Don't look at the righteousness of Hermione's mouth, but this night has slipped down the road, and it is also tired and tired. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info now mention going home, and the mental laxity makes the fatigue that has accumulated all night explode.

So, the first thing Roger, Hermione and Caroline did after leaving the cemetery and walking through the park was to find the van they were driving when they came, and they really didn't want to walk anymore, even if Roger took them to hit the tree.

Thanks to this is a box of goods, the supermarket usually buys in the morning, so the back of the container is empty, and the zombies can squeeze it down, otherwise this group of scum can't keep up with a hundred meters and they will have to run away.

Once in the car, at first Hermione was able to keep an eye on Roger to prevent him from driving recklessly, but when the car was on the road normally, the slight bump and the door next to her to lean on made it less than two minutes for her to fall asleep on her arms.

Roger glanced at the girl who was breathing steadily, and slowly drove the car back to Tulip Road at a low speed.

The road conditions along the way were basically good, and he didn't encounter much trouble, so he parked the car steadily, reached out and pushed the two girls... Halfway through, Caroline also fell asleep: "Hey, wake up, it's home." ”

"Uh-huh!" Hermione opened her eyes with difficulty, her eyelids heavy as if she had been hung on a scale, and she was still sliding down even though she had been woken up.

Caroline was very alert, and was pushed by Roger, and suddenly came to her senses.

"Ouch, are we all still alive?" she smiled and teased her brother, "It's not easy, I thought you would get up while I was asleep." ”

Roger pouted disdainfully: "Now that there's fun, who is so rare as drag racing... Lower. He jumped out of the cab with Pandora in his arms, and said to the old lady before closing the car door: "Hermione, I'll take you to her house, and I'll go back to the house to make up for sleep..."

After saying that, he shook the car door, yawned, and swaggered through the big hole in his living room to the second floor.

Caroline said "hey...", and it was not good to leave Hermione alone in the car with the rotting zombies, so she had to move to the cab and get out of the car, and then open the passenger door from the outside and hugged the girl down.

Ring the doorbell of Hermione's house, soon there was movement, and Mr. and Mrs. Granger appeared at the door with two big black circles under their eyes, and as soon as they saw the girl in Caroline's arms, Mrs. Granger came down with tears in her eyes, and threw herself forward, shouting, "Oh, no! What's wrong with her?"

"No, no, Mrs. Granger, calm down, Hermione is fine, she wasn't hurt, she was just too sleepy..."Caroline handed the girl in her arms to Mr. Granger, "It's just that she fell asleep in the car when she came back, and we didn't wake her up when we got out of the car." ”

Mr. Granger took Hermione, and the couple were relieved to see that their daughter was breathing smoothly and that there were no wounds on her body.

"Come, sit down first, I'll make you a cup of tea," the big stone in her heart fell to the ground, and Mrs. Granger remembered that she was still blocking the door, and quickly stepped aside to greet Caroline, only to find that she was the only one who came.

"Where's Roger? is he alright?" asked Mrs. Granger, nervously.

"It's okay, he can't bear it and go home and sleep first," Caroline explained, picking up the door frame and preparing to say goodbye: "I won't go in, I'm tired all night, I have to go make up for sleep first..."

"Having a cup of hot cocoa before going to bed can make you have a good night's sleep... Come on, soon. Mrs. Granger said.

At this time, Mr. Granger placed Hermione downstairs and said, "Alright, let the child go to bed first, we have to make up for sleep, and we will talk about it when we wake up." ”

When her husband spoke, Mrs. Granger couldn't force Caroline to keep her, but she still said enthusiastically: "Then come over and have dinner together when you wake up at night, and I'll make you super pasta... Gotta come over!"

"Okay, okay," Caroline nodded perfunctorily and ran home.

She finally understood why Roger was running so fast, and if it hadn't been for Mr. Granger's words, she might have had to be dragged by Mrs. Granger and left there, and told her all night as it was...

Looking at the dark circles on the top of the couple's eyes, you can see that they are not less frightened this night. After all, it's his own daughter who hasn't returned for a night, and there are monsters rampant outside...

Speaking of which, Mr. Granger is still supportive of his daughter's own choice in this situation, which is really enlightened enough.

If this is left on Roger's body, it is estimated that it will be directly a big wave of his hand, and he will shave his daughter into a bald man first, and then if you still want to go out, then I won't stop you...... Baldness is invincible!

Caroline went straight to her room, locked the door and fell asleep, and as for the unguarded living room, she didn't have time to think about it, she was sleepy...

When I woke up, it was already more than five o'clock in the afternoon, Roger stretched his waist and walked into the bathroom to take a bath, although he could use the cleansing spell, but after waking up, he soaked in the hot hot water to relieve the feeling of fatigue, and it was not something that magic could replace.

When he came out of the bathtub, the boy's skin was hot and red, and he found a set of clean clothes to put on, and then he staggered downstairs.

The clutter in the living room on the first floor was far greater than when he first returned, the dust from the wall had been knocked through and covered the room, and all kinds of miscellaneous items such as broken stone bricks and empty wine bottles were piled up on the ground, and even Roger, who didn't care much about the living environment, was a little blind.

Taking a jug of milk out of the fridge and biting the corner into his mouth, Roger pulled out his wand and waved it all over the room, muttering incantations in his mouth.

One by one, the bottles and cans on the ground flew into the trash cans outside the door.

Then the boy's wand shook twice, and the rubble bricks inside and outside the house swished back to the big hole they had struck, and the entire wall was restored to its original state.

But Roger's movements did not stop, and he scraped his wand in the air one by one, and saw that the furniture in the room was like a pencil on a color photograph that had met an eraser, and the dust and wine stains on it had been wiped clean.

Anyway, I used countless magic last night, so I don't need to care about these more anymore.

Roger sat down on the couch drinking milk, pressed the remote control to turn on the TV, and then remembered that the telephone pole in this piece should have been broken by the big praying mantis... But the screen lit up unusually.

The boy looked out of the house in amazement, and the fog was still there, and he had to admire the electricians' work ethic.