Chapter 231 Hermione: In Just A Few Days, My House Was Robbed?

Chapter 231 Hermione: In Just A Few Days, My House Was Robbed?

In order to make the effect more obvious, Wayne also took out two bottles of potential potions and gave them to Astoria and Daphne.

These were not made by Snape, but by Wayne who took the time to make them himself, and he still has seven or eight bottles on hand.

He didn't give it before because Astoria's body hadn't recovered yet and he was afraid something would happen.

No need to worry now.

And in a sense, he and the Greengrass family are already a family, and there is nothing wrong with giving good things to his family.

In the next few days, Inverni finally realized what it felt like to be a genius.

The spells that used to work occasionally became easier to use, and their power became much stronger, and the speed of learning new spells became much faster.

Even some of the unique techniques Moody talks about can be mastered quickly.

Compared with now, she used to be a monster like Crabgoyle.

Wayne is also observing the changes in Daphne and Astoria.

The round table's effect system is very vaguely explained, and it is comprehensively upgraded to S level, but the specific talent that reaches S level is not clearly explained.

After watching it for a few days, I based on the performance of the two people after being exposed to different types of magic spells.

Wayne also made a rough estimate.

Daphne is better at Defense Against the Dark Arts and Dark Magic, while Astoria is better at Charms and Transfiguration.

Moreover, there seems to be no special talent bonus for those who rely on the round table to improve their level. Over the past few days, Wayne has found nothing.

But even this was enough to surprise Moody.

It's as incredible as a fool suddenly enlightened.

"What method did you use?"

Moody was keenly aware that all changes came from the boy who appeared from time to time.

Unable to suppress his curiosity, he came over and asked after the class was over.

Without revealing the existence of the Round Table, Wayne simply placed the blame on Potential Potion.

"Snape..." Moody frowned, having a bad impression of him.

"It's really amazing to be able to invent such a magic potion, but you have to stay away from him.

Mad-Eye reminded: "Snape was once a Death Eater and followed Voldemort. Although I don't know why Dumbledore trusted him so much and asked him... Anyway, please pay more attention."

Wayne nodded seriously and said in agreement: "Don't worry, I have discovered that he is not a good person.

Astoria, who had just walked over, quietly rolled her eyes.

Sure enough, Wayne would not miss any opportunity to speak ill of their dean.

Moody was very satisfied with this and praised the young man for being very vigilant.

Just when he saw the two coming, Wayne also reminded Moody: "You just need to be more strict when training Daphne. Astoria doesn't want to be an Auror, so don't embarrass her."

Astoria immediately became tearful.

Wayne was still kind to her, unlike her mother who didn't even know she felt sorry for her.

"This is not to make you lazy." Wayne rubbed her little head, "As your talent improves, you need to work harder."

"What determines your upper limit is your talent, and what determines your lower limit is your effort."

"If you can't beat Harry when school starts next year, I won't let Gardevoir make delicious food for you."

Astoria became anxious when she heard this.

Since signing the contract with that magical round table, in addition to changes in her talent, her appetite has also increased dramatically.

Astoria even doubted that the table was really a dining table.

She also wanted to take advantage of her increased appetite to eat more delicious food, but Wayne actually used this to blackmail her.

so bad!

Only Daphne noticed something and asked softly: "Wayne, are you leaving?"

"That's right." The young man admitted frankly: "It's been a while since I've been here, and the two shops will open the day after tomorrow. It's time to go back."

"Then when will you come over again?" Astoria grabbed his hand.

"Well... it will be August at least." Wayne thought for a moment and said.

Although she was very reluctant to leave, Astoria also knew that Wayne could not always stay with her.

Before leaving, Wayne asked Mrs. Greenglass to help open the Floo network permissions for the fireplace in his home.

Naturally, the mother-in-law would not refuse such a trivial matter.

The first day of July.

In the early morning, before the Leaky Cauldron opened, Wayne was dragged to the Firebolt Boutique in Diagon Alley by Penelope.

"Boss, you're finally here." McKay and Valor paced nervously back and forth in the store, and hurriedly greeted them when they saw them appear.

"It's not even seven o'clock, why did you ask me to come over...

Wayne yawned helplessly, took the hot milk in Penello's hand and took a sip, feeling a little more energetic.

"That's right, boss." McKay explained sheepishly: "We received a letter last night."

"Mr. Mustafa is also coming today. Spencer (Warlow) and I are afraid of making mistakes, so we want you to help with the reception. Don't you know Mr. Mustafa?"

"Just this little thing?" Wayne was speechless, "Just come, he's not a big customer."

※Luo said uneasily: "But we can decide whether we are allowed to use our brooms in next year's World Cup."

"I know, I know." Wayne looked around and said, "Is there a place to rest in the back? I'll go take a nap first and call me when someone comes."

"Yes." Valor said quickly: "Miss Crevat, you can take the boss with you. Just leave the cleaning and organization to us."

Both of them thought that Penello was the 'supervisor' arranged by Wayne, so they were obviously the bosses, but they were extremely polite to Penello.

Penello showed an apologetic smile and led Wayne to the lounge at the back.

The house that had just been decorated still lacked a lot of things, so Wayne lay down directly on the sofa and fell asleep with the blond senior's lap pillow on his head.

It wasn't until more than an hour later that he woke up with Penello's gentle wake-up call.

"Let's go to the front quickly, there are already guests."

When the two came to the store, they saw Valor and McKay standing in front of a Firebolt with two old men, introducing various data.

Mustafa noticed Wayne, smiled, walked up to him, and shook Wayne's hand vigorously.

"Long time no see, Mr. Lawrence."

"When I came here, I have been thinking about whether the Firebolt's ability to bring the dead back to life might have something to do with you."

"Long time no see, Mr. Mustafa." Wayne smiled and said, "Thanks to the guidance you gave me, I was able to find the two geniuses Valor and McKay and develop such a good broom." "

After saying that, he looked behind Mustafa and said: "Mr. Guise, I didn't expect you to come too.

Kragio Giese, owner of Nimbus Company.

The two are now considered competitors.

Geese showed a smile at the right time, but it looked a bit stiff no matter how you looked at it.

"Congratulations, Mr. Lawrence, the Firebolt is very good. It is indeed an epoch-making product."

These words made him feel bitter.

The original Nimbus was the absolute dominant player in the market, crushing Sweepstakes, Comet and several other brands.

But the appearance of the Firebolt directly crushed them.

After getting to know it carefully, Giese found that even if all of their company's technical reserves were used, they still wouldn't be able to compete with the Firebolt.

This is even more desperate.

After Wayne joined, McKay and Valor disappeared.

They don't like this kind of communication in the first place, and prefer to hide behind and study technology.

For Firebolt, Mustafa is a hundred favorites.

Exquisite workmanship, powerful technology, and most importantly, gimmicks.

The speed far exceeding other products can make the game more intense, and next year's World Cup will definitely be more exciting.

By then, his name as president will be recorded in history.

Soon, Mustafa took away a firebolt.

As long as it passes the test and does not use illegal technology, it can become a special broom for the World Cup.

Keith also bought one and planned to go back to study it. Wayne was not afraid of what would be discovered by the research. The goblin's craftsmanship was absolutely safe. If it was violently dismantled, it would activate the self-destruction program, leaving no chance for others.

After ten o'clock, there were gradually more people in the store.

Thanks to the reports a few days ago, many people knew that a powerful new flying broomstick was released, and they came to join in the fun.

Wayne also saw many acquaintances from school.

"Lawrence, why are you here?" Wood was drooling while looking at the Firebolt in the cabinet, and saw Wayne not far away from the corner of his eye.

"I was dragged here by Penelo, she works here." Wayne said truthfully.

"Clivat?" Wood was stunned, glanced up, and spotted Penelo who was entertaining guests.

"What do you think of this broom?" Wayne asked casually.

"Of course, it's perfect." When talking about this topic, Wood's eyes lit up.

"It's much better than Nimbus 2001. The Nimbus series needs at least ten versions to catch up with Firebolt.

"Buy one if you like it." Wayne took the opportunity to promote: "There are also discounts today. Customers who enter the store will be given ten galleons vouchers, and there is also a two hundred galleons discount for the grand opening.

It’s quite a deal. "

"So much discount?" Wood exclaimed, "What's the final price?"

There is no price tag on the Firebolt, it only says interview.

*4789 galleons. "

Upon hearing this sky-high price, Wood's whole body trembled and he spoke in disbelief:

"Take the young master?"

"4789, the original price is 4999, I almost saved a nimbus.

Wood:

What I miss is the discount!

After sending Wood away who was frightened by the price, Wayne looked around the store. Most people were like Wood, just coming to take a look, but were frightened to leave after hearing the price.

The only person who was interested in purchasing was a manager of a professional team, and the clerk had already taken him to the cabin for a detailed discussion.

Finding that he had nothing to do here, Wayne told Penello and went to the Celia store that also opened today.

Compared to the out-of-reach Firebolt, the Hilia store, which is much closer to the people, is more popular.

The shop was already crowded with people, not only curious little wizards, but also adult wizards.

The prank props sold in the school will be cheaper, and the most attractive ones are the weird alchemy props.

Especially housewives like Jasmine can't help but buy their hands when they see self-cleaning rags and herbicides that won't harm flowers.

The store has hired a total of two waiters, and they are very busy at the moment.

As a store manager, Nagini is also taking the time to replenish supplies.

Seeing Wayne, she just nodded slightly and continued to work.

Near noon, Hermione also came with Mr. and Mrs. Granger.

"Hello, uncle and aunt." Putting the massage chair that had just been brought over on the ground, Wayne stepped forward and said hello.

"Hello, Wayne." Both of them responded with a smile, Mr. Granger

I stretched my head and looked inside, and saw a little wizard's head turned into a lion, roaring there.

He asked excitedly: "Are these all magic props?"

"Absolutely. There is an introduction on the front of each product, so you can understand it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Granger couldn't wait to go in, pick up a fake wand and observe, as happy as a child getting a new toy.

Mrs. Granger smiled sheepishly, but Wayne thought it was okay.

Men are still young until they die, and there are many people who still believe in the existence of light. Mr. Granger is already considered normal.

He felt that Mr. Granger and Mr. Weasley must have something in common.

One is very interested in everything about Muggles, and the other is very interested in wizards.

They just complement each other.

Mrs. Granger also went to see the products she was interested in. Her parents were not around, so Hermione naturally put her little hand into Wayne's.

"You haven't come to see me these days." The little witch said unhappily.

"I've been staying at Astoria's house." Wayne thought for a moment, then put his head in Hermione's ear and told her about the existence of the Unbreakable Vow.

"What?!"

Hermione's eyes widened, "Isn't this an engagement?"

In just a few days, my house was robbed???

Her voice was much higher. Fortunately, the store was in a mess and no one paid much attention to them.

"No, who said you have to get married to have a child." Wayne retorted seriously.

"What a scumbag comment!" Hermione wanted to take her little hand out angrily, but Wayne held on tightly and refused to let go:

Although there were other girls surrounding Wayne before, it was like there was a layer of window paper in the middle. Everyone knew it, but no one exposed it, pretending to be ignorant.

Paint.

But it was different now. Wayne had established a relationship with Astoria, and now Hermione couldn't lie to herself.

"Hermione, you have to be considerate of me." The boy pulled the girl to a corner and hugged her tightly.

"The Lawrence family is so thin that I can't help it."

"If you want to blame, just blame my parents. They didn't give me several brothers and sisters. I can only support Nuoda's family business by myself.

"I can't let my child suffer like this, so why don't you help me?"

"Okay..." Hermione nodded subconsciously and was about to agree. When she realized something was wrong, she quickly looked at the boy in shock:

"What an unreasonable reason you have!"

"let me go."

"Don't let go.

"Will you let it go?"

"Stop asking, don't let anything go.

"By the way, didn't you say you would come to my house for a few days? Did you tell your uncle and aunt?"

"No, no, you go find Astoria."

Wayne shamelessly hugged the little witch and changed the subject.

Taking the initiative to break the window paper today was also his desperate method.

If he delays it any longer, he will probably be beaten to death by the time he arrives at Hogwarts during the Fleur Triwizard Tournament...

It's better to say it now, to give Hermione and Qiu some mental preparation, and to show his sincerity.

Then rely on time and emotion to help the girls slowly adapt to this kind of life.

In fact, there is no relevant marriage law in the wizarding world. It is only influenced by Muggle society and subconsciously forms self-restraint.

When many pure-blood families face the crisis of losing their heirs, they will have multiple wives at once.

So strictly speaking, he is just immoral and not illegal.

Hermione was very angry and remained silent no matter how sweetly Wayne tried to talk.

But the good thing is that she no longer struggles and lets the boy hold her like an exquisite doll.

When Mr. and Mrs. Granger went out carrying large and small bags, they were stunned when they saw the two people stuck together.

Mr. Granger's smile faltered, then moved to Mrs. Granger's face.

Daughters and mothers are always closer and know more secrets. It is not surprising to see this scene.

However, Mr. Granger was not happy with his little cotton-padded jacket being stripped off. He wanted to step forward and separate the two of them, but Mrs. Granger held him back.

"Why do you care so much about the children's affairs? Don't cause trouble here and leave quickly."