The man behind Hogwarts

Watching Ms. Laura cut off a piece of beef and put it into her mouth, William couldn't help but think of the scene he saw last night...

The moonlight passes through the window and merges with the lights in the room...

Flowers on the windowsill, pink curtains inside the windows...

as well as……

The graceful figure twists and turns like a dancing snake.

William's eyes narrowed slightly, he lowered his raised buttocks, sat down heavily on the leather cushion, and punched Crohn next to him.

"In the rear left corner, that's the incense master you want to visit."

Crohn immediately looked back and said in surprise: "So young?!"

Ms. Laura does indeed look extremely young and does not look like a perfume master at all, let alone a maker of such a famous love potion perfume.

He glanced very politely and then looked away.

"No wonder." He curled up the corner of his mouth and said, "No wonder William, your evaluation of her is so strange. It's really eye-catching."

Even as a married person, Krohn was surprised by her unique charm.

As I was thinking about it, I unconsciously recalled William's comment last night, "very unique, very coquettish, and very sexy."

Not a word of this evaluation is wasted.

William said in a clear voice: "Don't you think there's something abnormal about her?"

"What's abnormal?" After hearing this, Crohn immediately thought about it carefully. Apart from having a unique charm, there seemed to be nothing different about it.

William suppressed his thoughts and said with a smile: "It's okay. Didn't you say yesterday that you were interested in love potion and perfume? Let's visit her home later."

Although the person is in the restaurant, it seems presumptuous to disturb others while they are eating.

Crohn nodded and said yes.

After dinner, he took Fulan and the three of them to the hotel to book a few rooms, and then William took Crohn to Ms. Laura's house.

Knocking lightly on the door, a gentle voice came from inside: "Wait a moment, I'll be here soon."

Ms. Laura opened the door and looked at the two people outside the door suspiciously.

A young boy and a serious middle-aged man; the boy was holding a gift bag in his hand.

"You are?"

William smiled warmly and said: "Hello Ms. Laura, we are tourists here for fun. We heard that you are very knowledgeable in making incense, so we came here to visit you."

Laura looked at the two of them, and they looked at her.

Only her upper body could be seen in the restaurant, but now I realized that she was actually quite tall.

Wearing casual flat shoes, he is a little taller than William, estimated to be 1.7 meters. This height is undoubtedly outstanding among women.

In addition, she was wearing a slim-fitting white dress at the moment, with lace decorations on the neckline and cuffs, and the tightened skirt waist highlighted her delicate figure...but these were not as eye-catching as the huge gem hanging around her neck. .

Ms. Laura said politely: "I haven't made perfume for a long time."

"What a pity." William said, "We bought a counterfeit Love Potion perfume yesterday. I wonder if we have a chance to discuss perfume knowledge with you."

Seeing that William refused to leave, Ms. Laura opened the door and invited the two of them to enter.

Entering the room, you immediately smell an elegant aroma.

It is richer than flowers, more elegant than perfume, just like the scent in the air, only comfortable and not disgusting.

I'm afraid even patients allergic to perfume won't find it a problem.

"What a delicious aroma." William closed his eyes and said lightly: "Smelling this smell makes me feel like I'm in a garden filled with birds singing and flowers fragrant."

Crohn nodded and said, "It's indeed very charming. It's several times better than the counterfeit perfume I bought before."

"You're flattered." Laura smiled lightly, as if she was used to hearing praises and had no special impressions of what the two said.

William quietly winked at Crohn.

Crohn received the information, sorted out his thoughts, and immediately started talking.

When it comes to his knowledge of perfume, although he is not an expert, he is still a user all year round and is much better than William.

Faced with his provocation, Ms. Laura responded calmly.

She was sitting on the single sofa with one foot raised in a graceful manner.

He picked up a small iron box from the table, took out a cigarette and asked, "Do you need it?"

Does she still smoke?

William and both shook their heads, rejecting this kind offer.

She asked again: "This stuff can relieve anxiety... Do you mind if I smoke one?"

"Of course I don't mind, casual, casual!"

pat.

Light the cigarette, hold it in your wet lips, and take a puff.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and exhaled a cloud of smoke.

Crohn continued to rack his brains for topics to give William time.

After William sat down, he casually looked around the environment like Mr. Curious.

The entire house is made of wooden structure, so it looks retro and warm. On the interior wall is a bookshelf filled with books. In the middle is a living room for three people, with several sofas and a low table with a bottle of red wine on the table.

There are many decorative paintings hanging on the surrounding walls.

An artistic girl, full of emotions.

He secretly analyzed Ms. Laura's character, but when he saw the contents of a decorative painting, his eyes couldn't help but pause.

"This is……"

"Sure enough, I knew she was no ordinary person. I must have caught her."

On the other side, Laura finished smoking a cigarette, pressed the cigarette in the ashtray, watched the smoke puffing, sighed on her charming face, and said:

"If you want to buy perfume, I can only say I'm very sorry. I haven't made one for a long time."

There was already some impatience in the words.

Just as Crohn was about to speak, William smiled and said, "In that case, I can only say it's a pity."

He pointed to a painting on the wall and asked: "Ms. Laura, are the things in that painting real? I have never seen such a strange plant."

Hearing this, Laura was shocked.

She knew what the other person was referring to without looking at her.

What was even more surprising was that she noticed a suspicious look in Crohn's eyes and a suddenly hardened face after seeing the painting.

"He knows what it is?!"

"They are not ordinary people, they are..."

For a moment, many thoughts came to Laura’s mind, and her originally indifferent face became no longer indifferent.

She looked back and pretended to be confused: "Well... there shouldn't be such a plant in the world. It looks so strange. This painting was given to me by a perfume buyer a long time ago. I think he made it randomly. It’s just a painting.”

"Really..." William said half-heartedly.

"Of course, do you think this kind of plant really exists in the world?" Laura covered her mouth and smiled sweetly: "There is a heart-shaped fruit growing on a tree. How can it be true?"

Crohn's face sank, and his whole body exuded an aura that kept strangers away.

"..."