The Bard at Hogwarts

The relationship between people is really wonderful.

Sometimes, even though we have been together for a long time, we can't remember each other, just like the little wizards in Hogwarts, who have been strangers for seven years.

And other times, even though we have only met each other a few times, we can still remember each other clearly, just like the ticket seller Passander of the Knight Bus.

But now is not the time to reminisce and chat. After a short delay, Mr. and Mrs. Granger and Hermione have already got off the bus.

…

"Welcome! Mr. Granger, Aunt Mia!" Ino said enthusiastically in front of the manor.

After getting off the bus, Mr. and Mrs. Granger were also attracted by the scenery of Hogsmeade, the dreamy decorations, the decorations hanging all over the street, and the cute snowman waving his arms constantly.

Unlike the sloppy Leaky Cauldron or the commercial Diagon Alley.

Hogsmeade, a gathering place for wizards, satisfies all their fantasies about magic.

Especially Mr. Granger, his curiosity and exploration are almost overflowing.

However, as Ino's voice sounded, the two quickly came back to their senses.

"Thank you for your invitation, Ino!" Mrs. Granger said with a smile on her face, ignoring the toy-like house in front of her.

"Long time no see! Ino." Mr. Granger also nodded slightly, but he was always a little absent-minded.

"Please come in! After dinner, let's go shopping in Hogsmeade together."

Outside the door, Ino saw the problem, so he also promised to go shopping together after dinner.

...

Walked into the only normal gate of the manor.

The Grangers looked at the scene in front of them in surprise. They thought they knew enough about magic, but the current situation was still a little beyond each other's cognition.

Obviously from the outside, the whole house occupies an area of ​​less than 20 square meters, but when they walked in, they found that it was so spacious inside.

The area of ​​the first floor hall alone is almost half the size of a football field.

"This... this is really magical." Mr. Granger was a little at a loss for words. After thinking hard for a long time, he could only attribute it to magic.

Seeing her parents' surprised expressions, Hermione proudly introduced the layout of the house.

"Mom, there is a large vineyard behind the house, but it's winter now, otherwise I will make some wine myself in the summer..."

The house belongs to Swinburne, but the winery belongs to her Granger.

The vineyard behind the house was expanded little by little by using the extension spell during her weekends.

For this reason, Hermione was worried about violating the regulations of the Ministry of Magic at first, but after consulting Professor Snape, she was completely relieved.

In the words of Professor Snape, no one wants to offend a potion master who has not graduated, and the potion she developed also solves the werewolf problem from the root.

When the problems are completely solved and the subsequent reports come out, even if she uses the extension spell to expand the bathroom of the Ministry of Magic into a swimming pool, no one will gossip.

Whenever she recalls Snape's expression when he spoke, he feels funny.

However, regarding this matter, she also thought of the problem behind it. It seems that the rules and regulations of the Ministry of Magic are always not so perfect, or a little too free.

A very simple problem, if magic is willing, it can be infinitely magnified, or even directly put people in Azkaban.

Similarly, the same problem, as long as you don't foolishly show off in front of the public, the Ministry of Magic can choose to turn a blind eye.

...

Thoughts gradually came.

Hermione shook her head gently, getting rid of the troubles in her head, and at the same time asked her parents to sit down.

As several people sat down, a creaking sound suddenly sounded in the hall.

A cart of the same model as the one that sold candy on the Hogwarts Express drove out of the dining room by itself, with a complete set of tea sets and plates of various cakes on the cart.

As the cart stopped, the teapot on the cart attracted Mr. Granger's attention.

This is a typical Victorian big-bellied teapot with a diameter of one foot, and the production style also shows the exquisiteness and luxury of that era.

The body of the pot is round and full, like a lady in a gorgeous long dress, elegant and solemn.

The surface of the teapot is covered with delicate and glossy glaze, which is an elegant ivory white, and the handle is also thoughtfully carved with patterns, not only for beauty, but also for people to grasp.

"Victorian era, classical teapot... It's so beautiful, a real work of art..."

Mr. Granger said admiringly. Unlike his wife and daughter, as a dentist who works in the upper class, he saw the difference of the teapot at a glance.

"Thank you for your compliment, sir!" A pleasant and solemn voice sounded.

As the protagonist of the topic, the white ceramic teapot floated in the air and politely responded to Mr. Granger's praise.

"Oh my God, this... the teapot is talking..." Mr. Granger's face was full of surprise.

In fact, not only him, but also Mrs. Granger was surprised.

However, just as Mr. Granger finished speaking, the cart beside him said with obvious emotion:

"Is it strange to be able to speak? If it weren't for the fact that you are the father of the hostess, I wouldn't want to bring you food."

The cart's words made the two Grangers present blush. Hermione was shy about the word hostess. Although she had been called that in the manor before, it was the first time in front of her parents.

Mr. Granger was somewhat at a loss, as if he realized that he had made a common sense mistake. But what surprised him was that he had never seen furniture that could talk, whether in the Daily Prophet or in Diagon Alley.

On the side, Mrs. Granger covered her mouth and chuckled. She saw the performance of her husband and daughter. But she cared more about her daughter's attitude than her stupid husband. Now it seemed that everything had happened.

The guests might not care about this little joke, but as the host, Ino had to show it. He immediately raised his head and said:

"Old Jack, record it, and the cart will be confined for a day."

As the voice fell, an old voice sounded in the first-floor hall: "Yes, my master."

As the main body of the entire manor, although Old Jack was usually as quiet as if he was asleep, he did not make any noise. But everything that happened in the house was within its perception range, just like a butler who was available at any time.

"Ino~ It was just joking."

Hermione's voice was very long, as if she was acting like a spoiled child, she wanted to plead for the cart.

The reason was very simple. The other party was the first furniture to call her mistress after she entered the manor.

…

The episode was always short.

After the cart came to an end, Dongri drank a cup of warm black tea and exchanged Christmas gifts.

The gift was different from what was expected. As a dentist, Mr. Granger gave a new Philips razor, while Mrs. Granger gave a set of electric toothbrushes.

After opening the gift in person, Ino found that Mr. Granger was looking at him expectantly.

He was too familiar with this look. No matter how old a man is, there is always a teenager in his heart.

Ino snapped his fingers lightly, and the brand new razor instantly let out a childish sigh.

"Take the razor back with you. It's my return gift. Maybe it will take a long, long time before I can use it."

Ino handed the razor that had just awakened to Mr. Granger, and the middle-aged man in his forties immediately showed a childlike smile.