Wizards of Hogwarts

The rose pink, close-fitting suspender petticoat emphasizes the slender but concave and convex body curves. The parts from the neck to the chest are all exposed to the air. The hem of the petticoat barely covers half of the thighs, revealing a large area of ​​fair and smooth breasts. Leg scene

There is no doubt that Queenie Goldstein is a very charming young witch. A simple compliment from her may be able to make some young students who are still studying at Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry excited and fight.

However, Elrohir just nodded politely at her, because, frankly speaking, even though Queenie was very charming, she was not his type.

However, some people were almost fascinated by it.

Tina gave the stunned Jacob a hard look and said helplessly: "Gentlemen, this is my sister. Aren't you going to wear something more, Queenie?"

Queenie said casually, "Oh, of course."

The wand was swiped at the puppet model standing next to it, and the dark blue dress controlled by magic automatically flew off the model, and then was put on Queenie's body, blocking all the alluring scenery.

Elrohir secretly regretted it. Although he didn't like beauties like Queenie, he was happy to feast his eyes on her.

"So, who are these people?" Queenie asked.

While tidying up the apartment, or to be precise, tidying up the intimate clothes that were not suitable for seeing others, Tina responded: "The person standing over the window is Mr. Scamander. He has seriously violated the national secrecy law."

Queenie exclaims: "He's a criminal"

She never thought that her super rigid and stubborn sister would have such a wild life. She would have a magical and exciting combination with criminals, policewomen and criminals.

Tina nodded and pointed to Jacob: "This is Mr. Kowalski, a No-Maj."

Queenie's face changed color quickly. She lowered her voice and asked Tina very worriedly: "He is No-Maj Tina, what on earth are you doing?"

Tina moved closer to her sister and said, "Mr. Kowalski is ill. It's more difficult to explain. I'll tell you later." Then she raised her voice and said, "That Mr. Scamander lost something." , I have to help him find it."

Newt, who had been eager to leave since he first entered the house, had been looking out the window frequently before Tina mentioned him this time.

But before he could explain the reason to Queenie, Jacob, who was standing in the middle of the living room, suddenly became unsteady, sweating profusely, and fell on his back on the sofa in discomfort.

If Elrohir hadn't helped, Jacob would have fallen straight to the floor like a zombie.

"You need to sit down, honey, hey" Queenie walked up to Jacob and unknowingly activated her innate ability Legilimency.

“He hasn’t eaten anything all day, and,” Queenie read Jacob’s mind, “oh, how pathetic, he didn’t get a loan to open his bakery. You love to bake, honey, and so do I. food."

Elrohir looked at Queenie who was talking to herself strangely. He was sure that this was the first time Queenie and Jacob had met, but this strange witch could know Jacob's experiences and hobbies. , which is exactly the same as the truth.

Prophet, prophecy, or mind reading

Newt asked Queenie as if he had a telepathic understanding: "Are you a legilimens?"

Queenie raised her eyebrows and said, "Yeah. But there's always something wrong with you guys, Brits." She added, "Accent."

Jacob realized it belatedly and said in shock: "You know how to read people's thoughts."

His voice was mixed with shock, fear, and a little well-hidden shame.

"Oh, don't worry, honey." Queenie said kindly to Jacob. He was the first No-Maj she had ever seen, and he was full of freshness. "Most men are just like you thought, especially This is the first time you see me. By the way, who are you?"

Queenie asked Elrohir pretending not to care. In fact, she had wanted to ask about the identity of this handsome man for a long time, but she never found the chance.

As a witch with an equally outstanding appearance, coupled with her innate talent of Legilimency, Queenie has a very keen perception and judgment of other people's eyes.

With almost no effort, Queenie could tell at a glance who the person was, where he came from, what he was thinking, and whether there were any unknown secrets hidden in his mind.

However, Queenie did not get any effective information from Elrohir's eyes. Apart from a faint hint of admiration, those clear gray pupils were as clear as a cloudless night.

Even Queenie couldn't sense Elrohir's thoughts. The invincible Legilimency in the past was resisted by an unknown magical power.

Hearing Queenie's question, Tina, who was busy in the kitchen, couldn't help but prick up her ears.

"Elrohir" Elrohir only had time to say her name before Newt took over the conversation.

"He is a good friend of mine. He comes from a small island country in the Atlantic Ocean." Newt told the lie without changing his face. "We came to the United States together on the Elizabeth Fortress."

"Really?" Queenie glanced at the criminal lightly. She didn't believe Newt's words.Although the handsome man named Elrohir didn't speak much, his accent didn't sound like someone from the United States, nor was it similar to the accent from London.

A man full of mysteries.Queenie made a judgment in her mind.very dangerous.

"That's right, Miss Goldstein." Elrohir acknowledged Newt's statement. After all, this was a more reasonable vest for herself.

"Okay, Mr. Elrohir." Queenie smiled and nodded towards Elrohir, "And Mr. Kowalski, we have to prepare dinner now."

Leaving Elrohir, Newt and Jacob in the living room, Queenie walked to the kitchen to prepare dinner with her sister Tina.

Ingredients float out of the cupboard and are magically transformed into the components of a delicious meal. Carrots and apples are chopped automatically, batter is rolled up, and pans are stirred.Plates, various cutlery and wine glasses also flew out, and under the command of the wand, they were automatically placed on the table like obedient soldiers.

Newt waved to Elrohir and walked quietly towards the door of the apartment.

Queenie suddenly turned her head and asked in an innocent tone: "Hey, Mr. Scamander, do you like pie or strudel?"

Under the gaze of the beautiful witch, Newt let go of the doorknob in embarrassment and said awkwardly: "I don't have any dietary preferences."

Elrohir shook his head and helped Jacob to the dining table.

"No matter what food these two beautiful ladies serve, I will eat it cleanly." Elrohir said towards the direction of the Goldstein sisters.

Queenie nodded and read Jacob's thoughts again: "What about you, Mr. No-Maj? You like strudel, well, then strudel."

She waved her magic wand, and the raisins, apples and dough flew into the air, mixed together, and neatly stacked into a cylindrical pie. After baking in place, they added gorgeous decorations, including a few beautiful roses. Flower-shaped buns, and a thick layer of frosting.

Tina directed a pot of stew to float to the table and dinner was ready.

"Okay, sit down, Mr. Scamander." Tina, as the owner of the house, invited Newt, "We won't drug you."

Elrohir winked at Newt. He felt that it was best not to refuse Tina's kindness at this time, especially since the two Miss Goldsteins were both powerful witches.

Due to multiple factors, Newt still carried his suitcase to the dining table and sat down. However, he had already made another plan in his mind.