Hogwarts: I'm just here to enjoy the magic

outside of London.

Hermione's house.

Inside the living room.

Mr. Granger was sitting on the sofa, smoking heavily.

In fact, he usually doesn't smoke this thing, but now he is very stressed and needs to relax.

"Smoke less." Mrs. Granger was also advising him. "If our little sweetheart sees you, you will definitely be scolded."

"Even if that's the case..." Mr. Granger shook his head, "That will happen in the future. Let's look at the present first."

In the corner of the living room, the TV was on, with the sound almost turned to the maximum.

What appeared on the TV screen was a live broadcast of Tom Wallace's speech.

The speech hasn't started yet.

So through TV, you can only see people whispering.

There were a lot of people, and it was dark, like a sea.

"Oh, okay, there's a riot again." Mrs. Granger was worried. "Didn't Scotland have a riot a few years ago? I heard that many people died. Why is it starting again now? They can't live in peace. Do you want some?"

She couldn't understand.

Why is Scotland always fighting for independence?

Just because it's easier to make money in England?Domestic policies also favor England?

"It's hard to talk about matters at the national level." Mr. Granger looked grim. "Looking at the momentum, it is even bigger than last time."

This was not the first time Scotland had rebelled against English rule.

Or demonstrations, or strikes, or even armed conflicts.

These have all happened in recent decades.

Mr. Granger is not particularly old, and all he has experienced is the chaos of the 80s.

At that time, one in five workers in Scotland lost their jobs due to some policy adjustments.

Such a terrible unemployment rate will of course trigger riots.

At that time, the country of Yu sent military police to suppress it.

"Will they have any influence on Hermione if they are making such a fuss?" Mrs. Granger was a little worried, "Isn't Hogwarts in the Scottish Highlands?"

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Mr. Granger comforted her. "I have said many times that she is safe in the magic school. There is no need to worry about it."

"That's good." Mrs. Granger's nervous heart relaxed slightly.

"Even if you have to worry, you should also worry about whether you will encounter danger after the summer vacation. The situation in Scotland is so tense now. I wonder if there will be a war with England."

"Then write her a letter and tell her that it's very chaotic outside now and ask her not to go home and stay in school?"

"Take your time and wait and see what's going on. Okay, let's get started!"

Mr. Granger informed, and then turned all his attention to the TV screen.

This is a live broadcast, with professional reporters providing commentary.

[Tom Wallace appears! 】

[He was escorted by his entourage and stepped onto the podium! 】

[Following him were other members of the Scottish Parliament who supported him.According to the list, there are... and other members. 】

[There are so many people, it seems that Tom Wallace really has a lot of support. 】

Just as the reporter reported, Tom walked to the podium.

I tidied up the microphone and tested its performance.

Then the formal speech began.

"Hello everyone, I'm Tom Wallace..."

Tom started with a conventional self-introduction and slowly introduced the topic.

As he spoke, the audience cheered from time to time.

Especially when Tom mentioned that the Scots should be independent, have independent financial rights, no longer contribute to the prosperity of England, and make Scotland prosperous again, the cheers from the audience almost resounded through the sky.

Even through the broadcast equipment and the distorted transmission of the TV speakers, the Grangers could still feel the enthusiasm at the scene.

boom!

bang bang bang! ! !

Suddenly, there was a burst of fierce gunfire.

Tom fell to the ground.

The scene was immediately chaotic.

There were all kinds of shouts.

Some exclaimed, some were furious, and some asked.Various sounds were mixed together.

Even the reporter's voice was mixed in, making it difficult to hear.

Mr. Granger frowned.

Mrs. Granger on the side covered her mouth in surprise.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

"Tom Wallace may have been assassinated." Mr. Granger looked solemn. "Things are in trouble."

Anyone with any sense can understand that at this juncture, if a figure similar to a leader is assassinated, it is really no different than lighting a barrel of explosives.

"The country of Yu is really going to be in chaos."

He closed his eyes and bowed his head in thought.

After a while, he opened his eyes: "Go and pack your things, let's go to the country."

"Huh?" Mrs. Granger looked confused.

"We won't come back until the situation becomes clear." Mr. Granger explained calmly. "Write a letter to Hermione and ask her to stay at school during the holidays and not to come back. Unless we write to tell her that it is safe outside, she Only then can you come out.”

"Is this... so exaggerated?" Mrs. Granger hesitated, "If it's really such a mess, why not take her with you?"

"Didn't I say before that she is safe in school. Things in the Muggle world will not affect the wizarding world. There are many magic barriers near Hogwarts, which are enough to protect her. . If you let her come out now, you will be in danger."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Mrs. Granger was finally persuaded.

In fact, it’s not that Mr. Granger’s eloquence is so good.

mainly……

Hogwarts is a magic school with a thousand-year heritage. Hermione stays there and is protected by a magic barrier.

It's really much safer than outside.

Also.

Hermione is already a little witch.

Her ability to protect herself is directly better than theirs.

In this case, it is better to consider your own safety.

They are just ordinary Muggles and cannot stand the torture.

The decision was made, and the Grangers took action.

What prompted such a judgment was that Tom, who never got up after being assassinated, was lying boredly on the podium, counting sheep.

After counting, my patience was exhausted, and I couldn't help but ask: "Are you okay yet? I'm about to fall asleep."

Jack on the side heard this and raised his eyebrows slightly: "How can the leader sleep in such a noisy environment?"

"It's just an analogy." Tom rolled his eyes, "According to the script, shouldn't I be escorted to the hospital first?"

"This is the plan, but I didn't expect that there were too many people and the ambulance was blocked from outside." Jack explained, "Don't worry, everything is under control and is proceeding according to the plan."

"That's good." Tom exhaled with satisfaction, "It's not in vain that I fell sincerely. It's quite difficult to play a person who was really shot."

"Thanks a lot."

Jack said nothing more.

In this crowded scene, there are many TV stations broadcasting live.

It’s really too much to say too much.

Still be careful.