All things are three at Hogwarts

After Harris's performance ended, in the Floating City Commercial Plaza, the clouds in the sky seemed to be overturned by the cheers on the ground. All the wizards could move freely on the floating city. The wizards walked around happily and enjoyed the peaceful atmosphere. A commercial street that is more eerie and scary than Japan, but more lively.

Various merchants also took the opportunity to offer various discounts, hoping to retain more customers and boost sales. And more wizards who have residences on the floating city hurried home, preparing to meet the little wizards who "trick or treat", and let their significant other take the children to ask for candy.

In addition to this event, there will also be an upcoming best-dressed selection event - there will be a voting booth at each residential block, and statistical judgment will be conducted at the end.

And Hermione was undoubtedly one of them. As soon as the patrol was over and she did not participate in the performance, she handed over the follow-up matters to some staff of the umbrella, and hurried home by herself, hoping to make her parents' first child Participate in as much Halloween as you can in the wizarding world.

Furthermore, Hermione herself enjoyed winning such competitions, and in fact the competition itself was her idea.

However, compared to their children, the Grangers at home were not as anxious as their daughter. They sat at home and watched the live broadcast of Magic TV patrolling the streets of the commercial plaza. Two undead knights stood on the left and right. He was acting as a guard at the gate, while Dobby was outside the courtyard looking at the drawings to inspect the house that would be decorated somewhat gloomily.

As Muggles and unable to use magic, they couldn't help much with the previous costumes. Hermione was more accustomed to and preferred to make the final decision on this kind of planning matters, so they didn't even need to think too much about the ideas. , just wait for Hermione and Dobby to finish things and assign some tasks to participate - in the afternoon when Hermione dressed up before, the couple had lost their initial fear of wizards, accompanied by the undead knight and bodyguards I took a leisurely stroll around the homes of my wizard neighbors.

At this time, the Grangers' living room was filled with the sweet smell of pumpkin. Lying at their feet was a dog that looked very similar to a Jack Russell hound. There was a red slave gem in the middle of its forehead and its ears were drooping. It is formed into two inverted triangles, with a shiny black nose, a long and rather prominent nose and mouth, black lips, and short black, tawny and white hair on its body. Its forked tail is constantly slapping the floor, trying to beg the hostess. Have some snacks to eat.

Suddenly, the somewhat languid dog stood up, pricked up its ears and listened for a while, then swung its forked tail, jumped out, and circled happily around Hermione who had just returned home.

"Emma! Don't grab my clothes!" Hermione grabbed the puppy by the neck, picked it up, held it in her arms and made love, "Mom, Aunt Josephine sent someone to help us. Do you have a permit? We didn't cut off Emma's tail, which is illegal..."

"Don't worry Hermione, Rupert has already sent the certificate. When he sent it, he said that our family doesn't have to worry too much about the certificate..." Mrs. Granger got up from the sofa and took out a book with the Ministry of Magic cover. He waved the badge certificate to Hermione, "Emma is not as aggressive towards us as advertised..."

"That's because I asked Alan to put a gem on it..." Hermione pursed her lips. She was a little ashamed of her behavior of enslaving other creatures, because she had always been opposed to this kind of behavior, but for the sake of He had to do this for the safety of his parents, "Anyway, parents, it's best for you to stay away from our new neighbors..."

"Hermione, don't worry. Your dad and I told you that we saw our new neighbor playing with this kind of dog and thought it was fun, so he took the initiative to ask. Mr. Grindelwald warned us that this kind of dog has no magic power. He was not very friendly, and he even thoughtfully suggested some breeds suitable for us to raise." Mrs. Granger pursed her lips in disapproval, "Hermione, your father and I understand that we know some of his rumors, but we I taught you that we should also have our own judgment and not blindly evaluate others..."

"Hermione, I think Gettler...maybe was some sort of Dark Lord before..." Mr. Granger looked at his daughter, "But at least not now. This is not about whether he was polite or friendly to me or your mother. Question... Don't Mr. Dumbledore and Allen also trust him? Otherwise, they wouldn't invite him to be the vice president of the university, right?" Mr. Granger asked, "And Gettler only made sure that Allen sent this gem. Instead of suggesting that we raise a puppy, he took the initiative to give us a little one... Maybe we should give these people who have done wrong things in the past a chance to change their ways? Otherwise, it will probably force him back to the dark side, right? ?"

Looking at her parents' tone and demeanor, Hermione couldn't defend herself. She felt that her parents had undoubtedly been bewitched by the charm of their new neighbor Grindelwald. Of course, with Allen and Dumbledore here, and considering the other's age, she also understood that the other party would not be able to cause any trouble, and she probably had no other thoughts about her parents' attitude besides her own identity...

I didn't have much contact with Hermione, so I didn't think anything of it, but living in the same block with him, we could see each other's houses, and knowing that the other party had a litter of swallow-tailed dogs to raise, led to his parents also raising one. This incident made Hermione a little unhappy. She felt that Grindelwald did not seem to have any change in his attitude towards Muggles deep down in his heart - because the swallow-tailed dog is a three-star dangerous magical animal native to southeast England. It's an amazing scavenger, eating everything it encounters, from goblins to old tires. And it is undoubtedly a creature cultivated by wizards, because it is extremely loyal to wizards, but it has a very cruel attitude towards Muggles who do not have magic in them.

Any wizard who wants to apply to keep a swallow-tailed dog must first complete a simple test at the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures to prove that he has the ability to control a swallow-tailed dog in a Muggle-inhabited area, and then he can receive a license from the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. . The owner of a swallow-tailed dog is legally obliged to use a painless cutting spell to remove its peculiar tail when the swallow-tailed dog reaches six to eight weeks old, so that the swallow-tailed dog will not attract the attention of Muggles - only in this way Licensed by the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures.

Understanding that her daughter was worried about herself, Mrs. Granger put the certificate away and poured Hermione a glass of pumpkin juice with her own hands: "Hermione, you should focus on today's house competition and Crookshanks and Cotton's As for the weight loss plan... after all, it’s not like Emma can’t gain weight no matter how much she eats... Can you explain to us the arrangements again? "

"Okay mom! After the children come in, and dad waits for the children to come in, you pour out this bucket of black mist behind the door, and I will arrange an illusion for you so that they can't notice you; when the mist dissipates, mother Just put a cage of pygmies out. I rented it from the female owner of the Magical Zoo... The branch in Hogwarts is much better than hers in Diagon Alley... Oh, anyway, they are rolling around under the cover of thick fog. It is easy to rub against those children, and this furry feeling will be very scary at this time... Dobby? Dobby, come here..." Hermione waved to the outside of the hospital, Dobby teleported to the owner, "Dobby Than, when the children are frightened by the pygmy cattails, you need to sneak the candies into their baskets before they run away... Can you imagine their expressions when they find out that they have some extra candies in their baskets?"

"Oh, Master Hermione is such a genius! This is terrible! Dobby will complete the task!" Dobby also dressed up today. Hermione, who was particularly tolerant of house elves, did not even give him any advice on his dress and allowed him to dress up. Design your own clothes - maybe his new socks today won't scare the wizards, but the new clothes all over his body will definitely scare the other house elves.

"Speaking of sweets, Molly is much kinder than me. She took the time to make some toffee finger cakes for the children, and gave a lot to us and the neighbors in the afternoon..." Mrs. Granger looked a little uncomfortable. , "Neither your father nor I know how to make candies. I wonder if the children of wizards will like these teeth-building candies that your father used to reward obedient children when they came to the doctor when he was still a dentist..."

"Don't worry Mum, Dad, these candies must be novel enough for the wizards...and didn't I add some wizard's Fluffy Tooth Mints in them? They are just enough to clean the children's teeth today." Hermione looked away. Thinking too much about Dobby's dress, she took a big sip of pumpkin juice, took out a napkin and pressed it gently on her mouth, then folded it up and threw it into the trash can. Then she felt that the current situation seemed to be okay. Something is missing.

"Hermione, don't be too anxious. We have rehearsed several times." Mr. Granger patted Hermione on the shoulder, hesitated and then advised, "But... I don't know the level of wizards, but you will I won’t take it too seriously, after all, I’m just dealing with some kids who want sweets…”

"It doesn't matter, Dad, there are some adult parents who will follow the children into the yard. We can focus more on them! They will vote for us." Hermione didn't want to admit defeat in the competition. She faced the door. The undead knight shouted, "Bjorn, Ivar...I will help you arrange an illusion later to disguise you as armor, and then when they are scared and run away..."

Hermione turned to the undead knight guards again, "You guys pretend to be armored warriors and put on armor at home. When they wake up from the illusion, give them a few seconds to react, then come alive and rush towards them and pull them out of the house. Scared away..."

Hermione tapped her fingers on her arm, wondering if there were any holes.

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