Chapter 1225 ? Dress Up

After Harris's performance ended, the clouds in the sky seemed to be overturned by the cheers on the ground in the commercial square of the floating city, and all the wizards could move freely in the floating city. Compared with the weird and terrifying, but more lively commercial street.

Various merchants also took the opportunity to throw out various discount activities, hoping to retain more customers and promote sales. And more wizards who had residences in the floating city rushed home, preparing to welcome those "trick or treat" little wizards, and let the other half take the children to ask for candy.

In addition to this activity, there is also the selection of the best costumes that will start soon-there will be voting booths at the intersection of each residential area, and a statistical evaluation will be carried out at the end.

And Hermione is undoubtedly one of them. As soon as the street tour ended, she didn't participate in the performance, so she handed over the follow-up work to some personnel in the umbrella, and hurried home by herself, wanting to let her parents' first Spend Halloween in the wizarding world and get involved as much as possible.

Besides, Hermione herself enjoyed winning these kinds of competitions, in fact the competition itself was her idea.

However, compared to their children, the Grangers at home are not as anxious as their daughters. They sat at home peacefully watching the magic TV live broadcasting the street patrol in the commercial plaza. The gate is acting as a guard, while Dobby is outside the courtyard checking the blueprints for the house that will be dressed up a bit.

As Muggles, they can't use magic, so they can't help much with the previous outfits, and Hermione is more used to and prefers to make decisions on such planning matters, so they don't even have to think about ideas Just wait for Hermione and Dobby to get things done and assign some tasks to participate in. In the afternoon when Hermione dressed up before, the couple no longer had the initial fear of wizards. Accompanied by the ghost knight and bodyguards Leisurely wandered around the homes of wizard neighbors.

At this time, the living room of the Grangers was filled with the sweet smell of pumpkins, and lying at their feet was a dog very similar to Jack Russell, with a red enslaved gem in the middle of its forehead, and its ears drooping It is in two pieces of inverted triangle, the nose is black and shiny, the muzzle is long and quite prominent, the lips are black, the body is covered with short black, tan and white hairs, and the forked tail is slapping the floor every now and then, trying to beg the hostess Some snacks to eat.

Suddenly, the dog stood up, pricked up its ears and listened for a while, then shook its forked tail, jumped out, and circled happily around Hermione who had just returned home.

"Emma! Don't grab my clothes!" Hermione grabbed the puppy by the neck, picked it up, hugged it into her arms, and made out, "Mom, someone sent by Aunt Josephine? Help us Got the license? It would have been illegal for us not to cut off Emma's tail..."

"Don't worry Hermione,

Rupert has already sent the certificate? When he sent the certificate, he said that our family doesn't need to worry too much about the certificate..." Mrs. Granger got up from the sofa and turned out a certificate with the emblem of the Ministry of Magic. Min shook? "Emma is not as aggressive towards us as advertised..."

"That's because I asked Allen to put a gem on it..." Hermione pursed her lips, she was a little ashamed of her behavior of enslaving other creatures? Because she has always been against this kind of behavior? But for For the safety of my parents, I have to do this again, "In short, parents, you'd better not walk around with our new neighbors..."

"Hermione, don't worry? Your dad and I told you? It's us who saw our new neighbors playing with this kind of dog for fun. He took the initiative to ask. Mr. Grindelwald warned us that this kind of dog has no magic power." The person is not very friendly, and he thoughtfully suggested some breeds suitable for us to raise." Mrs. Granger pursed her lips in disapproval, "Hermione? Your father and I understand, we know some of his rumors? But we Taught you, we should also need to have our own judgment? Instead of blindly judging others..."

"Hermione, I think Getler...maybe there was some kind of Dark Lord..." Mr. Granger looked at his daughter? "But at least not now? It's not about whether he's polite and friendly to me and your mother Question... Don't Mr. Dumbledore and Allen also trust him? Otherwise, they wouldn't invite him to be the vice-principal of the university, wouldn't they?" Mr. Granger asked back? Instead of suggesting that we get another one, he took the initiative to give us a small one...Maybe we should give these people who have done wrong things a chance to reform? Otherwise, it is likely to push him back to the dark side, right? ?"

Looking at the tone and demeanor of her parents, Hermione couldn't argue. She felt that her parents had undoubtedly been bewitched by the charm of their new neighbor Grindelwald. Of course, with Ellen and Dumbledore, plus the age of the other party, she also understands that the other party can't do anything else, and the attitude towards her parents probably has no other thoughts besides her own identity...

I don't think it's a big deal when I don't get in touch with Hermione much, but I live in the same block with him and can see each other's houses. In addition, I know that the other party has a litter of swallowtail dogs to raise, and my parents also raised such a dog. The matter made Hermione a little unhappy, and felt that Grindelwald didn’t seem to have any change in his attitude towards Muggles—because the swallowtail dog is a three-star dangerous magical animal native to southeast England Ministry, it's a terrific scavenger, eating everything it comes across, from goblins to old tires. And it is undoubtedly a creature bred by wizards, because it is extremely loyal to wizards, but it has a cruel attitude towards Muggles who don't have magic power on them.

Any wizard who wants to apply to keep a swallow-tailed dog must first complete a simple test at the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, proving that he has the ability to control a swallow-tailed dog in a Muggle-inhabited area, and then he can receive a license from the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures . And the owner of a swallow-tailed dog is legally obliged to use a painless cutting spell to remove its peculiar tail when the swallow-tailed dog is six to eight weeks old, so as to prevent the swallow-tailed dog from attracting the attention of Muggles. Licensed by the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures.

Knowing that her daughter was worried about herself, Mrs. Granger put away the certificate and poured Hermione a glass of pumpkin juice with her own hands: "Hermione, you should focus on today's house competition and Crookshanks and Cotton's As for the weight loss plan... After all, they are not like Emma who eats a lot and doesn't seem to gain weight... Can you explain the arrangement to us again?"

"Okay Mom! Wait for the kids to come in, Dad, wait for the kids to come in, and you pour out this bucket of black mist behind the door, and I will set up illusions for you so that they can't notice you; when the fog clears, Mommy You just put out a cage of pygmy cattails, I rented them from the lady owner of Wonder Zoo... the branch at Hogwarts is way better than hers in Diagon Alley... oh well, they roll around under the cover of fog anyway It's easy to rub against those children, this furry feeling will be very scary at this time... Dobby? Dobby, come here..." Hermione waved to the outside of the courtyard and Dobby teleported to the master, "Dobby Bee, when the children are scared by the pygmy pampas, you need to sneak candies into their baskets before they run away... Can you imagine the expressions on their faces when they find out that there are some more candies in their baskets?"

"Oh, Master Hermione is a genius! This is terrible! Dobby will complete the task!" Dobby also dressed up today, and Hermione, who is particularly tolerant of house-elves, didn't even dictate his outfit, allowing him Design your own costumes - while maybe his new socks won't scare wizards today, his new clothes will surely scare the other house-elves.

"Speaking of candy, Molly is much friendlier than me. She took the time to make some toffee finger cakes for the children, and distributed a lot to us and neighbors in the afternoon..." Mrs. Granger looked a little uncomfortable. , "Your dad and I don't know how to make candies. I don't know if wizard children would like these tooth-healthy candies that your dad used to reward obedient children who came to the doctor when he was still a dentist..."

"Don't worry Mummy, Daddy these candies are sure to be novel enough for wizards...and didn't I add some wizard's Tooth Mints to them? They just happen to clean the teeth of today's kids." Hermione looked away. Thinking more about Dobby's outfit, she drank a big mouthful of pumpkin juice, took out a napkin and pressed it lightly on her mouth, then folded it in half and threw it into the trash can. Something is missing.

"Hermione, don't be too anxious, we've already rehearsed a few times." Mr. Granger patted Hermione on the shoulder, hesitated and persuaded, "But... I don't know the extent of wizards, but you will I won't take it too seriously, after all, it's just dealing with some children who want sugar..."

"It's okay Dad, there are some adult parents who will follow the children into the yard, we can focus more on them! They will vote for us." Hermione didn't want to admit defeat in the competition, she turned to the door The dead soul knight shouted, "Bjorn, Ivar... I will arrange an illusion for you later to disguise you as armor, and then when they run away in fright..."

Hermione turned to the Necromancer guards again, "You guys pretend to be armor warriors and wear armor at home. When they wake up from the illusion, let them have a few seconds to react, then come alive and rush towards them to get them out of the house. scare away..."

Hermione tapped her fingers on her arm, wondering if there was a loophole.

"Your mother and I went shopping for a long time this afternoon, and found that although you wizards do a good job in special effects, it seems that you basically don't have much expertise in the horror film industry..." Mr. Granger seemed to feel a little disrespectful, and changed his words, "However, Getler and Mr. Dumbledore arranged the house well, and they made a cannibal restaurant in the yard very innovatively. The theme is still based on the movie "Silence of the Lambs" made by us ordinary people! I see it It was quite scary... and invited our family to have dinner later when we are busy here, and Getler will cook for us and show us a little bit."

Hermione blushed and was a little annoyed when she heard Grindelwald invite them over to eat the meal he cooked himself, because it reminded her of her culinary mistakes that put the old man in the hospital— —and then Miss Know-it-all's mind was on what she'd just heard about the scary things about their house, and she began to wonder what else the room could do for her to win the competition.

"Maybe we should add something for the competition? Maybe I should catch a few dementors and put them under the entrance floor, so that their breath can create some atmosphere for us?" Hermione was a little unsure whether to put this The thing was used on a child, and she turned to look at the Necromancer Knight, "By the way, Ivar, can your head be taken off? I mean take it off temporarily, can you still talk after taking it off?"

"Ah? My head?" Necromancer Ivar was a little confused by Hermione's hardcore question, and before he could react, his helmet was pulled off. A cold light flashed, and the Necromancer's head He fell to the ground in the exclamation of Granger's house, his head rolled on the ground, staring angrily at the culprit who was putting away the axe and yelling, "Bjorn, what are you doing, you idiot?"

"Miss Granger, you can use his head as you like! No problem!" The other ghost knight, Bjorn put away his ax and said respectfully, then kicked his head on the ground, "Ivar is my fellow My half-brother, this melon is notoriously boneless, I'll just install it for him after it's used up."