New York

Queens

Kowalski Bakery.

At dusk, the last rays of the setting sun came obliquely, shrouding the bakery that had been in business for more than half a century, a hazy red light.

A pickup truck sped up, slowing down suddenly, making a screeching tire grinding sound and kicking up a lot of dust.

Rove jumped out of the car, followed by Margaery, who turned her head and asked, "Did you get rid of the policewoman who was chasing us?"

"I guess I got rid of it!" Rove folded his arms to calm his heart, which was about to burst out of his chest.

He didn't expect to be chased by the police on the first day he came to the United States.

Margaery is to blame for this, she instigated Rove to drive without a license, and the teenager somehow believed in her evil and really had to drive himself.

But can you believe this crazy woman's words?!

I had just crossed the Queens Bridge, and while waiting for the traffic light, I met a female police officer on patrol.

Margaery, who was sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly shouted at the female police officer, saying that Rove was driving without a license, and shouted that she had been kidnapped by him.

Rove was stupid at the time, and the female police officer was obviously stupid too, she had probably been in the company for so long, and it was the first time she had seen such a scene.

The policewoman was stunned for a long time before riding a motorcycle and chasing after her.

Rove was indeed a minor driving without a license, and when he saw the policewoman chasing after him, he had no choice but to kick the accelerator and rush out.

Although the young man has first-class driving skills, he is not familiar with the road conditions, and he turned around for a long time before he finally got rid of the guy.

"I'd like to try what it's like to be chased by Muggle cops." Margaery was satisfied, "Great!"

"Stick you big-headed ghost." Rove scolded, "I believe you again...... I'm a dog!"

"Alright, don't be angry, little Rove." Margaery reached out and picked up Rove's chin, and said in a charming voice:

"As an apology, my sister put on a show for you to vent your anger at night."

"Get out!" Rove believed her with a hammer.

The two of them calmed down and walked towards Kowalski's bakery, where the enticing smell of hot bread emanated from the shop.

Kowalski's bakery was owned by Margaery's grandfather, Jacob.

Jacob is also considered a Muggle of choice, not only becoming close friends with Newt, but also marrying the beautiful Queenie.

He even fought against Grindelwald as a Muggle, got a wand, and had breakfast with the students in the Great Hall of Hogwarts.

It's the ultimate Muggle dream come true.

Rove and Margaery walked into the store and saw a lot of customers standing inside.

The shelves are also full of all kinds of food:

Jam biscuits with blueberry aroma, brioche bread, lasagna buns, fusiform breads, lemon cake sprinkled with icing......

Most of the residents in this neighborhood have been buying bread in the bakery since they were children, and now they have grown up and still come here.

There are several girls employed in the shop, and Jacob loves to make bread, but he is now in his nineties and cannot do the job.

Margaery took Rove and walked straight to the second floor, where she came to a large living room:

A pen is automatically designing a drawing of clothes on paper; The iron worked in the corner and ironed the skirt; A drying rack awkwardly rotates automatically in front of a fire. ….

The room was littered with magazines: Friends of the Witches, Whispers of the Witches, and The Ghost of New York.

The magic radio was on loudly, it was news program time, and the mellow, sweet voice of the female announcer echoed through the room.

"Grandpa, grandma." Margaery exclaimed, "See who I've brought here?"

Rove followed Margaery to the balcony and saw two old men, sitting there enjoying the sunset.

Queenie is very old, her original blonde hair has become gray, but the clothes on her body are still fashionable and beautiful, and she exudes a faint smell of rose perfume.

Queenie grabbed Rove's wrist with her mottled hand,

"Kid, it's good to see you."

Before Rove could speak, Queenie's wrinkled face and eyes sparkled like polished gems...... She already knew what was going on in the boy's heart.

"Yes, I'm really old, my hair is falling out one by one, and it's really hard to get old." The witch smiled kindly.

Queenie is a natural master of receptivity, able to read other people's emotions and thoughts without having to learn more.

"No, grandma will always be so beautiful." Rove kissed Queenie on the cheek respectfully.

Hearing Margaery's voice, Jacob opened his eyes and said with joy, "Rove, my little Rove."

Jacob was tall and burly when he was young, but he looked a little bloated when he entered old age, and he said with a trembling smile on his face:

"It's been a long time since you've been to Hogwarts to see me......

"I'm sorry, Grandpa." Rove took the old man's arm.

"Am I not coming back? I've also brought you a gift, and a letter from Professor Dumbledore."

"Ah, Albus, is he okay?" Jacob asked with some amusement.

"Good."

Queenie apparently looked much healthier than Jacob, which was also normal, and wizards could live to be one or two hundred years old.

But for Muggles, centenarians are already nearing the end of their lives.

Rove had to sigh at the power of time.

After chatting with the two old men for a while, the young man followed Margaery and walked towards the third floor.

When Margaery came to her room, she kicked off her shoes, sat down on the bed, and took off the black ***, revealing two bright white thighs, resting on Rove's shoulders.

"I'm tired today."

Rove glanced at the two white and tender feet on his shoulders, and said helplessly:

"Margaery, can you pay attention to the image?"

"My sister never deliberately hides her beauty." Margaery made a sultry gesture and smiled:

"Besides, aren't you the only one here?"

Margaery then reached out and unbuttoned the top of her police uniform.

The second one.

The third ......

Rove was startled and said, "What are you going to do?"

"Change your clothes." Margaery blinked, "You can't wear this uniform all the time, can you? Why, you don't want me to change out of my police uniform?"

"I just said you liked the tune, and you still don't admit it!"

"Who likes it?" Rove frowned and said, "Let's study how to get rid of these handcuffs, I can't sleep here at night, right?"

"I don't mind." Margaery laughed, "I said it earlier, we will be conjoined people from now on." ….

「……」

"Forget it, I won't tease you." Margaery laughed, ripped open her neckline, took a key from between her slippery breasts, and threw it to the boy.

「……」

Rove quickly picked up the warm key and opened the handcuffs, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm going to take a shower, so we can both be together." Margaery blinked.

Rove fled and hurried out of Margaery's room.

"Coward!" Margaery scolded with a laugh.

Rov walked out of the room and sat on the living room couch, studying the alchemical handcuffs.

Not to mention...... It's a lot of fun.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps on the stairs, and Rove still thought it was Queenie coming up, so he turned his head to see a female police officer walking in.

It was the one who had just pursued them!

Female police officer raises ...... in her hand

Magic wand.

"I'm a cop, put your hand up."

「……」

In recent years, has it become popular for wizards to play with pistols and for police to use magic wands?

What a magical world!

The witch shouted, "Marg

Leigh, are you alright? Hey, have you really been kidnapped? If you're not dead, cough twice."

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