Chapter 4

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

Otherwise, she will face mixed education from the Starks, 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 she said she was going to read a book with the corners of her mouth raised.

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

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

When she reached the door, she sniffed, turned to look at the two of them, and wondered, "What's the smell?"

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

William's face 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 is the potion that William brewed. It has been boiled for almost a month. If nothing else, 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 directly 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, and the potion was overheated to produce a strange reaction, releasing a lot of heat, and the cauldron was almost deformed.

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

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

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

With a roar, the cauldron burst.

Half the house heard the sound of piercing the eardrums, and a thick cloud of 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."

After the smoke cleared, William walked into the room, crouched down and saw a pool of green liquid in the broken cauldron. He stretched out two fingers to pick it up a little, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and said with a sullen 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?"

Annie smeared her face, leaving a black beard, and she threatened: "Potion! Wizards use it against 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, wiped the black beard on her face first, and then lightly brushed the dust off Hermione's nose.

"Let's go, let's think about how to explain things here." William took the lead out of the basement.

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

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 tinkered 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,

Bewildered.

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 got 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 risk being 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 come to the attention of non-members of the wizarding community (Muggles) is a serious offence.

Happy summer!

Mafalda Hopekirk

Ministry of Magic Prohibits Misuse of Magic Division

Lyanna grabbed the letter, shook it, raised her chin, and threatened, "Okay, William, you've 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 suddenly speechless, who asked him to help make the hangover every day?

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

The Hermione family 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 had 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 either.

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

The two of them had never heard from anyone that they were not allowed to tell anyone that William was at Hogwarts, but wizards were undoubtedly a secret business.

Maybe Hagrid forgot to tell me when he came to the house?

Roy thought about it, 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 magic school, 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 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".

Also on the envelope was written:

London W1,

7 West Side Charing Cross,

Miss Hermione Granger in the parlor.

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

Hermione blinked, hesitated for more than ten seconds, and suddenly lay in Iris' arms, coquettishly said: "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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