In a way, the Granger family is different from everyone else. Their daughter is a witch, or rather a witch who is attending a magic school. Ever since their daughter entered the wizarding world, there has always been something a little different about the family during the summer holidays.

They were keenly aware that Hermione, who had come back this time, was different. Start dressing up like your peers and pay attention to your appearance. While cleaning her room, Mrs. Granger also found some clothing magazines.

Mr. Granger changed into their best suits, and they cleaned the house well. Today, Hermione's classmates are coming to pick her up to watch the World Cup final. They thought it might be something like the Football World Cup.

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Granger,

We've met once in Diagon Alley, and I'm sure you've heard a lot about me from Hermione.

The Quidditch World Cup will be on Monday night, and I've managed to get some of the best tickets through my connections at the Department of Magical Sports. I've invited P.A. others to attend.

Considering that the game could last a few days, I was more than willing to let Hermione stay until the end of the summer and take the train back to school with her.

If you agree, I'll pick her up at 10 a.m. on Monday.

Hope to see Hermione soon.

You are faithful

Phoenix Peverell (First Class Wizard of the Order of Merlin)

Mrs. Granger scanned the letter again, looking up at the second hand as the second hand shifted slightly, and the time was almost up.

"It's time for you to come down, my dear. Have you packed your bags?" called Mrs. Granger upstairs.

"Here it is, Mom. It was cleaned up last night. Hermione replied. Mr. Granger was adjusting his tie one last time in front of the mirror.

"Mr. Peverell, how is it coming?" asked Mrs. Granger nervously, noticing Hermione's long, flowing hair, and the couple exchanged glances secretly.

"I think it's probably a normal way, that is, no magic. He shouldn't be able to apparition yet, which needs to be assessed by the Ministry of Magic. It's possible to have a broomstick, and there's Floo powder, but our fireplace doesn't have an internet connection. Hermione summed up several magical modes of transportation.

"Will his parents come with her?" Mrs. Granger began to side-tap the identity of the suspected Hermione boyfriend.

"Oh, no. Then I saw a bright green fire suddenly appear in the empty grate under the fireplace. The Granger couple struggled to hide their surprise and panic as they watched as a boy appeared in the middle of the flames, spinning like a spinning top. Seconds later, the boy stepped over the grate, dressed in a red and black robe with short hair. Then an adult man also walked out, wearing a snow-white shirt, a black vest, a black bow tie, a black tuxedo, crisp black trousers, and shiny black leather shoes. The unmessed hair makes the boy's slightly messy hair stand out even more.

"Hello, I'm Hermione's classmate, you can call me Phoenix. You must be Hermione's parents, remember last year in Diagon Alley, we met. Phoenix held out a hand and shook hands with Mr. Granger.

"Hello, please take a seat. This is—"

"My housekeeper and my temporary guardian in the UK. Phoenix sat down, and Mrs. Granger brought him a cup of tea. Actually, Watson is not a butler, but it cannot be said that he is a dark wizard who specializes in private work for the family, and he does what a butler should do.

"How's the summer going? Hermione. Phoenix said with a smile.

"Very well, how did you get Floo powder? I remember the Ministry of Magic doesn't allow it, Muggle families are networked. Hermione said gleefully. Mr. Granger felt a little uneasy in his heart, and the person his daughter had a crush on seemed to have a high status in the wizarding world.

"I connected your fireplace to the Floo Network - just this afternoon, you know, to pick up Hermione. Strictly speaking, Muggle fireplaces are not supposed to be connected to the Internet - but you know, Minister Fudge always wanted to get close to me. He didn't think about it basically, he did it for me. Don't worry," he took a sip of his tea, and Watson stood motionless behind him, "Watson will get it for you in a moment." He lit a fire and sent us back. ”

The second half of the sentence Phoenix said to the Grangers.

"Phoenix, are you noble?" Mr. Granger couldn't help but ask, usually only nobles have butlers, even if this profession is no longer the privilege of nobles, but the status of the people they serve is still either rich or noble.

"Daddy, what are you talking about?" Hermione said, turning her face and grumbling.

"Nobles? Oh, we're not. To be exact, there are no nobles in the wizarding world in Europe. Some wizards who helped Muggle kings before the Middle Ages were knighted, and that's it. Phoenix glanced at Hermione quickly, what was the problem. "But there were some wizards in the early days of Asia who were kings, probably by the Imperius Charm, I guess. ”

"What did your parents do, Phoenix, there are all sorts of professions in the wizarding world, right?" asked Madame Granger cautiously.

"Why do you keep asking these awkward questions, we should go, right?" Seeing Phoenix's face change, Hermione stepped forward in time to solve the siege. It's not a good occasion to say that Phoenix's parents have died.

"God, it's getting late. Hermione, you go first. Phoenix pretended to pull out his watch and said to Hermione. He was holding Hermione's luggage and pet cat. The cat's name was Crookshan, and it was a big ginger cat with raccoon blood.

It glared at Phoenix, looking extra alert.

"Goodbye and thank you for your hospitality. He walked straight into the flames and said, "Ankay!" and the Granger couple were surprised and a little frightened, and they heard a whoosh that Phoenix was gone.

"See you next year, Mom and Dad. Hermione waved goodbye to her parents. Then there was another whoosh, and it disappeared all at once.

"Thank you very much, goodbye. Watson thanked the Grangers, extinguished the flames, and apparitioned.

"I hope Hermione doesn't get dizzy. Mr. Granger seemed relieved, and sat down and touched his chin. Although they are not shamans, this does not prevent them from seeing things through their own social experience. The difference in status between the two people is probably very large, although there are no nobles in the wizarding world, but he believes that there must be a similar class.

That boy is undoubtedly the so-called "high society" person, and it seems that he is not bad at heart now. However, who can say for sure about emotional matters.

Hermione spun faster and faster, her elbows pressed to her sides, and countless fireplaces flashed by at such a fast speed that she could barely see them. Finally she felt a little nauseous and closed her eyes. Finally she almost fell face down on the carpet, but Phoenix held her up, and they arrived.

"Welcome back to the wizarding world. Hermione gave her a hard look. "By the way, you're so beautiful today. ”

"I rummaged for a long time to find this tent, it's very old. Basically witnessed all the major events of the Peverell family. "The foyer was large and luxuriously furnished, with a rich carpet covering almost the entire floor. On the couch, Friedhelm and Noether are playing crackling and exploding cards intently.

"Upstairs there are bedrooms, dens, meeting rooms and stuff. There is also a storage room. Phoenix took Hermione to learn about the construction of the tent. "Kitchen and bathroom on the ground floor. There is also a wine cellar underground. ”

"It's—" Hermione hadn't expected such a luxurious, spacious tent. Even a cursory glance reveals that the tent is worth a lot of money.

All the doors are inlaid with huge gems of different colors, and the edges shimmer with different lights, illuminating the entire corridor quite dreamily, as if you are in heaven. The floors and walls were covered with expensive blankets.

"The color of the gemstones on the door represents the purpose of the room – a room with diamonds, for example, for medical purposes. Various safeguards are used at the edge to ensure that no one without authorization can enter. Also, the blanket is a defensive measure, so stop casting spells in the hallway. Phoenix took her back to the living room, "They didn't come back?"

"They're on their way to the camp for the supporters of the Bulgarian team, hello, Hermione. Friedhelm didn't look up, half of his eyebrows blew up.

"Hello. ”

"Want to hang out?" Phoenix suggested.

"Okay. ”