themonasnovels Chapter 287 Are these lips sweet?
Chapter 287 Are these lips sweet?
Chapter 287 Are these lips sweet?
William ignored the sudden appearance of bobo tea, still staring at the pot.
The butter was boiling hot, he waved his wand lightly, the cabinet door opened, and six eggs circled in the sky and floated out.
"Wanxiang Tianyin!" William, who suffered from secondary illness again, lightly moved his arm.
The eggs hit the pan like comets, the yolk and white fell into the hot oil, and the shells flew into the trash can.
The wand shook again.
The flame turns blue and one side of the egg liquid starts to coagulate.
Soon, the egg was turned over, and both sides turned golden yellow, exuding a strong fragrance.
William snapped his fingers, and two plates floated out of the cabinet, and he put fried eggs on them.
The bacon fell again, tap-dancing on the plate, lined up, falling into the frying pan like a good baby...
perfect!
Cooking with magic is just so comfortable.
It actually gave William the illusion that he was taking pictures of the Chinese little boss... It's a pity that the food can't shine.
At this time, Hermione came quietly and made a silent motion to Bobo Tea.
Like a cat, she moved slowly, and when she approached, she suddenly stuffed a snowball into William's collar.
William had noticed the girl long ago, but he just didn't care.
At this time, he grinned and took the snowball out of his clothes, but with a retraction of his neck, the snowball fell on his back.
"Sorry, sorry!"
Hermione also quickly helped to take out the snowball. She was not taking out the snowball, but she was covering her hands. The cold touch made William gasp several times.
Hermione giggled, and warmed her cold little hands before taking them back.
After a while of romping, the bacon was cooked, and they turned their heads again, jumped into the bowl, and waited to be eaten happily.
After eating, William began to give Hermione rehabilitation treatment.
The so-called rehabilitation treatment is nothing more than oral administration, external application, plus magic therapy.
Hermione needs to drink a pot of revealing potion, and then mix it with hair suppressant.
Hermione's current condition is much better than before, and most of the feline features on her face are gone.
But it still has cat ears, and the whole body is fluffy... But it can't be seen with clothes.
Of course, there is still a slender tail that has not been removed, and William is going to help her get rid of it at the end.
After drinking the potion, William sat cross-legged, with Hermione pillowed on his lap, and he gently took off the girl's blouse and transformed her body.
After a full hour, the cat's hair was slightly reduced.
This frustrates Hermione, and taking a ruler to measure the length every hour has become a habit for her.
So, you can talk nonsense, but you can't drink potions.
The cost of drinking potions indiscriminately is very high, and recovery is a technical task. If Hermione only relies on the revealing potion, Hermione will not be able to return to her original appearance after school starts next semester.
After today's rehabilitation work was over, the two walked to the yard. After the heavy snowfall, the clouds were low, and the sky was full of gorgeous fire clouds.
Hermione ran around in the snow, trying to build two crooked snowmen.
—William, Hermione.
Hermione seemed satisfied with her artistic creation, smiled, stood up and clapped her hands, and entered the room.
William sat at the door, staring blankly at the sight. Hermione also moved a plush recliner and lay down next to him. After lying down, he swayed, babbled, and sang out-of-key Scottish tunes.
William glanced at the two pitiful snowmen, sat up and asked with a smile:
"To catch fish? The koi in the river have been raised for a semester, and they should be fattened up. We will eat them at night."
Around the house, there is a small river that circles around, and William has stocked a lot of fish.
William led Hermione along a rocky path in the yard, towards the river.
The river was frozen, and the reeds taller than a person by the water were covered with snowflakes. The cold wind blew, and the snowflakes scattered like catkins in the sky.
Both of them wore warm-up badges. Not only were they not cold, but they were also very warm.
Hermione held an umbrella and only focused on looking at the scenery, while William waved his wand and built a wooden elevated ferry with a length of one meter out of the water.
It was snowing heavily, and William dug a hole in the ice, and added some nest-making ingredients containing dragon's blood into it.
Dragon's blood is fatal to most animals and will definitely attract most fish.
The two sat here for only 5 minutes, and five or six koi swam under the ice.
Hermione held a small telescope and looked into the distance through the wind and snow.
Their place belongs to a flat ground halfway up the mountain, from which they can see the scene of the village.
Hermione suddenly said in surprise, "There are a lot of people at the Burrow!"
"They're all reporters," William said softly.
"What are they here for?"
"I want to interview Mr. Weasley." William took out a copy of the Daily Prophet from his ring.
It read - Arthur Weasley, Director of the Investigative Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Department at the Ministry of Magic, was fined fifty Galleons for enchanting a Muggle car, his son Ron Weasley Assaulted the principal's son at school...
"Aren't these reporters going home for Christmas?"
Hermione folded the newspaper and saw some snowflakes falling on William's shoulders. After helping him lightly knock it off, she moved the umbrella towards him.
"They only came here at Christmas, to see if Mr. and Mrs. Weasley would come back, but they went to Romania."
"Are they coming to our place?" Hermione asked worriedly.
She doesn't want to be photographed by reporters with her current appearance!
"No." William reassured. "I cast the Fidelity Charm around the house, they can't get in."
After catching four or five fish, William took Hermione back to the hut, and they began to decorate the room.
Hermione hung thick friezes of holly and mistletoe all over the room, and William dragged a cedar tree and made it a Christmas tree, sparkling with golden stars.
The two of them worked until the evening, and the house was almost set up. William started to cook, and Hermione helped.
Tonight is Christmas Eve, even if there are only two people and two cats, the dinner is still very rich.
After eating, William took Hermione to practice magic for a while.
After the girl was exhausted, the two little people, covered with a thick blanket, curled up on the sofa to watch a movie.
The sofa that William bought at the time was so big that when the sideboard was folded down, it was almost like a bed.
At this time, the movie "400 Years of Surprise" was playing on TV, telling the story of vampires.
In the era of 1992, there were not many entertainment facilities, and there were only a few familiar classic movies.
Hermione insisted on staying up until tomorrow morning to see her Christmas present before going to bed, so neither of them went back to their rooms, planning to stay up on the sofa tonight.
For this reason, she also prepared many movie videos such as "Porco Rosso" and "Scent of a Woman".
William had watched most of them in his previous life, so he fell asleep lying on the sofa before finishing the first one.
Hermione, the champion of staying up late, yawned. She was also sleepy, so she stood up barefooted, turned off the TV and lights, and quickly slid back under the blanket like a cat.
Hermione lay on her side beside William, carefully lowering her head, relying on the dim light in the room, looking at the face she had never been so close to.
A strand of brown hair from the girl's sideburns drooped to William's eyes, and the boy's long eyelashes fluttered slightly.
She suddenly bowed her head,
touch,
Then separate.
Hermione rested her little head lightly on William's arm, then wrapped her in the blanket.
In the dark,
She touched her hot cheeks and licked her lips.
like,
I feel nothing.
It says in the book...is it very sweet?
……
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(End of this chapter)