I can enter Hogwarts in the last days

Chapter 283 The most beautiful scenery in the world

"Shall we skip class this afternoon?"

After the fun, Ian lit a bonfire on the astronomy tower to dispel the dampness and coldness in the air. Then he and Hermione sat around the bonfire, looking up at the crystal snowflakes falling from the sky.

The snow fell more and more densely, and within a short time, the Forbidden Forest in the distance was covered with a white coat.

"Skipping class again?"

Hermione turned her head and rolled her eyes at someone. At this moment, she was almost convinced that she had really been led astray.

Being late for class used to be a big deal, but now I can sit here calmly and discuss the issue of skipping class. This is simply...

"Let's go to London, watch a movie and go shopping, and come back after dinner."

Ian said to himself, knowing very well that Hermione's lack of immediate retort meant that she wanted to go too.

"Let's go for a City Walk. Don't you think walking in the snow is a very romantic thing?"

Faced with the girl's reserve, he decided to add more fire. There was never any girl he couldn't seduce, and some were just not hot enough.

"Then... okay, but you must be back before curfew."

Hermione compromised, as Ian said, falling snow, loving each other, walking hand in hand in the streets and alleys, this is undoubtedly a very romantic thing.

……

London is a romantic city.There is no unrestrained Paris or the luxury of New York.

But London has unforgettable love. "48 Charing Street Cross", Frank's implicit and deep love; "Jane Eyre", Jane's ordinary and sincere love.

These all represent English romantic love, which is rigid and restrained in etiquette, but when you peel away this outer layer, you will eventually find a hot heart.

On this snowy day, how can we not look at the beautiful scenery of the snow-falling parasol trees?
Taking Hermione in hand, he returned to London with his appearance. He passed by a store and bought two berets. Although the wizard's physique was not afraid of the wind and snow, but... who made this romantic?

Wearing couple's berets on each other's heads, they naturally took Hermione's hand and started roaming around London.

Although nominally Hermione grew up in London, she seems to not know much about her city because she focuses on studying.

After being led into dead ends several times in a row, Ian had to give up on this seemingly unreliable guide.

I took out the previous map from my backpack, and after comparing it, I found the nearest check-in place - Primrose Hill (Regent's Park, London), which also has another beautiful name: Primrose Hill.

Someone has said that if you take a walk with the people you care about, you will never forget the fatigue of the journey.

Ian was like this at the moment. Under the guidance of the map, after crossing several streets in succession, they finally saw the asphalt road at the entrance to Primrose Hill.

The snow melted on the road, making the asphalt road extremely dark. In October, only the bare trunks of the cherry blossom trees were left, but... at this moment, the dense trunks were covered with white snow. At a glance, it was like a scenery in a fairy tale, so beautiful.

Hermione opened her eyes wide, her brown eyes glaring at the beautiful scenery in front of her.

Ian looked at her side face and suddenly thought of the camera in his backpack. To be honest, the semi-second-hand camera given to him by his roommate Ivy was really a big effort.

Noticing the movement beside her, Hermione turned around and spotted the camera in Ian's hand. It was obvious what she was going to do next.

Hermione opened her eyes wide and made a cute pose, loved by fate. At this moment, a breeze happened to blow by and blew away a few strands of hair on her forehead.

At this moment, through the focus of the camera, Ian could only see an elf standing in the falling snow.The most beautiful scenery in the world is probably nothing more than this!
"Crack!"

He pressed the shutter instantly to freeze this beautiful scene. …

Time is always unfair. As long as you experience beauty and happiness, time will quietly speed up.

Evening, Chart Square.

The surrounding houses and buildings look stunningly beautiful under the refraction of the warm-colored street lights.

The towering townhouses are also lighting up with the light of life one after another at this moment. They shine through the windows onto the dim streets.

"Aren't you going back tonight?"

Ian looked at the lights around him, and suddenly he didn't want to go back to the cold tower.

"What are you thinking about? We've gone too far by skipping class."

Hermione rested her arms on the railing at the edge of the square. Although she was talking, her eyes kept looking at the townhouses opposite.

In fact, Ian said it casually, and after seeing Hermione's refusal, he stopped mentioning it.Standing side by side with Hermione in front of the railing, they also happened to see the residential area opposite that was full of human smoke.

"Do you like it? Let's buy one too. Wait until Christmas and buy a house in Hogsmeade, so that we have a house in both the wizarding world and London, and then we can live in both sides."

"Do you think that's buying candy? Just buy it!" Hermione said without looking back.

"There is essentially no difference between buying candy and buying a house." Ian said seriously, and then he moved his mouth to Hermione's ear and whispered: "And...how rich am I? It's not like you don't Know."

The hot air blowing in her ears gave Hermione a strange feeling. She stretched out her hand to push the source of the strangeness away and said, "If you have money, it's also your money."

"My money? Don't you know there is a law called community property?"

"Husband and wife..." Hermione pouted and muttered to herself. "Then I have to wait until I am 17, there are still three years left..."

"Buy it. I still have 300 million pounds in savings. Let's spend it together before graduation."

"What's wrong with you?"

Hearing this, Hermione no longer looked at the villa area opposite, but turned around and looked at Ian steadily, her brown eyes filled with doubts, spending 300 million pounds in three years?What's wrong with this?
"Isn't money just for spending? Why don't you regret it when it turns into waste paper?"

Ian explained nonchalantly. He knew very well that until the threat of fungi was resolved, no matter what deposits were made, whether it was pounds or dollars, it would really become worthless by then.

"You're hiding something from me!" Hermione said decisively.

I still underestimated Hermione's intelligence, I didn't expect that she would be noticed like this.However, Ian didn’t want to tell him right now, so he could only use another reasonable reason and said:

"No, I just want to spend money. Isn't it like this in the United States? You don't save money, you just spend what you earn."

"Do you remember what you said last year?" Hermione said calmly.

But anyone who knows her well knows that Hermione is most dangerous at this time.

Ian was no exception. He racked his brains to recall what he had said last year.

"Can you give me some hints... You know, since the day we entered Hogwarts, we have been together most of the time. If I don't make it more specific, I won't be able to finish it until tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)