The transcendent successor of Harry Potter

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Ying country London.

Because of Christmas, today’s London is very different.

The old streets, lined with framed shops that have typically continued the cultural precipitation, are decorated with Christmas decorations today, and the festive atmosphere can be seen everywhere.

It was almost noon, and all the families were almost ready to start preparing for a sumptuous family dinner, and every traditional ying countryman was no exception.

The same was true of Hermione’s family.

“Hermione, didn’t you say you were going out with your friends at noon, hasn’t he come yet?” Mrs. Granger, who was tidying up the arrangement of the house and preparing for the evening dinner, still holding a broom in her hand, suddenly poked her head into Hermione’s house and asked.

Hermione had been talking about something in the morning, going out with her friends at noon, but it was almost past noon, and there was no movement, and Mrs. Granger was puzzled.

“Don’t ask me again, he might be here soon, after all… He promised me. Lying on the table in her room, Hermione responded somewhat unwillingly.

She was talking about Wilkes, who had written to Wilkes a few days earlier, saying that she had invited him to her house to play, and he had written back and said that it was no problem and that he would take her to a place she had never been before.

Hermione had been looking forward to this for days, but now…

“He may have something to delay, and the meeting will come later.” Hermione muttered to herself, holding her chin in both hands, somewhat comforting herself.

Mrs. Granger shook her head helplessly, and had to continue to clean up the house, and she didn’t say anything more about her daughter’s appearance, just gently closed her door.

Looking up at the white snow flying outside the house, Hermione was a little lost, this was the first time she invited someone else to play in her house, but she didn’t expect to be released by the pigeons.

Thinking, Hermione suddenly sat up, pulled out the drawer, and saw that in the drawer, there was a gold crown lying quietly, like a phoenix spreading its wings, inlaid with blue gems.

It was the Ravenclaw crown.

Hermione looked at the golden crown, her face immediately flushed, remembering the scene when Wilkes gave it to herself before the Christmas holidays.

And in the end, she actually took the initiative to step forward…

And because of it, Hermione’s Christmas holidays, lived to the fullest, Rowena Ravenclaw’s intellectual legacy, for her, this may be the most suitable gift for her in the world.

“Why haven’t you come yet.” Hermione slumped the drawer and lay on the table, her face flushed, but she wasn’t unhappy about Wilkes’ lateness.

She knew Wilkes well, and if she was late, there must be something really important.

But even if she knew this clearly, Hermione was inevitably a little dull, worried about Wilkes if he was in some trouble, and her cheeks were rosy and cranky, looking forward to his arrival.

“Hmph!” Thinking about it, she snorted in her heart, secretly determined in a huff, and said with a hard mouth: “When he comes, I will definitely not easily …”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

At this moment, suddenly there was a clapping sound, interrupting Hermione’s words, and almost instantly, she was startled, and immediately jumped up from the stool and took a step back.

“Who is it?!”

Hermione immediately exclaimed, following the direction of the voice, looking up, but the next moment, her eyes widened.

I saw that outside the window at this moment, there was actually one… Cat?

A beige cat.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The cat was half-crouched, raising one paw, still slapping on the window glass, with a lion-like tail behind it, wagging while staring at Hermione with both eyes.

“What a cute cat!” When Hermione saw clearly that it was a cat making a noise, her eyes immediately lit up, and then she stepped forward, opened the window, and picked it up.

“Meow~”

The cat she picked up, in Hermione’s arms, meekly barked, but the two cat paws pulled, “glared”, and jumped on the table.

Hermione smiled pink and green, revealing two dimples.

Although she didn’t know whose cat it was, she had never had any resistance to cats, so she couldn’t help it and reached out to touch the cat’s head.

“Meow~” For Hermione’s pet, the cat did not resist, just looked out the window and barked at Hermione.

Seeing this, Hermione tilted her head and looked at the cat on the table curiously, feeling that this cat seemed to be different, very smart, and the action just now, as if to signal her, looked out the window.

She didn’t think so, picked up the cat again, followed the trend of curiosity, walked slowly to the window, and looked at the community street outside the window.

The neighborhood street is no different, paved by a thin layer of snow, only a black figure, which looks particularly abrupt in the snow, and stands on the opposite side of the street, looking at Hermione in the room, showing a faint smile.

In an instant, Hermione suddenly leaned out of the window and exclaimed with a look of surprise:

“Wilkes!!”

(PS: 02-01 update, feel like I am watering for the first time.) ）_

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