Hermione had thought that this year's Christmas might make her feel lonely. But she never thought that this holiday would be "lively" to such a point......

London, a suburb of Hampstead Gardens.

Hermione stood in front of the window, looking at the figures flying in the air in the distance, her face full of worry.

She didn't know exactly what was going on in London today, but she knew that this was the first direct meeting between the wizarding world and the Muggle world in recent years.

"Honey, that'...... Do you know what those things are? ”

"Dad, can you see that too?"

Hermione was taken aback when she heard her father standing beside her. But soon, she suppressed the uneasiness in her heart again and smiled reluctantly.

"I don't know, maybe ...... It's some magical creature that stumbled into the city, right? She pursed her lips and said slowly, "Sometimes it happens, but it's okay, the British Ministry of Magic will figure it out." ”

Her parents had accompanied her to the wizarding world earlier, including Diagon Alley and Hogwarts, so she didn't know much about them, but at least she had a preliminary impression.

In their hearts, their daughter's world seems to have always been sunny and calm, so they have no objection to Hermione going to Hogwarts to be a little witch.

But if only they knew that the wizarding world was sometimes as dangerous as war...... Hermione probably won't be allowed to go back to Hogwarts to finish her studies, right?

As a result, Hermione never told her family about those bad experiences, but kept them all in her heart.

It's a pity that if it goes on like today, sooner or later the paper will not be able to contain the fire.

"Mommy, Daddy—"

Suddenly, Hermione turned her head and shouted to her mother, who was still busy in the kitchen.

"This Christmas holiday has just begun, so I thought we might as well go out on a family trip...... Do you think it's good? ”

"Oh, of course that's fine," Mr. Granger, beside her, turned his head from the city center sky and patted his good daughter on the shoulder with doting, "Seriously, I've wanted to mention it to you for a long time, but...... Well, you know, I didn't feel like you were in a good mood when you came back, so I haven't told you yet! ”

"It's okay, I'm in a good mood—" Hermione said, but quickly shook her head again, "Oh, okay! Honestly, there are some things that confuse me...... So Dad, I guess I need to take a break. ”

She made excuses, trying to make herself appear less eager, trying to stop looking out the window.

For Hermione, the most fortunate thing now is that their home is far from the city center, so they will not fall into some possible crisis all of a sudden.

In short, she may still have a chance to let her parents go.

"Scatter your mind...... That's right," said Mr. Granger, nodding, "life is always going to be stressful, and since we can't avoid them all, we have to find a way to get rid of them – I've always thought it would be a good idea to have a picnic during the holidays." ”

He thought for a moment, and then said, "Honey, where do you want to go?" This will decide for us whether we should book a flight or a train ticket—"

"Oh no." When Hermione heard this, she suddenly put on a mysterious look, "Dad, no need for planes and trains...... This time, I want to give you a taste of what a wizard's journey is like. ”

When Mr. Granger heard her say this, he was immediately surprised:

"This ...... Will it be okay? I think you can't do that, right? ”

As a pure Muggle, Mr. Granger may be as lacking much of the wizarding world as little Victor in St. Mungo's Hospital of Witchcraft and Wizardry. But when it came to matters concerning his daughter, he was no longer just a Muggle, but the father of an underage witch.

As far as the regulations of the International Secrecy Act were concerned, there were some provisions that he remembered even better than Hermione - after all, it was a law that must be followed in the wizarding world, and it would be a dereliction of duty for him as a father to kill his own daughter because of their negligence.

This time, however, the nature is different.

"No problem, Dad!" Hermione gently hugged her father, "You're my immediate family, and you're within the limits of the ordinance—just keep it out of sight." ”

"Is that so?"

Hermione is considered to be "smart" at Hogwarts, but her father, Mr. Granger, is not stupid.

For his daughter, he can be said to know too well. It only took a few words for him to feel something strange in Hermione's words, and it wasn't long before he secretly hesitated.

“…… Aren't you, my dear...... What's on your mind? ”

Mr. Granger took Hermione by the shoulder, looked her around, and then said seriously:

"Listen, if something makes you feel uncomfortable, you might as well say it. Mom and I will listen to you and share the burden for you—"

"No, I'm nothing." Hermione quickly shook her head and said, "Dad, I really don't have anything - I just want you to experience the life of a wizard too." ”

She just wanted her parents to stay out of danger without noticing.

But who knows, even the most sluggish parents will become sensitive when facing their children.

"Isn't it one of those things flying in the sky?"

After a little recollection, Mr. Granger discovered a detail:

Hermione had only stood at the window for a moment before she suddenly looked a little strange. And before that, she hadn't talked too much, and she had never mentioned that she was going to travel or anything.

"What is that?"

Mr. Granger was about to turn his head to look out the window again, when Hermione pulled the curtain shut. Without the light outside, the living room was suddenly much darker.

"No...... Uh, I mean, nothing to see. ”

She couldn't explain her actions, of course, but the creatures that resembled Dementors were clearly not good. Most of the dark creatures in the wizarding world are very weird, and who knows if there will be problems with Muggles watching too much?

Hermione's move was obviously a bit abrupt to Mr. Granger.

"Honey, what the hell is going on? Is something wrong? ”

"No, nothing, that-"

Hermione tried to find another reason, but it came so suddenly that she didn't know what to say for a while.

In desperation, she subconsciously reached for her sleeve, but found that she had touched the void.

Hermione had long been accustomed to hiding her wand in her sleeve, but now that she was wearing normal Muggle clothing, it was impossible for her to keep her wand in her old place.

"Wait a minute."

With that, she hurried down the stairs, and in an instant she was back in her room.

Really, if she could have been given more time, she would have been able to take care of this. But now, she might not just need to find an excuse to "travel".

yes, maybe you'll have to use the Oblivion Charm once!

"What the hell is going on...... Daddy, to be honest, I want to know more than you do! ”

With her back against the door, Hermione glanced at Crookshan, lying on the bed, and her heart was full of confusion. But now, no matter how confused she is, there are some things she has to do.

With a secret sigh, she picked Crookshan up from the covers, and then ran to the first floor with the wand in the pen holder.

"Mom, come to the living room first, I have something to say to you!"

……

This Christmas holiday, Harry did not go to live at Aunt Vernon's house, but went to the Burrow in Devon, England, from the beginning.

For him, it was clear that staying in the Weasley house, where everyone was so warm and friendly, was a lot happier.

Speaking of which, Harry had been trying to get rid of the family he hated for years, but it never seemed to have been very successful.

Even if Sirius suddenly had a godfather, all he could bring him was to go to Hogsmeade in the name of it.

But he didn't know when he began to realize in a daze—some kind of restraint that was intended to keep him from leaving the Dursleys had disappeared all at once.

"Harry, mommy freshly baked apple pie, come and try it!"

Like yesterday, Mr. Weasley was going to work at the Ministry of Magic during the day - the ministry was very busy this year, and the Christmas break was only three days, and last night Ron's dad was complaining about the extra bonus for those who worked overtime.

So the only people in the house today are Ron, Harry, and Ginny. As for the other brothers, even the living twins have already stepped into their own lives.

Oh no, this home...... There seems to be another person.

"Ron, isn't Percy awake yet?"

Harry picked up a piece of pie from his plate and asked as if he had suddenly thought of it, only to be gagged by Ron with a piece of pie.

"Oh! Oh...... Scald, hot, hot! ”

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Weasley's voice came from the kitchen, "Eat slowly, it's just coming out!" ”

"Got it!" Ron answered in place of Harry, and then lowered his voice and said, "Harry, don't mention Percy - especially not in front of Mommy!" ”

When he said this, even Ron, who had always had a big heart, couldn't help but sigh.

"Oh, sorry......"

No matter how tenacious Harry was, he could understand the truth to some extent, and he just blurted it out carelessly.

"Then you say...... Do you want Maca to see Percy again? Maybe after all this time, things are getting better again? ”

When Ron heard this, he was about to say something, but suddenly he heard a knock at the door.

"Ron, go open the door!" Mrs. Weasley shouted.

"Okay!" He hurriedly stood up on the couch and said to Harry in passing, "Wait a minute—I'll go see who it is." ”

Soon, the Burrow's door creaked open, and Harry heard Ron's voice of surprise.

"Hermione?"

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