Finally, when there was no choice, Anne could only lower her head and apologize.

Otherwise she will face a mixed education from the Starks, including but not limited to stopping pocket money, prohibiting snacks, and prohibiting going to the playground...

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

William's room contains a large number of books, like a small library.

The last time Hermione's family came to visit their house, Hermione stayed in William's room at night.

When she walked to the door, she sniffed, turned her head to look at the two of them, and asked in confusion: "What does it smell?"

A strange smell appeared and came with the wind, giving people the feeling of Wood's 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 close it...

That was the potion made by William. It took almost a month to simmer. Not to mention other things, the medicinal materials alone are very expensive!

After leaving the time cycle, William couldn't use Snape's medicine cabin. He had to buy all of his potions by himself.

Of course, it doesn’t hurt to use other people’s things. He can spend money on his own and throw it into the trash can with no choice, but it’s different to use his own.

William rushed down, and the two little girls followed him. Anne was still applauding and pulled Hermione to go on an adventure.

William rushed into the basement, and the potion was overheated and produced a strange reaction, releasing a lot of heat, and the crucible was about to deform.

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

France only has good quality production of white satin, and other things are not qualified!

William pulled out his wand, frowned and stared at the cauldron, suddenly hugged the two girls behind him, and quickly retreated.

With a roar, the crucible exploded.

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

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

"Ahem."

The smoke dissipated. William walked into the house and squatted and saw a pile of green liquid in the broken crucible. He stretched out his fingers and picked it up a little, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and said with a sad face: "It's a waste of materials."

Hermione, whose face was covered in dust, didn't know if it was because of the explosion or William's magic just now, was scared. Her face turned pale and her arms couldn't help but tremble... But when she saw the boy squatting on the ground with dusty face and sighing, she couldn't help laughing.

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

Anne scribbled her face randomly, leaving a black beard, and she terrified: "The potion is here! The wizard is used to deal with girls like you!"

Hermione snorted in her nose, not even looking at any change in expression.

William stood up, knocked Anne's head, took out tissue from her pocket, first wiped the black beard from her face, and then gently dusted off Hermione's nose.

"Let's go, let's think about how to explain the matter here first." William walked out of the basement first.

Hermione, who had no time to avoid the tissue, seemed to have been fed with a big mouthful of fake wine, and her cheeks suddenly turned red, like the extremely gorgeous peach blossoms in the garden.

With a hurry, Roy and the others walked from the front hall of the villa and saw the three of them looking embarrassed, their faces changed.

Especially Roy and Leanna.

They knew that after William came back from summer vacation, he often tinkered with potions in the basement and never happened, but unexpectedly an accident happened this time.

Hermione's parents were confused. They agreed to go upstairs to read books, and they looked like this?

Is this going to Africa to mine?

William suddenly looked at the window and was stunned.

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

Roy picked up the envelope and several people gathered in front of the letter.

Mr. Stark:

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

You know that underage wizards are not allowed to use magic outside of school. If you do such behavior, you may be expelled from the school (the law that reasonably restricts underage wizards, 1875, paragraph 3).

Also remember that according to paragraph 13 of the Secretariat Act of the International Wizards Federation, any magical activity that may attract the attention of non-magic members (Muggles) is a serious violation of the law.

Happy summer vacation!

Marfalda Hopkirk

Ministry of Magic prohibits abuse of magic division

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

Just like I said, next time! Don’t be at home! Make potions!"

Although Leanna was talking to William, her eyes tilted to Roy. Who made him support him all the time?

Roy coughed his throat and said rebelliously: "That's right, I've told you a few times. Except for homework, you are not allowed to cook potions at home in the future."

William was speechless. Who asked him to help boil sobering agent every day?

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

Hermione's family was confused.

It seems...Roy's son... is fiddling with the bomb!

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

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

William looked black with a black question mark. How did Hermione figure that thing? He really regarded him as Tony Stark?

Roy and Leana didn't know how to explain it either.

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

The two of them had never heard from anyone that they were not allowed to tell others that William was studying at Hogwarts, but the wizard was undoubtedly a confidential business.

Maybe Hagrid forgot to give her instructions when she came to her house?

Roy thought about it and decided to tell his good friends that they wouldn't talk nonsense anyway.

After hearing this, Eris shook his head and reprimanded: "Roy isn't it that I'm talking about you, that Hogwarts Magic School, it's unreliable when you hear it. What else is Albus Dumbledore, the name doesn't sound serious!

If it were me, I would never send Hermione to any magic school. She would go to Oxford or Cambridge in the future... Of course, if I go to Brown University, I would also support it."

Hermione's mother Emily graduated from Brown University in the United States.

But before Eris finished speaking, another owl flew in.

Hey, it's Milia!

Milia hovered twice, threw down a letter, and turned to find Zhuogen.

William picked up the letter and saw a wax seal on it, a shield emblem, and a lion, an eagle, a badger and a snake were surrounded by a letter with capital "h".

It also says on the envelope:

London W1,

No.7, west side of Chaling Cross Street,

Miss Hermione Granger from the living room.

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

Hermione blinked her eyes, hesitated for more than ten seconds, and suddenly lay in Eris' arms, and said coquettishly: "Dad, I don't want to go to Oxford and Cambridge, I'm going to Hogwarts!"

Eris was stunned.

Sure enough, it should be a slap in the face as soon as possible.

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