Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

Chapter 112: Cooking husband? nonexistent

early morning.

　　 "Yawn!"

　　 Stretching her waist greatly, Hermione moved down the stairs step by step. She drank a lot of alcohol last night, although she didn't drink it.

　　 But even though it is Jasmine, the hangover will still appear on her.

　　Of course, this has something to do with her poor drinking. Aisha didn't do anything, even just took a short nap, and she still looked buoyant.

　　 "Morning."

　　 said Charles in the lobby.

　　 He glanced at Hermione, still maintaining her adult appearance. Obviously, with these princesses, it would be weird if she maintained the appearance of eleven years old.

　　 So she has to go from Shire for a full week of ageing agent metering.

　　 Thanks to the kind sponsorship of Professor Snape, otherwise the inventory that Shire made by himself could not help Hermione drinking potions like water.

　　 "Morning."

　　 Hermione yawned again and sat listlessly on the high chair.

　　 Her hair is tousled, just like a **** in the soup.

　　 Charles suddenly saw Le Pei's figure appear next to Hermione, she was also yawning, wearing white pajamas, stretched a big lazy waist.

　　 "Good morning, Charles."

　　 she said vaguely.

　　 Then in the next moment, her movements suddenly stopped. She seemed to realize something, and suddenly stretched out her hand to cover it, and then the whole person disappeared.

　　 In fact, the witch Ge Duo chose her pajamas style very conservatively, and all grandma-level people can wear it directly to go shopping and walk the dog.

　　 Charles shook his head.

　　 He stood up, buckled the magic principle in his hand on the table, then took out his wand and waved it lightly. The ingredients lined up and danced and flew out of the refrigerator.

The milk bottle pulled out his cork and poured tons and tons into the cup. Charles turned into a cup. As soon as the wand turned, the milk had been heated to a moderate temperature. Then he pushed forward again, and the cup glide all the way in the air. Fell into Hermione's hands.

　　 "Boom! Boom! Boom!"

　　 The vegetables stuffed themselves under the faucet and waited in line to be cleaned, but soon they realized that there was no water and a green pepper was smarter. It jumped up and turned on the faucet.

After 　　 was clean, they lined up again and jumped onto the cutting board, and then quickly remembered the sound of cutting vegetables.

　　 The dough turned into a cute animal shape, and then pulled a few grapes from the grape bunch and put it on him, as if he was embellishing himself.

　　 They arranged each other's appearance to make them look more perfect. Of course, they also fought for the grapes and strawberries.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 Charles waved his magic wand and opened the lid of the oven. They immediately became honest again and jumped in one by one.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 The lid is closed again.

　　 Char, who was making coffee, was startled, "Boom!" He opened the oven, and he picked out all the messy fruits such as grapes and strawberries.

　　 "How many times have I said, don't put fruit on your body before entering the oven."

　　 The dough nodded shiveringly.

　　 "Boom!"

"Ding!"

　　 The coffee was brewed, Charles quickly took two cups, took a sip, floated one of them to Hermione, and then continued to wave his wand.

　　Vegetables, baked small cakes, toast, bacon, fried eggs, fruit salad...

The dishes flew down from the cupboard in line and landed on the table in the hall. Charles waved his hand again, and the processed ingredients suddenly floated over. They were combined and stirred in the air until they fell on the table. , Has become a finished product.

　　 Charles certainly doesn’t know how to cook. He hasn’t learned to cook in any of the archives. He is very good at cooking in the wild, but for family dinners and daily meals, forget it.

　　 This is not a Sims game.

　　Hermione has always been cooking since her marriage. Of course, most of the time she was a house elf, and she would only do it on the wedding anniversary.

　　 It tastes pretty good, because she makes a creamy soup like she is making Veritaserum.

　　 But using magic to make some simple food or something, Charles is still very good at it, because it is very interesting, even in the game, he has specially practiced.

　　 It's just right to use it at this time.

　　 The breakfast was ready, and Charles took up his coffee.

　　 Then he turned around and he was taken aback.

"Hi!"

　　Because Hermione was surrounded by people at some point in time, they were either sitting on the sofa, or sitting on the high chair, and some were sitting in their hair.

"Good morning!"

　　 They said in one go.

　　 Well, this is really a morning with a certain Di Di Di Fan, and greetings.

　　 "Morning."

　　 But Charles is the one who has seen big scenes after all. The story of the Princess League has been encountered many times before, and it is not the first time I have seen him.

Charles has also seen something more exciting than this. For example, when he woke up the next morning after getting married, he found that he was not alone, but a bunch of people. Obviously.. They were very curious about certain things, and they were secretly secretly at night. peep.

　　 This is really exciting.

　　 As for the small scene like this, I still can't scare him.

　　Charle took a closer look, and found that their number has increased again, except for Aisha, there has also been a shabby blonde girl Ella, who is Cinderella.

There is also Arlo with three natural curls on her head. She is a sleeping beauty, and she has broken the Shire many times. Sometimes I don’t know if she is the classic blue and red skirt with intention or inadvertence, white cut black, white snow .

　　 Ai Luo and Bai Xue both bowed slightly to Charles generously, seeming to make a skirt lift, only Ella stretched out her paws timidly.

　　 She was not from a court after all.

　　Charle nodded ~www.readwn.com~ Holding coffee, calmly sat across from Hermione, and picked up a sandwich.

　　 But compared to Shire’s calmness, Hermione was a little fidgety. She picked up a sandwich and sat down. No, she was sitting downright, trying her best to be as graceful as possible. Then she opened her mouth and bit down..

　　Hermione didn't bite it down, because she saw everyone staring at her from the corner of her eye, as if she hadn't eaten for three days and three nights.

　　 Helplessly, Hermione put the sandwiches back on the plate, wondering what was wrong with these princesses.

"what is this?"

　　 Jasmine asked.

　　 "Uh, sandwich?"

　　 Hermione replied.

"very funny."

　　 "Vegetables, meat, bread, and...what is this white? Is it a sauce made from coconuts? I don't even know that coconuts can be used as a sauce."

　　 "No, this is a salad."

　　 "Oh, salad."

　　 Jasmine nodded suddenly, and then asked again.

　　 "What is a salad?"

　　 Hermione rolled her eyes.