Daily demolition of the store [Comprehensive British and American]

The author has something to say: Novia’s metaphor is getting worse and worse: Others call Malfoy a vase, but here she is a flower pot_(:зゝ∠)_

The author, Mr. Chinese teacher is very good, don’t read~

True love always leaves you a pile of cockroaches and eats all the candies you want~

The next chapter is still anti-theft, whoever buys will know~

A static Hungarian tree peak dragon cake is placed on a white porcelain plate. The dragon's wings are spread out, maintaining a posture about to take off. The details are carved into the lines on the scales. The dragon's eyes are lifelike, and the whole cake is Like a frozen moment.

Draco selectively ignored the knife and fork that Novia sent later.When he placed the order, he thought that the so-called 'dragon cake' would appear in a more cute form, which was a bit different from what he thought.

"You did this?"

"Of course!" Novia nodded proudly.After traveling around, she gained a lot of knowledge. After seeing those rich people who filled the swimming pool with chocolate and thought they were a butter toffee; pulled out all the flowers in the garden and replaced them with piranhas. The rich and powerful, and the tragic experiences of piles of piles, are all crucial steps to achieve Novia's aesthetics.

She is not showing off anything, but look at this exquisite structure, the dragon with its wings ready to fly must be blended into this color with natural pigments - Novia has spent a lot of effort, and she can guarantee that, This isn't your usual decorated cake that you can't see but can't eat.

"But...it didn't move!" Draco carefully poked Xiaolong with his index finger, and the cake floated out of the range of the plate under the action of the love medicine powder. Draco looked up at Novia with some uncertainty: "This...can move, right?"

"Moving food is not popular in our place!" Novia had an expression of "how can there be such a person", and she attacked the diet level of the British wizarding world quite domineeringly: "I saw chocolate for the first time. When I was a frog, I didn’t realize what it was for! Did you let the chocolate struggle in your mouth?!”

"...!" Draco looked at the angry Novia in surprise, he wanted to remind Novia that he was a customer in the store and there was no reason to listen to her complaints.But he sparked the topic, but there was no way to find a gap between Novia's voice.

——This beautiful female shop owner is probably a lunatic, or he just doesn't understand the routines of American wizards.

Draco tried hard to remember what the customs and customs were like when he was on vacation in America, but he only remembered the luxurious scenery, leaving no details about the daily life of the local wizards.

Novia was slightly relieved when she saw that she got away with it.

Under the strong appearance, she was crying silently—the chocolate frog is very delicious, and so are the multi-flavored beans!On the second day after the store opened, Novia mail-ordered a box of candy experience packs from Honeydukes, and ate the whole box without telling Tony!

"...the taste is still okay." Under Novia's 'earnest expectation', Draco cut Xiaolong's back with a cake knife with some heartache.Although during the Triwizard Tournament, Potter rode this Hungarian tree peak dragon to show off, but Draco would never feel angry about the dragon family.

If it wasn't for the shopkeeper watching him nervously, he might have packed the cake and looked at it a few more times.

Draco's eyes widened in surprise as he cut the first piece of cake.

——The bones made of white chocolate, the cake embryo of red velvet, and the precise baking time make the moment of cutting open amazing.But unlike the infinitely realistic appearance, the inner structure of the cake is vaguely cute.

"Draco! You shouldn't stay in a medicinal herb shop for too long! We'll have to..." A man's voice came from the door of the shop, with a cadenced aria, before he saw anyone, he saw him first. A silver cane.

Novia saw a man with platinum blonde hair standing at the door of the store, his black robe shone like silk, no matter how detailed the description of Big Malfoy was given in the novel, it was not enough to compare with a real person standing in front of her that shock.

Draco seemed to have received the order, he stood up quickly, put away all the extra expressions before, and returned to his father in a well-trained posture.

——Father and son in the same frame!

Novia wanted to cover her chest. The place where the platinum father and son were standing looked like a luxury advertisement shooting scene...or there was a better, not so bad metaphor.

"Sorry, is this... Norlin's medicine store?" Big Malfoy put forward humble words in a haughty tone, and once again, Novia's surprise at seeing the real person cooled down.

"It's a dessert shop now, and it will be in the future." She didn't forget her original intention of attracting customers, and she slickly concealed her feelings, then: "Do you want an afternoon tea?"

"Even if I want to eat something, it's not at this moment. Xiaolong wasted a lot of time here... Then, how much is this cake of yours worth?" Malfoy took out his purse, and the clanging Jin Gallon Enough to tempt most businessmen.

Novia was a little unhappy.

She doesn't like the food she cooks to be looked down upon so much, that's not why she opened the shop.

She reached out and made a 'two'.

This price is too expensive, and it also makes Novia look more like those 'Gryffindors who don't know how to flatter'.

Lucius Malfoy placed the two Galleons on the table closest to him, and his beautiful fingers made no careful movements, never touching the table or any of the shop's furnishings during the whole process.

"Let's go, Xiaolong! You wasted a lot of time, that lord is still waiting for us!" Lucius's words were more like a warning to Novia, the "that lord" he mentioned ’, would conjure up enough associations for anyone who reads a newspaper,—was it Voldemort?Is that rumor true?Worrying about their own safety.

Novia laughed angrily.

She rolled up her sleeves, pushed them all the way to her elbows, and then called to Lucius who stepped out of the store, "Please wait a moment, Mr. Malfoy!"

Both Malfoys paused at the same time, but neither looked back.

They heard Novia say: "It suddenly occurred to me that I am one-eighth gypsy."

Draco saw his father's brow furrowed, and then the witch continued without fear of death: "This means that I also have a one-eighth chance of making a prophecy."

Draco was slightly relieved, at least the witch didn't blurt out any vicious curses.

Recently, some people will do this to them. The people who were caught at the Dark Lord's dinner party and tortured to death... Draco flinched. Before that, he worked very hard to let himself forget those memories for a short time. But these things that did happen were always in a corner of his brain, and he woke up screaming in the middle of the night for more than all the chatter at school.

"I believe someone came back from another time to make more changes." Novia gave an ambiguous hint.

"Nonsense!" Lucius reprimanded coldly.He didn't hear any power from this sentence, and it seemed that the speaker only regarded it as a joke.This frivolous behavior angered Lucius and made him doubt Novia's identity.

"You said...you're from America?" He might be able to spare a little time to do some verification work.

"You doubt my origin?"

"I still wonder if you are a wizard!"

Novia opened his perception. In the kitchen, Tony stood near the refrigerator and observed Novia's work results throughout the morning. It was impossible for him to turn back immediately.Having confirmed this, Novia waved the wand symbolically, "You should have basic respect for me, Mr. Lucius Malfoy."

Draco's wand aimed at Novia with a 'swish'.

Lucius just felt dazed for a moment, Novia's words sounded very reasonable, he really should believe the opinion of this honest and respectable lady...

Countless memories passed before his eyes, and he felt a slight trance, just like being slightly drunk at the end of a banquet. Lucius was in a half-dream and half-awake atmosphere. He recalled many stories from his student days, happily Or to his dismay, but soon enough, the hero of the story is another platinum-haired kid, and something terrible is about to happen.

Lucius tried his best to see the truth at the center of the vortex, and at the moment when he was about to touch the essence, he saw a pair of black eyes.

After the trance, Lucius found himself holding Draco's shoulders, his son looking at him worriedly.

He looked up at Novia, her eyes were like a calm black sea, maybe there is an abyss under the black sea.

"What did you do to me?!" He gritted his teeth and pointed his wand at Novia.A kind of anxiety that was close to the essence and could not be detected made him a little out of control.

"It's just a small trick to gain awe." Novia shook her wand again, and the door behind Malfoy and his son opened by itself, "—I can only give these reminders for the time being." Novia is very villainous Pointing to her head temperamentally - she has improved the purple man's ability, which is very close to the wizard's 'Imperial Curse', but combined with the dagger's simulated reality characteristics, it is estimated that it will add a lot to Lucius. Less psychological shadow area.

Novia watched the father and son leave. She was responsible for planting a seed, and even cheated by not allowing the flowerpot to inform their master. — Comparing Malfoy to a flowerpot?Well, the analogy is good this time!

"The guests are gone?" After a few minutes, Tony came out of the kitchen.He saw the cake that had only been cut and bitten, and felt that he had missed a world: "So, Mr. Malfoy thinks your cake is terrible?"

After Tony finished speaking, he realized that Novia was expressionless.

"Uh... I mean, his taste buds have been ruined by those terrible foods, such as Hogwarts pumpkin juice..." He hurriedly searched for a reason to comfort Novia, worrying about her Did it leave a psychological shadow, was hit hard and so on.

"No, I'm fine!" Novia came back to her senses.

She just briefly calculated the next work plan. Tony was not the one who recited the list of victims, and he had no idea of ​​the difficulty of the task.But Novia has to pay attention to these, it can't keep up with saving the people before, but after that, no one can be sacrificed...

"It's fine." Tony kept his mouth shut, he didn't want to recall how illogical his hasty comfort was.

—Pumpkin juice?seriously?Did he really use that as an example? !

"By the way, you stayed in the kitchen for so long just now... what were you doing?" Novia was clearing up the dishes, but she suddenly raised her head and asked.

This question freed Tony from the entanglement. He looked at Novia, who looked back at him with an innocent face and blinked at him.

"Look at what I found on the refrigerator!" Tony shook the box in his hand - the Honeydukes experience package - to Novia with a face of accusation.

Novia stuck out her tongue in embarrassment when the evidence was found. She stopped Tony from shaking the box solemnly, "...don't shake it! At least I left you a pile of cockroaches..."