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Although Leon’s words were impassioned, Hermione and Granger ignored Leon’s statement and completely took his words as a joke.

Seeing this, Leon could only sigh, this is still the gap in fame, if he is Dumbledore, and said this sentence, it is estimated that tomorrow the Ministry of Magic will have to vote for a new minister.

Leon didn’t explain much, anyway, sooner or later he would do something shocking, so that everyone would know that the British wizarding world was not only Dumbledore and Voldemort.

Because there was no luggage, the road was quite relaxed, and Mr. Granger didn’t know where to rent a car, which was completely a self-driving tour.

“What did Ms. Granger just say to you.” In the car, Leon pulled Hermione and muttered softly.

“Didn’t say anything.” At the mention of the topic, Hermione’s face turned red.

This made Leon even more curious: “Really didn’t say anything? ”

“Nope.” Hermione replied with a straight face at Leon, looking like I’d bite you to death if you asked again.

“Didn’t I ask you about protection and age?” Seeing this, Leon asked tentatively.

“How do you know?” Hermione looked at Leon in shock, and then asked, “You lied to me, you haven’t lost your magic at all.” ”

“I didn’t lie to you, I guess.” Thinking of Hermione’s face and what Mr. Granger had said to herself earlier, Leon probably guessed what Mrs. Granger had said.

“Really?” Hermione was still a little unconvinced.

“Really.” Leon affirmed, then added: “Mr. Granger said the same thing to me. ”

“Ah, really, what the hell is he thinking, dad.” Hermione’s face turned red again when she heard this, and she stretched out her leg and kicked behind Mr. Granger’s main driver’s seat.

Mr. Granger, who kicked this kick, looked blinded, and did not know what he had made his baby daughter angry.

Leon looked out the window with both eyes, indicating that he didn’t see anything, after all, he couldn’t carry this pot.

Not to mention, the scenery outside the window is quite beautiful, and the car runs on the road much faster than the train from Lyon to the Pyrenees.

Rao set out in the morning, had a meal at the rest stop at noon, and only managed to arrive in Saint-Tropez in the evening.

The seaside at night was already quiet, only the sound of the sea crashing against the reef, and Mr. Granger had obviously spent a lot of money and ordered two sea view suites.

Only this time it is no longer a double double bed room, but two double rooms.

“Mr. Granger, what do you mean by that?” When hearing this order message, Leon was blinded.

“Originally, we ordered in advance when we were in Paris, but I don’t know when you’ll be back, so let’s just live alone with Hermione, but who knows you’ll come back so soon, you guys will come down, don’t let me down, of course, I mean don’t mess around.” Mr. Granger instructed Leon in a serious voice.

“What is Ms. Granger’s idea?” Leon asked, he still wanted to struggle.

“We’re next door, and it’s an adjoining suite, and you just need to open a door in the middle to see what you’re doing.” Mr Granger added.

This made Leon feel the cultural difference between the East and the West again, if in the East, Lyon is afraid that he will be directly killed and then thrown into the sea, in the West, parents are so relieved that two teenagers sleep together?

If something really happened, then the Grangers ran over, did they continue, or did they turn off the fire? And if the Grangers hear sounds and movements, will they come over?

It’s a question that Leon is interested in, but will never touch or try.

“The big bed room is the big bed room, anyway, one person on the side.” Hermione blushed and muttered.

“You said, my arm is still sore.” Leon heard Hermione’s words and hurriedly spoke.

“Hmph.”

Hermione snorted coldly and went upstairs with the key, this time the room was indeed a serial suite, so Leon first went to the Grangers’ room, dropped off their luggage, and returned to the room where he and Hermione were through the school door that connected the two rooms.

Compared with the old decoration of Paris before, the sea view suite in Saint-Tropez is much more fashionable, and the decoration of the overall room is definitely novel in this era, and the bed is still the kind of European-style solid wood bed, which looks very modern.

“I sleep on the right side.” As soon as he entered the door, Leon saw Hermione pouring towels on the bed, as if he wanted to separate the large bed one meter eight meters wide from it.

“No, I also want to get up early and see the sea for the first time.”

Seeing this, Leon teased Hermione with evil amusement.

“I said that if you want the right, you want the right, if you have the ability, I will squeeze together.” After Hermione finished speaking, she lay directly on the bed on the right, with a posture of dominating the mountain.

Leon shook his head, didn’t say anything more, he was just teasing Hermione, really with her, it was not appropriate, after all, Leon was now a white, so he should pay Mr. Granger a face.

Putting down her and Hermione’s luggage, Hermione quickly got up from the bed, “Do you want to go on a night tour?” ”

“Do you think I’m right now?” Leon asked rhetorically, showing his still somewhat incongruous body.

“It’s okay, I can save you.” Hermione added confidently.

“And then give you the opportunity to do artificial respiration on me? It’s impossible, not only girls, boys need to protect themselves outside. Leon shook his head and refused.

“Hmph, who is rare.” Hermione rolled her eyes at Leon and looked out the window at the sea that had calmed down with a look of longing.

“But I can accompany you to the beach.” Seeing this, Leon said helplessly.

“Okay, then let’s go.”

Hermione was overjoyed when she heard this, and directly showed Leon a bright smile, and then took Leon’s arm, which could not only support him, but also make the two look more natural, and walked out of the room.

And the Grangers who had just come out to eat some supper were watching the backs of the two leaving, looking at each other and smiling, as if they saw their younger selves.

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I don’t hide from you, this book will not have ghostwriting, nor will it deliberately go to the water, I plan to write this book as Feilu’s representative HP text to write, so, favorite brothers and sisters, please continue to support me, I want to crush all Feilu’s HP text, and then stand at the top and shout: “Who else!” ”

I won’t look at the comment area, rest assured codeword, I’m afraid you guys will laugh at me for being second in my age, hehe.