Hogwarts transfer students just want to be in love

When the Granger family was enjoying themselves, there was a sudden knock on the door.

The Grangers were a little surprised. Today is Christmas Eve. Is there anyone coming to visit?

"I guess it's a neighbor?"

Mrs. Granger wiped her hands on her apron and got up to open the door.

"I'll go~"

Hermione stood up straight away.

But Mo Bai grabbed him, and the little girl looked at him suspiciously.

Mo Bai pursed his lips tightly, his whole body was a little tense, the breath outside the door made his body silently warn him non-stop.

"You sit down..."

Hermione also noticed the boy's nervousness, swallowed, and sat down obediently.

Mo Bai stood up and stood directly in front of Hermione, protecting the little girl behind him. He didn't take a step forward, but just moved his fingers, and the door opened in response.

It was still snowing heavily outside, and the cold air rushed into the room from outside the door in an instant, taking away the warmth in the room.

Behind the door, a tall figure stood there. It was a man in a black deacon uniform. After seeing the door opened, no one was standing behind the door, and Mo Bai was just standing in the hall, looking at him from a distance. A smile flashed in his pupils.

Seeing this man, Mo Bai knew the source of his uneasiness.

He just stood at the door without exuding any hostility. Instead, he was smiling gracefully, just like the most ordinary deacon.

This smile is somewhat similar to Mo Bai's smile on Lucius.

However, the strange and dark aura on the other party made the silence in his body start to stir.

It is different from the silent disgust and avoidance when facing the patron saint; but this time the silent is resistance, full of hostility, as if encountering a natural enemy.

Mo Bai adjusted his magic power and suppressed this restlessness, because he recognized the other party.

Before school started, he was kidnapped because of Hermione in front of his eyes. After killing two Muggles in anger, this person stood behind him like a ghost, and was shot by the curse he released in his anger, but he was not injured at all. stand up.

Not only did he not complain afterwards, but he also sent his box back.

This made him feel pretty good about the other party.

As for silent hostility, he didn't care.

Obscurity is his strength, and his subjective initiative cannot be manipulated by his own power.

Just as he is a master of black magic, but he never does evil for no reason.

Nor would he be subjectively hostile to this man just because of his silent hostility.

but……

Today is Christmas Eve, what is this man doing here at this time?
Seeing Mo Bai staring at him, the deacon named Sebastian put his hand on his chest, and saluted like a gentleman.

"Long time no see, Mr. Mo Bai."

Hermione had never seen him before, and looked at Mo Bai suspiciously.

Mo Bai patted her on the shoulder, motioned for her to stand where she was, and walked forward alone, facing the deacon.

"Sebastian, right? What's the point of visiting on this special day?"

"I can't talk about teaching, I'm just an ordinary deacon."

Sebastian said modestly, and took out a letter from the inner pocket of the deacon's uniform.

"I'm just here to deliver a letter for my young master."

His young master?

In Mobai's mind, the noble boy who was about his age with blue pupils appeared.

After receiving the letter, the cursive handwriting on the envelope is exactly the same as the one on the box that day, [Master Wizard, from yours].

Seeing Mo Bai took the letter, Sebastian bowed politely again.

"The letter has been delivered, I will not bother you to spend Christmas Eve with your family."

As soon as the words fell, Mo Bai looked up and found that the person in front of him had disappeared, leaving only the snowflakes flying outside the door.

Looking outside the door, Mo Bai raised his eyebrows, and closed the door casually.

The snowstorm on Christmas Eve was turned away, and snowflakes fell on the snow at the door one after another. The ground was covered with thick snow, and it was flat without a single footprint.

As if no one had ever set foot...

Back in their seats, the Grangers were still amazed by the scene just now.

Although they have accepted the fact that their child is a wizard and have been to the amazing Diagon Alley twice, Mobai opened the door and the appearance of strange people still refreshed them.

Only Hermione noticed Mo Bai's nervousness before opening the door, and watched him carefully open the envelope and read the letter.

"Who is that person?"

"It's a friend I knew before."

friend?

Hermione looked at Mobai suspiciously.

That tense reaction just now didn't look like a friend.

Mr. Granger was a little curious, "Which friend of yours should be a deacon of a big family?"

Mrs. Granger cast a reproachful look at her husband, what's the use of asking about other wizards, as if you know.

Mo Bai was reading the letter with his head down, and responded casually when he heard the words.

"I heard from him that he is the deacon of the Vandenheim family."

"Vandenheim's house!"

Mr. Granger exclaimed.

Let the three people present look at him.

Hermione asked directly, "Dad, you know this family."

"Of course," Mr. Granger felt the attention of the three, as if he had instantly found the feeling of being the head of the family, and shook the newspaper on his hand.

"Although I am a dentist, I have always been concerned with major issues at home and abroad."

He straightened his chest and said to Mo Bai and Hermione in a preaching tone.

"Although you are wizards, you should still pay attention to the lives of ordinary people. This will benefit you in the future..."

The two nodded humbly.

"If you want to talk about it, just talk about it, why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Mrs. Granger was not used to him and gave him a glare.

"Oh……"

Mr. Granger cleared his throat in embarrassment, "The Vandenheim family is a big family that has been passed down from the last century. It is the largest children's toy manufacturer in the UK and is well-known in the business world."

Make toys?

Mo Bai raised his eyebrows, thinking of the gadgets he studied recently.

It seems that there is a channel...

"but……"

Mr. Granger changed the topic, and lowered his voice mysteriously, "There are rumors that since the time of Queen Victoria, the head of the Vandenheim family has been secretly serving the royal family and dealing with some weird incidents..."

He looked at the two children, seemed to think of something, and changed the subject after a pause, "But these are all rumors, it's just a rich man who makes toys."

But Mo Bai listened to it, the aristocratic boy said in his own words that they have served the British royal family for generations.

It seems that many of those "strange" events have shadows of wizards...

Then this letter...

He finished reading the letter and turned to Hermione.

"Are you interested? Accompany me to this rich toy house tomorrow?"

"What?!"

The three people at the table looked at him in surprise.

Mo Bai shrugged, "This letter was written to me by the Patriarch of Van Dorheim, inviting me to visit his house tomorrow and attend the Christmas ball."

"Allow me to take a female companion."

He casually picked up a piece of turkey and swallowed it.

"So, are you going?"

"Go! Why not!"