Hogwarts Dances with Dragons

Christmas Day, noon.

Led by Lado, the Grangers arrived at Ivan's house by the fireplace.

Luna's father, Xenophilius Lovegood, had already arrived in the morning.

Compared to the formal attire of the Grangers, Xenophilius's old coat seemed a bit casual. Obviously, as the editor-in-chief and owner of a tabloid, the Lovegood family's conditions should not be bad.

But Ivan heard from Luna that the father and daughter usually prefer to travel instead of shopping for clothes.

Or it could be said that Ivan could raise an ethereal and elegant girl like Luna. It's hard to say whether Ivan is materially wealthy, but Luna must be very wealthy spiritually.

"Merry Christmas, honey!"

The Grangers stepped out of the fireplace in a daze. They didn't even have time to dust themselves off with the ashes, and hugged Hermione affectionately as they stepped forward to greet them.

"It's amazing! It's amazing!" Chris squatted by the fireplace and looked at the fireplace carefully: "You can actually travel through the fireplace! So, Santa Claus is actually a wizard?"

"No, Santa Claus is really a fictional character." Xenophilius came forward and said politely: "First meeting, Mr. Granger, Xenophilius Lovegood."

"Oh!" Chris stretched out his hand: "Chris Granger, this is my wife Jacqueline, nice to meet you."

Xenophilius stretched out his hand cheerfully: "My daughter Luna and Miss Granger are very good friends. I hope we can get along happily."

Chris looked very happy: "Of course!"

"Your dad believes in Snorlax, but doesn't believe in Santa Claus?" Alvin and Luna whispered.

"Because the original legend of Santa Claus originated from the Ministry of Magic mistakenly connecting the fireplace entrance to a Muggle home." Luna explained.

"Ha!" Alvin laughed, this is too careless...

Lal got two pairs of slippers for the Grangers. Even now Ivan can't accept the Western habit of wearing shoes at home.

"Thank you, Ral," Mrs. Granger said gently.

This was not the first time that the Grangers met the elf. When Lar followed Alvin to the Granger house, he would always help Mrs. Granger clean up the housework.

As for the enslaved existence of house elves, the Grangers and their wives have a much more open attitude than Hermione. At least they will not stupidly say that this is a regression of social civilization or something.

Perhaps because of the tacit understanding between men, Xenophilius and Chris quickly chatted together. The two chatted from the dentist to the newspaper office, and from the newspaper office to the Bent-Horned Snorlax. Chris enthusiastically expressed his desire to Showing Snorlax's teeth...

"The girl's name is Luna?"

In the kitchen, Mrs. Granger, who was helping Dodo Lailai cook, asked in a low voice.

"Luna Lovegood." Hermione smiled: "She is a very good girl."

"Oh, really?" Mrs. Granger turned her head and looked towards the living room. Ivan was playing wizard chess with Luna: "She's so beautiful! She just doesn't know how to dress up. Oh, poor child..."

It was just the father and daughter at Christmas, and as a girl who didn't know how to dress up, Mrs. Granger quickly guessed everything about Luna's family.

"Are Alvin very close to her?" Mrs. Granger cut the potatoes and handed them to the frightened Dou Duo, asking casually.

"Because Ivan and I are close." Hermione said casually.

"Oh..." Mrs. Granger understood: "Do you like Alvin?"

Hermione's face suddenly turned red: "Mom!"

"I just like it, there's nothing to be embarrassed about, my dear." Mrs. Granger raised her eyebrows slightly: "Have you two made any progress?"

Hermione blushed as if she was about to bleed, and nodded imperceptibly.

"Really?" Mrs. Granger's eyes lit up: "How far are we now? Are we holding hands? No, looking at you like this, you won't kiss, right? Although I think it's a bit early for you..."

"What are you talking about!" Hermione's face turned red: "We... haven't reached that kind of relationship yet..."

"How innocent..." Mrs. Granger chuckled.

Hermione couldn't stand it anymore, and turned around to leave the kitchen, but was stopped by Mrs. Granger again.

"I don't want to ruin the friendship between you, but..." Mrs. Granger nuzzled towards the living room: "Alvin seems to be quite popular."

"They were just playing chess." Hermione folded her arms and said angrily.

"I know, but she always likes to stare at Alvin." Mrs. Granger smiled: "If a girl always stares at a boy, then there is a high probability that she likes him."

"And that girl looks very smart. It's a bit bad to say that, but she does look like the kind of girl who can read other people's minds." Mrs. Granger shook her head: "This makes me a little worried about you, you are too simple. ,Honey…"

"Luna is indeed smart, but she is also very simple." Hermione said helplessly: "Although she cares about Alvin very much, she is definitely not the person you said."

"Okay, I trust your judgment." Mrs. Granger kissed Hermione's forehead lovingly, and then pushed her to leave the kitchen: "Go and accompany your little boyfriend. Don't let him be alone with other girls. Stay."

Hermione blushed and wanted to explain something, but she still sat down next to Alvin honestly and rolled her eyes towards the kitchen.

In the living room, Chris noticed Hermione sitting next to Alvin, and his eyelids twitched slightly.

Especially Hermione's head resting affectionately on Alvin's shoulder, which made the old father very angry.

Xenophilius noticed Chris's reaction and felt a little funny. Then he looked at Lar: "Would you mind taking us around the room? Seriously, this house is really beautiful. I heard that Mag The professor gave it to Alvin."

"Yes, that's right..." Lal made a gesture of invitation: "The stern but gentle Professor McGonagall has given the owner this house. Please..."

"This is Master Ivan's bedroom. The kind-hearted Master Ivan doesn't mind us coming in and out at will, but unless we are cleaning the room, Lal usually won't offend this noble domain."

Lar said in a high-pitched voice and unhurriedly.

"It's really neat." Chris praised.

"Thank you for your compliment. It is our highest honor to take good care of the master's house." Lar said, snapping his fingers, and some dust on Alvin's bedside suddenly disappeared, making it clean and translucent.

"Eh? This photo..."

Chris noticed a photo on the desk and stepped forward to take a closer look.

The photo showed the backs of Alvin and Hermione. The two were close together, leaning against a red soft chair. Then Hermione suddenly turned her head, kissed Alvin on the cheek, and then lowered her head with a blushing face.

Chris: "!!!"

Damn Alvin Rothstein! ! !

"Oh..." Xenophilius shrugged, looking helpless, and looked at Lar for help.

Lal blinked and smiled slyly.

Xenophilius: "..."

This elf did it on purpose!