The two swam for a while, played beach volleyball for a while, and then lay down on the deck chairs.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was shining. Lying under a parasol and sipping an ice-cold drink is a treat on earth.

As for the surrounding sights, they have been diverted by the magic of the house-elves.

Muggles seemed to have forgotten that there had been two mermaids on the beach, and went on with their business.

"Ahh Hallie took a large sip of cold lemonade and whispered comfortably,

"Sure enough, summer is all about enjoying the sun, the waves, and cold drinks."

"Indeed." Fleur took a hard sip of orange juice, then pinched the straw and stirred the ice cubes at the bottom of the cup.

"Oh, I really want a glass of tequila! Serve with ice, salt and lemon juice for a refreshing finish. ”

Hallie stretched, straightened the sunglasses on her face, and glanced at Fleur with bad intentions.

"Would you like to put some sunscreen on me, dear Fleur?"

"Come less," although she didn't know the sinister intentions of a certain ageless witch, Fleur still decisively refused,

"I don't want to move at all. Why didn't you wipe it for me? ”

"That's fine!" Hallie placed the lemonade on the small round table between the two, and then tapped lightly on the table,

"Kaka, fill me up with lemonade and send me half a fresh lemon, salt, and tequila on the rocks!"

Then, Harley took off her sunglasses, picked up the sunscreen bottle standing on the ground, and smiled evilly:

"Dear Miss Delacour, then. Although you don't want to help me apply sunscreen, I don't mind wiping it for you myself. ”

"Since she doesn't want to put sunscreen on you, am I honored to do that?" A crisp and familiar voice suddenly sounded.

At the same time, a pair of small hands covered Harley's eyes, and Harley felt the heat coming from her ears, "Dear Miss Potter, tell me, do I have this honor?" ”

The smile on Hallie's face froze instantly, but it smoothly disguised the past.

Her voice became surprised: "Hermione? You're so here! ”

"Of course I received your letter." Hermione let go of her hand and unceremoniously sat down on the edge of Hallie's chaise longue.

She still had her unkempt brown hair and had changed into a swimsuit, but it was one of the Muggle school suits.

This made Harley frown, and decided to teach Hermione how to dress up after school started.

"Dad had planned to take us to Biarritz, and when we received the letter yesterday, we were already on our way.

So I simply didn't reply, I wanted to surprise you. ”

Hermione glanced at Hallie's outfit without a trace, and then compared herself to herself, and was instantly struck.

"What about uncles and aunts?"

"What about parking, we rented a car and booked the hotel in advance."

Hermione replied casually, looking at the silver-haired girl on the other side, "Hallie, won't you introduce me to this?" ”

"Hello, my name is Fleur Delacour, a Beauxbatons 6th grader." Fleur lifted her sunglasses and smiled at Hermione.

Somehow, Hermione's heart was inexplicably a little more vigilant.

However, when the two had no reason to conflict, Hermione only regarded this as her own delusion.

"Hello, Miss Delacour, my name is Hermione Granger, a third-year Hogwarts student."

Hermione kept a smile on her face and greeted politely,

"I've heard Harley mention your name a long time ago. She said you were very skilled in potions. ”

"Thank you for the compliment," Fleur straightened up, leaned back slightly, and stretched,

"You can just call me Fleur, can I just call you Hermione?"

"Of course." Hermione was very polite, but when she saw a certain scene, she instantly became angry.

When I go back, I ask my mother what I should eat to make up for it! Hermione grinded her teeth, thinking indignantly.

The three of them chatted on the beach for a while, and then Hermione pulled Harley into the water for a swim.

Hermione was an athletic idiot who wasn't good at sports in elementary school.

After entering Hogwarts, flying lessons were the only ones she could barely get a good lesson.

So swimming is a sport that is too difficult for her.

Hallie had to teach hand-in-hand for more than half an hour, and there was no progress.

Although Hallie is indeed more than happy to teach Hermione.

But it's a pity for that glass of tequila!

In the evening, the Granger couple were going to invite Hallie and Flemban to taste the delicacies of Muggles, but were persuaded by Hermione to stay at Professor Slughorn's villa for dinner.

The Glengers were curious about everything in the villa.

"Oh my God, I didn't expect there to be a villa hidden here!" Mr. Granger lamented.

"Of course, Professor Slughorn is a well-known potions master, and even precious potions like the Elixir have been successfully brewed many times.

So he's very wealthy. ”

Harley explained, opening a bottle of wine that the house elf had just delivered,

"Mr. Granger, try the wine. This is the wine that the vineyards of Bordeaux offer.

And these wines have been magically processed, so they don't need to go through the process of decanting, and they are the most delicious when they are drunk directly in the mouth. ”

"Just call me William." Mr. Granger swallowed, glanced at his wife, who was whispering to Hermione, and quickly poured himself a glass.

"Good wine!" Mr. Granger exclaimed, "Miss Potter......"

"Just call me Hallie, Uncle William. Oh, and you can try the Flame Whisky and Ice Champagne.

In fact, these are edible flames and special ice cubes created by magic, and incorporated into fine wine.

However, it has a different flavor when you drink it in the stomach. Hallie said, pouring another glass for Mr. Granger and filling herself with flame whiskey.

"Hallie, you're only thirteen, can you drink?" Mr. Granger didn't drink it immediately, but asked worriedly.

"Don't worry about me," Harley replied with a smile, a fire burning in her hair,

"I'm one of those wizards who are born with a lot of special magic.

Because I'm special, alcohol doesn't do much for me. ”

"That's good." Mr. Granger nodded, still not resisting the temptation of the wine, and took a small sip.

The flame whiskey has a magical flame dancing on the surface, which looks like it is scorching, but the actual temperature is only 20 degrees.

And the flame itself is produced by a special magical plant, which is fused with magic and whiskey.

When you drink it in your mouth, the flame gently plucks the tip of your tongue and slowly flows down your throat to your stomach, where it continues to burn without harming your body.

It's a special feeling that anyone who drinks it once will never forget it.

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(Thanks to the nine-tailed Yanhu for the tip!) ）

"What Bad Thoughts Can Batman Have

Chen Tao never expected that he would cross over and forget it, and he would actually cross over to Batman himself.

It's no secret that Batman is incredibly intelligent, intelligent, and martial arts, but what does all this have to do with me, a traverser?

Oh! It's okay, I can inherit Batman's powers and memories......?!? Wait, why are they all parallel universe versions?

(End of chapter)