In the end, when she had to, Annie could only bow her head and apologize.

Otherwise, she will face mixed education from the Stark couple, including but not limited to stopping pocket money, banning snacks, and banning going to the playground...

Satisfied, Hermione raised her pointed chin and stretched her white neck like a swan. She clapped her hands, her face was cold, but the corners of her mouth were raised and she said she was going to read.

William's room has a large collection of books, like a small library.

The last time the Hermione family visited their house, Hermione stayed in William's room at night.

When she walked to the door, she sniffed, turned to look at the two of them, and asked in doubt, "What's the smell?"

A strange smell, looming, came with the wind, giving people the feeling of smelly Wood shoes.

William's expression changed, and he suddenly remembered that the cauldron was still on fire. He was in a hurry before leaving and forgot to turn it off...

That's the potion that William brewed. It took almost a month to boil it. Not to mention other things, the medicinal materials are very expensive!

Leaving the time loop, William couldn't use Snape's medicine hut. He brewed potions and had to buy them all by himself.

Of course, he doesn't feel bad about using other people's things. He can be reckless and profligate. If he disagrees, he will just dump it in the trash can, but using his own is different.

William rushed down, the two little girls followed behind him, and Annie clapped and pulled Hermione to explore.

William rushed into the basement, the potion was overheated and had a strange reaction, releasing a lot of heat, and the cauldron was burning to the point of being deformed.

"French products are indeed fake and shoddy products." William said angrily.

In France, only white satin is of good quality, other things are not up to standard!

William took out his wand, stared at the cauldron with a frown, suddenly hugged the two girls behind him, and quickly stepped back.

With a roar, the crucible burst.

Half of the house heard the sound of piercing eardrums, and a strong blue smoke rose from the basement.

The three people who exited the basement were all very embarrassed. Fortunately, William was at the front and used magic in time to protect the two girls.

"Cough cough."

The smoke cleared, William walked into the house, crouched down and saw a pool of green liquid in the broken cauldron. He stretched out **** to pick a little bit, put it on the tip of his nose, sniffed, and said with a grimacing face, "It's a waste of material."

Hermione, whose face was covered in dust, didn't know if it was because of the explosion, or was frightened by William's magic just now. Her face was pale and her arms were shaking uncontrollably... But seeing the boy squatting on the ground with a dusty face and sighing, she suddenly held back. He couldn't stop laughing.

She twitched for a moment, crouched down beside William, and couldn't help asking, "Hey, who is that! What is this?"

Anne smeared her face indiscriminately, leaving behind a black beard. She threatened, "Potion! Wizards are used to deal with girls like you!"

Hermione snorted, not even a single change in expression.

William stood up, tapped Annie on the head, took out a tissue from his pocket, first wiped the black beard on her face, and then lightly brushed the dust off Hermione's nose.

"Let's go, let's figure out how to explain what's going on here." William walked out of the basement first.

Hermione, who didn't have time to avoid the tissue, seemed to have been poured out a big mouthful of fake wine, her cheeks flushed immediately, like a gorgeous garden full of peach blossoms.

Walking in a hurry, Roy and the others came from the front hall of the villa, and their expressions changed when they saw the embarrassed appearance of the three.

Especially Roy and Lyanna.

They knew that after William came back from the summer vacation, he often fiddled with potions in the basement and never had an accident, but they didn't expect an accident this time.

Hermione's parents were dumbfounded. They agreed to go upstairs to read, so they looked like this?

Is this a trip to Africa to mine?

William suddenly looked at the window, dazed.

An owl cut through the night sky, flew straight in, and dropped a letter.

Roy picked up the envelope, and several people gathered around the letter.

Mr. Stark:

We received a report that at 7:15 tonight, you used an 'armor protection' spell on your residence.

You know that underage wizards are not allowed to use magic outside of school, and you may be expelled from the school if you do this again (Act on Reasonable Restraint of Underage Wizards, 1875, Section 3).

Also keep in mind that under Section 13 of the International Confederation of Wizards Statute of Secrecy, any magical activity that may attract the attention of non-Wizards (Muggles) is a serious offense.

Happy summer!

Mafalda Hopekirk

Ministry of Magic Prohibits Misuse of Magic

Lyanna grabbed the letter, shook it, raised her chin, and threatened, "Okay, William, you have been warned by the Ministry of Magic.

Like I said, next time! Not at home! Boil the potion! "

Although Lyanna was talking to William, her eyes slanted to Roy, who kept him behind her back.

Roy coughed and rebelliously said, "That's right, I told you several times, except for homework, you are not allowed to make potions at home in the future."

William was speechless for a moment. Who asked him to help make the sobering agent every day?

The basement was cleaned at will, and everyone returned to the living room.

The Hermiones were all dumbfounded.

It seems... Roy's son... is working on a bomb!

Hermione corrected in a low voice, "Mom, it's not a bomb, it's a fusion reactor!"

The little girl's spirit of popular science was burning, and she began to memorize what she read in the encyclopedia word for word. She insisted that William was tinkering with nuclear fusion.

William had a black question mark on his face, how did Hermione figure out that thing? Do you really think he's Tyler Wilson?

Roy and Lyanna didn't know how to explain.

The most important thing is, can you tell others that your son is a wizard?

The two of them had never heard of anyone mentioning that they were not allowed to tell anyone that William was at Hogwarts, but wizards were undoubtedly a secret business~lightnovelpub.net~ Maybe Hagrid forgot to tell him when he came to the house. ?

Roy thought for a while, and decided to tell his good friends' family, they wouldn't talk nonsense anyway.

After listening to this, Aerys shook his head and rebuked: "I'm not telling you, Roy, that Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is unreliable when you hear it, and what is Albus Dumbledore? It doesn't look good!

If it were me, I would definitely not send Hermione to any magical college, she will go to Oxford or Cambridge in the future... Of course, if she goes to Brown University, I also support it."

Hermione's mother, Emily, graduated from Brown University.

But before Aerys finished speaking, another owl flew in.

Hey, it's actually Miria!

Miria circled twice, dropped a letter, and turned to find Drogon.

William picked up the letter and saw a wax seal, a coat of arms, a lion, an eagle, a badger and a snake around the capital "h".

On the envelope was also written:

London W1,

7 West Side of Charing Cross,

Miss Hermione Granger in the parlor.

"Wow, it's an admission letter from Hogwarts School!" Lyanna looked at Hermione who was blindfolded, and covered her mouth in surprise.

Hermione blinked, hesitated for more than ten seconds, and suddenly fell into Aerys' arms and said coquettishly, "Dad, I don't want to go to Oxford and Cambridge, I'm going to Hogwarts!"

Aerys was stunned.

Sure enough, it's too early to slap the face.

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(Ask for a recommendation ticket.

Thanks to "Li Hanqi" and "20180401162704650", the two rewarded ψ('?')ψ)

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