v3 Chapter 133： Grangers

"Darling, have you ordered the cake?" A middle-aged woman in a beige trench coat looked at her husband as she put a bag of dried fruit into the trolley.

"Of course, we can pick it up tomorrow afternoon. This time I ordered a stake cake. We can also buy some decorations in the store and go home and make the cake ourselves - it's time for you to show your skills." The gentle husband by the cart He replied absentmindedly, he was looking at the shopping list in his hand, "By the way, then I crossed out dried cranberries and dried apples?"

"Of course, this package of dried fruits contains all the dried fruits I need." The middle-aged woman reached out to take the list and crossed out all the dried fruits on it.

"Let me see, I have to buy a turkey, and prepare some other meats..."

"Do you really want to make turkey?" Husband's head froze when he heard the term. If there were a list of all the flashy foods in the world, turkey would be at the top of the list. The turkey looks red after being roasted, and the big one sits on the table, and a look at it can arouse the appetite of diners. So much so that turkeys can be found in all Christmas-related movies and TV series. But if you look closely enough, you'll see that the turkey hasn't changed much from start to finish.

The reason is that it is really hard to eat! ! ! Under the bright red skin is the muscle like a piece of paper, without a trace of fat! Combined with the turkey's massive size—the size of a human's upper body—it's extremely difficult to taste. How bad is this thing? Even in Disney, a turkey leg the size of a human face sells for only 80 yuan, which is the best place to eat a turkey.

The turkey on Christmas Eve will make turkey sandwiches the family's staple food for the next week, which is a nightmare.

"What are you thinking? Of course you will!" His wife glared at him, "I remember that little Tom will be here for Christmas today, right? You can eat with him."

"I think this will really hurt the relationship between him and our daughter." The husband whispered about his wife's decision, reluctantly walked to the fresh food area, took a small one, and took a look. Just underage turkeys. However, after his wife came over, he broke his last stubbornness and replaced him with a big turkey that weighed 20 pounds.

The couple were the Grangers who were shopping for Christmas supplies. This Christmas their baby girl will bring her little friend Tom to their house for Christmas.

Although the daughter hadn't made it clear to them about her relationship with Tom, the Grangers were generally able to guess. It's just that both sides have maintained a tacit understanding and did not pierce this layer of window paper. The relationship between the three is currently in a delicate balance.

After all, the children are still young, and the relationship between the two is also very variable. Maybe they will break up one day? Who can tell the feelings of half-old children, this is the view of the Grangers.

After Mrs. Granger picked some more fresh meat, ham, sausage, and cheese from the counter, she left the fresh counter with her husband and turkey.

Next, the two continued to buy supplies according to the list made in advance. When the list was emptied, the shopping cart was already full.

"So what do you think?" Mrs. Granger suddenly asked Mr. Granger in a dazed way while lining up at the cashier.

"What do you think?" Mr. Granger was stunned, but did not respond.

"What do you think of this child Tom?" Mrs. Granger gave her husband a roll of eyes: how could this man be like a piece of wood.

"Uh, it seems pretty good?"

Mrs Granger was speechless.

"Then what do you think will happen if he keeps walking with Minmin?"

"Ah, what else can I do, get married?" Mr. Granger gave his wife a strange look. He didn't quite understand what his wife meant. Is she still unmarried? I didn't see it! It is outrageous for an unmarried person to actually get married.

Mrs Granger wanted to hit someone.

"I mean--"

Mr. Granger finally understood his wife's meaning. "I think they are very suitable. Do you think Tom's background is not good?"

Mrs Granger was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"But if she wants to develop in the wizarding world, how can the two of us help?" Mr. Granger was troubled. "Maybe it's a disservice. If Hermione is married into any wizarding family in the future, if someone else What if you bully her? Can you help?"

Mrs Granger:  …

"And this kind of thing depends on Minmin's attitude, doesn't it?" Mr. Granger shrugged and moved the contents of the shopping cart to the conveyor belt bit by bit.

As night falls, Christmas is getting a little closer.

...

Harry felt like something was pinching his heart.

"You mean, leave the Dursleys and live with you?" Harry suppressed his excitement and confirmed to Sirius. He was really afraid that he had heard it wrong, and was happy for nothing.

"Ah, that's not what I meant, I just wanted to say that if you want, you can come and stay at my house for a Christmas first, but it hasn't been there for a long time, I'm afraid it's going to be a mess - anyway, if you want to stay at your uncle's house I can totally understand it, haha—I just think—"

Sirius was more nervous than Harry. How could Harry, in his view, leave his aunt and uncle to spend Christmas with a godfather whom he had never met and who was even wanted?

Sirius had no idea what kind of life Harry was living in the Dursleys, he subconsciously thought he was happy there.

"Of course I do!" Harry said hoarsely. "You have a house? When can I move in? Don't worry about hygiene, I'm really good at cleaning."

Sirius suddenly turned his head to look at Harry with an incredible look on his face. He did not expect that Harry would actually agree, and a joyful mood flooded his heart.

"Do you really want to? You don't have to do it to accommodate me—"

"I really do!"

Sirius smiled This time he smiled very happily, very relaxed and happy. He hadn't laughed like that in a long time—about twelve years. Sirius smiled like this, as if he was ten years younger. No one realizes he's just under 35 until he laughs. That smile made him look like someone his age should be.

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Note: Hermione's nickname is not mentioned in the book, but there is the term "hermy", which I changed a little so that the Grangers call her Minmin.

Today I would like to introduce the third generation of Minister of Magic: Perseus Parkinson.

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