Hogwarts: I'm just here to enjoy the magic

Hermione was in a great mood after receiving the gift.

Jack was treated seriously.

Hermione's family is quite well off.

So the snacks and black tea for entertaining guests are very good.

Jack used a little.

Hermione ate some too.

The two ate and chatted.

Soon, the conversation came to writing letters.

"The trial passage of the Neville family?"

Jack learned about this new gadget from Hermione.

"What is this?"

"I don't know. If I want to know, do I need to ask you?" Hermione took a sip of black tea.

It's warm and refreshing.

"Neville seems to be from the Holy 28 Clan, right?" Jack speculated, "That's a wizarding family with a long history. There's something special about this kind of family, so it's not unusual."

"Holy 28 tribes?"

"Well, the self-proclaimed titles of purebloods are somewhat similar to nobles in the Muggle world."

"I see."

"Judging from the name, it may be used to test magic strength, or to improve strength."

"It's great, we have something like this at home..." Hermione was envious.

Both parents are Muggles.

She is the only wizard in her family.

Such her.

The inheritance can be described as zero.

If you want to find a book related to magic, you can only buy it now.

Not to mention other goodies.

Their family is completely incomparable to families that have been passed down for hundreds of years.

"Want to go take a look?" Jack suddenly asked.

"Can it?" Hermione was a little excited.

If you say you don't want to go and see it, that's an absolute lie.

It’s something new that I’ve never experienced before.

Of course I want to see it.

Moreover.

Even if it’s a choice between two.

Spend boring days at home and go to friends' houses.

Anyone with a normal mind knows how to choose.

"In this case, you first write to Neville and say you want to go to his house and see what he says. In addition, you should also inform your family first." Jack gave a suggestion.

"Okay, I'll write now."

Hermione is a qualified Gryffindor.

She is really full of action.

Just do it.

I ran upstairs, entered my room, and started writing a letter.

Here.

Coincidentally, the Grangers also returned home.

The two parties met in the living room.

"Oh haha~ We have a visitor at home~"

Mrs. Granger was a beautiful and intellectual woman. She looked at Jack with a smile.

"Are you my little baby's classmate?"

Jack stood up and saluted before replying: "Yes, ma'am. I am Hermione's classmate, Jack Dawson. We met at the station before."

"Welcome to my home." Mrs. Granger was a little surprised. "Have you ever seen her at the station? Is there such a thing?"

Such a handsome little wizard...

No, it should be said that even she has never seen many such handsome boys.

Usually so handsome.

It will only appear on the TV screen.

Or on the movie screen.

Anyway, it's not someone she would come into contact with.

It makes no sense that I have seen it but have no impression of it.

Mr. Granger frowned.

One look at Jack and he didn't like it very much.

this kid.

More handsome than myself.

Hermione and he are classmates?

Dangerous!

danger!

No.

As a father, I have to keep an eye on it!

Mr. Granger, who was thinking this way, said in a slightly unkind tone: "Where is Hermione?"

"Oh, she's in the room."

"What is she doing in the room?" Mr. Granger was a little nervous.

You can't take a shower in the room, right?

Shouldn't it?

I didn't teach my little princess like this.

"She is writing a letter to a classmate." It was not a secret, so Jack said directly, "That is a long-standing wizarding family. There is a good collection of magic at home. We plan to go to that classmate's home to take a look."

"So that's it." Mr. Granger breathed a sigh of relief.

Judging from the meaning of Jack's words, he had misunderstood.

Also.

Counting from the start of school on September 9st to the Christmas holiday, it has only been less than three months.

And they are all 11-year-old boys and girls.

How could there be any extra thought?

I think too much.

Use filthy adult thinking to speculate on every move of innocent children.

It's so dirty.

After some self-examination in his mind, Mr. Granger became much friendlier.

Start chatting with Jack.

Jack just looks underage, but he thinks like an adult.

Use it a little bit.

We chatted happily with Mr. Granger.

From life at Hogwarts, to wizarding courses, extending to the employment prospects of wizards, changes in the wizarding world and the future international situation.

It’s really all over the place, chatting about everything.

Mrs Granger did not participate directly in the chat.

Instead, he changed the black tea for Jack and prepared new snacks before sitting down and listening.

Here we are.

Mr. Granger rarely spoke anymore.

Because what Jack said was beyond his knowledge.

Like the collapse of the big red country in the east.

Wall Street carnival.

The establishment of the Eurozone and Da Ying’s non-participation.

Jack is not the type to make up nonsense.

But it means something.

This was an eye-opener for Mr. Granger.

He even has a feeling.

He can operate in the stock market according to what Jack said.

Finally, he couldn't help it anymore and asked about it.

Jack was a little surprised when he heard this: "Stock market?"

"Well, didn't it mean that the country would collapse? Isn't that good? You can give it a try and make a fortune."

He actually believed what an 11-year-old boy said.

Mr. Granger also felt a little crazy.

But everything Jack said was too reasonable, he had a nose and eyes.

It was as if I had witnessed it with my own eyes.

That being the case.

It’s not a bad idea to try it out in a small way.

They are both dentists.

The family has extra money.

Just take four or five thousand pounds and try the waters.

Not a big deal.

"Hmm..." Jack narrowed his eyes and looked at Mr. Granger.

A thought flashed by.

He held on tight.

Then start expanding on it.

quickly.

A rough plan was formed.

"Well, it just so happens that I also want to make some investments." Jack smiled and said, "I have 2000 million here, let's do it together."

Mr. and Mrs. Granger: "???????"

They suspected there was something wrong with their ears.

Mr. Granger swallowed: "You...are not talking about Somali shillings?"

The Somali government collapsed in January 91.

The country's currency subsequently devalued rapidly.

Totally worthless.

Mr. Granger felt that his guess was correct.

after all.

An 11-year-old boy can ask for 2000 million.

You can’t think it’s pounds, right?

"What is that?" Jack shook his head repeatedly, "Of course it's 2000 million US dollars. If it's too little, you won't even have a chance to drink soup."

hiss……

Mr. Granger suddenly gasped, having made a contribution to the cause of global warming.

$2000.

It wouldn't be worth the money to tie up his entire family and sell them.

And now.

This boy wants to get so much money to cooperate with him?

How virtuous and capable he is...