After Harris' performance, the clouds in the commercial square of the floating city seemed to have been overturned by the cheers on the ground. All the wizards were free to move around on the floating city. The wizards laughed and laughed as they strolled around the commercial street, which was much more lively than usual. The atmosphere was a little creepier than usual.
Various merchants also took the opportunity to throw out various preferential discounts, hoping to retain more customers and promote sales. Most of the adepts who had residences on the floating cities hurried back home, preparing to welcome the trick-or-treating adepts and having their partners bring their children to ask for candy.
In addition, along with this activity, there was also the upcoming Best Costume Selection. There were voting booths at every residential street entrance, and the final statistical judgment would be carried out.
Without a doubt, Hermione was one of them. After the street patrol ended, Hermione, who didn't participate in any of the performances, left the follow-up matters to some of the members of the Umbrella Society. She hurried back home, hoping that her parents could participate in the first Halloween in the magic world as much as possible.
Moreover, Hermione herself also liked to win this kind of competition. In fact, the competition itself was her idea.
However, compared with their children, the Granger couple at home did not have the anxiety of their daughter. They sat at home and watched the live broadcast of the patrol in the commercial square on magic TV. Two Undead Knights stood at the gate as guards, and D.U.O.B.Y was outside the courtyard checking the drawings of the gloomy house that would be dressed up.
As Muggle, they could not use magic, so they could not help much in the previous costume. Hermione was more accustomed to such planning matters and preferred to make the decision herself, so they simply did not even think about ideas. They just waited for Hermione and Dobby to finish things, and then they would assign some tasks to participate. In the afternoon when Hermione dressed up, the couple had lost their initial fear of wizards. Accompanied by the Undead Knights and bodyguards, they leisurely strolled around the homes of their wizard neighbors.
At this time, the Granger couple's living room was filled with the sweet smell of pumpkin. Lying at their feet was a dog very similar to Jack Russell Hound. It had a red enslavement gem in the middle of its forehead, two inverted triangles hanging down its ears, a shiny black nose, a long and protruding nose and mouth, black lips, and short black, tan, and white hair. Its forked tail slapped the floor from time to time, trying to ask the hostess for some snacks.
Suddenly, the somewhat listless dog stood up, pricked up its ears, and listened. Then, it shook its forked tail, jumped out, and circled around Hermione who had just returned home happily.
"Emma! Don't grab my clothes! " Hermione grabbed the puppy's neck, picked it up, and hugged it in her arms. "Mom, are you sent by Aunt Josephine?
Did you get the permit for us?
We didn't cut off Emma's tail, which is already illegal … "
"Don't worry, Hermione. Rupert has sent the certificate?
He said that we don't have to worry too much about the certificate … "Mrs. Granger got up from the sofa.
She took out a certificate with the Ministry of Magic's badge and shook it in front of Hermione.
"Emma doesn't seem to be aggressive towards us as advertised …"
"That's because I asked Allen to give it a gem …" Hermione pursed her lips. She was a little ashamed of her actions of enslaving other creatures.
Because she had always been against this kind of behavior.
But for the safety of her parents, she had to do it. "Anyway, mom, dad, it's best if you don't interact with our new neighbor …"
"Hermione, don't worry.
Did your dad and I tell you?
We saw our new neighbor playing with this kind of dog and thought it was fun, so we asked him. Mr. Grindelwald warned us that this kind of dog is not friendly to people without magic power, and he also thoughtfully suggested some breeds that are suitable for us. "Mrs. Granger pursed her lips in disagreement." Hermione?
Your dad and I understand that we know some rumors about him.
But we taught you that we should have our own judgment.
Don't blindly judge others … "
"Hermione, I think Gatler … Maybe he was The Dark Lord in the past …" Mr. Granger looked at his daughter.
"But at least he's not now.
This isn't a question of whether he's polite and friendly to your mom and me … Don't Mr. Dumbledore and Allen trust him too? Otherwise, they wouldn't have invited him to be the vice president of the university, right? "Mr. Granger asked.
"Also, after Gatler confirmed that Alan had sent this gem over, he changed his suggestion to let us raise something else and took the initiative to give us a small one … Maybe we should give these people who have done something wrong before a chance to turn over a new leaf? Otherwise, they might be forced back to the dark side, right? "
Looking at her parents' tone and expression, Hermione couldn't defend herself. She felt that her parents had undoubtedly been bewitched by their new neighbor, Grindelwald's charm. Of course, with Allen and Dumbledore around, plus Grindelwald's age, she knew that he wouldn't be able to do anything else. Other than her identity, he probably didn't have any other intentions towards her parents.
Usually, Hermione didn't have much contact with him, so she didn't think much of it. However, living in the same neighborhood as him and being able to see each other's houses, plus knowing that he had raised a nest of Swallowtail Dogs, which caused her parents to raise one too, made Hermione a little unhappy. She felt that Grindelwald's attitude towards Muggle didn't change at all. This was because the Swallowtail Dog was a three-star danger level mystical animal that originated in the South East of England. It was a great scavenger, eating everything from goblins to old tires. Without a doubt, it was a creature bred by wizards because it was extremely loyal to wizards. However, it was very cruel towards the Muggle that didn't have any magic on them.
If any wizard wanted to apply to raise a Swallowtail Dog, they had to first complete a simple test at the Department of Mystical Creatures Control to prove that they had the ability to control a Swallowtail Dog in the Muggle neighborhood. Only then could they obtain a license from the Department of Mystical Creatures Control. The owner of the Swallowtail Dog was legally obliged to use a painless cutting spell to cut off its strange tail when it was six to eight weeks old. This was to prevent the Swallowtail Dog from attracting the Muggle's attention. Only then would they be issued a license by the Department of Mystical Creatures Control.
Knowing that her daughter was worried about her, Mrs. Granger put away the license and personally poured Hermione a cup of pumpkin juice. "Hermione, you should focus on today's housing competition and Crookshan and Cotton's weight loss plan. After all, they're not like Emma who doesn't seem to gain weight no matter how much they eat. Can you give us some more instructions?"
"Okay, mom! When the children come in, dad will wait for the children to come in. You pour out this bucket of black mist behind the door. I will give you an illusion so that they won't notice you. When the mist disperses, mom, you will release a cage of pygmy pudding. I rented it from the female owner of the Magic Zoo. The branch in Hogwarts is much better than her in Diagon Alley. Oh, anyway, they roll around under the cover of the thick mist, and they will easily touch the children. This furry feeling will be very scary at this time. Dauby, come here … "Hermione waved to the outside of the courtyard, and Dauby teleported to the master." Dauby, when the children are frightened by the pygmy pudding, you need to secretly stuff candy into their baskets before they escape. Can you imagine their expressions when they find out that there are more candy in their baskets? "
"Oh, Master Hermione is really a genius! This is terrible! Dauby will complete the task! " Dauby was also dressed up today. Hermione, who was particularly tolerant of the house elves, didn't even tell him how to dress up. She allowed him to design his own clothes. Although his new socks today might not scare the wizards, the new clothes would definitely scare the other house elves.
"Speaking of candy, Molly is much friendlier than me. She spent her own effort to make some old princess finger pancakes for the children. She also gave a lot to us and the neighbors in the afternoon …" Mrs. Granger looked a little uncomfortable. "Neither your father nor I can make candy. I don't know if the wizard's children will like these dental candies that your father used to reward obedient children when he was still a dentist …"
"Don't worry, mom. Dad's candies are definitely novel enough for the wizards. And, did I add some wizard's hairy tooth mint candies in it? They just happen to clean the children's teeth today. " Hermione turned her head away and didn't think about Dauby's dress. She took a big sip of pumpkin juice, took out a napkin and pressed it gently on her mouth. Then, she folded it neatly and threw it into the trash can. Then, she always felt that the current situation seemed to be lacking something.
"Hermione, don't be too anxious. We have rehearsed several times." Mr. Granger patted Hermione's shoulder. After a moment of hesitation, he advised, "But … I'm not too sure about the wizard's level, but don't you think you're being too serious? After all, it's just some kids who want candy …"
"It's okay, dad. Some adult parents will also follow the children into the yard. We can target them more! They will vote for us. " Hermione didn't want to admit defeat in the competition. She shouted to the Undead Knight outside the door, "Bjorn, Ivar … I'll help you guys set up an illusion later to disguise you as armor. Then, when they run away in fear …"
Hermione turned to the Undead Knight guards again, "You guys pretend to be armored warriors and install armor at home. When they wake up from the illusion, give them a few seconds to react. Then, come back to life and rush to them to scare them away from the house …"
Hermione's fingers tapped on her arm, thinking about whether there were any loopholes.
"Your mother and I have been shopping for half a day this afternoon. We found that although you wizards are good at special effects, you don't seem to have any expertise in the horror film industry …" Mr. Granger seemed to feel that he was being a little disrespectful, so he changed his words, "But Gatler and Mr. Dumbledore have decorated the house well, and it's very innovative. They have built a cannibal restaurant in the yard, and the theme is based on the movie 'The Silence of the Lambs'! I think it's quite scary … They also invited our family over for dinner when we are almost done here. Gatler will cook for us personally. "
Hermione blushed a little when she heard Grindelwald inviting them over for dinner. She was a little annoyed because it reminded her of the time when she made a mistake in cooking and caused the old man to be hospitalized. Then, Miss Know-It-All's thoughts went back to the scary things she had just heard about her family. She began to think about what was missing in the room that could help her win the competition.
"Maybe we should add something for the competition? Maybe I should catch a few Dementors and put them under the floor of the entrance so that their aura can create some atmosphere for us? " Hermione was a little unsure if she should use this kind of thing on the children. She turned to look at the Undead Knight. "By the way, Ivar, can you remove your head? I mean temporarily. Can you still talk after you remove it? "
"Huh? My head? " The Undead Knight Ivar was a little confused by Hermione's tough question. Before he could react, his helmet was pulled off. A cold light flashed, and the Undead Knight's head fell to the ground. His head rolled on the ground as he glared angrily at the culprit who was putting away his axe. "Bjorn, what are you doing, you coward?"
"Miss Granger, you can use his head as you wish! It's not a problem! " The other Undead Knight, Bjorn, put away his axe and said respectfully. He then kicked the head on the ground with his foot. "Ivar is my half-brother. This coward is famous for being spineless. I'll just put it back on him after I'm done with him."
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