[HP] So you are such Anita

The green plants in the store are lush, and the young clerk wearing a white apron stands behind the marble counter and draws the pedestrians coming and going with charcoal pencils. The brass cabinet behind him is full of vintage wine.

Anita was sitting on a light gray sofa, holding a cup of white porcelain coffee.

And Draco was sitting opposite her, fiddling with blue lace flowers in a triangular glass jar.

They came out to relax during their lunch break. This morning, the association spent three hours discussing the standardization of flying umbrellas. Some members believed that flying umbrellas should have a unified shape and color, and other colors and styles should not appear, while other members Naturally, there are objections.

In the morning, Anita listened to the members' debates without commenting.But in the afternoon, she had to come up with a conclusion to confirm this matter.

"So your opinion is to unify the color and shape of flying umbrellas?" Draco circled his fingers around the small flowers in the glass bottle, "This may reduce the market sales of flying umbrellas, Auerbach Chamber of Commerce no problem?"

"The flying umbrella is a functional umbrella. People who like it will naturally be willing to prepare such an umbrella at home to experience the fun of gliding in the air without worrying about sales." Anita put her hand on the white porcelain cup and waved it lightly. The coffee in the cup turned into black tea, which she handed to Draco.

"Are you worried that someone will mistake an ordinary umbrella for a flying umbrella and cause an accident? In this case, you have to add a standard to other everyday umbrellas, and you can't imitate the color and shape of a flying umbrella." Draco told Anita He drank the black tea handed over in one gulp.

"I will ask the chamber of commerce to put more thought into designing the shape of the flying umbrella so that it looks exaggerated and conspicuous." Anita called the waiter at the counter and ordered another small piece of cake. It's time to go back."

"Hey, we are the only Malfoy couple in the history of the Malfoy family who still go to work," Draco took out a coin from the cuff of his suit with the family crests of the Zabini and Burst families on it, " But Blaise and Millison probably will be like us when they get married."

"You call coming to the association one day a week as work?" Anita shoved a piece of cake into Draco's mouth with a silver fork, "don't let the association hear, or I think they will Jointly dismiss you, the vice president."

After eating the last piece of cake, Anita and Draco walked out of the coffee shop together, and walked towards the office building of the International Magical Trade Standards Association at the next intersection.

An unknown phonograph on the side of the road was playing jazz and blues tunes, combined with the soft sunlight on the side of the road, making Anita feel a little sleepy.

In front of me was a three-story old house. The only special thing was the acacia tree in the yard. Other than that, there was nothing special about it, and it looked very ordinary.

But in this era where magic permeates life, everyone has learned not to judge things by their appearance. The ordinary appearance does not mean anything. The style of the International Magic Trade Standards Association is notoriously luxurious.

Anita and Draco pushed open the crumbling door of the old house, and walked into a world intertwined with gold and white. The gold-edged dome in the center of the hall rotated slowly in a spiral shape, and a huge three-tier gold candlestick floated in the flowing milky white hall. , Between the golden candlesticks, the white hill-shaped floating platform is moving up and down regularly.

Anita stepped onto a pontoon that happened to be parked next to her, and was about to go to the top floor where the president's office was located.

Soon, Anita realized that there seemed to be something wrong. She jumped off the rising floating platform and landed lightly on the ground, "It's a bit strange, it's too quiet here."

Draco also noticed the abnormality of the association, "It should be working time now, where have everyone gone?"

Anita was silent, and she began to think about whether she had done some excessive things in the association, so that everyone disappeared collectively.

Draco took out his wand and waved it towards the hall a few times, "Tracking back in time."

A translucent golden shadow gradually appeared in the milky white hall. At this time, everyone was walking around the hall talking and laughing. Draco tapped the floor of the hall with his wand, and a wave of golden light appeared on the ground. Time was sped up.

A familiar golden shadow appeared in the hall with a cage in his arms. It seemed that a passer-by bumped into him, and the creatures in the cage flew out. There were about seven of them, a fluffy ball with blue tail feathers at the end point.

Seeing this, Anita already roughly knew what happened, and the subsequent development was as she thought. The seven magical creatures sang loudly in the lobby of the association, and everyone put down their things in a daze, listening to the birds singing , and then followed the birds out of the gate of the association.

The golden shadow gradually dissipated, Anita covered her forehead in pain, "How many times this month, Draco?"

Draco patted Anita's shoulder reassuringly, "It's only the fifth time, we should be thankful, this time it's just the seven wretches."

"Scotch goblins, ball squirrels, billywigs, mothra rats, witch birds, are there so many magical creatures in our neighborhood that need to be arrested?" Anita was very mad, "who else can control Doyle, I have said that the trade standards for magical creatures do not need to be changed, am I not clear enough?"

"It's clear," Draco stroked Anita's long rose-brown hair, "but Doyle just wanted you to see the results of his work, not to discuss the trading standards of magical creatures with you."

"So the reason why those magical creatures always ran out accidentally is because he wanted to re-demonstrate his heroic posture when catching those magical creatures in front of me?" Anita waved her hand and walked out of the house, "I really should thank him , let my 'idle' life have more artistic appreciation."

"Actually, I think it's really an accident that the magical creatures got out of control." Draco sighed, and went out with Anita to find their missing association members.

It was impossible for such a large group of people to walk out without causing a commotion, but nothing happened while they were in the coffee shop.

Anita looked at the acacia tree outside the house and frowned. She felt that they hadn't gone further, so they should be nearby.

Slap, a girl wearing a robin egg blue wizard cloak suddenly apparated in front of Anita, she gave a wizard salute to Anita, and asked her with a smile, "Good afternoon, President Auerbach , Doyle asked me to come here to find him, have you seen him?"

"I'm looking for him too," Anita said holding her wand and not knowing where to start.

The blonde girl's smile faltered, "Did he get into trouble again?"

As she said that, she took out her wand from under the cloak, and flicked it towards the sky a few times, a white silk thread appeared on the top of the wand, and the silk thread stretched all the way to the back of the acacia tree.

"He's behind the tree," the blond girl was a little confused, she didn't see anyone behind the tree, "Although I can't see him, I can't go wrong, Doyle is right there."

"Could it be that besides making people confused, can the witch bird also make people invisible?" Anita tapped the acacia tree with her magic wand, and the golden mist swept across the whole acacia tree, and when the light and mist disappeared, there was no change there , "It's not invisibility, could it be another space? But time staggering is also possible."

"Annie, do you think we will be in chaos, and everything we see is an illusion caused by the singing of the witch bird?" Draco looked behind the empty acacia tree. Thoughts.

"I'm very clear that I'm not hallucinating. I didn't know about this before I came here, and I didn't hear the singing," the blonde girl followed Trace to the open space carefully, and looked carefully at the place where the other end of Trace disappeared. .

"I found it, here he is! It's the Shrinking Curse!" The blonde girl exclaimed, "It's only as small as an ant, who did this!"

The blonde girl hurriedly used her magic wand to enlarge all the shrunken people. For a while, the missing people who were still in a state of confusion stood under the acacia tree.

"Astoria, I thought I'd never see you again," Doyle said, giving Goldilocks a hug as soon as he woke up. "I found orange, pink, lime green, lemon yellow, lotus root, peacock There are seven different colors of blue and bright purple, and I plan to give it to you as a gift for the [-]th anniversary of our acquaintance."

Doyle looked around. "Well, they seem to be gone."

Astoria felt a little moved at this moment, and a little funny, "If they are shrunk together with you, then you don't have to expect to find them."

"Oh, that's it." Doyle was very frustrated at this time, but he still hadn't forgotten the disaster he had caused. He slowly moved to Anita, lowered his head and waited for Anita to teach him.

However, Anita was not in the mood to teach Doyle a lesson at this time. She was thinking who used the shrinking spell on a group of delirious people, shrinking the living person to the size of an ant, which is a crime of serious abuse of magic, and can be judged as Intentional murder.

If it was done by some boring wizard passing by, it would be troublesome. In order to protect the privacy of the association members, Anita refused to allow the Ministry of Magic to place a monitoring magical device like 'Merlin's Eye' here. Now it seems that this thing is still It is necessary to place some.

Anita decided to contact the Ministry of Magic later to set up surveillance magic around here, but now she has to go to the Veles brothers to borrow an improved time-turner, so that her consciousness can return to where she and Draco are still. That time at the coffee shop, see for yourself what jerk did something of this nature!

"President, do we still need to discuss the standardization of flying umbrellas?" A member of the association asked weakly.

"Is your point that flying umbrellas need to be standardized?" She remembers the guy bringing up the benefits of standardization many times during the debate.

"Yes, President."

"Then you will take the lead in this matter, set up a working group on your own, and give me a preliminary plan for the standardization of flying umbrellas before get off work the next day."

Anita quickly arranged the work, and immediately took Draco to Diagon Alley.

And Doyle, who was ignored by Anita, felt very uneasy at this time, "Annie is so angry that she doesn't want to talk to me anymore, what should I do, is she going to think of a terrible way to deal with me?"

Astoria was silent for a moment, gave Doyle a self-seeking look, and then another apparition disappeared in front of Doyle.

"Merlin, don't leave me behind, Astoria!"