Hogwarts: Starting with the creation of the One Ring

Altaïr was a little surprised.

He just teased Penelope, but he didn't expect the other party to really agree.

It seems that he is not an ordinary junior in Penelope's heart.

Altaïr's gaze made Penelo a little shy, and she grabbed her swimsuit, not knowing what to do for a while.

Not far from Altaïr's pool, there was a room, Altaïr's private cottage, and he pointed to it and said to Penelope:

"Then go there and change... You should be able to wear it, right?"

"It will... Yes. "

Penelo ran away in a panic, and before entering the house, raised his fist at Altaïr.

"Don't peek at O!"

"I'm not that kind of person..."

Altaïr lay on the beach chair and took a sip of juice.

Before Penelope could get out of the room, Jimmy's car drove up again.

"Ahem!"

Altaïr almost choked on the juice, Jimmy came over at this time, there was only one possibility.

That was Hermione coming too.

Altaïr looked at the time, it was only noon...

Didn't you say that you would come in the afternoon?

How did both come so early.

Sure enough, the car stopped on the lawn in front of the pool and Hermione jumped out of it.

She had 13 balls and wore a classic Lolita in a tan style, which looked very cute, and it was obvious that Hermione had also been carefully dressed to meet Altaïr today.

"Altaïr!!"

Hermione saw Altaïr, waved at him happily, and ran over from the other side of the lawn.

"Oh, you're swimming. "

Hermione looked at him with disgust, seeing that he was only wearing a pair of swimming trunks, and looked at him a little more shyly.

When Hermione came to Altaïr's house before, the party held by Shelby Manor was by the pool, so Altaïr didn't bring her to his private pool...

Well, maybe it's because Hermione hasn't grown up yet, and it's not interesting.

Therefore, Hermione had not seen Altaïr as he was now, but although she was shy, she still looked at Altaïr generously.

But when Hermione saw the two glasses of juice on the table, and the dessert that Altaïr had been bitten a few times on, the whole person was not very good.

She suddenly remembered that Jimmy told her that a witch had just come to Shelby Manor, and listening to Jimmy's description, it should be Senior Penelope.

Hermione glanced at the pool, looked around again, and then asked a little suspiciously:

"Sister Penelope, Uncle Jimmy said she's here." "

"Went to change clothes... She also wants to learn to swim. "

Altaïr blinked and chose to tell the truth.

Hermione just wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped, stared behind Altaïr, and opened her mouth into an O-shape.

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"Pei... Senior Penelope?"

Hermione screamed, and Altaïr glanced back.

Well......

He seemed to be blinded.

Is it so white?

But then again, Sophia's swimsuit was so suitable.

Penelo must have heard Hermione coming in the room, but she came out anyway...

The confrontation between the two little witches began again.

"Hermione... You're here too..."

Hermione nodded a little blankly, she looked at Penelope in front of her, a little disbelieving that this was the senior she knew.

Wouldn't it be a dream, would it?

How could Senior Penelope appear in Shelby Manor dressed like this?

Penelo forced himself to calm down, and the sun and warm wind blew through, and Penelope's feeling was even stronger.

She took a breath, walked to the pool, glanced at Altaïr, and walked down the steps by the pool.

The water in the pool was not cold and had a warm feeling that made Penelo feel a little surprised.

Resisting the urge to cast a bubble spell on himself, Penelope looked at Hermione and asked, "(Read the Violent Novel, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!)

"Are you going to try it too?"

Hermione glanced at the floating ... Looking down at herself again, she shook her head and said dryly:

"I don't like swimming. "

"That's a shame... It feels really good. "

Penelo took a few steps in the pool and gradually adjusted to the feeling of being surrounded by water.

Altaïr's private pool is quite large, divided into two areas, one shallow and one deep...

"Do you want to come down?"

Penelo glanced at Altaïr with a hint of teasing between his eyebrows.

"Ahem... Rest for a while, I'm a little tired..."

Altaïr picked up the juice and took a sip.

Penelo covered her mouth and laughed, she learned Altaïr's way before, and tried it in the pool.

"Swimming seems to be easy..."

"Altaïr..."

Hermione's resentful voice sounded in her ears, and Altaïr turned to look at Hermione with a stirring moment.

"I think we should discuss tomorrow's party..."

"I'm going to have lunch later, let's talk about it in the afternoon..."

Altaïr picked up the walkie-talkie and asked Sophia to inform the chef to prepare lunch.

Seeing Altaïr say this, Hermione could only agree.

She stole a glance at the pool.

A white mermaid is spitting bubbles in the pool...

"Unexpectedly, Senior Penelope, who looked elegant and serious, also had a bad heart for Altaïr. "

Hermione muttered inwardly and looked down at herself again.

Who made himself thirteen years old.

Cute in the face of sexiness, a failure.

As a clever witch, even without Altaïr's help, Penelo quickly learned to swim, and after swimming a few laps in deep water, Penelo walked up from the pool.

Of course, she didn't realize how much the damage of this scene hurt little Hermione.

Altaïr withdrew his admiring gaze, and Penelo ran back to the room with a red face and changed into his clothes.

I don't know why, she felt a little lost.

If Hermione hadn't come, it might have been a little more interesting.

After Penelo had changed his clothes, Altaïr and 080 Hermione also entered the room.

After chatting for a while, Sophia pushed the dining car in.

Since both of them were witches, they weren't suitable for appearing in the castle restaurant, after all, there were many Muggles there.

Sophia looked at the two witches as she served the food.

She knew Hermione, and the girl and her parents had been invited to the last New Year's Day party, and she had stayed at Shelby Manor for a night, and Sophia was very impressed with her.

Sophia poured each of them a cold glass of juice for each of them, and then began to serve.

"The starter was vanilla butter gratin snail. "

The plate is delicately presented and looks like a work of art, but Altaïr doesn't like to eat it very much, he doesn't feel the pleasure of stir-frying screws...

"And dry fried smoked salmon with mashed potatoes and caviar... The front soup is an American-style creamy clam bisque. "

After Sophia placed the plates, she pushed the cart and left.

Penelope blinked, she only knew that nobles were very particular about eating, but she hadn't really seen it...

After all, Penelope's half-blood wizard family was similar to Ron's family, and there were not so many forms of eating.

Not to mention Hogwarts, where a variety of delicacies appear at the touch of a table.

Compared to food, Penelope felt that this sense of ritual made her feel more novel.

In fact, many times it is true that what really attracts many restaurants is not the taste of the food they serve, but the sense of nobility and ritual it brings.