Altar of the Heavens of Harry Potter

After buying materials from Diagon Alley, Canaan hurried back home, he didn't want to be caught by his parents, otherwise it would be a drop of money and a foot ban.

Came to the door of the house, and while no one was around, Canaan skillfully used a floating spell against a wooden board, which he placed in front of the door when he came down.

Stepped on the floating wooden board, he rose slowly, climbed into the window.

Saw that the hair on the door handle did not change, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Canaan now desperately wants to learn the phantom transformation, otherwise he can't eat it every day.

"Can I also buy a flying broom?" Canaan suddenly thought that although he was somewhat dismissive of this flying way on a broom, he had to say that if he was riding a flying broom and added a magic spell, I don't have to run back and forth so hard every day.

Well, he decided to do it. He planned to slip out again tomorrow and buy a flying broom in Diagon Alley.

Came to the living room, and Sindra and Alice were sitting together watching cartoons-cats and mice. Looking at their looks, as if they could understand the plot completely, Canaan sighed, and he wouldn't be surprised at what Huobao did now.

"Canaan, come and try my newly-made mousse cake, I made one morning." Helen wore an apron and came out of the kitchen holding a piece of cake with a little flour on her white and tender face.

"Mom, why did you suddenly think of making a new-style cake?" Canaan cut a small bite with a knife and put it in his mouth to try it. It was good, soft and sweet.

"Your auntie Jenny said she would come to our house as a guest, and her daughter Hermione would come by then. I'm going to prepare some delicious food for them to taste." Helen went on to say, "Yes, please ask for dinner They eat hot pot, they must have never tried Chinese cuisine. "

"Isn't Hermione alone?" Canaan asked doubtfully.

"Yesterday I talked to your Auntie Jenny on the phone. She said that Hermione was sulking and decided by herself. But Auntie Jenny has n’t been to London for a long time, just came together and got together with us." , Looks very much looking forward to their arrival.

Canaan smiled, it is indeed the heroine Hermione, who can see the stubborn and independent personality from an early age.

The time soon arrived on Friday of this week. After lunch, Canaan was sent by Helen to buy the ingredients for the hot pot, and she prepared it early in the kitchen.

The sun is going west, the thick clouds on the far side, the colors are light and dark, and London in the afterglow is full of traffic and bustling.

"Mom, is this London?" Hermione and her mother got off the bus. There are many tall buildings on the street where people walk by, and she looks at it curiously with her head tilted.

"Well, this is London, we need to get to your Aunt Helen's house as soon as possible, and don't let them wait too long." Jenny took Hermione's little hand and looked at the sun that was about to fall, anxiously.

"Hi! Jenny!" Lincoln waved his hand across the road. Helen was called here and waited shortly after finishing his work today.

Jenny saw Lincoln and waved her hand in response. She quickly said to Hermione, "Remember what I told you at home. When I arrived at Aunt Helen's house, be polite and call Brother Canaan."

"Humph! I don't want to! He kept cheating me, I waited for his letter for a long time, this time I came to him to settle accounts!" Hermione looked very angry.

Jenny saw Hermione's expression and was amused and laughed, thinking of her daughter's temper, she shook her head helplessly.

......

Fen Chen, Hermione and Canaan's family gathered around the hot pot at the dinner table.

"This is China's hot pot?" Hermione wrinkled her nose and looked at the bottom of the spicy hot pot, not sure.

"Well, Chinese hot pot has a history of more than two thousand years. This is a mandarin duck pot. It is spicy and not spicy on the one side. You put the food you want to eat and it will be eaten later," Canaan sat next to Hermione and explained patiently.

"Humph, how do you use this?" Hermione pouted, pointing to a pair of bamboo chopsticks on the table. She had always been cherished that Canaan would not return her letter.

"This is called chopsticks, Chinese tableware. You can hold the force with your thumb and forefinger like me, and then use your **** to hold it. You can pick up the vegetables." Canaan picked up a piece of lamb and put it in the pot. Hermione is doing the demonstration.

Watching Hermione fail several times, Canaan smiled and said, "You can use the clip that your mother prepared for you. The chopsticks need some practice."

"Don't, I can." The little girl was not convinced to lose, and still struggled with chopsticks and a piece of meat in a hot pot.

Canaan watched the hard work of Hermione, and put a few pieces of meat into Hermione's bowl. When he looked up, he found that the three pairs of eyes were staring at himself.

"Uh, little girl, need to eat more meat and make up." Canaan found reasons for his actions just now, and then rarely blushed, but he thought that the spicy pot bottom was too hot today. Right, that is it!

After the dinner, Helen and Jenny were packing up in the kitchen. Canaan's face was a sweat on the sofa. Hermione was teasing Alice. She had loved pets since she was a child.

"Canaan, you have to sleep with Hermione at night." Lincoln said while eating the mousse cake while watching TV.

"Does our family still have a study?"

"Yes, I will sleep in the study." Lincoln looked helpless.

"......"

"This is decided by your mother. The study bed is too small to sleep only one person. And she thinks you can't do anything at this age"

Canaan listened to the black line in his brain, and it was indeed a mother.

"Okay, Dad is willing to sacrifice for you again. I'll go to the kitchen to see you and you have a good chat with Hermione." Lincoln smiled strangely and got up and left.

"Do I want to sleep with you at night?" Hermione looked at Canaan with big eyes after hearing the chat.

"Well, it was sleeping on a bed, you know, not long after we moved, many things were not fully equipped." Canaan greeted Hermione's gaze and explained shamefully.

"That's right, you have to tell me the story of" The Lord of the Rings ", and those Marvel books are almost turned over by me." Hermione said naively to Canaan.

"No problem." Canaan agreed readily.

At this moment, there was movement outside the window, and Canaan found an owl hovering outside. He opened the window, and a white owl flew in with a letter, and landed on the coffee table in the middle of the living room ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ Wow, an owl who can send a letter! "Hermione opened her mouth wide, as if seeing the incredible picture, even the hand that had been holding the cat stopped.

"You will receive it in the future." Canaan said while opening the envelope. He was also curious who would send a letter to himself at this time, and he had never seen this owl.

"From: Rove Scamander"

Rov's letter, the American boy who loves magical animals.

"Whose letter is your friend's?" Hermione posted to Canaan with her toes and head stretched out, curious to see the contents of the letter.

Canaan saw her delicate face close to Hermione, and said a little unnaturally, "A letter from an American friend."

He collected the letter and prepared to read it again at night. He took out some owl feed and fed the owl.

"How can you have American friends, have you been to the United States?" Hermione asked curiously after seeing Canaan put away the letter.

"Yes, I went to the United States to see my grandfather at the front end." Canaan had not yet decided whether to tell Hermione about the magic world. He distributed some of the feed to Hermione.

"Hermione, do you think there will be magic in this world?"

"Are you talking about what you wrote in the book, there are a group of mages who guard the earth. They can wear it from the side of the earth to the other." She said, she gestured with joy.

"Uh, almost, but the magic world I'm talking about is a bit different, you wait." Canaan sent the full-bodied owl away from the window.

Saw several adults still in the kitchen, then Canaan grabbed Hermione's little hand, "You come with me to the bedroom."

He decided to show Hermione the magical world of magic.