Chapter 68 I'm going to watch the Quidditch World Cup!
"Lo~F~r~" Hermione lay on her side on the bed, calling softly to her little wolf cub.
"What's wrong?" Lovell lazily raised his head from his nest and looked at Hermione, wondering what happened to her.
Lovell had been back at Granger's house for some time. When it suddenly appeared at the window, it brought a big surprise to Hermione. She was so surprised that she thought she hadn't woken up yet.
Of course, Lovell's slightly rough tongue soon made her understand that this was not a dream.
Lovell not only came back on his own, but also brought back a ticket to the Quidditch World Cup. Hermione was not completely ignorant of Quidditch. She read about it in the book "Hogwarts: A School History"
Having been introduced to Quidditch, I also developed a strong curiosity about this popular sport in the wizarding world.
So when she knew that her little wolf had brought her a World Cup ticket from outside, she was extremely excited. But besides being excited, she also felt a little nervous: after all, this was Hermione, a little Muggle.
It was normal for a girl to feel a little nervous when she stepped into the wizarding world for the first time. But when she knew that she would go to watch the game with Lovell's friends at Hogwarts, the little girl's nervousness dissipated.
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As the appointment time approached, she became more and more excited. Her behavior included but was not limited to constantly talking to Lovell about what kind of clothes she would wear to watch the game and stuffing them into her suitcase.
What kind of things are there, and do we need to prepare some greeting gifts for the Weasley family, etc.
The instinct of the Lovell wolf clan told it that Hermione might have her eye on some clothes and wanted to consult with them.
"Look at these shoes, do they look good?" Sure enough, Hermione handed over a magazine with a photo of high heels on it.
"Looks okay." Lovell replied truthfully.
It was a pair of strappy high-heeled shoes. The golden straps and brown soles matched perfectly, giving people an overpowering sexy look.
only……
Just looking at the structure of the high-heeled shoes, Lovell could tell that they were not easy to wear. There was no other focus at all. They were all tied to the feet by the thin straps, making them really comfortable to wear.
?
"Then should I buy a pair and wear them when watching the World Cup?" Hermione immediately thought about it when she saw that Lovell had a good review of these shoes.
"No, these shoes are very uncomfortable to wear at first glance." Lovell hurriedly tried to dissuade Hermione. If her feet hurt from wearing them, he would eventually have to knead them for her. Why bother?
"Hey, but you said it looks pretty good." Hermione didn't want to give up, so she kept encouraging the wolf cub: "How about buying it and taking a look?"
"The color is a bit rustic. I feel like they are the kind of shoes that would only be worn by an old lady in her thirties." Lovell also changed his perspective and completely gave up Hermione's idea of buying this pair of shoes.
"Okay, gold is indeed a bit tacky." After Lovell said this, Hermione also felt that the shoes were "old-fashioned", so she gave up the idea of buying them.
"Really, Hermione, just dress up like a local Muggle, trust me!" Lovell also put forward his own suggestion.
Since the World Cup is held in Texas, the United States, why not wear clothes that are popular in the local non-magical community?
"Then we need to get a pair of denim clothes." Hermione shrugged her shoulders, not expressing her opinion, but taking Lovell's suggestion to heart.
Indeed, wearing jeans to Texas might be a good idea.
"Speaking of which, have you told Mr. Granger and the others that you are going to watch the World Cup during the summer vacation?" Lovell counted the days and found that the agreed date was not far away, but it did not remember Hermione.
I told my parents about this.
"Uh, not yet." Hermione also felt that it was a bit outrageous, but it seemed that it was really not easy to say this.
"You have to say it sooner or later," Lovell frowned, "If it's not convenient for you to say it, I'll go tell them."
"No need." Hermione got up from the bed and walked downstairs. She felt that it would be best to tell her parents about this matter.
Mr. Granger was chatting with his wife in the living room downstairs. It was midsummer, so Mrs. Granger prepared a bowl of steaming fruit shaved ice for her husband, which was enough to eliminate all the heat together with the air conditioner.
"That patient's dental calculus is so big that you can't even imagine it. When I first saw it, I thought he had gold teeth -" Mr. Granger was chatting about interesting anecdotes at work, when Hermione walked in.
living room.
"Would you like some?" Mr. Granger handed the bowl of shaved ice dotted with blueberries and various fruits to Hermione.
"No need..." Hermione felt a little at a loss when she thought about the topic she was about to start.
"What's wrong?" Mr. Granger noticed something strange about his daughter, so he put down the spoon in his hand and turned to his daughter, ready to help her solve problems at any time.
"Uh..." Hermione put her hands behind her back and scratched the ground with her toes, and finally decided to find a less direct angle to start the topic.
"Dad, do you have any plans for the summer vacation?" Hermione originally wanted to start with this topic, and finally said that she wanted to go to the World Cup, but she didn't expect that Mr. Granger actually had a plan for the summer vacation.
"How did you know we were planning to go to Texas?" Mr. Granger raised his eyebrows and glanced at Hermione in surprise.
Hermione: "Yes, you want to go...?"
Hermione:???
Something seems a little wrong? She hasn't said she wants to go to the World Cup yet?
"I'm going to see your Uncle Grace in a while." Mr. Granger said the purpose of his trip to Texas.
That's it! Hermione remembered that her father's good friend had indeed settled down in Texas and opened a dental clinic.
"I originally thought I would tell you in two days, but since you asked today, I will tell you." Mr. Granger spread his hands, feeling as if the surprise he had prepared was revealed in advance.
"This..." Hermione felt helpless: What a coincidence!
"Dad, I'm afraid I can't go to see Uncle Grace with you because I want to go to the World Cup." She finally plucked up the courage and told her father that she was going to go to the Quidditch World Cup.
"World Cup? Isn't it a little late for you to go watch now?" Mr. Granger didn't realize it at first, thinking that his daughter was talking about this year's World Cup in Milan, Italy.
"It's the Quidditch World Cup!" Hermione began to explain to her father what Quidditch was.
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The first update is here!
I saw your reminders (there are actually some who went to Luoluo to remind you, I received them all)