Later, the panting sisters were finally turned around as pillars, which made them feel like they were motion sickness. Alan stopped him.

"Okay, let's not worry about Hermione and Penelo before going on. I feel like I'm so happy..." Allen's pale face pressed on his stomach and turned pale.

"Daisy, I'll show you my tricks." Emily was a little dazzled when she was chased. Not long after she started to puberty, she seemed to have some rebelliousness and continued to provoke her sister in her heart, "Alan, please cooperate with me."

"Didn't I wake up halfway through it? I'm not the only witch who was deceived by this liar's trick. Even Molly of the Order of the Phoenix was cheated!" Daisy, who gave up catching Emily, collapsed on the sofa. "This liar is comparable to Allen... Emily, just use Allen to practice his skills and show me, I don't believe it..."

Emily, who had recovered from the air, coughed twice again. Her delicate chin slightly closed, her lips pouted, and her eyes were so moist that it seemed as if she was about to cry. Emily raised her lollipop that was no longer visible to the shape of a quill pen while running, and said in a slight tone with a grievance and a gentle voice: "Brother, buy this for me. Your girlfriend Penelo wouldn't be angry if she knew about it, right?"

"Hey! When did I cheat on the witch? I never showed any eight-teeth smiles to my fans!" Alan, who was burned by the fire, said to Daisy in dissatisfaction, and then watched Emily start the performance and had goose bumps, "And Emily! I won't cooperate... Um... cough!"

Emily put the candy quill into Allen's mouth while she was talking, but using too much force caused Ellen to poke a ulcer in her throat...

"If Penelo knew that we had eaten the same candy quill, would she be jealous?" She took a breath, twisted her body, and pulled the corner of Allen's clothes, with a somewhat panic-minded tone, "If Penelo knew, she wouldn't beat me, what a terrible Penelo. Unlike me, I just feel sorry for my brother..."

"That's it?" Daisy was amused by Emily's exaggerated expression. "Emily, you have watched too many trash short video jokes on TV. Why can't you learn this?..."

Alan, who covered his mouth, lost the interest of amusing his family. He sat on the sofa in a daze. He was touched by the words Emily said, "What a terrible Penelo" and realized his situation again. Now he didn't think it was a joke...

In the evening, at Granger's home by the black lake in the floating city, the sonata of pots and pans sounded in the kitchen. Mrs. Granger was processing ingredients in the kitchen and exerting her magic cooking ability.

In the restaurant, Mr. Granger sat in the owner's seat at the end of the dining table, and Hermione, who was also planning to solve the problem, took Luna, the help she invited, to come on both sides.

Although it has changed a lot, he still doesn't like Nagini who is too blatant and too close to Muggles. Because of Luna's existence, he rolled Delphie into the room upstairs. Those Death Knights, who were usually able to move around in the room because of Mrs. Granger's concerns, temporarily secretly stayed outside the door, to prevent these undead creatures from scaring Luna, the petite-looking little witch.

"Today I watched the whole game with your mother. You are obviously better than others." Mr. Granger continued to praise his daughter, "But you haven't come back to live in the review exam recently. After graduation, you've at least had an easy vacation?"

"Oh, in fact, I..." Hermione sat forward and tucked her hair behind her ears, "Dad, like I just said, I have one..."

At this time, Dobby directed some of the appetizers made by Mrs. Granger to fly from the kitchen to the table.

"Hermione, you have always been the pride of her mother and me. She is very sensible and has always been a good girl and a good-looking student. She never let us worry about it." Mr. Granger did not notice that his daughter was interrupted. He leaned against the chair with his head raised and his rainbow fart, and then looked at Luna. "Speaking of it, Miss Lovegood, but my daughter is a little too organized and likes to follow the school rules in everything she does. Therefore, although she arranges her studies and life very well... it is really not easy to make friends, because her mother and I welcome you to visit your house..."

Because her father's words about his preference for rules made Hermione's face flush and the courage he had just plucked up was dispersed again.

"Ah, please feel free to... Miss Lovegood." Mr. Granger looked at the unmoved people and began to greet Luna enthusiastically with the male fork. "Do you want to have some snails first or some cucumber salad? This cucumber was taught by Mrs. Zhang... Speaking of which, I began to think that she was talking about playing or some traditional ritual, but I didn't expect that this way would actually make the cucumber more delicious than cut..."

"I want to have some pudding first." Luna pointed her finger on her chin.

Hermione quickly explained: "Dad, it's not the staple food like Yorkshire pudding. She's used to eating dessert first..."

"Oh, OK... please wait..." Mr. Granger turned his head in shock, a little confused about why this girl's habits. As a father who hopes that his daughter can have more homosexual friends, he also has a better adaptation to the magic world and knows that repairing teeth is not a problem, he gave up his habitual preaching, but got up and went into the kitchen to let Dobi go to a nearby store to buy some ready-made ones.

"Luna, do you want to be like Emily said? I'll wait a few more years, and then the baby will tell them." Hermione couldn't see her father, and her whole upper body leaned against the table, and her fingers gestured, "You just saw it, they thought I was a good girl... They didn't know my other dark side..."

"Harassment will soon destroy your Gryffindor side." Luna was a little amused by Hermione. She used a fork to make herself some cucumbers, looked at the chili oil on it and frowned in fear, put it down and turned around and said, "Your dad won't force you to eat your child."

"Oh, you're right, you can't delay any more. I'm a Gryffindor..." Hermione sighed and firmed her belief, then looked at Luna and asked curiously, "How did you explain to Mr. Lovegood?"

"Well? Why should I tell him?" Luna said with confusion with her eyes raised, "My father is also a Ravenclaw, and he can find out by himself."

"What did your dad find?" Mr. Granger's voice came from the kitchen. He walked in with the pudding he had teleported from Dobby and delivered it to Luna with his own hands. "Look at it if it suits the taste? I don't know much about this... Uh, just like it."

Luna had answered Mr. Granger with practical actions, and she had eaten.

"Dad, didn't I just say that I wanted to tell you something?" Hermione's arm was on the table. She didn't want to be moist, and she said to her father, "I have two heartbeats now..."

"Two heartbeats?" Mr. Granger stood there as if he was stuck, "Didn't you have transformed Animagus succeed?"

"What? How do you know about the process of Animagus?" Hermione became serious when she heard this, "Dad! Don't try this with mom! This is too out of line for you. You know that transforming Animagus is dangerous. I have a classmate who almost turned into a cow and didn't change back... You need to have enough knowledge of Transformation to try, and I will help you at that time... But I suspect that you need to make up the magic you need to grow up for a long time, and I don't know if it can support you to become a magic creature..."

"It doesn't matter if it's magical creatures. I actually want to become a shark." Mr. Granger said with some confidence. He grabbed his hair like Hermione's usual movements. "You know, the Black Lake is quite big, I like swimming, and sharks can keep changing their teeth..."
Chapter completed!