This Hogwarts is not normal

When Kagura reported the situation to Minister Ashiya, the Granger family had already been strolling around Oxford Street for a long time.

After they finished shopping, they came to the end of the street where there were no people.

Outside Building 139, two strong men in white long-sleeved shirts and black gloves were doing push-ups.

Judging from the puddles of sweat dripping from their foreheads to the ground, they had started for at least half an hour.

Hermione, who was following behind her parents, twitched her lips.

I haven't seen her in a few months, but the size has grown more than a circle.

If this goes on like this, I'm afraid even the family members won't recognize him.

The two bodyguards also recognized her at a glance.

They stood up, panting slightly, "Hi, Miss Granger!"

Hermione looked a little embarrassed, "Mom and Dad, they are all wizards, they should be the clerks of the new store that Vincent is about to open."

"New shop?" The Grangers were even more puzzled.

The daughter is a second-class medal recipient of the Order of Merlin, so it's not surprising that she knows a wizard.

"Have you forgotten? He is the apprentice of the legendary Nicole Flamel."

Realizing that they were almost exposed, the two bodyguards quickly echoed:

"The boss has earned a lot of Galleons from selling Gwent cards, so he plans to open a specialty shop for alchemy props."

"Honorable three guests, please come in."

The storefront on the first floor has not changed.

Evelyn was sitting on the sofa reading a novel, and Eric who was on the phone hung up after a few words.

They stepped forward enthusiastically,

"Chris, why didn't you call when you came?"

"Jane, long time no see."

After a few polite words, the Wayne couple led the three of them to sit down.

As Evelyn went to prepare tea, there was a sudden explosion upstairs.

"Eh..." Eric quickly organized his words,

"Vincent is upstairs tinkering with some alchemy props, and there will be such movements from time to time."

Hermione's nose moved slightly.

The familiar smell, it should be fried in the boiler.

Eric still wanted to say something to ease the awkward atmosphere, but a few wisps of black smoke slowly floated from the stairs inside.

"Cuckoo!" A brown fur ball flapping its small wings desperately flew out cursing.

"..." Evelyn, who walked out of the kitchen, froze in place, shaking the tea in her hand.

"It's back to normal—" Vincent's voice sounded from upstairs.

The black smoke was "sucked" back, if it wasn't for Cuckoo who was still swearing about owls, it should be as if nothing happened.

The Waynes were terribly embarrassed.

"Well, there was a little accident, I hope you don't mind too much."

The Grangers smiled politely back.

Jane hugged Hermione, "We are wizards after all, we can all understand."

Chris nodded slightly, "Our Hermione often cooks magic potions at home, and once burned a big hole in the desk."

Evelyn forced a smile, and put the refreshments on the coffee table,

"Ah, I thought only our family Vincent would do this."

Eric laughed a few times, "I didn't expect your family to be like this, it's so difficult to be a parent."

"Yeah, it's too difficult." The eyes of the Grangers were full of sympathy.

No one is perfect, and the more talented you are, the more unimaginably flawed you are. ... The legendary alchemy of turning stone into gold, it is inevitable that something will be blown up occasionally.

Can understand.

Maybe because he heard the movement downstairs, Vincent changed his pajamas and came down.

He could clearly sense the strangeness of the atmosphere.

Watched by six pairs of big eyes, he turned towards the Grangers apologetically, "Sorry, uncle and aunt.

I had a little accident just now, and it was really my fault that I accidentally scared you. "

Chris and Jane shook their heads slightly, "It's nothing, Hermione is usually like this, and we are all used to it."

Hermione pursed her lips.

Of course Vincent knew it was a polite remark.

Underage wizards casting magic outside of school will touch traces, and if it causes a big impact, it will also attract a warning letter from the Ministry of Magic.

He has a grown-up wizard's wand, and as long as it doesn't have too much impact, it doesn't matter where you make it hard.

Or, like Harry, a background that the Ministry of Magic does not dare to punish easily is fine.

First, he gave her a look of understanding, and Vincent took the initiative to explain the accident just now.

Under normal circumstances, alchemy is pretty safe.

In particular, he is very familiar with calcination, dissolution, separation, confluence, fermentation, distillation, and condensation, and the probability of accidents is infinitely close to zero.

But that is the probability on paper after all, not the same as zero.

"The structure of the circuit board is too complicated. I was too focused when imitating it to describe the magic circuit. I didn't notice that the alloy calcined in the boiler was ready."

The tips of the index fingers of Vincent's two hands touched together, making a small circle,

"Fortunately, I have taken sufficient safety measures in advance, so in the end, only this little bit was blown up."

Alchemy sounds quite safe, at least safer than potions that always smell strange.

The smiles on everyone's faces were no longer stiff.

Eric and Chris talk about cars, and Evelyn and Jane talk about the kids.

Hermione picked up the teacup with peace of mind, "You are indeed the leader of the atmosphere team at Hogwarts."

Vincent accepted her praise humbly, "I just solved the troubles I created, nothing special."

He picked up Gu Gu Gu who had bad eyes, "It was you, the little guy, who ran away at the first time. I heard you scolding me when I came down just now."

"Cuckoo!"

"I don't need time to pick up the wand? After all, it's because you fell asleep and didn't remind me in time."

"Cuckoo!"

"Sleeping with one eye open? Don't think I haven't seen 'Animal World'."

The British Broadcasting Corporation - that is, the BBC has many channels.

Many of the documentary channels are about animals. As a "native-born" British, Vincent has watched similar programs since he was a child to help him sleep.

Cuckoo was made more mellow.

Hermione on the opposite side laughed a little out of control.

Having a pet seems like a good idea, too.

The Granger family did not refuse the warm hospitality of the Wayne family, and the two mothers went out to the market arm in arm.

The two dads also came out to the garage together.

It looks small, but it has actually cast the No Trace Stretching Curse.

An ordinary sedan and SUV, an Aston Martin DB5, and three Bugatti sports cars.

Evelyn drove away the silver one, Eric chatted with Chris and came in to get the key.

"Son, let's go for a few laps."

"go Go."

Gu Gu squinted his big eyes and took the opportunity to break free from Vincent's "clutches".

It flapped its small wings and flew into Hermione's arms opposite.

Open your eyes and look cute, she protects like Qiu,

"It's just a cute owl and it hasn't done anything wrong, can't you be more generous?"

Vincent rolled his eyes into Gu Gu who pretended to be trembling with fear in her arms,

"Yeah, there are indeed enough 'cute' ones."

He had thought that Hermione would be different from other girls, at least she wouldn't be fooled by being cute.

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