I can enter Hogwarts in the last days

Chapter 404 Opening a Bakery

After dinner, Ian chose to go back to the RV to rest.

Although the Grangers also tried to stay, the apartment was different from the upstairs and downstairs of the villa, and he always felt uncomfortable in the flat space.

Of course, he didn't blindly ask Hermione to join him.

Although some things have been tacitly understood, they are not married yet, so in traditional England, the proper etiquette still needs to be observed.

In this regard, it is really in sharp contrast to France.

the other side.

After returning to the RV, Ian fell asleep after washing himself. The busyness and fatigue of the whole day were completely released at this moment.

This was a good 10 hours of sleep, and the beautiful touch he felt in his hands in the morning made him couldn't help but exert a little force.

Soon, a sudden movement made Ian open his eyes in confusion, and he saw Hermione's slightly frowning brows, which made him subconsciously let go of his hands.

At the same time, Ian also fell into deep thought. When did Hermione come here?

But he soon stopped worrying about it. After all, his girlfriend's night attack also made him very happy. After all, only when you have thoughts in your heart will you take action. Isn't this the perfect embodiment of attachment?

Thinking of this, Ian quietly got up and started preparing today's breakfast.

……

After one hour.

In the restaurant, Ian put down the black tea in his hand, looked at Hermione beside him, and said, "Do you have any plans for the summer vacation? Are you just going to stay like this?"

"Otherwise?" Hermione looked at Ian with some confusion. What else would she do if she didn't spend the summer vacation? Traveling around the world?

"I mean, should we find something to do for ourselves? Like open a bakery? The wheat and grapes growing on the farm are too barbaric. It's really a waste of resources if this continues."

Ian was also inspired by this, especially after his home visit yesterday, he found that the ecological city still seemed to be in a "semi-activated" state, without the vitality that a city should have.

Of course, he also knew that this was directly related to the large-scale confusion spell.

But it is undeniable that this cold urban state always makes people feel isolated and isolated, which probably means that the fireworks of life are missing.

Faced with such a proposal, Hermione thought about it for a while, nodded and said:

"I can help you occasionally. After all, Professor Slughorn has assigned me a lot of papers. I have to hurry up and sort them out during the summer vacation."

"Well, as long as you don't object."

……

After breakfast, Ian immediately came to the administrative office in the city center. After expressing his intention, he quickly received a stamped mobile operating permit.

Yes, mobile operations. He had no intention of looking for a fixed property from the beginning. Although it was just a simple transformation spell, Ian preferred the freedom of driving a RV and walking around the streets like a hawker.

Closer to home.

After everything is done, the next step is to prepare for business.

The first was the gathering and grinding of wheat in the RV farm. Even with the help of magic, it took three days to cover 100,000 acres of planting area.

"It's really not easy to do anything..." Ian said to himself with emotion as he looked at the mountains of flour.

These three days of mechanical work also made us realize the reality that without the help of magic, let alone food reserves, the ecological city would probably not be able to survive for a day.

In the same way, it also extinguished the previous idea of ​​finding a house elf.

In an ecological city where Phoenix can't travel freely, house elves can't even think about it. And a house elf that can't apparate is much less useful.

……

Time flies, and days fly by.

Just when Ian was preparing to officially open his business, a report that Rita Skeeter was the chef disrupted all his plans.

It is worth mentioning that you can also order the Daily Prophet in the eco-city, but the newspapers are all published by Muggles. After all, in this environment, it is impossible to spend energy on disinfecting owls, which are not as big as one or two. Simple.

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"If you fail to succeed, you will fail!" Ian couldn't help but sigh, and then put down the newspaper in his hand with a headache.

The headline on the front page of today’s Daily Prophet clearly reads——

"Escaped from the Aurors, Daphne Greengrass was born with love and hatred"

Of course, if it was just to let Daphne escape, Ian wouldn't feel a headache.

What really made him helpless was the second half of the title. The woman Rita got the news from somewhere, pointing all the fingers at him.

The allusive Spring and Autumn style of writing, mapping, allusion, inducement... Although there is no naming, there are things like 'winner of the Sir Merlin Medal', 'suspected of a certain transfer student', 'first acquaintance in Diagon Alley', 'being acquainted by a certain Gryffindor girl fights for love'

Although all of the above are exaggerated, they are not made up randomly. For example, he and Daphne really met at Madame Magic Gold's Robe Shop.

Many things like this have certain basis, but Rita only talks briefly, leaving unlimited room for imagination. The main thing is to let readers make up their own minds.

But this is a pain for Ian. According to the inertial interpretation described in the article, he and Daphne were the first love, and Hermione was just a latecomer, using some unknown means...

In short, in Ian's opinion, this article can be used as an outline of a romantic sadomasochism novel.

But that's not the point. He now has to think about how to explain it to Hermione.

He wouldn't have worried about this before, but Hermione in love... would occasionally lose her mind.

"boom!"

The sound from the RV door interrupted Ian's thoughts, and he secretly said that what is supposed to come will always come.

Soon, Hermione's figure appeared in front of him.

It seemed that she was walking in a hurry. Hermione was also out of breath at the moment, her chest was rising and falling slightly, and there was a trace of sweat on her forehead.

After entering the living room, Hermione took off her robe first, hung it on the hanger with her backhand, and then looked at Ian without saying a word.

"Hermione, sit down first and listen to my explanation!" Ian said with a headache.

Hermione didn't speak, she just walked slowly to the table, her high heels making a crisp sound when they collided with the floor, and slowly pulled out a chair and sat down.

But this time she no longer sat in the upright posture of the good girl before, but in a more sharp-edged posture.

Hermione crossed her arms across her chest, raised her pretty face slightly, and raised her legs elegantly. The bright red color on the soles of her high heels was clearly visible.

Sit down, raise your legs, raise your head, and move smoothly. Even if he doesn't say a word, his aura alone has left many people in the dust.

a long time.

"Tell me, what happened? I became the third party for no reason."

Hermione's cold voice sounded, mixed with a hint of grievance.

The moment she saw the newspaper, she was really angry. Although her reason told her that it was all false, the content inside always lingered in her mind unconsciously.

This was also the reason why she rushed to confront Ian. It wasn't so much a confrontation, but she couldn't tell what the reason was subconsciously.

In short, Hermione was just holding a fire in her heart and wanted to explode for no reason.

Compared with Rita and the unrelated Daphne, Ian, one of the parties involved, has become her best target.