Popular Web NovelsChapter 628 There is always laughter floating aroundChapter 628 There is always laughter
Back home.
Grandpa Bates is sitting on the sofa watching TV, reviewing the major news of the week. The female host looks very beautiful in a hip-hugging skirt and stiletto heels.
Loren took two bottles of Coke from the refrigerator, opened the bottle caps with his fingers, handed one bottle over, and sat down next to them carelessly.
Grandpa Bates took the drink and took a sip. He looked like a World War II veteran. Unfortunately, the bottle contained soda, not whiskey. To a certain extent, carbon dioxide was more choking than spirits. The bubbles irritated the throat and made people feel uncomfortable. The veteran couldn't help coughing twice.
Loren couldn't help laughing, and then quickly tightened his expression, pretending not to notice.
Grandpa Bates took another sip, this time with gentle movements and a moderate amount. Listening to the popping sound of dense bubbles in the glass bottle, he said calmly: "When the sun sets, two owls are waiting at the door. Is there any urgent news from the Wizarding War?"
"It's the report card of our exam."
Grandpa Bates nodded, saying nothing about his wizard school's stage exam results. Interests that do not affect further studies or career choices are not as good as the high school entrance examination.
The evening news is still going on. As a guarantee of ratings, the female anchor always stays in the center of the screen. The director will not cut the screen unless necessary. However, the next few news items are more important and the TV station has to cut the screen. Gone is the screen.
"On July 15, the British Crown Prince couple Charles Diana divorced. The First Civil Division of the London High Court issued a divorce judgment on Monday last week. Senior Judge Angell ruled that the 31st couple of applicants on that day were divorced. If there is no divorce within 6 weeks, People raised objections, and Prince Charles and Princess Diana announced their official divorce. About 30 reporters attended the court auditorium on the 15th, but neither party was present. In the form explaining the reasons for the divorce, Charles claimed that "the existence is irreconcilable." "Differences"..."
"According to informed sources, Ms. Diana will receive 17 million pounds in alimony at the cost of losing the title of Her Royal Highness..."
Grandpa Bates drank again Taking a sip of Coke, he glanced at Loren from the corner of his eye: "Husbands and wives should communicate in a timely manner and make appropriate compromises when getting along. Don't look at what the news says about unbridgeable differences. It's just that two people have no determination to go forward together. "
"Yes, you are right. "
Loren complained silently in his heart. He has been single all his life, and he has a decent education.
"At 8:40 pm GMT on July 17, a passenger plane exploded in the air in the United States, killing 228 people. The TWA flight from New York's John F. Kennedy Airport to Paris' Charles de Gaulle Airport was a Boeing 747 aircraft that departed from Athens that day. After flying in, it went through normal maintenance procedures and left the tarmac at 8:14 pm. A series of violent explosions occurred half an hour later. The wreckage was scattered on the water near Long Island, New York. A total of 228 people were killed. The cause of the accident has not yet been identified. , the relevant investigation is still in progress, and our reporters will continue to report..."
Grandpa Bates frowned: "These terrorists are getting more and more excessive. Even if they have demands, they should be targeted What do government bureaucrats do to ordinary passengers? "
Air crashes are not uncommon.
The United States has long been a country prone to terrorist attacks or air crashes. The high-altitude environment blocks the possibility of rescue and struggle. A plane crash basically destroys the entire aircraft. The harm caused by organized and premeditated terrorist attacks is even more serious. The famous The plane crashed into the building shocked the world.
Not long ago, a Delta Airlines passenger plane crashed near Miami.
Whether it is the wizarding world or the Muggle world, it has not been peaceful recently. It is just strange that the terrorist organization that planned this plane crash has kept a low profile, and no one has come forward to claim responsibility for this incident.
The TV screen cuts back to the beautiful female host again.
Loren took the last sip of soda from the bottle and shook his head in disgust. The first sip was a perfect drink, and the last sip was sweet dog urine.
...
There is something special about the summer vacation in fifth grade.
The exams have ended, and the elective courses for the sixth year have not yet been determined. There is no messy summer homework, just because they need to keep an eye on Voldemort's news and wait for the exam results. They do not plan to travel to other places, and they only have a few entertainment activities at home every day. Sample.
In the morning, I trimmed the flowers and plants in the backyard while the sun was still not strong. After lunch, I read the TV newspapers and watched two movies. At dusk, I watered the flowers and plants. The day passed like this.
Fortunately, with Hermione by my side, nothing is boring, even sitting together in a daze is infinitely fun.
On an ordinary midsummer night, on someone's birthday, a charcoal fire was lit in the backyard of Granger's house, and the aroma of grilled meat gradually spread.
Loren sat down next to the girl with a plate of freshly baked tender beef and a cold Coke in his hand: "Hermione, don't be in a daze, try this!"
The little witch refocused her slightly distracted eyes, looked at his face, and then at the tempting plate of barbecue. A strange feeling surged through her body, prompting her to cover her mouth quickly: "Hiccup..."
Hermione shook her head in embarrassment. Before she could say her rejection, the man had already considerately fed him the roasted meat cut into small pieces.
The aroma of meat was rich and assailed her nose. Hermione felt her bulging belly and looked up at him.
"Ah——" Loren's eyes were bright and it was really hard to refuse.
Hermione could only open her mouth helplessly: "Ah um."
The dipping sauce is salty and slightly spicy, the outer layer is slightly browned, the texture is firm, and the inner layer is soft and tender.
Lemon juice is added when marinating the meat, and the astringency is removed by the charcoal fire, leaving only a slightly sour fragrance, not greasy at all.
Hermione felt a little melancholy.
Swallowing the roast in her mouth, Hermione quickly pushed the roast over: "You eat, you eat, my stomach is full."
"Okay, then you have a rest. , I'll bake it for you later." Loren felt a little regretful. The pleasure of feeding his sweetheart even exceeded the food itself, but it was a pity that the girl's appetite was too small.
Loren chewed the barbecue in his mouth and muttered, "Save the remaining meat for tomorrow's lunch. It will be delicious if you add some vegetables and fry it..."
"..."
< br>Hermione looked up at the night sky, feeling a little melancholy again.
"When did you say our transcripts would be sent..." Before Hermione could finish her words, she was fed another piece of barbecue.
Loren looked at her seriously: "Don't mention the exam when you are so happy."
Hermione didn't dare to say anything and chewed silently.
"…"
After eating and drinking, Loren wanted to lie down and watch the stars, but Hermione refused and forced him to go for a walk, grabbing two bottles of ice cream. of Coke, holding hands, like ordinary middle school lovers. Hermione sent him home, and as she was walking back, she remembered to count the calories in Coke.
Melancholy, very melancholy.
...
It's late August in the blink of an eye.
Summer has entered its final stage, autumn is approaching, and the weather has turned cooler.
School is about to start. The Hogwarts opening notice and the new school year supplies list have been mailed to me. Because the courses for sixth grade students have not yet been determined, this notice is different from previous years. , a list lists the textbooks and materials required for all subjects, allowing students to purchase them as needed.
Loren and Hermione walked on the street and looked around. Today's Diagon Alley has completely changed.
During the back-to-school shopping period, Diagon Alley is undoubtedly the peak season. In previous years, the streets were crowded with students and parents, but now they are eerily deserted.
The windows were originally filled with spell books, cauldrons, brooms and glossy models displaying clothing. Now they are all covered with a large notice from the Ministry of Magic. Purple parchment covers the shop facade: "Several Measures to Prevent Dark Magic." "Several characteristics of suspicious persons"... Safety advice and warning stickers authorized by the Ministry of Magic are everywhere.
There are also some specious portraits of bald snake faces. Perhaps the portraits were clear when the Ministry of Magic created them, but now the faces in the portraits have been erased. At a rough glance, they look like It is corroded by rain. If you look closely, you can find some traces of human erasure.
Several windows were boarded up, the door of Florin's Ice Cream Shop was closed, and only a crack was left in the adjacent Ollivander's Wand Shop, indicating that the wand shop was still open.
When Loren passed by, he heard several wizards whispering.
"Have you heard about Florin?"
"The owner of the ice cream shop?"
"Yes, when he went out to purchase ingredients last month, the shop was ransacked. Everything was turned over in a mess..."
"Florin, are you okay?"
"Fortunately, Merlin Blessed, he didn't hit those people head-on, otherwise It's tragic, but Florin doesn't dare to continue opening the shop. I heard that he has fled the country... It's a pity that he can't eat delicious ice cream."
"Are they those people?"
"It must be, someone saw that mark."
"Why did they attack Florin, an ice cream owner?"
"You didn't know this, Florin Fusco is a descendant of Principal Dexter Fusco, and their family knows many medieval secrets."
"..."
The secret of the Middle Ages...
Loren looked thoughtfully at the closed wooden door of the cold drink shop.
"I hope Mr. Fusco is safe and well..."
Hermione sighed and blessed her sincerely. She still remembered that the boss always stood behind the bar with a kind smile. Give them an extra ball when making ice cream.
In addition to the changes in shops, there are also many shabby stalls on both sides of the street.
As the two walked towards Flourish and Blotts Bookstore, they passed a dilapidated striped awning, and a slightly harsh voice stopped them: "Sir, Madam, would you like to buy one?"
Follow the voice. Looking at it, a slovenly short wizard was carrying a large number of silver mascots, with a cardboard sign "Amulet: Effective against werewolves, dementors and inferi" pinned next to it.
"Buy one, just to protect her beautiful neck..." The wizard vendor looked at Hermione with malicious eyes, but saw the boy pulling the girl behind him, his eyes Face to face with those dark eyes.
How could there be such strange eyes in the world?
There seems to be no difference between pupils and pupils, it is pitch black, yet clear and luminous, as if a calm lake with no wind or waves can reflect the shadow of the person looking at it.
The wizard vendor subconsciously wanted to see the shadow clearly, but when he looked carefully, the curved lake water seemed to have been thrown into stones, the water splashed and rippled, and no shadow or light could be seen anymore.
A strange feeling came to mind. The short wizard unconsciously stopped his next action and stood there blankly. He looked back and looked inside the bookstore. The young couple was no longer there.
Leaving Flourish and Blotts Bookstore, Hermione put away "Advanced Potion Making" and quietly glanced back. The vendor was still standing there in a daze. She tugged on Loren's sleeve: "He Is everything going to be okay?"
"I'll probably have nightmares for a few days."
Appropriate punishment.
Hermione nodded: "We have bought all the textbooks and materials, where should we go next?"
"Go to George and Fred's Joke Shop."
"I I remember it was... No. 91, 92, Diagon Alley..."
Hermione didn't continue counting. The joke shop was so conspicuous that she didn't even need to look at the door number to see it.
The facades of the surrounding shops are covered with notices and are dull, while the windows of the joke shop exude colorful brilliance like a fireworks display. They are filled with various rotating and jumping products, and pedestrians on the road are excited. Stopping and observing, some little wizards dressed as students opened their eyes with an expression of obsession on their faces.
There were also several notices posted on their walls, but what was more conspicuous than the notices were the vulgar slang homophones, which were the advertising slogans of the joke shop.
"Why are you worried about the mysterious man? You should be concerned about the constipated man..."
"Special dung bombs allow you to experience the feeling of a shit eater..."
"Who's worried about dementors? Let your dim-witted friend taste the fat tongue toffee..."
The parents standing nearby read the advertisement in a low voice and couldn't help laughing.
Loren and Hermione chuckled as well.
"Loren! Hermione!"
Suddenly there were footsteps in the aisle next to him, Ron ran over quickly, wearing the student wizard robe from Madam Malkin's shop, black clothes In addition to the Gryffindor House lion logo, the most conspicuous thing is the badge on the chest, symbolizing the captain of the Quidditch team.
Anyone could see what he wanted to show off. His face turned red and he was filled with a bright smile. He rushed to a stop in front of the two of them. Even though he was out of breath, he still asked with difficulty:< br>
"Do you see any difference in me?"
Loren looked up and down, ignoring his efforts to puff up his chest, and pondered for a moment: "Have you grown taller?"
"That's a little bit, but that's not what I want to say."
"Have I gained weight?"
"My mother said I have lost weight, guess again."
"The magic robe is new."
"Guess again."
"Oh! I know!" Loren prolonged his tone and said in a deep voice in response to his ardent expectations, "There are more freckles on my face!"
"Ahhhh!" Ron was extremely uncomfortable, "It's a badge! A badge! I have officially become the captain, and my status is equivalent to that of a prefect..."
Harry and others came after him. People burst into loud laughter, which merged with the laughter in the joke shop and echoed for a long time, like bright sunshine, piercing the solemnity that shrouded the entire Diagon Alley.
(End of this chapter)
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