I can enter Hogwarts in the last days

Chapter 377: Home was stolen?

The journey of a few hours seemed a bit short despite the tenderness and companionship.

Evening, Granger's house.

When Hermione turned on the big light in the living room, she stood still, looking at the empty living room with some disbelief. There was nothing else in the huge room except a sofa and a TV.

Was the house ransacked? …

"Ian!" After being shocked, Hermione subconsciously thought of her boyfriend. "Come in quickly, the house has been stolen."

As she spoke, Hermione shook her wrist, and the wand was immediately in her hand.

Here I have to mention the educational reform at Hogwarts. In just one and a half years, the young wizards studying in the school have developed good habits.

"What's wrong?" After hearing Hermione's call, Ian quickly walked to the living room without having time to change his shoes.

"Um..." Looking at the empty room in front of him, Ian didn't know what to say. Faced with this situation, he really didn't know what to do.

"How about we call the police..." Ian asked tentatively.

"Call the police?" Hermione narrowed her eyes and said sternly: "If you dare to rob my home, you can get an advantage by entering the police station. I'll go upstairs to take a look first."

After saying that, he walked upstairs, leaving Ian alone in a daze.

Looking at Hermione's leaving figure, Ian opened his mouth, but didn't say a word to dissuade her.

There is no way, a girl has absolutely zero sense when she is angry, and when the girl is replaced by a witch, it is no longer the concept of 1+1.

The dangerous aura surrounding Hermione just now opened Ian's eyes.It's hard to imagine that Hermione, who is usually well-behaved and docile, has such a fierce side.

Granger's house actually doesn't have many rooms on the first floor, including the living room, kitchen, dining room, and storage room.

After going around all the rooms, Ian said to himself doubtfully:

"It shouldn't be..."

Whether it was the dining room or the kitchen, it didn't feel like it had been robbed, but if it hadn't been a thief, how could he explain the empty living room and storage room.

Just when Ian was confused, "thump thump thump~" there was another sound of footsteps on the stairs.

"It's okay upstairs!"

“It doesn’t feel like it was stolen!”

Hermione and Ian expressed their opinions at the same time. Seeing that their opinions were so consistent, they both looked at each other and smiled, and the atmosphere was much more relaxed than before.

Especially Hermione, she returned to her original docile appearance, as if everything just now was an illusion.

……

The only remaining sofa in the living room became the only place for the two of them to live.

"Do you want to go take a look?" Hermione suggested.

"What's there to see? The things are still the same, just in a different place." Ian refused subconsciously, but when he turned around and saw Hermione looking around, he knew that this Gryffindor cat couldn't be suppressed after all. Live your curiosity.

"Forget it, let's go take a look. God knows where you got so much curiosity."

After saying that, Ian stood up first and walked towards the garage outside the door.

Just now, after a conversation with Hermione, and combined with the situation in the kitchen and the bedroom on the second floor, he finally guessed the whereabouts of these furniture.

Entering the garage, opening the side door of the Pathfinder, the two of them walked into the RV one after the other.

"It seems that your father did not choose to pile them in the living room." Looking at the large flat floor that had not changed at all, Ian looked at Hermione teasingly.

<divclass="contentadv">"His obsessive-compulsive disorder doesn't last a day or two anymore. It's really strange to pile up furniture here."

Open the small door of the RV bathroom and enter the extended farm.

Ian finally saw the horror of a man with obsessive-compulsive disorder. A wide variety of items were piled up in an area of ​​almost hundreds of square meters according to their respective categories.

This place not only contains the previous furniture, but also is filled with mountains of daily necessities, toiletries and instant cans.

Especially for toiletries, Mr. Granger bought more than a dozen boxes of toothbrushes and toothpaste, and they were neatly stacked according to different brands and functions.

……

Two hours later, the Grangers returned home dragging their exhausted bodies.At the same time, they also brought a whole trunk of supplies with them. After entering the door, they started carrying it to the RV without saying a word.

Such a skilled process left Hermione on the side stunned.

After everything was sorted, the family sat in the empty living room.

On the sofa, Mr. Granger casually opened a can of beer, took a swig, and couldn't help complaining:

"The situation is getting worse and worse. Now many people are starting to rush to buy supplies, especially instant cans and compressed biscuits. Stores in several blocks are sold out."

Looking at his somewhat anxious prospective father-in-law, Ian planned to give him some reassurance. It was not uncommon for him to be anxious and angry all day long, especially when it came to moving furniture...

He clearly remembered that he had said before that he would simply shrink the house and take it away when the time came, but the panicked Mr. Granger still carried it blindly.

"Actually, you don't have to do this. At least you don't have to rush to buy food. There may be a shortage of supplies in the future, but it will not affect the wizard family."

"Hey! I know." Mr. Granger sighed, and then said: "But if you don't buy something to bring back, it will make people more anxious."

Ian nodded and could only give up.Because there is nothing wrong with what they said. After knowing everything, no one can remain indifferent and leave money without spending it?It can only make you more anxious.

This reminded him of the period novels he read in his previous life. There were very few people who didn't store food to prepare for shortages. Even if the protagonist had mountains of supplies in his warehouse, he would still turn into a hamster and go to the so-called pigeon market to carry food little by little. .

……

late at night.

In the bedroom on the third floor, the lights in the room had long been turned off. Only the night light on the bedside was still emitting a faint warm light.

Hermione walked out of the bathroom and looked at the familiar figure on the bed. She lifted the blanket without thinking, then slipped in quietly, stretched out her arms, and hugged Ian tightly.

then……

Hermione saw a pair of pale golden eyes staring at her, and the movements of her hands froze, but then she said disapprovingly: "I thought you were asleep."

"If you had pulled your hand out, or not moved so much, I should have fallen asleep by now."

Ian glanced at Hermione speechlessly. Who could sleep with such a big move?

"Then I don't care. I advise you to be smart and don't resist! Just let me hold you." Hermione threatened with a pouted mouth.

After that, he turned over and stretched out his other arm to wrap around Ian's neck. On the already narrow single bed, under this operation, the two people were almost touching each other.

What's even worse is that at this moment, Hermione has just come out of the bathroom, wrapped in a small bath towel, and now... this bath towel has been ruthlessly abandoned after she got into the blanket. .

Due to the multiple uses of the Time-Turner, Hermione still retains the girlish innocence and playfulness while growing physically, and her innocent expression hides her plump figure.

Such rounds of multiple dimensionality reduction blows... Ian quickly lost his mind.

He leaned down, put his lips against Hermione's ear, and said softly: "I have to take the Charms exam today..."

Chapter 2 is being prepared~ Xiaodi has been hesitating about this scale, it’s so difficult