Chapter 130
Undercover In Harry Potter Chapter 130
Jason stood up. He turned his eyes and saw that the person in front of him was still an acquaintance.
"Jessica? Why are you here?"
Jessica still looks like a tomboy in that fat dress and cap.
Jessica rubbed the place where she fell, and saw Jason in front of her, replied: "Jason, I'm going to work on summer vacation."
Jason raised his eyebrows, and asked casually: "You still come to work in summer vacation, isn't your family quite rich."
"I don't work in summer vacation to make money, just to exercise myself." Jie Sika tidied herself up and walked past Jason, "Okay, nice to meet again, bye."
"Wait a minute." Jason took Jessica's arm, He said warmly, "It's just right, I have a job here, we're not outsiders, so it's better to take advantage of you."
Jessica: "Ah?"
I haven't waited yet. Jessica reacted, Jason took Jessica to the front desk again, and told the front desk lady that they had recruited people, and there was no need to advertise.
The lady at the front desk looked embarrassed, wondering: "But..."
Jason waved his hand and said, "The money doesn't need to be returned."
"Good sir, have a nice day."
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Leaky Cauldron, Room Thirteen.
It was not dark at this time, but because the curtains were drawn and the fireplace was not lit, it was very dark inside.
In the darkness, a silhouette walked to the window.
He stood there in silence for a while, then took out a cigarette from a piece of clothing scattered on the ground, lit it, and started smoking.
In the darkness, that little fire flickered, and after smoking half a cigarette, the silhouette moved.
He opened the curtain in front of him, and the blood-red sunset fell from the window, pulling out a long shadow.
Isère stood in front of the window, naked, wearing only a pair of bottoms.
Isère put out the half cigarette and put it in the ashtray.
When he was in action, the rest of the light caught a glimpse of his four-pack abs, sighed sadly, and then sat on the sofa in front of the window, watching the sunset quietly.
Through the afterglow of the setting sun, it can be clearly seen that the room is very messy, and there are several clothes scattered on the ground. A pair of soft arms wrapped around him, and a pair of soft pillows rested on the back of his head.
"Sir, are you enjoying the sunset?"
Isère looked at the sunset, smiled lightly, and said, "Of course, but now I'm thinking of a person, Guess who?"
The woman behind said while playfully pouting: "I guess it must be some pretty girl."
Izel laughed and said: " Then you guessed it right."
The woman snorted, put her head on the back of Iser's head, and said in a coquettish voice, "You are good or bad."
Yi Zell didn't say anything, he was thinking about Jessica just now.
This troublesome guy is always worrying. Today, he even said he went out to work on summer vacation!
Isère directly ordered people to do their best to prevent Jessica from finding a job.
It's not good to stay at home obediently and honestly today, although playing the piano is a bit unpleasant, but it's not that I can't listen to it anymore, so I have to go out and make a fool of myself!
"Sir, let's go to exercise again." The woman took Izel's arm and said shaking, "my elder sister and I have rested."
Ise Zell glanced sideways at the woman who was still sleeping on the bed. Just as he was about to speak, there was a knock at the door.
"Young Master Young Master, there is news."
It is the voice of house elf Milley.
Izel raised her brows, stood up, walked to the door, opened the door, and Milley handed over a letter.
Izel opened the envelope expressionlessly, opened the letter, and after a quick reading, frowned slightly.
"Jason Bolton?"
Isère looked at the letter oddly, mouth pursed tightly.
"I'll go there myself later." Iszel rubbed his eyebrows.
Izel closed the door and picked up the clothes that had fallen on the ground.
The woman looked at Iser's behavior, and didn't ask more questions, she just watched quietly.
Isère picked up the clothes and put them on one by one.
In a short while, Iser was fully dressed.
But he felt a little dissatisfied, walked to the mirror, straightened his hair, and sprayed some perfume.
The woman jokingly said: "I'm afraid I'm not going to see a beautiful woman because of this."
Izel looked at herself in the mirror, her silver hair was shiny and blue. The eyes are clear and moving, and the skin is fair and tender. If the mirror is matched with a gorgeous frame, you will almost suspect that it is a portrait.
"Meet the beauty? That's not it, just pack a nasty stinky guy," said Iselle.
The woman twitched his lips, thinking in her heart: "Pack a stinky bastard, why is it like this? I'm afraid it's not to meet an old lover."
Thinking so in my heart, but the woman He said, "Then I wish you a good Pack stinker."
Izel smiled, then turned around, walked to the woman's side, raised her chin with one hand, and then leaned down , the warm lips are like a reward and point on the woman's lips.
The kiss was very short, like a snowflake falling on the water and melting away in an instant.
"Bye bye."
Izel's right lip corner was raised slightly, which seemed to have several points of evil.
The woman looked at Iselle like this, her heartbeat speeded up a lot, and her cheeks were filled with pink.
Isère was indifferent to the kiss. After he was done, he turned to leave and walked out of the room.
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After exiting the door, Iselle's face gloomy directly.
“Damn Jason Bolton, how dare Jessica come to work for you!” Iselle said with gnashing teeth.
On his side, Milley looked indifferent and said, "Master Young, according to our investigation, Jason Bolton just posted a job advertisement, went out and met the lady, and then..."
"I don't care!" Izel said, "I must pack this guy a good meal, or he'll forget that I'm still his director, his boss!"
Milley said: "Young Master, forgive me to speak bluntly, I'm afraid you can't beat Jason Bolton."
Izel stepped one stopped, right hand clenched his fist, and bit the back groove Tooth, said: "Can you not say that."
"Why not?" Milley said with a serious face, "According to my analysis, even if it is not a matchup with magic, it is just a simple close-up. Fight, I'm afraid you can't beat Jason Bolton."
Izel, who had just reached the entrance of the stairs, shouted, and said to Millie: "Hey! Magic is fine, why do you fight in close quarters? Say I can't beat it!"
Milley hesitated for a moment, then looked at Iser, and said seriously: "You have been immersed in men's and women's affairs for a long time, although you have a good foundation, coupled with balanced nutrition and reasonable exercise, It looks good on the outside, but it's a slap in the face. And Jason Bolton looks like a long-term workout, and he's a head taller than you, showing you..."
Millie's words Before he could finish speaking, Iser directly extended the hand moved towards it and grabbed it, flew into a rage out of humiliation and said, "Don't say I'm short!"
Milley was prepared. With a sway of his body, he directly phantom moved away.
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