"The old Dutton clinic just passed."

"Shut up, you said old Dutton was pulling out his teeth like he was killing a sheep."

When Watson Wick saw his wife driving, he immediately became vigilant.

After passing the old Dutton dental office, he subconsciously covered his pocket.

Mrs. Wick looked impatient, very different from her usual dignified image.

Watson felt a little awkward in his seat, and reached out and pulled out a fashion magazine from underneath.

It said that Louis Vuitton launched a new fashion item, and his toothache face collapsed all at once.

Tooth extraction is small, buying a bag is big.

The car finally stopped on Oxford Street, and Watson knew his wallet was destined for it.

The wife, who vowed to pull out her teeth, turned around and got out of the car and stepped on her high heels and left, leaving the father and son looking at each other.

"Let's find a clinic to extract the tooth."

John watched Daddy struggle to move from the co-pilot to the driver's seat, and he was very skeptical.

"Are you sure you can drive?"

"Why don't you come? Can your magic help me pull out my teeth? ”

Watson thought to himself, I can't control my wife, and I can't control your son?

John shrugged, not knowing how long the bill would be from the bank tomorrow.

Father and son drove around London and ended up at a dentist's office.

"Granger? It's the same last name as Hermione. ”

John glanced at the name and thought to himself, what a coincidence, if it was a mobile phone, he would definitely take a picture of Hermione.

Entering the clinic, this clinic is not large, and the clean and simple waiting area has a few children and adults.

Europeans spend a lot of money on their teeth every year, and one of the children was so upset that they were in pain.

John and Watson sat and waited, and a young woman who waited alone lit up when she saw Watson's successful and calm appearance.

She accosted Watson, deliberately approached Watson and said, "Your child is so handsome, is it because he eats too much sugar?" ”

She just got divorced, how could she be willing to stay alone in the empty house in her fiery years.

Watson was a standard English gentleman, and his appearance was very popular, and the calm man made the young woman look like silk.

Her eyes looked like they would discharge, and seeing that Watson didn't speak, she immediately shifted her target and prepared to take John's route.

"Little handsome guy, it seems that your father is not in a good mood today."

John glanced at her and said lightly, "You can't speak if you have tooth decay." ”

The young woman was a little confused.

At this time, there was a person walking in the waiting area.

When the man saw the young woman, he immediately showed a headache, and then he was a little surprised when he saw John next to him.

"I remember you ...... John, remember me, I'm Hermione's dad. ”

Mr. Granger walked briskly, he didn't have a ridiculously high hairline like middle-aged men in his country, and his thick hair let John know who Hermione inherited.

"You're here for Hermione?"

Mr. Granger thought he was looking for Hermione, John smiled and bowed slightly, and said, "Hello Mr. Granger, is this your clinic, I'm not here to find Hermione, it's my dad, he has tooth decay." ”

John pointed to his father, and Watson looked unhappy with a straight face.

He actually had a toothache, and now when he opened his mouth, he felt a woodpecker pounding on his teeth.

The so-called acquaintances are easy to do, and Mr. Granger enthusiastically brought the two in.

Just looking at his appearance, it seems that he has run away more.

The young woman in the waiting area watched the two good men leave with resentment, and the good men were all from other people's families these days.

Don't wonder why young women are looking for a married man, after all, this kind of thing is quite common in Europe.

In one step, I have multiple sons and find a mature man, why not?

Mr. Granger, who had entered the room, breathed a sigh of relief.

He smiled wryly: "She comes to the clinic every day to talk to me. ”

After speaking, he looked left and right with some weakness, and whispered: "Don't tell my wife, she minds these things very much." ”

Watson immediately gave him an understanding look, patted Mr. Granger on the shoulder, and said with deep understanding: "No way, sometimes a man is too good and a trouble." ”

These words made the two sympathize with each other and immediately became good friends.

John glanced at the two old men, narcissistic huh?

"Dad, your teeth don't hurt anymore?"

Unable to stand the friendship between the two old men, John reminded his father.

Watson clutched his cheeks, it hurt, it hurt.

Mr. Granger treats Watson's teeth, and John walks aimlessly around the clinic.

Pick up a newspaper that reports on the Bears Country.

The big brother who was once the world's deserved, after experiencing a split, is now in turmoil.

John muttered to himself, "It seems that Grandpa is also involved in these things." ”

He remembered that his grandfather had some fame in the local area, probably from the government, who wanted to ask him to stabilize the local situation.

Shaking his head, John looked at the newspaper.

A fluffy brown head walked over, and when she saw John, she had a look of surprise on her face.

"John!"

John looked back and saw Hermione running over with a ridiculously thick book.

The book was placed on the table, making a dull sound on contact with the table.

"Why are you here, you should tell me."

Hermione was pleasantly surprised and couldn't help but complain, she had invited a few friends to her house.

However, it seems that the Muggle world is not attractive to wizards, and none of them have ever visited.

She was a little envious of the Weasleys' Burrow, and that was the real fun.

John pointed to his father, who was extracting his teeth, and said helplessly: "My dad has eaten too much chocolate, and now he has tooth decay, if you have a wizard card from Damo Alex Belby, it's best to give him one." ”

"Uh......" Hermione blinked, she sometimes wondered how Mr. Wick could have given birth to a child like John.

"Don't talk about that, do you want to preview the textbook for the next grade?"

Miss Jack-of-all-trades only puts down her studies when she is adventurous, and Hermione's eyes are shining, and she thinks that John must have a pre-study as well.

John wiped his cold sweat and coughed dryly twice and said, "Actually, some things don't need to be so, well, so anxious. ”

Although I have blessings, I can't afford to read for 18 hours a day.

The King of Gryffindor rolls, terrifying.

Hermione thought for a moment, and she said in frustration, "Also, you're so smart. ”

"No, no, no." John hurriedly waved his hand and explained, "Knowledge is interconnected, and when you understand the Levitation Charm, you will be able to understand the Flying Charm faster. ”

John said, and gave her a demonstration of taking out some of the dead lilies from the vase.

Inject magic into the lilies, the flowers bloom again and the petals come to life.

Handing the lily to Hermione, he chuckled, "Magic is the root, we have to understand it, and if you comprehend that, you will find that everything is simple." ”

Hermione took the lily, hesitated, and asked slyly, "The history of magic is also okay?" ”

“…… Probably not. ”

Little old girl, it's easy for you to die chatting like this.

John saw the corners of Hermione's snickering lips and knew that it was hermione's intention.

His back molars grinded up and down, and he was actually tricked by a little girl.

Watson Wick came out with his teeth extracted, and his relationship with Mr. Granger developed rapidly.

The intimate appearance of the two makes people can't help but suspect that these two old men have a second spring.

"John, I decided to stay in London for a few days, and Wendell invited me to play golf."

Watson was good enough to call Mr. Granger by name, which made John more and more suspicious that the two old men would not collide with any passion, would they?

The outside world has always said that they are a corrupt country, shouldn't they?

But it was better to stay in London, which saved John some effort.

He was on his way to Tumbledown Alley, which was more in line with his expectations.

...

Silver hand Johnny specialty store.

This store, which popped up last year, has quickly developed into a large store that has replaced Boginbock in just one year.

Montungus had always felt that he had been indebted, even more so than the Silver Hand, who had never appeared.

Under such a mentality, while he burst out of his spirit, he gradually regarded himself as the master.

"Shelby, you stinky guy, better get me out of there!"

The most dissatisfied with Mondongues was Donmi Shelby, who was the captain of the security guard who had parachuted in, and who didn't give Montungus any face on weekdays.

This made Mundungus very annoyed, and even moved to drive Tang Mi away.

Tang Mi glanced at Montungus coldly, this thief who couldn't see the light dared to yell at himself.

Stupid guy, Johnny the Silver Hand was able to develop all because of that Excellency's connections.

Otherwise, such a big cake will not be let go of the big shots and pure-blood families of the Ministry of Magic.

Unfortunately, Mundungus didn't seem to know this.

He screamed like a monkey in a suit.

At this time, a person walked in outside, and Mundungus was still angry, turning his head and glaring at the person viciously.

A silver mask comes into view, a gorgeous lace trimmed green robe, and a slender body is paired with a slim-fitting vest suit.

On the clothes, the gold bracelet is elegant and luxurious.

Montungus stared at the comers, it was not uncommon for these mysterious people to be seen in Tumbledown Alley, and he said angrily: "What do you want?" ”

"What's that?"

The expression beneath the silver mask was unrecognizable, but Mundungus could make out the understatement and disdain in his tone.

This made Montungus angry and shouted, "Get out of my store if you don't buy anything." ”

"Your shop? Mondongues, you seem to have forgotten whose place this is. ”

The voice was somewhat familiar, Mundungus recalled, his little eyes widening and he screamed; "You're Johnny Silverhand?"