hello mr draco

Compared to the small talk in the living room, the kitchen seemed a bit crowded.

Ollivander frowned. In his 40s, his short hair was mixed with a little white silk, and there were some wrinkles on his cheeks that were burned by the years.

"Chen, I didn't realize until today. Without magic, you can still cook food so beautifully!" After finishing speaking, Ollivander quietly picked up a spicy lobster with his chopsticks like a stealing cat .

Ollivander, who has never lacked oriental customers around him, has never lacked the skills to taste food from other countries.At least he learned how to eat spicy crayfish after following Chen Junyu for a month.The method of peeling is a bit rusty. Although it is very convenient to use magic, he really enjoys the satisfaction of getting the delicious food by peeling the skin.

He happily put the meat into his mouth and chewed it. The aroma in his mouth was accompanied by a burst of pungentness, which instantly drove away all the cold air that hit by the cold wind at the end of December, exuding an inexhaustible heat all over his body.

"How about it? I put less spicy, it shouldn't be too spicy..." Chen Junyu carefully looked at Ollivander's expression of a very serious taste of food, he knew that the British are not very good at eating Spicy, so when you buy peppers in the supermarket, you choose some that are not too spicy.

"It's great! This thing is so good, I have to take it out for them to taste!" Ollivander licked his lips in aftertaste, with an excited expression on his face.He quickly picked up the plate on the table, patted Chen Junyu with his free hand and encouraged him angrily: "This taste is really great, are you sure you don't want to open a restaurant in Diagon Alley?"

Ollivander looked at the disinterested look of his good friend from the east, shook his head, and was immediately discouraged.He withdrew his distressed expression very regretfully, thinking about opening a Huaxia restaurant next to or opposite his wand shop, so that he can eat by himself in the future without having to travel so far.

Watching Ollivander go out with a plate of red and spicy crayfish.Chen Junyu smiled, and quickly put the remaining dishes into the pot for steaming.In the past, he actually didn't know much about cooking, but as a Chinese native, he can still cook a few authentic Chinese dishes.Now there is a child with him, and he is afraid that Xifu is not used to the taste of Chinese people, so he has learned how to make pastries in the past month.

The oil in the pot made a chi-chi sound, without the help of magic, Chen Junyu was used to doing it by himself.The only thing that makes him regret is that without the help of language magic, sometimes he can't quite understand some words between Ollivander and Mr. Dumbledore.But obviously Qiangqiang can still understand, he has already put more effort into stuffing the Oxford Dictionary into the prison.

Just as he was serving up a plate of dishes, there was a sparse burst of praiseful discussions in the living room.

He looked out of the dark window, dotted with stars dotted the half-height night sky.Such a life is certainly happy and beautiful, but the homesickness in his eyes is no less than the desire to go back.

Holding the spoon tightly, Chen Junyu had no choice but to cast his homesick eyes on the pot in the kitchen.He doesn't belong to this world, and he also has a vague premonition that he will leave this world. He obviously doesn't want to have too much entanglement with this world, but after all, he can't escape the arrangement of heaven.

He has read the seven books of Harry Potter, and he absolutely does not believe that Tom in the book is the child he brought out from the orphanage.The light in his eyes dimmed a lot, and Chen Junyu couldn't imagine that if the things in the books really happened in front of him.Should he be on the side of the Order of the Phoenix, or should he be on the side of the Death Eaters...

Both sides are people they like, and they don't want anyone to be hurt.

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The whistle of the car is running on the street, and slowly ends with the tail sound.

If it weren't for the fact that Furong Town is located in a region with a relatively warm climate, it must be hot enough for the children who have just returned from the summer vacation from the Confucius Institute on this scorching June day.

After successfully graduating from the first semester of the first year of high school, Liu Qi carried his schoolbag over his shoulder, with his extra hand in his jeans, and hurried back at his usual slow pace.

The only difference is that normally, he would return home, drop his schoolbag, and then sit in front of the computer and eat chicken.But one thing still puzzled him, which caused him to not sleep well in the past two months.He has never found the bead connecting the two worlds, and he has not received Chen Junyu's call for two months.

Looking sadly at the big clouds in the sky, Liu Qi frowned sadly.To be honest, all he cared about was all kinds of photos of his little idol.After thinking about it for two months and still not receiving it, he felt that he was about to fall in lovesickness.

He was planning to turn home from the intersection of the street, but unfortunately, he saw Mr. Chen and Mrs. Chen at the entrance of a supermarket that was promoting sales.It was also because he was standing on the side of the road not far from the entrance of the promotional supermarket that he happened to be bumped into by Mr. Chen and Mrs. Chen who had just come out of the supermarket to buy something.

Chen Fa inherited most of his mother's foreign blood, and his royal blue eyes and jet-black hair got the genetically superior treatment.

"Xiaoqi, are you on summer vacation?"

"Mr. Chen, Auntie Chen, hello! Yes, I just released it just now." Liu Qi saw the parents of his best friend as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and was afraid that there might be a mistake in his reply, and he would be caught by the two people in front of him. The inhumans are caught.

"Come and sit at my house when you have time. Although my Junyu is not at home right now, you are welcome if you have nothing to do." Liang Shumin, who looked at the boy opposite and thought of his son, even when he spoke, had a gentle smile on his cheeks, a pair of black There was still a deep sadness in his eyes.

Liu Qi was keenly aware of the emotion in Aunt Chen's eyes, and nodded one after another, hoping that this conversation would end soon, lest he arouse Aunt Chen's excessive sadness again.

"Okay, I will definitely go." Liu Qi stared at Mr. Chen's probing gaze suddenly, his whole body stiffened.I had no choice but to bite the bullet and put on a smile, and continued: "See you, Mr. Chen, Auntie Chen, and I will go back first..."

Liang Shumin nodded with a smile.

"Okay, you go back quickly."

Looking at the boy who ran across the road like a gust of wind, and the beautiful woman whose face was wrinkled by the years, she finally no longer concealed the sadness in her eyes, she held her husband's broad shoulders, and wept secretly.

At the same time, Chen Fa, who has always had strong magic ability and keen observation ability, fixed his probing eyes on the boy who just ran across the road and disappeared into the alley.

Said faintly: "That child smells like magic power, but if I remember correctly, this child from the Liu family should be an ordinary person? Their family has been ordinary people for several generations..." Because of this, Chen It is very unbelievable to find that a little boy who has never been compatible with a wizard in eight lifetimes smells a smell of magic power.

After wiping the moist corners of her eyes, Liang Shumin replayed what her husband said just now three times in his brain.

She was taken aback: "What did you say? You said that the child smelled of magic power?"

The only difference from all wizards is that Chinese wizards are born with a taste for magical power.The smell that radiates in the air and impacts the elements of magic power cannot escape the sensitive noses of people who also know magic.

Thinking about how an ordinary person could be exposed to magic, Chen Fa, who has always been suspicious, felt that his neurotic reaction must be caused by his son's disappearance for so long, and not only joked: "Maybe we are too nervous The child has been playing with our family Junyu since he was a child, and more or less on his birthday, he will receive some magic tools made by Junyu himself."

"Is that so?" Liang Shumin murmured, the corners of her eyes were red, because she shed some tears just now, which made her look even more haggard.

After all their worries were tied up, the haggard and filtered couple made a Didi directly at the entrance of the supermarket and left.

But on the other side, after rushing home to bolt and lock the door, he collapsed on the bed, panting heavily, wishing he could turn into a beast, dig a hole in the ground, and sell himself.

He wiped the sweat off his forehead, turned over, lay down on the bed, and continued to complain: "Oh my god! Mr. Chen's eyes are so horrifying, I feel like I'm about to be frozen ..."

In the scorching summer of June, as long as he stood so close to Mr. Chen, he would feel as if he had suddenly fallen into a cold abyss. It was really a mobile refrigerator.

However, our little friend Liu Qi doesn't know that wizards can cast some relatively cool magic on themselves.Even in the Sahara desert, with the help of cooling magic, they can still live as cool as in winter.