Vol 2 Chapter 487: Pipimin, let's go

In fact, before receiving Harry's letter, Fanlin had already taken Hermione home.
The Quidditch World Cup is something that has been discussed for a long time, and Hermione's parents are naturally aware of and support it, but this is still a very exciting thing for Fanlin.
Of course, this requires Mr. Al.
If Fanlin traveled from London to a nearby town, it wouldn't be a problem. However, this is in the Muggle world after all, and Fanlin always uses Muggle methods to solve it.
If Dobby were allowed to go, she would naturally be able to bring Hermione back safely, but this kind of behavior didn't seem very good.
Fanlin couldn't understand how the Grangers sent Hermione to the Burrow in a world without him.
Stump the Floo network to let Mr. Weasley connect to Hermione's house?
This should be impossible, the Grangers are completely Muggles, the Ministry of Magic would not agree to do this, but violators like Fanlin...
If you have people like Dumbledore and the vice president of the Chinese Magic Association as a guarantor, naturally no problems will arise.
Fanlin was sitting in the back seat at ease, next to him... well, this is Dobby.
"Hey, Dobby, you should know that you can't let these Muggles see you." Fan Lin said absently.
In fact, Dobby's presence has greatly eased his tension.
But Dobby is not a completely obedient elf. Have you ever seen any house elf who has a salary? Although it is only a few Jin Jialong, this is already an innovation.
Dobby has money at his disposal, his own clothes, his own... Well, the residence Fanlin prepared for him is actually just a renovated room in the attic, but this also makes Dobby very satisfied. .
This is Dobby’s first time to ride a Muggle vehicle, and everything is brand new to Dobby.
Once in Malfoy's house, Malfoy's carriage was always the position where he stood in front of the car, like this sitting in the back seat, and probably only stepped on it when it was cleared... Yes, step on it.
"Don't worry, Master Fanlin," Dobby stopped, his face turned back from the window, and pointed his nose at Fanlin.
"These Muggles can't see me. Of course, except for your father, Dobby can choose who can see and who can't."
Dobby said confidently, as if he hadn't constrained at all.
"Let Dobby play by himself." Mr. Al said, through the rearview mirror, Mr. Al looked at Fanlin somewhat amused.
"Okay...okay..." Fanlin nodded, and cast his gaze out of the window, "I'm just afraid of... trouble."
"It's not troublesome at all, Fanlin." Mr. Al said.
The car drove slowly into the town where Hermione's house was, and Fan Lin couldn't help but beat a little bit hard.
He had told Hermione before he came, and he drove with Mr. Al to pick Hermione.
It doesn't seem to be a good idea to have Mr. Granger send it over, at least, Mr. Al thinks so.
After all, this is his first visit.
Soon, according to the address provided by Hermione, Mr. Al successfully found the house in Fanlin's memory.
It turned out that Hermione used to live here, a year before Voldemort's decisive battle, Hermione left here and erased the Grangers' memories of Hermione with nothing.
It's cruel to think about it, but now is not the time to discuss these issues.
The car stopped slowly in front of Hermione's house.
With the sound of the whistle, Hermione walked out of the door first.
Seeing the girl's bright smile, Fanlin couldn't help but split his mouth, but the Grangers who followed him stopped Fanlin's smile abruptly.
This is Hermione's home, and naturally Hengma's parents are here.
"Let's go down," said Mr. Al, "it is very rude to make people wait too long."
Fanlin nodded mechanically.
He was a little nervous, to be precise, he had never been so nervous.
Although the last time I went back to London, Mr. Granger sent Hermione over, but this time is different. This is to visit and take away their daughter...
In an instant, Fanlin's head was filled with all kinds of things dug out of memory.
Come to visit or something, and take away their daughter, Mr. Granger...
What's all this mess?
Fanlin shook his head so quickly, he was only going to the fourth grade...well...the fourth grade.
Fanlin took a few deep breaths, and after telling Dobby not to let the Muggles from the two families find out, Fanlin opened the car door and walked down.
In fact, the Grangers are quite easy-going, and they are also very supportive of Hermione's life. Otherwise, the Grangers would not agree so readily to Hermione to go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Apparently, the Grangers still agreed with the wizard.
Fanlin thought about it randomly, and when he looked up, Hermione's bright smile appeared in front of him.
Fanlin smiled, like a fool.
Not seen for a long time, Hermione wanted to come over and give Fanlin a hug. She just wanted to move, but then, Hermione realized that it was at her door.
Mr. Al and his parents are still watching.
Hermione blushed.
The word reserved is naturally very important. What's worse, if two people are reserved, they can only laugh awkwardly.
Stupidly stupid.
Fanlin felt that he was so stupid as to smoke now, if this was seen by Sirius...
Fanlin couldn't imagine what kind of picture it was like.
Sirius would laugh at him.
"Hello, Mr. Granger, Mrs. Granger, it's nice to meet you." Fanlin said hesitantly.
In order to say this, Fanlin had to use Occlumency.
Okay... Magic is still very convenient, at least when you meet the girl's parent.
"It's nice to meet you, Fanlin." Mrs. Granger said gently, and she naturally saw the movements of the two children in full view.
It seems like a wizard is no exception. It is no different from a normal child, at least other children of the same age will not be so nervous.
"Sorry, it looks like Fanlin is a little nervous." Mr. Al said mildly. In fact, he was very close to Hermione's family. "Hello, Miss Granger."
"You can just call me Hermione." Hermione was a little embarrassed. She just forgot to be reserved. She even forgot to say hello, which was very rude.
Seeing the embarrassment of the two small things, Mrs. Granger took the topic very well.
You can’t just stand here, at least you have to invite others into the house, right?
When Fanlin and his son sat on Granger's sofa, the topic naturally opened up.
Dobby's appearance seemed a surprise.
The ugly appearance and slightly detached character made the Grangers very surprised. They studied the... teeth of a magical creature...
This was a rare opportunity. For Muggles, Hermione never used magic in front of them at home.
For Hermione, abide by the rules... uh... there seems to be no rules to follow, but it is better not to have too many accidents in Muggle life.
The two people sat on the sofa in a little embarrassment. Mr. Al and Mr. Granger face each other. There are always various topics between the adults. Or, the two Muggles’ fantasy about the house elves of magic creatures, of course. , This is just idle talk.
For them, magic is too far away, even if their children are wizards.
Mrs. Granger naturally leaned against Mr. Granger's side. The sofa was not that big, and Hermione and Fanlin naturally sat next to each other.
This is just a daily favorite, like in the Gryffindor public lounge, or at the dining table in the Hogwarts Auditorium.
Two people naturally sit side by side, but at the same time they are sitting down, both of them realize that there are some problems.
In short, there is no one in the seat opposite the coffee table. Mr. Al and Fanlin were sitting on the couch.
Fortunately, the Grangers and Mr. Al didn’t say much, they looked like...a family?
God knows where a company boss and two dentists come from. There are so many things to say, and the atmosphere is very warm.
Just come over and take Hermione away?
take away?
No one seems to mention this matter.
It was almost noon. Naturally, the Hermione family had prepared a good lunch. How about the steak?
Anyway, Fanlin didn't have the mind to think about it, and so did Hermione. It seemed that they were the only ones embarrassed.
Honey juice embarrassing...
"Hermione, you can take Fanlin to your room to have a look, everything is sorted out, you know, you will go in the afternoon..."
"I'm all sorted out, Mom." Hermione's voice is not as bright as it used to be. Her voice is a bit small, but it is always good to be able to leave here.
After a short goodbye to the three adults and promised to come down when they heard the call, the two children ran upstairs as if they fled.
Such a thing is too difficult.
In fact, Granger's house is not big, just like Harry's house, although Fanlin has not visited it personally.
Hermione paused, and she stood in front of a brown wooden door, letting out a sigh of relief.
Soon, Hermione's expression returned to her former state, but when Hermione turned to look at Fanlin, her face still blushed.
"What did you do in Athens, Sirius was injured, so are you, how about it, now..."
"It's okay." Fanlin said, "It just solved some problems, you know, alchemy, Nicolás found me a very good teacher, as for the injuries..."
Fanlin paused briefly, at least it was not the time to pull Hermione into these things.
The less she knows, the safer Hermione will be.
"Dumbledore found a magical ruin. Where did we decipher some spells and then release some terrible things, but with Dumbledore, you should know that there is no problem, after all, it is just some ancient things. "Fanlin said.
The words of the of death are indeed quite old.
"How about you..."
"It's okay Hermione, look at me..." Fanlin said as he opened his arms, "I'm fine, isn't it."
Hermione nodded.
"I think we should go in." Fanlin said, he pointed downstairs, and the voice in the living room came over. Even though it was a little weak, it was still very clear to the two nervous people.
In fact, Fanlin just wanted to hug Hermione... but he was shamelessly scared.
"Yeah." Hermione nodded, turned and opened the door.
In fact, Hermione's room didn't have the exaggerated decoration of imagined girls.
This is the first time Fanlin has entered a girl's room, and it is inevitable that he is a little curious, although Fanlin tries hard to control himself not to look around, but...
Things like eyes...
The room is very tidy, with brown wooden floors, desks, and everything, as if back to my room.
However, his room was always cleaned by Dobby.
The only thing that showed a girlish breath was nothing more than a few dolls placed on the big bed on the left.
On the side wall near the door, there is also a black wooden bookshelf on which hundreds of books are placed.
Of course, most of them are magic books, which is in line with Hermione's positioning, and spare publications only account for a small part.
"It's a bit messy, isn't it?" Hermione asked nervously. She hadn't sorted it out yet. Although there was already a big box, she still wanted to bring some books.
"I'll get some snacks."
Fanlin nodded, sitting on the stool, looking a little restrained.
It wasn't until Hermione left the door that Fanlin relaxed, and he pulled out a book on the table.
"Detailed Explanation of Animagus Transfiguration"
Fanlin also saw that Hermione had some annotations on it.
Maybe I can help a bunch of Hermione, my own transformation technique is still very good.
However, Fanlin's attention was quickly attracted by Hermione's half-opened wardrobe.
It's all Hermione clothes, Muggle styles.
Of course, there are still some indescribable...cough cough...
The footsteps of the stairs approached, Fan Lin quickly moved his attention back, and in a panic, he casually placed the magic book on the table.
Hermione came in and put a plate of sugar-free snacks and two glasses of juice here.
"Have you read this book?" Hermione said, and she pointed to "Animagus Transfiguration Explained" which had obviously moved.
"Ah, just take a look." Fanlin said, he buried his face in the juice, which he liked very much.
"It's really too difficult." Hermione said with some annoyance, "I have been studying for the whole holiday, but I can't change my body into a perfect form anyway, especially those deep deformations. Curse, am I not talented? Professor McGonagall said Animagus is very particular about talent."
"It's okay." Fanlin said, "You can ask Professor McGonagall for help. What's more, I can also help you. You know, the body of a wizard can be deconstructed by magic. Maybe you can try to deconstruct the magic first. In this way, the ability to control the body will be greatly enhanced."
As Fanlin spoke, the unnatural thoughts in his mind were quickly forgotten.
"You can try it." Hermione nodded as she told the books to put them away.
"These are all brought to school," Hermione said, pointing to the neatly arranged books on the table.
This is really Hermione's style.
"No problem, now I have more space, I can't use Dobby at all." Fanlin said, his palm flashed with blue light, and through magical intake, all Hermione's books were received in the space.
"What's this?" Hermione asked, she was surprised by Fanlin's method, knowing that the original storage method was just a pocket for the traceless extension curse, and it was obviously updated now.
"Nicole May's meeting ceremony, a space saving prop." Fanlin took the wand from his neck, and then the wand transformed into the size of a wand in the palm of his hand.
With his current body, holding a staff as high as a person is still too strange.
"Your new wand?" Hermione said, "No, it's a wand...but..."
"Some alchemy methods, the staff is really too ostentatious." Fanlin said with a grin, he was happy to share all good things with Hermione.
"There is another Philosopher's Stone, my goodness." Hermione said, "Nicole May is really generous."
"Uh..." Fanlin scratched his head awkwardly. He didn't know how to answer Hermione.
Could it be that this is the legacy that Nicoléma left to him?
"There is one more thing," Fanlin said, and he took out a box from the staff.
"This is...this is for you...an alchemy product." Fanlin said.
"Nicole May?" Hermione said, and she took the box that Fanlin handed over.
"I did it." Fanlin said, his face flushed.
"Actually, it's still the materials from Nicolae May. I wanted to give it to you the last time I came back, but... I haven't finished it yet." Fanlin said.
I can't tell Hermione because Harry is here and I'm not embarrassed to send it, right?
"You did it?" Hermione blushed, obviously this is a very special thing for girls, which is different from the previous festivals.
"Actually, this is..." Fanlin hadn't finished speaking yet, but Hermione opened it first.
A bright blue crystal pendant appeared before Hermione's eyes.
"This is... This is the first alchemy product I made by myself..." Fanlin said, "Although it's not that good,... it's very helpful to your spirit, and it has certain The protective ability is equivalent to the brain..."
"I like it very much," Hermione said. "You did a beautiful job."
"Thanks...thank you." Fanlin replied indiscriminately, and he took it out with a twitch of his head, making him a little afraid to look at Hermione now.
"I'll cherish it," Hermione said. "Can you put it on for me?"
Fanlin's hands were shaking, and he was nervous.
She put her hands through Hermione's hair as if she was holding her from behind to her arms.
"Very beautiful." Hermione said, the bright blue crystal pendant hung on her chest, and she did not dare to look at Fanlin.
Although the breath of the pendant was cold, Hermione knew that her face was absolutely hot.
"I...we..."
"I still have things to finish. You sit down first." Hermione said. She pushed Van Lin away, and then turned around. She had to take a breath, which was too nervous.
In fact, after Hermione turned around, her eyes fell on the open cabinet involuntarily.
The double-door cabinet was half open near the window, and she was still packing her clothes just now.
In fact, she hadn't completely cleaned it up yet, but Fanlin arrived a bit faster than she thought.
Now, there is a very serious question.
What Fanlin could see through the closet door, naturally Hermione could also see.
Beige and pink...
????
Well, this is really embarrassing enough.
Hermione couldn't imagine what Van Lin saw.
Regardless of her shyness, she walked over in a quick walk, and the cabinet door made a bang.
This shocked Fanlin.
Immediately afterwards, he realized that what he found could naturally be seen by Hermione.
Fanlin quickly put his face to the bookshelf.
"You just read a book." Hermione's business was shaking. She asked carefully, seeming to be sure, but...
"Ah... yes... yes." Fanlin tried hard to calm himself down, but this kind of thing...
"I was reading that book, you know, my Animagus had some accident, he changed..."
I have to say that Fanlin's ability to transfer topics really has a big problem, at least, it is like this now.
Hermione immediately realized...
Although Hermione didn't want to be smart, she was naturally sensitive.
"Then, that's fine." Hermione said, like self-hypnosis. "Perhaps you can watch it a little longer. I'll just... sort it out a bit."
Fanlin nodded quickly, in fact, if he didn't nod, he didn't know any good way.
...
Between two people who are embarrassed with each other, natural topics become less.
Fortunately, this is not far from noon.
Soon, Mrs. Granger called the two downstairs to eat.
Before that, Hermione stuffed some of the last clothes into her suitcase~EbookFREE.me~ This was preparation work, and Fanlin took over all the rest, such a heavy suitcase.
In fact, leaving Hermione’s room was not much better.
At the dinner table, the atmosphere was a little awkward, and Mrs. Granger looked at Hermione and Van Lin with a strange look.
Hermione never wears jewelry. Naturally, this couldn't escape the eyes of Mrs. Granger at all.
Inexplicably, Fanlin's pressure was a bit heavy.
After the embarrassing dinner, Mr. Al returned to London with two children with ghosts in their hearts. The next day they would go to Ron's house through the Floo network.
The journey in flames is really amazing.
The Sirius guy didn't know where he went, saying that it was the work of the Ministry of Magic. This was really unreliable, and it made Fanlin and the others get up early.
The little wizard does not allow apparitions, let alone to visit the Quidditch World Cup, where there are many members of the Ministry of Magic.