Hogwarts Melon Eater

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An ordinary avenue in Westminster, London. People walked in a hurry, wearing felt hats and scarves, large or small. They buried their faces in the scarves, showing only their eyes, trying to avoid people they might know People-it’s too cold today to extend the hand to say hello.

A homeless man slipped and fell by the red telephone booth. No one came forward to help him. It was too cold, not because he was too dirty.

The tramp mumbled helped the phone booth to stand up, accidentally looked in from the small window, and stared at the people in the phone booth, “Hi! Hello sir,” the man holding the telephone receiver politely greeted him, “Your The scarf is good,” the tramp subconsciously touched his rotten scarf, a little angry. He thought the man in front of him was mocking himself, but the next thing made him forget his anger, because the man disappeared in front of him.

“Hey! Is this a prank?” The homeless man yelled and opened the door of the phone booth, then paused and stayed at the door for five seconds. He slapped his forehead, “I have no one to call!”

“Muggle…” At the McDonald’s on the street, a pair of gray eyes watched all this through the not-clean window. “Too silly…” The man in a golden-haired suit turned his eyes back in front of him.

Greasy dinning table, uncleaned salad dressing, like a burger flattened by the ass, and a crazy eating’Barbarian’. The blond man frowned tightly, “Mr. Adams, thank you Good intentions, but I still think…I can’t eat these disgusting…muggle things,” he looked at his refined watch, “Thanks Merlin, we still have time to go to the west dinning hall on the corner…”

“Oh! Lou-Mr. Hughes!” Adams was eating happily with a burger in one hand and a Coke in the other. He finally swallowed the stuffed food, “I won’t go anywhere, these are wonderful The food is tightly bound to me, to be honest, you have to try something new! Hiccup!” Adams raised his head and drank a half glass of Coke, then made a huge hiccup.

“Merlin’s *beard!” Lucius stood up abruptly, which attracted the attention of the surrounding tables. Of course, this attention disappeared after Lucius raised the wand and cast the Repello Muggletum curse.

“The shielding curse of very difficult to deal with, Mr. Lucius,” Adams made time to applaud Lucius. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, looking so sloppy that Lucius wanted to wipe his mouth off with a tissue on the table. Floor.

“Oh… this is not a place to talk about business,” Lucius sighed, and finally sat down on the orange-yellow plastic chair again. He sat very forward and stiff, probably because he didn’t want his noble pure blood The buttocks have too much contact with this chair full of’muggle bacteria’.

Adams put down the burger in his hand, picked up the Coke and shook it, listening to the collision of the ice cubes inside, making a creaking sound, “There is no better place to talk about business than here, Mr. Lucius, look here. Everyone is busy with their own affairs, couples quarrel, friends chat, children huddle together to copy homework, the only thing that attracts everyone’s attention is the vicious, loud-sounding clerk-no one will pay attention to two eating at all. An ordinary gentleman in Hamburg in close communication.”

“But they are all-muggle!” Lucius feels uncomfortable in a dense place with muggle. Of course, it may also be because the uncle muggle behind him took off his coat because of the heating, which is not very good. Smell the body odor.

“Muggle!” Adams picked up the burger again, waved exaggeratedly, and threw the salad dressing in the burger onto Lucius’s tie, “This is the essence, they don’t understand our conversation at all! Nothing is more. It’s safe. They will only think that we are two lunatics, or hobbyists of the occult—”

Adams shrugged, “Mr. Lucius, we really should hurry up. If you have anything to discuss with me-I will have to deal with an incident related to werewolf in a while, which involves a section of intestines and With half a broken leg, I have to cheer up and face all this.”

“Well—” Lucius stared at the burger in Adams’s hand, trying to make himself look relaxed, “Do you know that Ms. Bagno will retire this year?”

“Uh huh, she did say such things,” Adams eyebrows raised, “speaking of which, it’s really’competitive’ lately, all the tricks are used, even the poor Fudge who is not threatening at all. It was brutally targeted, Mr. Lucius, I didn’t know you were so challenging and would like to try that position?”

“I’m not in the mood,” Lucius shook his head, “but I’m curious about who will sit in that position, and-what I want to know is, what does Ms. Bagno want in the end? She recently started investigating Sirius. Black’s escape from prison-with an abnormal degree of seriousness, does she find it difficult to bear the stains on her political career, or do she hope to stay in her position for a few more years through this matter?”

“You think too much, Mr. Lucius,” Adams looked at his watch, “I can tell you that Ms. Bagno will definitely retire when the bell rings on Christmas Eve this year, absolutely on time. 1 point is not much 1 point is not much-I hope you are satisfied with this Christmas gift.”

“It sounds good,” Lucius touched the button of his neckline, “but I always like to ask why, Adams, I know that Ms. Bagno’s spirit has been a little sluggish lately, and you are often personal. Provide her with some magical creature materials-what does this mean?”

Adams finished the burger, “It means I’m going to work soon,” he stood up, “Mr. Lucius, I like the horned camel horns you gave me very much, just like Ms. Bagno also likes it. The wing curling demon I gave her is the same as the venom, oh, by the way, the magic power that venom can erase bad memories—this is a normal gift-giving behavior among friends.”

“I can only say so much, my friend,” Adams picked up the coat he had set aside and put it on his arm. “Have a nice day, Mr. Lucius.”

Adams turned around, and the smile on his face instantly collapsed where Lucius could not be seen, if it wasn’t for the horned camel horns——

“Adams!” Lucius stopped the person who was about to leave McDonald’s.

“Yes, sir?” Adams turned around with a perfunctory smile, “What else?”

“Harry Potter is missing?” Lucius asked without any ups and downs. It sounded like a statement. Adams paused for a few seconds, then shrugged nonchalantly. “This news is out of date, Harry Potter. Okay. Stay where he should be, Mr. Lucius, if nothing else…”

“Goodbye, Adams,” Lucius moved towards Adams waved his hand and watched him open the glass door and walk out of this dinning hall. Lucius did not leave immediately. He sat in a chair and thought for a while, what did Ms. Bagno think Sad memories to forget? If what Adams said is true, then maybe he should investigate…

“Leave my sight, muggle!” Lucius opened the clerk’s hand impatiently. The young clerk blowing bubble gum was dutifully packing the endgame left by Adams, her gaze kept drifting towards Lucius. , Which just interrupted Lucius’s thinking.

“ao!” The bubble gum exploded, and the clerk’s mouth was stuck, “What’s wrong with you?!” She cleaned the bubble gum on her face with dissatisfaction, and then saw the rude customer take out a stick of wood. The stick waved and said something unclear.

“hmph,” Lucius stood up proudly, and walked past the clerk, “Insolent muggle…”

Lucius didn’t look back, so he didn’t notice either—the young muggle clerk was not disturbed by the Repello Muggletum curse, and kept staring at his neck.

The young’muggle clerk’ took off the hat from her head, and put her white blond hair smoothly on her shoulders. The girl who looked no more than eighteen had beautiful blue eyes. The skin is unimaginable white, and the yellow work clothes of McDonald’s appear whiter, and the whole person looks like glowing.

She stared at the doorway for a while, and finally frowned and snorted, “Insolent wizard,” four fangs were faintly discernible in her mouth, and in the end she still didn’t do anything.

“Niya!” The manager’s voice sounded from the counter. It was a meticulous and serious middle-aged bald man, “Tie up your hair! I know they are beautiful, but I didn’t ask you to come but the hair model Yes-get to work!”

“Yes—” Niya took out a hair rope from her jacket pocket, skillfully tied herself a ponytail, put on her hat again, and was about to pick up the dinner plate on the table, “Huh?” She bent down, I found a warm red feather on the ground.

She squatted on the ground, took the feather and looked at it for a long time, then smiled, revealed the dimples, and all four fangs were exposed, looking slightly hideous.

“Finally I can have some fun,” she said.