322nd session..."

Felix and Hermione looked at each other through the shadow of the ghost, and Felix held out a hand, leading Hermione to slide onto the dance floor.Hermione was in a daze, and she didn't understand the feeling of déjà vu until the two of them were dancing on the dance floor-at the fourth-year warrior ball, at Bill and Fleur's wedding, on Mars, and two years ago. At their wedding, every dance represents a further step in their relationship.

"How long can we dance?" Hermione asked quietly.

"About a thousand years," said Felix, "I think."

(End of this chapter)