Harry Potter: Super Magic God

Chapter 82 Mutual Understanding

Before Lucius could react, he had already been bumped into a bookshelf, and the thick spell books on the shelf were smashed on their heads one after another.

Fred swung his arms and yelled, "Come on, punch him, you're awesome, Dad."

Mrs Weasley screamed, "Arthur, don't do this, stop."

Ron took the opportunity to rush towards Malfoy, but was grabbed by the quick-witted Mrs. Weasley, "You want to cause trouble for me too."

The screams and confusion in the corner immediately spread to the rest of the bookstore, everyone panicked, fled in a panic, and knocked down more bookshelves, causing more exclamations.

"Stop, gentlemen, please, please, please." The bookstore clerk reassured everyone with a pitiful voice, but it was useless.

Until a loud voice suppressed all the voices in the hall, "Let me go, gentlemen, let me go..."

A giant half a body taller than the people walked in, and Hagrid used his barrel-like body to push through the crowd and stepped up. He pulled Mr. Weasley and Lucius away at once, and Mr. Weasley's forehead was red and swollen, even standing aside, glaring at Lucius.

The corners of Lucius' eyes were blue and purple, and he was still holding Ginny's "Elementary Transformation Guide" in his hand. He shoved the book into her hand, and there was a chilling light in his eyes.

"Little girl... take it, your dad can't afford new things every time." Lucius broke free from Hagrid's arm, took Draco, and hurried out the door.

"You don't need to pay attention to him, Arthur." Hagrid reached out to tidy Mr. Weasley's robes, but accidentally pushed him to a stagger. "They're so bad, they're the whole family, everyone knows that. Mal The Fu family can't be trusted, even their blood stinks. Don't care what they say, let's go out."

The clerk looked at the culprits who caused the accident in front of him, and wanted to stop them and ask for compensation, but seeing Hagrid's huge body, the two were still tall, and quietly shrank back.

After going out the door, the Grangers were trembling with fear. They had heard too many terrible rumors in the wizarding world. Although this time it was just a fight, they couldn't help but be afraid.

Mrs. Weasley gasped. "You're really, really good for the kids. What would Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart think of a fight in public..."

"He's overjoyed." Fred said disapprovingly. "When I just came out, I heard that he asked the guy from the Daily Prophet to also write the fight into the report, so as to create a sensation."

It was not until they returned to the Leaky Cauldron Bar that everyone gradually recovered from what had just happened, rested for a while, and finally got their way. Harry and the Weasleys were finally meeting the Burrow, and the Grangers were going home.

Everyone said goodbye reluctantly, and Harry and Ron deliberately left Hermione's phone number.

Hermione quietly followed her parents back home, and when she returned to the safety of her home, it was as if nothing had been discovered. Everything is as usual, the home is still peaceful, intimate and warm. But what happened in Diagon Alley kept replaying in her mind.

At night, Hermione couldn't read books, and she didn't do the daily meditation as usual. She felt so confused, she had never been so overwhelmed as she was today.

"Mom, why don't I go to school at Hogwarts." Hermione held a teddy bear and knocked on her mother's study. Mrs. Granger was reading an academic report on the frontiers of medicine under a bright lamp. .

Mrs. Granger raised her head from the lamp, took off the eyes on the bridge of her nose, and looked at her daughter in surprise, she knew how obsessed her daughter was with Hogwarts, "What's the matter, baby, not happy? Tell mom."

"Mom, I don't want to go to Hogwarts anymore.

"Hermione said listlessly, holding the teddy bear, bowing her head.

Mrs. Granger stood up and led Hermione to the sofa in the study. Let my daughter sit down and bring her a glass of hot milk. "Is it because of what happened at Lihen Bookstore today?"

"Yeah." Hermione sat on the sofa, her head still lowered, just hugging the teddy bear tightly.

Mrs. Granger reached out, rubbed Hermione's head lightly, and said softly, "But this is over, it's all settled, Mr. Weasley is a trustworthy friend. Don't worry too much. Much, baby."

"No... not past... Mom!" Hermione's voice trembled a little. "I was so careless, I never noticed, I shouldn't be so sloppy."

"I love the magic, the weirdness, and I'm very good at them. I can easily learn the spells that can suffocate other classmates. But Mom and Dad don't need magic, Mom and Dad have their own lives and respectable jobs. "Mum and Dad shouldn't be called Muggles, and Mum and Dad shouldn't be afraid of what happened to me."

Hermione's eyes were already wet, and she looked at her mother blankly.

"Baby, you are so sensible." Mrs. Granger said softly, "Mom and Dad want you to be happy. This is the most important thing to us."

Mrs Granger sat down beside Hermione and put her arm around her shoulder.

"I didn't believe it at first when we received the admission letter to Hogwarts. We were also very worried when the teacher came to prove it. Mom and Dad are dentists, which is a good job. It's also a very stable, very peaceful job. Our lives won't be particularly colorful, but we like the peace we have now."

"Yeah!" Hermione responded in a low voice. She also liked her family and the quiet life at home, although she agreed and longed for Hogwarts' Bizarre Adventure.

"I thought about not letting you go to Hogwarts. I have never seen the wizarding world. I don't know what kind of job you will find after graduation. I don't even know if your classmates are bald and big noses. Gawgw." Mrs Granger recalled last year.

"Haha" Hearing this, Hermione couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"I also have to worry about how you fall in love. Maybe you can only marry a wizard after graduation. Otherwise, other boys will be scared away by your witch identity." Mrs. Granger turned her head and stared at He. Min, his eyes are full of worry.

"Yeah." Hermione was a little moved when she heard her mother's worries, but her ears felt a little hot. My mother thought so far, she was only twelve years old.

"It was your father who convinced me." Mrs. Granger's eyes were shining, "your father told me that a daughter is not a continuation of our life, a daughter is not a continuation of our life, not a replica of us."

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