[HP] A Brief History of Time

"Where were you planning to go?"

Virginia is already casting a preservation spell on the food in the shopping bag one by one.Since July, Virginia has been able to release the spell normally, so she was out of control, and even had to use magic to pour a glass of water.Draco has been to Virginia's new home on St. John's Wood Street in London several times during the summer vacation. It has a simple three-storey building and a small garden. The things that flew away, the flamboyant plants that climbed up the banister made Draco dumbfounded.Not only Virginia, but even Mrs. Conway seemed to have a taste for living magic.

"It's 02:30 now," Hermione glanced at her wrist. "Our original plan was to go to the Dowitz Gallery. But I didn't expect that we would meet at the supermarket and buy so many things."

"Hey, hey... Virginia, do you want to test how long the Preservation Charm can last?" Hermione suddenly thought of a serious question, "School will start in a week, but you bought so many snacks that you can't help but !" She looked at the things she bought with some regret, "I actually thought what you said made sense at the time."

"You could go and look at her refrigerator," Draco interjected—it felt so out of place for Hermione to spit out the name of the electrical appliance, but he didn't feel it at all, even because he knew so much She was a little complacent about things, "Her refrigerator doesn't work as well as her own fresh-keeping charm."

"...like a joke," said Hermione.

"It's true, this is something that my mother can't figure out." Virginia smiled very happily.

Draco's speed was very fast, he turned left and then right in the traffic flow, and very quickly, before he knew it, he arrived at the outskirts where there was suddenly less traffic.

"Gallery closes in two hours." Draco pulled over to the side of Turney Road. "Look at something you like. I'll meet you here at five o'clock. Things can be thrown at me." He opened the backup He touched Virginia's arm, "There is a pair of leather shoes you are wearing in the blue box at the back. I don't want you to be turned away by the staff."

At a quarter past five, Virginia was the only one knocking on the car window.

"There is a platform 100 meters away. Hermione is planning to take the bus." She adjusted the seat angle, found a comfortable position, and took out a bag of sandwiches from her shopping bag. "Tuna," she said. Glancing at the label, he threw it to Draco, "I don't like this. Hermione said that if we meet in a week and the sandwich I bring her still tastes delicious, she'll take Ruby's bath for a semester. "

Draco slowly opened the packing bag, "Really? The ending is very clear."

"That's right. I plan to go to the supermarket to buy another one in a few days, and then change the production date." Virginia found her favorite beef flavor, took a bite in her mouth, and said vaguely, "However, today Where are you going at night? I hate looking at a pile of food and standing next to you with a stern mouth and not saying a word. Even a beef sandwich makes me feel so bad."

Draco laughed, leaned closer, and touched the tip of her nose, "It's the last time during the holiday, and I'll treat you to a big meal after the end."

They stopped on the boulevard and hurriedly settled for a dinner that could fill their stomachs.

Draco raised the roof, handed Virginia a potion bottle, and got out.A quarter of an hour later, there was a thud on the car window.Draco quickly got back into the car and started it.

On the driveway full of magnolias on both sides, a brightly colored car with the roof folded up, and what immediately attracted people's attention was the light green silk scarf flying in a beautiful arc.

"I find that I am more and more able to cover the scene. Although I don't know as much as you, act so beautifully, and even speak so beautifully in the scene, at least I can control high heels more and more smoothly." Become said 20-year-old Virginia.

"When you are 20 years old, even if you don't wear high heels, you will be far more attractive than today." Draco said seriously.

"Not a very good compliment, Mr. Folliat," Virginia reminded.

On the steps outside the gate of the Old Cabo Hotel, the well-dressed Mr. Scheitana was paying close attention to the passing vehicles, occasionally taking time to glance at the gold watch in his hand.When the license plate number he had memorized by heart finally came into view, he was shocked, and immediately adjusted his clothes with his hands, walked down the steps quickly, and opened the door for the side of the driver's seat himself.

The doorman in uniform had to walk around the rear of the car and open the door on the other side. A young blonde woman in a moonlight dress with a rare lavender multi-petal big jasmine on the side of her head lightly clasped his white-gloved right hand Step out of the car.

Regarding the big business of resort island construction, although Mr. Sheitana has already negotiated with this young and unknown Mr. Folliat, he is still cautious about it. He had to suspect that this was a son of a big family working incognito.There is also the delicate and charming little thing in the arm of the other party.Mr. Scheitana only knew that she was his fiancée, and he didn't know anything else. Since she appeared at a famous person's dinner party in July, in the past month, I don't know how many men have often lingered in their dreams. The smiling and silent figure just wants to listen to the ringtone.

This handsome and rich man and woman seemed to appear out of thin air. Mr. Scheitana spent a lot of thought secretly, but he couldn't dig out any news about them.However, behind the smiling face of this young Mr. Folliat, there is a tough wrist, and what is even more frightening is that he seems to know a little too much about everyone's private life.This undoubtedly made Mr. Sheitana more fearful, and at the same time he was even more convinced.

Draco was satisfied with Mr. Sheitana after he put away his little thoughts and his group of bouncing little bugs.Therefore, he was quite condescending and concerned about a major event that happened to Mr. Sheitana recently, "I heard that you broke into a fugitive who was recently wanted in a villa in the suburbs the day before yesterday, is it okay?"

Mr. Scheitana waved his hand quickly, "It's okay, it's okay, fortunately, I brought bodyguards, and the money was not stolen, but I lost a suit that was thrown on the sofa. I guess it was taken away by accident. But it's really strange of……"

Draco smiled amiably, "Oh?"

"I saw with my own eyes that he jumped over the wall and fled to the small park, but the searchers found no one except wild cats and dogs..."

Draco stretched out two fingers, lightly brushed his shoulders, and said kindly, "It's good that people are fine, maybe I misread it."

Mr. Sheitana immediately agreed with a smile, "That's right, I must have read it wrong."

Virginia at the side glanced at Draco's wickedly smiling eyebrows and raised lip corners, and secretly curled her lips in disdain: there must be something strange.

They walked slowly into the lobby of the hotel, and the waiter immediately brought three glasses of sherry.

Virginia glanced at Draco, pinched the wine glass between her fingers, and slowly backed away from him, making way for those eager to greet him.On the way, a man came to say hello to Virginia, and Virginia smiled at the person, taking advantage of the flashing moment of the other person, staggered her steps, and continued to walk forward.

This was a semi-exhibition reception, and Virginia kept pinching her wine glass and looked around the glass counter, and Draco followed up from behind, lightly hugging her waist.

"Tired, honey?"

Where no one else could see, Virginia's eyebrows huddled together, "It's really tiring to control not to talk for a night."

"We'll leave after the first auction." Draco lowered his head and lightly touched the top of her head, assuring her in a low voice, "Never play bridge."

At home on St. John's Wood Street in Little Venice, on the bed in front of Alona were two large boxes that had been cast with the space-expanding spell.One Virginia's, one her own.She is sorting the clothes in the closet into two boxes, short sleeves for summer, shirts for spring, and sweaters for winter... Once Virginia is sent to the train, she will continue embark on a journey.

Just as she was trying to fiddle with the deformed collar of a shirt, the streetlights on the path outside the window suddenly flickered a few times, and with a snap, the world outside the yard turned black.

Alona heard the violent dog barking from the neighbor's yard, her heart skipped a beat and she stopped what she was doing. A few seconds later, there was a knock on the door downstairs.

Alona hurried downstairs and glanced out through the peephole.

"Mr. Snape, why don't you come from the fireplace..." She opened the door, making way for a man dressed in black who could rival death before her.

"If possible, please write a letter and ask the Floo Office for details," Snape said with a stern expression and a condensed tone, "I think you will be able to know the reason."

"Ah," in fact, before writing the letter, Alona thought immediately, "I haven't paid the internet fee this month——Virginia will start school soon, and I won't be at home, so—that's why I ask you The reason for coming. Professor Dumbledore said, you are willing to take care of Virginia for me during school, I really appreciate you, but, you know, I still have to sign an agreement." Alona shrugged Shrugged and apologized, "It's always right to be cautious."

Snape looked at her blankly.

"I put the agreement in the bedroom." She paused, glanced at the coffee table full of books and tea trays and snacks everywhere, "Why don't you come to the dining room? The living room is a bit messy."

Snape didn't hesitate, and immediately followed her, hoping that the restaurant would be tidier.

She walked through the connecting door, "Be careful that this place is relatively narrow—" Before she finished speaking, she heard a bark.

Alona turned her head quickly, her gaze didn't fall on Snape's torn shirt sleeve, but was attracted by the ugly pattern on the pale arm.But soon, a big hand with bulging veins blocked it.

Alona raised her head and smiled, "I didn't expect such a serious person to have such a tattoo. I'm sorry, Virginia always uses magic at home, I forgot to say the key on the doorknob The circle is deformed by her, and it always catches people's clothes." She walked towards the kitchen cabinet gracefully, slowly bent down, and slowly opened the cabinet door, "What do you want to drink, tea—coffee..."

As soon as the words were finished, she immediately stood up straight and leaned her back against the kitchen counter. Her arms were stretched straight forward, and she was holding a small and exquisite silver-white pistol in her hand.

At the same moment, Snape raised his wand.