Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

The moment she agreed to Murphy, Sophia regretted it.

Through this invitation, the other party has taken the initiative away from her.

But in the situation just now, this was indeed a good step. The steps were so smooth that she didn't even realize that it was a trap for attacking and defending.

By the time she found out, she had already started walking with him.

Accompanying them to enjoy the beautiful scenery is the treatment given to distinguished guests and friends. In this case, naturally there is no way to continue to attack the enemy.

Sophia was a little angry, but if she went back on her words at this moment, it would appear that she was capricious and unreasonable, so she could only use royal etiquette, follow the other person's footsteps gracefully and decently, and walk away.

Of course, a walk was more than just walking. The two chatted for a few words and then began to test each other's intelligence.

"I heard them say that you run a potion business?" Her Majesty the Queen asked.

"There are a few small shops, not worth mentioning." Murphy said.

"But they said you were selling potions among Muggles, and that's how you got your wealth." Sophia added.

"I'm sure these are all rumors." Murphy said, "By the way, I heard that you have the blood of the Romanov family?"

Sophia frowned, "If you are referring to my maternal great-grandmother as an orphan of the Romanov family, yes. Her name is Anastasia, and she is the youngest daughter of Nicholas II."

"A wizard who was responsible for protecting their family at that time escaped from the massacre with her. She later married the crown prince of the Alkaim Magic Empire. Their son is my grandfather."

"I have a question, Your Majesty." Murphy said, "Why did your grandfather choose your mother instead of your uncle as his heir? I heard that even in Alkaim, there are not many queens. .”

"My grandfather doesn't like my grandmother. Their marriage is a political necessity. The condition for my grandmother to allow him to have fun outside is to make my mother the crown prince. My uncle was born to my grandfather and another Alkaim noble."

Murphy understood, no wonder this uncle just hesitated to delegate power, but did not dare to usurp the throne directly, because he was just an illegitimate son.

"Grand Duke Ivan has three sons?" Murphy asked.

Sophia thought about it, and invited Murphy here mainly to use his power. It didn't matter if he knew these things, so she said: "That's right. Lars, George and Alexander."

She felt that she could no longer be questioned, so she asked: "What exactly do you want to do to the Muggles of Su country?"

"It's nothing, I just try to make their life as good as possible." Murphy was vague and asked: "How is Grand Duke Ivan's power in Alkaim?"

Sophia suddenly stopped.

Her feet hurt.

Murphy is very tall, while Sophia is much petite in comparison. Being by his side is like a father with a daughter. At first glance, there is nothing out of place.

But this guy had long legs, and he didn’t care about girls when he walked. His steps were so long and fast that Sophia almost had to jog to keep up. At first, she was still able to follow her in anger, but after only walking a few hundred meters, she My feet can't stand it.

On her feet, she wears a pair of black deerskin boots, which look very cool with a military uniform, but the boots have a four to five centimeter heel, which makes her look neat and tidy when she walks. It's also domineering and revealing, but...it's really not suitable for going berserk.

"Your Majesty?" Murphy noticed Sophia's tense look, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Sophia was suffocating in her heart. She had never seen such an ungentlemanly guy before, "Can we just take a walk here? Mr. Darkholm!"

Murphy was a little confused, but after taking a look at the fine sweat on the girl's forehead and the boots on the soles of her feet, he immediately understood, "Sorry, Your Majesty, I didn't think carefully."

Sophia was not entirely angry because of this, but felt that Murphy had been lying to her, but she could not feel any sincerity from him.

She felt that she was completely wishful thinking, and that this guy just regarded her as an easy-to-use child.

Sure enough, what Azir said is right. If you want to rely on the power of such a person, the final result may be better than surrendering to Ivan.

In the final analysis, it's just marrying a guy you don't like.

Lars has a weak temperament, but at least he is easy to control. When Ivan is old, he can still get his power back...

"I thought we could have an honest conversation, but all I see in you is deception and fooling. If this is your attitude, I don't think we have anything left to talk about."

After Sophia finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave, but as soon as she took a step, she stopped again.

"His Majesty?"

They were walking on a path paved with gravel, which was somewhat uneven. Just now, Sophia inadvertently stepped on the air, and then there was a sharp pain. She felt like she heard a "click", and she even doubted her bones. Is it broken?

"My feet seem to be sprained."

The Queen did not dare to move, and cold sweat broke out on her painful forehead.

This situation was serious but also a little funny. Murphy looked at the girl who was frozen there, hesitated for a moment, went up to hold her arm, and then pointed his finger, and a tree vine immediately twisted and transformed into a bench.

"Sit down first." He helped the girl sit on the bench, then squatted down, "right foot?"

He said, holding up Sophia's calf with one hand and lifting her right foot up.

"You, what are you doing?" Sophia was startled.

"Your foot is probably dislocated. It will swell quickly if not treated in time." He said, and with a gentle pull, the boot turned into a bat and flew away.

A beautiful naked foot appeared before him.

A few of the toes were sticking straight up, whether because of pain or tension, but they looked a bit playful and cute.

"Whoosh!" Almost at the same time, a branch turned into a spear and appeared behind Murphy's head, stopping against his head.

Murphy didn't seem to notice, and even stretched out his hand to pinch Sophia's ankle, "Does it hurt?"

He, he actually...

Sophia was shocked and looked at the other party's serious expression. She didn't know what to say for a moment, so she could only nodded, "A little."

Murphy pinched a few other places and made a rough judgment in his mind, "The ankle is slightly dislocated and there are no bone fractures. It's not a big problem. Just bear with it."

As he spoke, he grabbed the girl's feet, lifted her calves up, and then pushed and pulled her hard.

"Ah!" Sophia screamed, but saw that Murphy had already held her foot and spun it around twice more, "Are you feeling better?"

"Okay, it seems, it doesn't hurt much anymore?" Sophia said uncertainly.

Murphy nodded, took out a spray from his pocket, and sprayed it on her ankle a few times.

"This is Yunduan Baiyao, a bruise spray." Murphy said, "It is made with white essence and can quickly repair ligament and muscle damage. It sells very well in Muggle society."

Murphy stood up and said, "You are right, Her Majesty the Queen, I do sell potions to Muggles."

"As for what I want to do to the Muggles of Su country..." Murphy paused, "This is a very long topic."

"But it just so happens that your feet need a rest."

"Would you like to give me a little more time to explain my intentions to you?"