Hogwarts Melon Eater Chapter 221

An ordinary avenue in Westminster, London, people are walking in a hurry, wearing felt hats and scarves large or small, they bury their faces in the scarves, only their eyes are exposed, trying to avoid people they may know- It's too cold today to reach out and say hello.

A homeless man slipped and fell by the red phone booth. No one came to help him. It was too cold, not because he was too dirty.

The homeless man muttered and stood up holding the phone booth, accidentally looking in through the small window, and looking at the person in the phone booth, "Hi! Hello sir," the man with the phone receiver greeted him politely, "Your scarf is good. ," The tramp subconsciously touched his rotten scarf and got a little angry. He thought the man in front of him was mocking him, but what happened next made him forget his anger, because the man disappeared in front of him.

"Hey! Is this some kind of prank?" The homeless man yelled and opened the door of the phone booth, then paused and stayed there for a full five seconds. He slapped his forehead, "I don't have anyone to call!"

"Muggle..." In the McDonald's on the street, a pair of gray eyes watched all this through the not-clean window, "Too stupid..." The blond-haired man in a suit turned his gaze back to him.

Greasy dining table, uncleaned salad dressing, like a hamburger with a flattened butt, and a 'barbarian' eating frantically, the blond man's brows furrowed, "Mr. Adams, thank you for your kindness. , but I still think...I can't eat these disgusting...Muggle things," he looked at his exquisite watch, "Thanks Merlin, we still have time to go to the western restaurant on the corner..."

"Oh! Mr. Lou—Mr. Hughes!" Adams was enjoying himself with a hamburger in one hand and a Coke in the other, and he finally swallowed the food stuffed up in his mouth, "I'm not going anywhere, these wonderful food prisons Tie me down, seriously, you gotta try something new! Hiccup!" Adams drank half a Coke with his head up, then hiccupped.

"Merlin's beard!" Lucius stood up abruptly, which attracted the attention of the people around the table. Of course, this attention disappeared after Lucius raised his wand to cast the Muggle Shielding Charm.

"Great shielding spell, Mr. Lucius," Adams took time to applaud Lucius, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, so sloppy that Lucius wanted to wipe his mouth off with a tissue on the table. Floor.

"Alas...this is not the place to talk about business," Lucius sighed, and finally sat down on the orange plastic chair again. He sat very forward and stiff, probably because he didn't want his noble pureblood. Ass has too much contact with this chair full of 'Muggle germs'.

Adams put down the hamburger in his hand, picked up the Coke and shook it, listening to the crashing sound of the ice cubes inside, "There is no better place to talk about business than here, Mr. Lucius, look at this, every time Everyone is busy with their own business, couples quarreling, friends chatting, children huddled together to copy homework, the only thing that will attract everyone's attention is the fierce and loud clerk - no one will pay attention to two eating hamburgers An ordinary gentleman who communicates closely."

"But they're all—Muggles!" Lucius didn't feel comfortable staying in the Muggle crowd, and of course, it could also be because the Muggle uncle behind him had taken off his coat because of the heating, exuding an unpleasant smell. Very nice body odor.

"Muggle!" Adams picked up the burger again, waved exaggeratedly, and tossed the salad dressing from the burger onto Lucius' tie, "This is the essence, they don't understand our conversation at all! It doesn't get any better than this. It's safe, they'll just think we're two lunatics, or occult lovers—"

Adams shrugged, "Mr. Lucius, we should hurry up, if you have anything to discuss with me - I have to deal with a werewolf-related incident in a moment, which involves a gut and half a With a broken leg, I have to brace myself for it all."

"Okay—" Lucius stared at the burger in Adams' hands, trying to make himself look relaxed, "You know Ms. Bagnoll will retire this year, right?"

"Hmm, she did say something like that," Adams raised his eyebrows, "Speaking of which, it's been really 'competitive' lately. I've resorted to all kinds of tricks, even poor Fudge, who has no threat at all. After being targeted, Mr. Lucius, I didn't know you were so challenging and wanted to try that position?"

"I'm not in that mood," Lucius shook his head, "but I'm curious about who's going to take that seat, and—what I want to know is, what does Ms. Bagnou want in the end? She recently started investigating Sirius. The Blake escape - with an uncharacteristic level of seriousness, is she struggling to bear the taint of her political career, or is she hoping to use it to stay in her place for a few more years?"

"You're thinking too much, Mr. Lucius," Adams looked at his watch, "I can tell you that Ms. Bagnoll will definitely retire this Christmas Eve when the bell rings, absolutely on time, one No more or no less - I hope you're happy with this Christmas present."

"That sounds good," Lucius felt the button on his neckline, "but I always like to ask why, Adams, I know Ms. Bagnoy's spirits have been a little sluggish lately, and you've often provided personal Give her some Fantastic Beasts stuff - what does that mean?"

Adams finished his hamburger, "meaning I'm going to work soon," he stood up, "Mr. Lucius, I love the horned camel horn you gave me, just like Ms. Bagno loved me too. Like the Winged venom that she gave her, oh, by the way that venom has the power to erase bad memories - it's normal gift-giving between friends."

"That's all I can say, my friend," Adams picked up the coat he set aside and put it on his arm, "Have a nice day, Mr. Lucius."

Adams turned around, and the smile on his face instantly collapsed when he couldn't see Lucius, if it wasn't for the sake of the horned camel's horn—

"Adams!" Lucius stopped the man who was about to leave the McDonald's.

"Yes sir?" Adams turned around with a perfunctory smile on his face, "What else?"

"Harry Potter is missing?" Lucius asked the question without any hesitation, it sounded like a statement, Adams paused for a few seconds, then shrugged nonchalantly, "This news is out of date, Harry. Potter is staying where he should be, Mr. Lucius, if nothing else..."

"Goodbye, Adams," Lucius waved at Adams, watching him pull open the glass door and walk out of the restaurant, Lucius didn't leave immediately, he sat in a chair and thought for a while, Ms. What sad memory do you want to forget? If what Adams says is true, then maybe it's time to investigate...

"Get out of my sight, Muggle!" Lucius impatiently opened the clerk's hand. The young clerk blowing bubblegum was dutifully cleaning up the mess left by Adams, and her eyes kept drifting to Lu Hughes, this just disturbed Lucius thinking.

"Ow!" The bubblegum exploded, sticking to the clerk's mouth, "What's wrong with you?!" She cleaned the bubblegum off her face in dissatisfaction, and then saw the rude customer take out a wooden stick and wave it He said something that didn't make any sense.

"Hmph," Lucius stood up arrogantly and walked past the clerk, "Rude Muggles..."

Lucius didn't look back~www.mtlnovel.com~, so he didn't notice - the young Muggle clerk was not disturbed by the Muggle Shielding Charm, and kept staring at his neck.

The young 'Muggle clerk' took off the hat on her head and put her white blonde hair on her shoulders smoothly. This girl who looked no more than eighteen years old had beautiful blue eyes. The skin is unimaginably white, even more white in the yellow McDonald's overalls, and the whole person seems to be glowing.

She stared at the door for a while, and finally frowned and snorted, "Sorrowful wizard," the four fangs loomed in her mouth, but in the end she didn't do anything.

"Nya!" the manager's voice called from the counter, a serious middle-aged bald man who was meticulous, "Tie up your hair! I know they're pretty, but I didn't invite you but model-- Go to work!"

"Yes—" Niya took out a headband from her jacket pocket, skillfully tied herself into a ponytail, put on her hat again, and prepared to pick up the dinner plate on the table, "Huh?" She bent down and picked it up on the ground A red warm feather arrived.

She squatted on the ground, held the feather and looked at it for a while, then she smiled, showing her dimples, and all her four fangs were exposed, looking a little hideous.

"Finally having some fun," she said.

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