Hogwarts Dances with Dragons

It's night in London.

London in the early 90s was a city with unique charm and one of the most prosperous trade centers in Northern Europe.

What Ivan has to admit is that the degree of modernization of London in this era, especially the most prosperous areas, is almost equivalent to that of domestic first-tier cities 20 years later.

Thinking about how there were so many public intellectuals and so many bastards who admired foreign things in the previous life, Ivan felt that this kind of thing was not incomprehensible.

Not to mention those idiots, even Alvin, who only traveled through London [-] years ago, was a little confused when he saw some modern buildings when he walked on the streets of London.

If it weren't for some old-fashioned cars and buses running on the street, he would really feel a bit out of time and space.

hum-

A sports car passed through the street and immediately caught Alvin's attention.

"Is that a Lamborghini? Wow, the Lamborghinis of this era are really ugly..." Ivan was amazed and looked up at the sky: "Zoe?"

"Gu~" Zoe flapped her wings and flew to the right.

Ivan followed Zoe out of the city and came to a suburban residential area. Zoe hovered on a two-story building. When Ivan walked to the door, it swooped down and landed firmly on Ivan's shoulder. .

ding dong~

Alvin rang the doorbell.

Soon, footsteps sounded from behind the door.

"Who is it?" Ivan heard Hermione's crisp voice.

"Voldemort!" Ivan roared in a lowered voice.

As soon as the words fell, there was a scream and a click from behind the door. The door opened, and Hermione rushed out like a happy little rabbit and hugged Alvin.

"Aiwen! Why are you here?" The little girl was extremely happy.

"There is nothing at home." Ivan shrugged: "I'm really bored."

"So you didn't come to see me specifically?" Hermione let go of him, narrowed her eyes, and said with a sinister expression.

"No, I came here specially for you!" Alvin said, taking out a baked potato from his pocket: "I also brought you a gift."

Hermione burst into laughter.

"Hermione?"

A gentle voice sounded from behind the door, and Alvin noticed the couple following Hermione.

"By the way, I haven't introduced you yet... these are my parents..." As she said that, she looked at the Grangers again, her face slightly red: "His name is Alvin, Alvin Lustin Darknight , the one on the shoulder is Zoe..."

"Hello, uncle and aunt." Alvin said politely.

Zoe: "Gugu~"

"Oh, dear, you are so beautiful." Mrs. Granger looked at Alvin gently.

"Come in, kid." Mr. Granger said gently: "You haven't had dinner yet. We just want to have a meal together. Our Hermione is under your care."

"Actually, I have always been taking care of him." Hermione crossed her arms and frowned, as if she was dissatisfied with her father's words.

"Okay, no matter who takes care of whom -" Mrs. Granger stepped forward and pulled the two of them into the house: "Anyway, let's go in and eat, right? Ivan? And - the little owl, so cute!"

Pulled into the house by Hermione and Mrs. Granger, Alvin saw the sumptuous dinner on the table - grilled fish, cream of mushroom soup, piles of grilled oysters and scallops, and a large charcoal-grilled pork knuckle!

"This is much better than baked potatoes!" Alvin raised his eyebrows.

"Did you make these baked potatoes? Wait, where did you eat tonight? Have you bought a house?" Hermione asked quickly.

Alvin took the tableware handed by Mrs. Granger and sat next to Hermione: "I happened to meet Professor McGonagall when I arrived at Hogsmeade, and she gave me her old mansion."

"I originally wanted to give her gold, but she said she is not short of money, as long as I can deduct less points in the future——"

Hermione giggled immediately after hearing this: "It is indeed what Professor McGonagall would say."

The Grangers couldn't help laughing when they saw the two of them chatting animatedly.

"We have always wanted to meet you, Alvin." Mrs. Granger said gently: "Hermione often mentioned you in her letters. Originally, we wanted to meet you when we picked up Hermione at the station today, but unfortunately we didn't. Chris has been disappointed for a long time." (The original novel does not have the names of Hermione's parents, but the names of actress Emma's parents are used. Please don't spray, thank you.)

"I'm just curious about what kind of boy would make Hermione ignore me as a father." Chris joked.

Hermione blushed: "What did you say?"

"Okay, I won't say anything." Chris spread his hands helplessly, and then he looked at Alvin: "Alvin can stay here tonight, it's getting late, and there's no reason for me to let a child go home alone so late. .”

Ivan naturally had no reason to refuse Mr. Granger's proposal, and he was too lazy to run back anyway.

After dinner, everyone sat on the sofa in the living room, and Alvin stared at Hermione's color TV attentively. He had not watched TV for a long time.

There was a color TV at home in the 90s. When Alvin came, he saw a car parked in the yard. Hermione's family conditions should be pretty good. I remember Hermione said before that both her parents were dentists...

Hermione looked at Alvin, rolled her eyes, and said slyly: "Alvin, do you know what this is?"

Alvin: "TV."

Hermione was surprised. After thinking about it, she pointed to the phone on the coffee table and asked, "Do you know what this is?"

Alvin: "Phone."

"???" Hermione felt something was wrong: "Does Aslant also have these things? If I remember correctly, you said at the beginning that when you first came to this world, you appeared in the Forbidden Forest. Have you never been exposed to Muggle society?"

Ivan rolled his eyes: "I said I was from Aslant, but I didn't say I was a native of Aslant."

Hermione was stunned: "Then you..."

Ivan blinked: "Sometimes knowing too much is not a good thing."

Hermione thought for a while: "So...you know a lot about Muggle society, right?"

Ivan said casually: "It's okay."

He understands China in 30 and 90 years, but he has no understanding of Britain in the [-]s. However, after all, this is a modern society, and he still has basic common sense.

"How about we go to the amusement park tomorrow?" Hermione said excitedly.

"Me? Amusement park?" Ivan was stunned for a moment and pointed at himself: "Awesome! Dying on a merry-go-round sounds quite romantic..."

Hermione: "..."

I almost forgot that this guy got dizzy with transportation. Ivan couldn't ride any movable vehicle. If he went to the amusement park, this guy might really be able to take care of his life there...

The most important thing is that Hermione feels that a place like an amusement park should be dreamy and beautiful. It's not good for her to be there in a beautiful place with a slug spraying rainbows beside her. That would be too scary...

After thinking about it, Hermione could only give up the idea with regret.

Alvin suggested casually: "How about I take you to my house to play?"

Hermione immediately sat up straight, her eyes burning: "Okay!"