Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Britain London, a suburb of Hampstead Gardens.

The Heathart Road, which is intertwined with Mead Street, is a street full of green atmosphere. This small street is not wide, and to be honest, it is a bit short – the kind that can be reached in a few steps.

This is a slightly compact but beautiful residential area.

The houses here are mostly small 3-Layer of red brick brown tiles, and the residents have inlaid the white lattice window, which makes the greenery here more interesting.

Standing on the street and looking north, you can also see the gate of the St. Jude Church with a tapered spire. It is so straightforwardly facing you, as if you are always ready to greet the devotees to confess and repent.

At this time the sun has gone down, and the street lights on this street are not so much, so that it looks a little dim. Hermione walked gently with her suitcase and her eyes slid quietly on the sides of the road.

On this Christmas holiday, she was planning to go to The Burrow or Black’s old house – she even sent a letter to her home. Under the inadvertent persuasion of Marx, she thought about it and chose to go home.

The Granger family turned left at the crossroads to the fifth home. Before she even took a few steps, Hermione had already arrived at the long-lost home.

There are still lights in the windows. Presumably, the Grangers are enjoying the deserted dinner that is also accompanied by a daughter.

They are a very tolerant parent, and there is no doubt that they deeply love their daughter. Hermione knows this, and she loves them too.

However, after Marx’s unintentional reminder, she is now standing in front of her house, and the feeling of her family is getting deeper and deeper.

Hermione is a very assertive female child, from an early age. Parents usually don’t object to her, because the Grangers feel that their daughter is the best and should give the daughter enough trust and encouragement.

Just like this time, even if Hermione said that she would spend Christmas at her magic World, the Grangers did not mention the objection in the reply.

But now, when Hermione quietly looked at the orange fireplace in the window, she finally realized how heavy the love contained in that trust was.

All normal parents are hoping to watch their own children grow up every day. Even if they can choose to fly their children for a strong love, in a corner called “home”, they will still expect silently, and the child can return again one day.

Hermione, standing at the door, smoked her slightly red nose and rubbed her eyes.

“…this weather.” She muttered softly.

Just as she revived her spirits and tried to reach out and ring the doorbell, she heard a faint voice coming from the room. Her outstretched hand hesitated, and then stopped in midair.

“… Dear, put the Christmas tree away! Didn’t you say in Minnie 2’s letter, isn’t Christmas coming back this year?” said Mrs. Granger.

“Oh, let it stay there! Just give me a Christmas,” Mr. Granger paused. “When father was too busy, mother had to take the root tree and fool me…”

“Don’t take your old things out and say it, many of them, I have already remembered it!” Mrs. Granger’s voice sounded a little unhappy, but after only a little while, she Add, “The Christmas tree will be there first! You come to help me pack the gift, we have to let the owl send Minnie!”

“Of course, this is coming!” Mr. Granger whispered. “But really, owl is so smart, it’s hard to imagine -“

“They can understand Minnie’s words,” Mrs. Granger explained to her husband. “Minnie and I mentioned it… but they don’t seem to understand what we mean, it’s wonderful, isn’t it?”

“Yeah!” Mr. Granger agreed. “It’s wonderful, and… our daughter is amazing, she can command those smart owls!”

At this point, Mrs. Granger seemed to hesitate, and the conversation in the room paused for a moment.

“… Dear, I wonder if we should agree with her?” Mrs. Granger regretted. “Minnie is so great, she should be able to use her method to cure the front teeth, not the steel frame we have been insisting on?”

“But we are dentists, aren’t we?” Mr. Granger said. “We know very well that it’s just because the front teeth are a bit long, and the appliance is the safest choice.”

“Oh… well, I have to admit that the braces really make me feel at ease…” Mrs. Granger followed, “It’s too dangerous to move magic in the mouth…”

“Yeah!” Mr. Granger said, slightly sighed. “I don’t know how Minnie is, I really want to see her!”

“Do you think I don’t want to?” said Mrs. Granger. “But don’t sigh, let’s be proud of Minnie, take care of myself… as long as she is happy, we are parents, how can we do it…”

“Oh–“

Hermione standing outside couldn’t listen anymore, because she felt that it was too cold outside – she was sour in her nose.

“ding dong ——”

The crisp sound of the doorbell interrupted the Granger couple’s casual chat. They were probably a little confused, and soon the door was opened by Mr. Granger.

“father!” Hermione released the handle of the suitcase and hugged her father.

“Hey! Minnie?” Mr. Granger said with amazement. “How come you are back? The letter is not saying—”

“father, I… I thought about it, or I came back.” Hermione’s head was buried in the slightly thin chest of father, and the thick cotton gown could not completely hide his savage ribs. “I miss you, Father – mother -“

“Oh, we miss you too–” Mr. Granger’s face was totally unspeakable. “Come in! It’s cold outside… Can it freeze?”

In the surprise of the Granger couple, Hermione came to her living room. The white furniture and the white walls show that it has never changed.

Mr. Granger, who had grabbed his own daughter’s luggage, went upstairs with his suitcase, while Mrs. Granger hurriedly pulled the daughter to sit in front of the fireplace and poured a cup of hot chocolate to warm her body.

“Did you have dinner? Haven’t eaten yet? Rest assured, the family has already prepared fruit cakes…” Mrs. Granger hurriedly said, “I have been thinking, will our little Minnie come back suddenly! Who? I know, I am really looking forward to it!”

“Oh…mother.” Hermione felt like she couldn’t talk.

In fact, parents were very fond of her before going to Hogwarts. Before the arrival of various festivals, it is a habit to have a variety of delicious food for her.

But somehow, although the feelings of the present and the original did not change at all, she has an inexplicable touch on her heart.

“mother, me… I…”

“What’s wrong? Dear?” Mrs. Granger heard the daughter’s voice wrong, and immediately rushed out of the kitchen, worriedly holding Hermione’s shoulder. “What’s wrong? Have you encountered any unpleasant things at school?” Nothing, there is father and mother, we –“

“No, it’s not like this. The school is very good, I am just…” Hermione grinned and whispered. “Mother, I want to spend Christmas at someone else’s house, not at my own home… I am so stupid. It!”

Obviously, Hermione felt incredibly embarrassed about her previous decision.

“Oh…whenever you go, dear.” Mrs. Granger held the daughter half-heartedly. “As long as you feel happy, you can do it anywhere…”

“No, no…” Hermione shook her head. “I understand now, if father mother is happy, I will be really happy…”

“Hey – our family Minnie is really grown up!” Mr. Granger, who had just left the luggage upstairs, moved to the ground.

Mrs. Granger, who was hugged by Hermione, nodded and agreed: “Isn’t that? It’s as tall as I am… it’s really happy!”

“It’s as beautiful as you are.” Mr. Granger deliberately made fun of it.

He seems to want to adjust the atmosphere, lest his daughter will go to the corner for this matter. He knows his daughter too well, and sometimes he will become very stubborn, and then he will try his best.

However, this time he did not seem to be able to successfully open the topic.

“Really, I didn’t think of it—” Hermione, holding Mrs. Granger, gently said, “Every family’s Christmas needs the company’s companionship. Otherwise, father mother loses the meaning of decorating the Christmas tree… ”

“Oh, dear… you heard it outside?” said Mrs. Granger.

“I heard it a little…” Hermione muttered. “But this is not what I said – it was Marx telling me, it seems that he is right… he is always right.”

“Is it a male child?” Mr. Granger’s thoughts jumped to a tight string. “Last time we were there… um, Diagon Alley? That’s right, the child I’ve seen there?”

“Oh – don’t get me wrong!” Hermione hurriedly said, “I am with him…just a friend…at least…now…”

“Scorpio!” Mr. Granger frightened and flustered. “Dear, our Minnie has grown up!”

Hermione opened her mouth and she instinctively wanted to deny it, but she did not seem to deny it. After a little hesitation for a moment, she shook her head.

“No!” Hermione said. “At least not yet… but… I won’t let him run away! Certainly!”

Note 1: The Granger family mentioned in this chapter is based on the original movie location, including geographic location, which exists in reality. Note 2: Mione: The nickname of Hermione (Hermione), which was not actually used in the previous article, because it is very painful to translate (caterpillars are broken).