Hogwarts executioner

"Why did you suddenly think of this?" William sat on the stool, and the sound of the waves once again occurred to his ears.

Ao Hai often laughed at William for being afraid of death, which he admitted without hesitation.

Everyone will die, but William never wants to die in vain. He still has many pursuits to complete.

After floating at sea for nearly a month, Allen and Francis arrived in Spain one after the other. After that, the two families spent more than half a month in Spain together, and they visited all the scenic spots in Spain.

Whether it is the famous sunbathing beach and those open-minded blonde beauties, or the elegant Alhambra Palace and classical literary and artistic works, whether it is a classic bar hidden in an alley, or an old-fashioned restaurant that has been passed down for hundreds of years, a group of People spent a very fulfilling holiday.

Although William tried his best to teach, Fu Rong still failed to learn all the close combat techniques, but in this one-on-one personal guidance, Fu Rong seemed to blush more and more easily.

Often when William was concentrating on teaching Fleur, Gabrielle, who was left out in the cold, would raise her little fists and use the only set of Master Luan's boxing techniques that she had learned.

Then it became a small game of Fleur and Gabriel chasing and killing William.

When William and Fleur were dancing in a bar, Fleur took away their first kiss in this life.

Amidst the changing dim pink lights, the lively dance music "Spanish Bullfight" dances with musical strings. Fleur, who had had a little drink, seemed a little confused, her face was red, she hugged William and looked into William's blue eyes, and she became drunk just looking at it.

She couldn't help but kiss William. In William's surprised eyes, she nervously grabbed the clothes on William's back with her hands, and stepped on William's insteps with her feet.

Indulge in each other in the warm atmosphere of this lover's bar suitable for lovers' dates.

Apolline and Catherine were dancing with their husbands on the other side, and Gabrielle was sleeping soundly on the sofa under Helen's care.

Francis looked at the young couple and gritted his teeth, like an old farmer whose cabbage, which he worked so hard to raise, was stolen.

According to Allen's translation after the event, Francis' eyes can be converted into such a sentence, "Little thief who steals vegetables, you can handle such a small vegetable? I can't stop with you!"

Apollin blinked at William, Allen gave William a thumbs up, and Catherine was a little smug.

"Obviously I was the one who was forcefully kissed!"

William held the slightly drunk Fleur, looking a little embarrassed, or at a loss.

If there wasn't a 12-year-old girl in his arms, and he himself wasn't a 9-year-old boy, he would have given her a passionate tongue kiss.

But the problem is that there is a simple little girl in his arms, even if he is a beast, he really can't do it.

The little witch clumsily kissed her, chasing some kind of exciting hormonal scent.

William felt his heart beating very fast at this moment. This was a kind of pure joy. The joy of being loved had not appeared for a long time.

"Shit luck! Beast!"

Ao Hai was so jealous that he kept shouting about shit luck, and then William let him see shit luck for half an hour. This is a method he discovered, using his brain to create false biowave signals and send them out.

This technique is very simple. The intelligence brain itself has the ability to transmit bioelectrical signals, similar to Bluetooth, for short-distance information transmission.

William didn't know how long the two hugged and danced for a long time.

When Francis pulled the two apart fiercely, he realized that the little witch was already a little drowsy.

“我还以为弗朗西斯会揍你一顿。”艾伦带着威廉回到酒店套间内，与威廉面对面而坐，兴致勃勃问道：“你们什么开始谈恋爱的？”

William opened a bottle of bottled water, twisted it away and drank it. After drinking, he said: "I consider her a good friend."

Allen also opened a bottle of mineral water. He suppressed the drunkenness in his body and wasted it on his face.

"William, Fleur is a perfect marriage partner. She is beautiful, has a good family background, and is a pure-blood wizard. Where can you find such a good girl?"

Dad, please, I'm only 9 years old, isn't it too early.

William looked at Alan speechlessly. Even if children in Europe and the United States are indeed precocious, who would announce marriage at this age?

And is it really okay for you to teach your son how to find a partner?

"Dad, how old was your first love when you were young?"

Allen turned around and saw that Catherine was still bathing. He turned around and whispered: "You promise not to tell anyone else?"

William said: "Dad, I didn't even tell mom about you and Aunt Rowena."

Allen stood up in fright, quickly sat next to William, stared at the direction of the bathroom, and whispered: "Little bastard, don't talk nonsense, I have nothing to do with Rowena."

"Hehe." William chuckled.

It doesn't matter, will you treat my child as a treasure? He also gave gifts and patiently provided medical knowledge.

Allen proudly said: "Dad's first love was earlier than yours, when he was 7 years old."

William asked, "Who?"

Allen sighed: "She got married and now lives over there in Oxford."

"Is she pretty?" William asked.

"Pretty, no worse than your mother."

"Are you rich?"

"Their family has no money and is very poor, but she is considered rich. After graduating from college, she studied computers. I heard that she is now starting a business and starting a company, with an annual income of several million."

"Beautiful, rich, and my first love when I was 7 years old. Dad, why don't you take her as your wife?"

"Uh, William, you actually tricked me!"

Fu Rong woke up the next day and remembered what happened last night. When she came down from the hotel and saw William, she couldn't lift her head. She hid behind Apollin with a blushing face, peeping at William from time to time.

As September comes and Furong's second grade is about to begin, both parties have no choice but to end this long trip.

William re-entered a high-intensity learning career such as practicing swords, practicing spells, practicing spells, and alchemy experiments. During this period, he continued to maintain high-frequency correspondence with Furong.

It used to be one letter a week, but after September it became three letters a week. Later, Furong increased the frequency, forcing William to only follow up with seven letters a week.

It is said that Francis suffered from a strange disease of "fear of seeing people's trust".