days at Hogwarts

Chapter 755 Sunset
Mallory is a waterfront plaza in Old Town Key West.

Located in Florida.

Travel magazines say that this place has the most beautiful sunset in the world. Every evening, people hold parties to celebrate the sunset. It has gradually evolved into a tourist attraction, attracting foreign tourists, local residents, market vendors and touring bands.

As early as two centuries ago, the Magical Congress of the United States strictly prohibited wizards from using Apparition around areas with a high concentration of No-Maj people. However, the Statute of Secrecy, like the school rules of Hogwarts, was not considered a violation as long as they were not arrested on the spot.

As there were no patrolling Aurors nearby, and Loren happened to have an unregistered spare wand, he cast the Disillusionment Charm in advance to minimize the errors caused by the Elder Wand's spell and avoid moving beyond the predetermined distance or deviating from the direction. The only thing left was to cover up the air explosion caused by the spatial shift.

Florida is famous. Even tourists from other countries have heard that it is a place where people do not stay idle. The celebrations held here also have a wild temperament. Acrobats perform balance performances on tin barrels, hot blondes swing a dozen hula hoops with their waists and hips, western cowboys swing the end of long whips with crackling sounds, the blindfolded magician's revolver roars like thunder, and the musicians almost turn off the volume adjustment button, and the hoarse roars are still drowned in the waves of the crowd...

The din drowned out the sounds of the Apparition.

Hermione, who had planned the itinerary, breathed a sigh of relief. She was worried that the Magical Congress would find out and waste precious time today. She would then have to ask Nancy for help and trouble Headmaster Dumbledore to arrange bail for her. Professor McGonagall might also know about this.

I don't know if there is diplomatic immunity for this kind of thing.

Fortunately it was not discovered.

It was past six when we arrived at the beach. It was close to sunset time in this season. A golden sunset hung on the sea level in the distance. The sky was divided into two parts, one was dyed golden, and the other was still blue. The slightly salty wind blew across the coast, blowing away the clouds floating in the sky. The wisps looked particularly light and light yellow, like a Monet painting, with clear layers and harmony.

The aroma of food from food trucks and street vendors also wafts in.

"Well……"

Loren chewed on Mexican-style barbecue, sprinkled with gooey, stringy cheese, which had a wonderful texture.

The sun gradually approaches the boundary between the sea and the sky.

His previous concept of celebrating a birthday was to have a good meal, perhaps go to a restaurant for a full meal, or maybe buy ingredients and spend time cooking. He never thought of traveling such a long distance just to witness these scenery. He always followed the itinerary set by Hermione. Now standing here, his inner concept has quietly changed.

The long distance and the magnificent sunset in front of her eyes have all become part of the girl's heart.

Loren glanced at Hermione out of the corner of his eye.

At this moment, the young girl was holding his hand, looking up at the blood-red sunset in the distance, with a gentle and calm expression.

Suddenly Hermione turned to look at him: "Why don't you take pictures? Isn't the sunset here beautiful?"

Loren hesitated for a moment.

To take pictures, you have to hold the camera and adjust the parameters, so you need to keep both hands free... Maybe because people were rushing around, the girl was worried about getting separated from him, so she held his arm tightly, and the touch was quite nice.

So he pursed his lips and said: "The sunset is beautiful, but there are more beautiful scenery around me."

Hermione reacted when he hesitated, loosened her tightly held hands, and said with a cold look: "Your eyes tell me that you have bad intentions."

"How can you have bad intentions? We are a couple, and it is normal for couples to have thoughts. And I am not lying. I do think you are more beautiful than the sunset." Loren said, lowering his head and wanting to kiss him again. However, Hermione disliked the smell of barbecue and cheese in his mouth, and pressed her white and tender palms against his face and pushed him away.

"No, it smells terrible."

"Well, you despise me!"

Loren silently sighed in his heart that Hermione's palm was really soft, and then began to think about how to get rid of the bad breath. He could find a place to brush his teeth and rinse his mouth, or quietly put a whirlwind in his mouth when no one was paying attention. ...

Loren still found a way to freshen his breath: flavored drinks sold by street vendors.

Hermione watched the sunset gradually sink into the sea. A gentle sea breeze blew by, with a slightly salty taste. She sipped through a plastic straw, silently tasting an unknown drink, which was added with mint and lemon. It was icy and the aroma was indeed fresh.

Loren took two sips of his drink, put the straw into her cup, and said to her seriously: "I'll buy a strawberry milkshake later. When we kiss, I will taste like strawberry. Every time you eat strawberries in the future, you can think of me... and my kiss."

“I probably won’t like strawberries anymore.”

"Don't worry, I have all the flavors you like."

"..."

There was a glimmer in Hermione's eyes. She wanted to say something unacceptable, but she was worried that this person would really dare to try it, and she would be the one to suffer. After thinking carefully for a moment, she finally gave up the idea.

"We'll find a place on the beach, light a bonfire, and kiss from sunset until the stars rise..." Loren didn't notice the danger passing by, and fantasized about it. "It's so romantic."

"I clearly objected."

"Objection is invalid. Today is my birthday, not yours. Stop complaining..."

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Loren snorted twice, put down his drink and cupped her cheek.

Their eyes met, one filled with the red and hot sunset, the other reflected the dim night sky, and a trace of panic flashed in the latter's eyes.

After looking at each other for a moment, the girl closed her eyes, and Loren lowered his head to savor the delicate lips and the faint scent of lemon and mint.

The sun sank into the sea, the inner circle was pure golden yellow, a little dazzling, and the outer circle was a gorgeous orange-red.

Seabirds flew overhead and small boats dragged the waves.

All the noise of the day gradually faded away. The wandering musician played the acoustic guitar and sang the tune he wrote. The sound of the guitar and the voice were very soft. The various sounds were like the sails in a quiet harbor, slowly and gently converging.

The afterglow of sunset enveloped the entire town.

"call……"

Loren let out a long breath.

I feel that the dim dusk at this moment is more beautiful than the gorgeous sunset just now. The entire sea and sky are filled with bright and complex colors and stripes. There are tiny waves in the ocean and wisps of broken clouds in the sky.

Hermione was also breathing slightly, and her originally delicate thin lips had become rosy and crystal clear. The two of them were very close to each other, their nostrils were filled with each other's scent, and they opened their eyes and looked at each other, their eyes were full of each other.

"Loren."

"Ok?"

"Happy seventeenth birthday."

(End of this chapter)