"Lo~F~Er~" Hermione lay on her side on the bed, calling softly to her little wolf cub.

"What's wrong?" Lovell lazily looked up from her nest and looked at Hermione, wondering what was the matter with her.

Lovell has been back at Granger's house for a while. When it appeared by the window, it surprised Hermione, so surprised that she thought she hadn't woken up yet.

Of course, Lovell's slightly rough tongue quickly made her understand that this was not a dream.

Lovell not only returned on his own, but also brought back a ticket to the Quidditch World Cup. When it came to Quidditch, Hermione wasn't completely ignorant. She had seen an introduction to Quidditch in Hogwarts: A History of the School, and she was curious about the sport that was popular in the wizarding world.

So when she found out that her little wolf had brought her back a ticket to the World Cup from outside, she was extremely excited. But in addition to her excitement, she also had a hint of nervousness: after all, this was the first time that Hermione, a little Muggle girl, had stepped into the wizarding world, and it was normal to be a little nervous. But when she found out that she would go to the game with the friends Loll had made at Hogwarts, the tension in the little girl's heart dissipated.

As the appointed time approached, she became more and more excited, and her actions include, but were not limited to, constantly discussing with Lovell what to wear to the game, what to stuff in her suitcase, and whether she needed to prepare some greeting gifts for the Weasleys.

Lovell's wolf instincts told it that Hermione probably wanted to consult her again.

"Look at these shoes, do they look good?" Sure enough, Hermione handed over a magazine with a picture of high heels.

"Looks okay." Lovell replied truthfully.

It was a pair of lace-up heels, and the gold lace-up matched the brown sole very well, giving people a sense of sexiness.

It's just that......

Just looking at the construction of those high heels, Lovell dared to conclude that these shoes were not easy to wear - there was no other focus at all, and it was all tied to the feet with the thin straps, could they really be worn comfortably?

"Shall I buy a pair and wear it at the World Cup?" Hermione saw that Lovell's evaluation of the shoes was also good, and she immediately moved her mind.

"Don't, these shoes look uncomfortable." Lovell hurriedly dissuaded Hermione. When the time comes, if she wears a sore foot, she will end up kneading her herself, so why bother?

"Eh, but you said it looked pretty good." Hermione didn't really want to give up, so she kept encouraging the wolf cubs: "Why don't you buy it and see?" ”

"This color is a bit rustic, and it feels like the kind of shoes that only an old aunt in her thirties would wear." Lovell also changed his perspective, and completely dismissed Hermione's idea of buying the shoes.

"Well, gold is a bit cheesy." When Lovell said this, Hermione also thought the shoes were "old-fashioned", so she gave up the idea of buying them.

"Really, Hermione, you can dress up as a local Muggle, trust me!" Lovell also made his own suggestions.

Since the World Cup is being held in Texas, USA, why not wear the local non-magical fashion?

"Then you're going to have to get a denim suit." Hermione shrugged her shoulders, not taking a point, but taking Lovell's suggestion to heart.

Indeed, wearing a denim jacket to Texas might be a good idea.

"Speaking of which, did you tell Mr. Granger that you were going to the World Cup for the summer?" Lovell counted the days and saw that the agreed day was not far off, but it didn't remember Hermione telling her parents about it.

"Well, not yet." Hermione also felt a little outrageous, but it really didn't seem like a good thing to say.

"Sooner or later," Lovell frowned, "I'll tell them what you can't say." ”

"No need." Hermione got out of bed and headed downstairs. She felt that it was better to talk to her father and mother about this kind of thing.

Mr. Granger was chatting with his wife in the living room downstairs. It was the height of summer, and Mrs. Granger prepared a bowl of steaming fruit shaved ice for her husband, which was enough to soothe all the heat along with the air conditioner.

"The patient's calculus is too big to imagine, and I thought he had gold teeth when I first saw him—" Mr. Granger was talking about his work anecdotes when Hermione walked into the living room.

"Would you like some?" Mr. Granger handed Hermione the bowl of shaved ice garnished with blueberries and various fruits.

"No need...... Hermione was a little confused at the thought of the topic she was going to start in a moment.

"What's wrong?" Mr. Granger noticed that his daughter was unusual, so he put down his spoon and turned to his daughter, ready to help her at any time.

"Uh......" Hermione swiped her hands behind her back and toes on the ground, finally deciding to start the conversation from a less direct angle.

"Dad, do you have any plans for the summer vacation?" Hermione wanted to start with this topic, and eventually showed that she wanted to go to the World Cup, but she didn't expect Mr. Granger to have a plan for the summer.

"How do you know we're going to Texas?" Mr. Granger raised an eyebrow and glanced at Hermione in surprise.

Hermione: "yes, you're going to ......?" ”

Hermione:???

Something seems to be wrong? She hasn't said she's going to the World Cup?

"I'm going to see you Uncle Grace in a while." Mr. Granger stated his purpose for going to Texas.

I see! Hermione remembered that her dad's best friend had indeed settled in Texas and had opened a dental practice.

"I originally wanted to tell you in two days, but since you asked today, I'll tell you." Mr. Granger spread his hands, and there was a feeling that the prepared surprise had been debunked in advance.

"This ......" Hemin felt helpless for a while: this thing is really a coincidence!

"Dad, I'm afraid I can't go with you to see Uncle Grace because I want to go to the World Cup." She eventually plucked up the courage to tell her father that she was going to the Quidditch World Cup.

"The World Cup? Isn't it a little late for you to see it now? Mr. Granger didn't react at first, thinking that his daughter was talking about this year's World Cup in Milan, Italy.

"It's the Quidditch World Cup!" Hermione began to educate her father about what Quidditch was.

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The first is offered!

I saw your reminder (there was actually a reminder to Luoluo, I received it)