HP meets at Hogwarts

The phone jingled, and there was a cordless phone in the corner of the living room.

"Hi, this is Aaron Hall's house, who are you looking for? Oh, yes, please wait a moment." Al the house elf answered the phone, then he picked up the receiver, and with a pop, shifted Ying came to the door of Ann's room on the third floor and knocked lightly on the door.

"Miss Stocker, a Miss Granger is calling for you."

With a click, the door of the room opened. An, with her messy hair and sleepy eyes rubbing her slippers, stood at the door. After knocking on the door, she only vaguely heard the word phone.

An Chong smiled at Orr, reached out to take the microphone and put it to his ear, and planned to lie down on the bed again, "Hello?"

"Ann, good morning! Hey, aren't you still sleeping?" Hermione's voice came from the microphone.

The voice seemed to have magical powers, and Ann felt her head cleared up. This was the first time Hermione had contacted her since the summer vacation, and it was also the first time Fanny had told Ann about the messy speculation.

Ann made a sharp turn, walked towards the tightly drawn curtains, and opened them all at once, the dazzling sunlight filled the whole room, Ann narrowed her eyes, "No, how can I, I'm getting up Good morning, the weather is really nice today."

"Yeah, it's a nice day today... oh, I meant to say, Ann, happy birthday!"

It sounded that the other party was a little nervous, and the corner of An's mouth unconsciously pulled a smile, "Thank you."

"Well, do you have any plans for today?"

"Well, let me think about it, I'm going to change clothes and go downstairs to have breakfast, and then open my birthday present in the living room. At noon, my uncle and I will go to the airport to pick up my aunt, oh, she will be in the Ministry of Magic from tomorrow The Director of the Department of International Magic Cooperation..."

"I know that, I saw it in the Daily Prophet yesterday, it's great, Ann, so your aunt will live in London too, right? You can stay with your uncle and aunt when you stay in London for the summer holidays A city..."

"Well, although I also like the city of Paris, France, I like London more... Aha, I'm afraid Uncle Vegas doesn't think so, I guess he should still look forward to me talking about some new dishes with him during the summer vacation Bar…"

"You mean, the manager of that restaurant near your aunt's house?"

"Yes, that's him. Do you remember?"

"Of course I remember."

"Hey, did I tell you the story of him opening the store?"

"No, does Uncle Vegas have any stories? I want to hear it."

"He, didn't he say that he opened the store not to make money? In fact, he opened the store to fulfill a promise and a wish. He and his wife were childhood sweethearts. When they were very young, they each had a dream. Vegas wanted to be a gourmet, and her wife wanted to be a musician, so the two made an agreement when they were young, and opened a restaurant with music in Paris when the conditions allowed. But when they grew up, they got married, and Vegas Adams went to work for a multinational company, food became a hobby, and his wife became a tutor pianist. There is nothing wrong with this, at least the two are satisfied with their ordinary life. The salary increases, the work is getting more and more tiring, but every time I come home, my wife will always prepare his favorite food for him, play a song for him, and pass the days in a very ordinary way."

"After that, Uncle Vegas just talked about it, and she left later. But he quit his job, came to Paris, and opened this gourmet restaurant."

"That's it..." Hermione said softly.

Through the window, the greenhouse in the yard and a horse chestnut outside the greenhouse can be seen clearly.Fanny's parting words came back to Ann at this moment.

"Hermione..."

"Ok?"

"You..." What do you think of Ron.

As soon as this idea came up, An immediately vetoed it. Fanny's words were not credible, so it was better not to ask.

"what?"

"Oh, I want to ask, at the end of last semester, there was something you wanted to tell me, what was it?"

"Ah," said Hermione's voice with excitement and a hint of pride, "I finally figured out how Rita Skeeter got into a venue where she wasn't supposed to be, and overheard other people's secret conversations."

"Oh? How did she do it?"

"Well, it was Harry who inspired me. He said a word to me after dinner, wiretapping (meaning beetle)" Hermione said happily, "It reminds me, Rita Skeeter is probably an unregistered Animagus, oh Ann, Animagus is the highest form of Transfiguration magic, she can turn into a beetle anyway. That would explain why she can Under the circumstances that no one else can find out, you have eavesdropped on other people's secrets!"

"Awesome! Hermione." Ann praised, "So, you caught her? No wonder she didn't write reports in the Daily Prophet recently."

"Yeah, I caught her the night Harry was in the hospital, but I let her go when I got back to London, and I told her not to write for a year, and see if she can get rid of the slander and insults vice!"

"Pretty clever, Hermione. Haha, I think this has to be the worst year of all her years as a reporter."

Hermione giggled happily from the other end of the phone, and the two of them hugged the phone and laughed for a while before stopping.

Suddenly, an alarm clock on Ann's bedside table suddenly rang.This is the alarm clock that Ann set before going to bed last night to prevent herself from staying in bed and missing things in the morning.

Ann held the phone and ran to the bedside to turn off the alarm clock, and then she turned off the second and third alarm clocks.

"Cough...then what, I should go downstairs to have breakfast..."

"Okay, let's go have breakfast..."

Ann didn't hang up the phone, the voice from the microphone told her that Hermione should be walking around, looking for something.

The walking sound disappeared, and Hermione added with a smile on the phone, "Ann, I see, it's nine o'clock, next time I will pay attention to calling you after this time..."

Ann's ears turned red all of a sudden, and he hesitated for a while without thinking of what to say, and finally he had to say something like a broken can, "I'm lying in bed, you know..."

"Yeah, it's nothing, you should hurry up and have breakfast..."

"Yeah." Ann responded and hung up the phone.But she didn't go downstairs to have breakfast immediately. Instead, she grabbed the phone and stood in front of the window for a while. After a while, she changed her clothes and went downstairs to have breakfast.

At breakfast, she casually let Al start unwrapping birthday presents.Fanny sent Ann a large package of precious and rare magic plant seeds and materials, as well as several pots of magic plants.

Seeing Auer carefully take out a few pots of magic plants with teeth and claws from a leather bag in the big package, Anzai ran over to take a closer look at the leather bag when he was halfway through eating, and couldn't help sighing, Fanny What a rich family, this is a black dragon skin bag that has been cast with a stretching spell to hold living things.

Taking Fanny's birthday card, Ann looked at it at a glance. It was the same as the usual greeting card, but this year there were more words wishing An an adult, but at the end Fanny added: Don't forget what I told you, summer vacation is a It's good for cultivating feelings.

Ann immediately put an unreliable label on Fanny's greeting card, and then threw the greeting card into the greeting card sorting box.

"Ah, this is a gift from Miss Granger." Orr held up a package, "It looks like he called Miss Stocker this morning? Is Orr right?"

"Well, that's right." Ann reached out and took the gift held by Orr. The package was not big, but heavy.

What could it be?

Curiosity climbed into An's heart in an instant.

After tearing off the thick paper packaging, a brand new Sony portable CD player appeared in front of my eyes, as well as a few carefully packaged CDs.

"Wow, Sony's! Wait a minute, I remember seeing this model before..." An Xing rushed to a corner of the living room, grabbed a magazine, and quickly flipped through a page, "Sure enough, it's new in February this year... It’s not available in Europe yet.”

"How much pocket money will this save..." Ann glanced at the price, closed the magazine, and turned to the packaged CDs.

Can't wait to tear open the package, two Rolling Stones CDs, one Claude Debussy's piano CD, one Franz Schubert's piano CD.

"This gift is a bit expensive..." Ann muttered, and took out the greeting card written by Hermione.

There were only simple greetings and blessings on the greeting card. After reading it, Ann folded the birthday greeting card, put the greeting card into the greeting card sorting box, then stood up, clapped her hands, and returned to the dining table.

After Ann finished her breakfast, she asked Al to move all the birthday presents to her room, and finally added, "Just put the CD player that Miss Granger gave you on my desk, don't put it away."

Glancing at his watch, it was still early. An walked to a floor-to-ceiling window facing the yard, opened the window, changed his shoes, and entered the greenhouse.

Skillfully watering, fertilizing, and recording the growth of different magic plants, there are two lingering questions in An's head, how did Hermione buy that expensive CD player, and how did she You will know your favorite pianist.

When I think about it this way, my thinking suddenly diverges.Ann wavered a little from her conviction that Fanny was joking.

If, supposing a little, if what Fanny said was true.

So, can you?

With a soft snap, the long tentacles of the magic hand vine hit An's hand.An hurriedly withdrew her hand, but fortunately she was wearing dragon leather gloves, otherwise there would be blood from the stroke just now.

Shaking his head, An shook out the unrealistic thoughts.It is impossible for the plot to change so much. Even though there have been some changes in the past, the three protagonists are charged with saving the magic world. It is too unrealistic to fall in love with a Slytherin me.

Bah, what are you thinking, why did it involve falling in love.

But thinking is often not based on personal will. You tell yourself not to think about something, and sometimes it backfires.

The picture of her and Hermione walking by the Hogwarts lake holding hands flashed through Ann's mind immediately, the picture of her and Hermione sharing a vat of ice cream together on the Astronomy Tower hiding from the hot summer sun, The picture of her and Hermione secretly dating in the Hogwarts greenhouse without being disturbed...

Taking off the dragon leather gloves, An hurriedly exited the greenhouse.

"It must be because I was too full from eating just now, and it was too hot in the greenhouse, so I was thinking about things." Ann murmured out of the greenhouse, "Let's read a book and wait for Aaron."

The author has something to say:

Sorry, it's late, I forgot to upload it before... I thought I saved it... But I didn't... I just found out when I went back to the dormitory from the library...

The fifth part has started. After a good weekend (watching Resident Evil 6 with my girlfriends), I feel more motivated to write...