Comprehensive HP on the Possibility of Dual Cultivation of Magic and Martial Arts

Emily's family plans to travel to Bath, a small town in the east of England, during their summer vacation.Due to certain considerations and to please the powerful Voldemort, the Joneses invited him to go with them.

After Voldemort hinted that their sons and daughters can invite some classmates and friends together, not just limited to a few of them.The Joneses gritted their teeth and empowered Emily, asking her to bring a friend or two along.

Emily liked Carl, but what the Joneses wanted more was that she could climb into Voldemort's bed.Therefore, they kept creating various opportunities and accidents for her to meet Voldemort.However, under the extreme lack of cooperation of both parties, the plans of the Joneses generally ended in failure.

This time Emily invited Milkoda and Carl, "My dear, you must go, think about it, the town of Bath is a famous hot spring town, where there are the most famous ancient Roman public baths and king baths, although Muggles are not allowed to enter there, but wizards are not blocked. And there is also coffee brewed from authentic hot spring water. The hot spring in the king's bath has the effect of beautifying and beautifying the skin, and soaking it is especially good for the skin~" Amy Li kept asking Milko about the various benefits of the Amlibas Hot Spring.

"You also invited Carl." Mirkoda mockingly watched Emily's face turn red quickly, and then asked worriedly, "Do your parents still agree with you being together?"

"Yeah." Emily was frustrated at the thought of her parents always pushing her into the fire pit against her will. "I told them I liked Carl. But they still.... Well, sometimes I really doubt whether they regard me as a daughter or a political bargaining chip."

"Everything will be fine." Mirkoda patted her shoulder comfortingly, "If you need help, you can tell me."

"Yes, yes, yes... my dear, I have a big favor right now." Mirkoda raised her eyebrows and looked at Emily who suddenly cheered up.

"Help us take cover!" Xing Xingyan said.

"what?"

"My parents invited the Dark Lord this time, and their plan... huh~, you understand. So, remember to take me when necessary..." Emily made a gesture of picking it up, "Understood Alright."

"Understood, there is actually a solution once and for all." Mirkoda felt that after this time, the Joneses must hate themselves to death.But it doesn't matter, my friend is Emily, not them.

"what way?"

"Just plan on Voldemort's legs ╮(￣▽￣)╭, once and for all."

"..."

Seeing that Mirkota had also come, the Joneses got into a tangle.On the one hand, this girl is top-notch in terms of looks and talent, and she seems to have a good relationship with the Dark Lord, which is very suitable for her son who has eyes above the top.But on the other hand, she is too popular!All of a sudden, he compared his own daughter.The Joneses watched as the friends brought by their son hula surrounded Mirkoda and gritted their teeth. (You don’t understand the power of idols. The appearance of Voldemort can make you lose your mind. What’s wrong with Mirkoda just being surrounded by fans?)

Also gnashing his teeth was Voldemort standing beside the Joneses.After many years, he once again saw a group of big-tailed wolves gathered around the little girl who had shown a girlish posture like a flower bud about to bloom. Voldemort wanted to pull each of them out of Avada for five hours.When a child grows up, it is not a good thing to be missed.Especially after I have waited so hard for so many years, and seeing that there are only two years left, I can take it away with a "ah woo".It turned out that there were so many flies around and staring in a circle, Voldemort was in a terrible mood now.

"We meet again, Mirkoda." Voldemort forced his way through the crowd and walked in front of Mirkota.

"Hmm... Long time no see, Mr. Voldemort." Mirkoda breathed a sigh of relief, surrounded by a group of fanboys who wanted to sign autographs, it was really scary.

"I don't know if I have the honor to lead you the way." Voldemort stretched out his hand without refusal, and with his eyes, Voldemort motioned for Mirkota to quickly put his paw on it.

Mirkoda went down the donkey, scolding Voldemort in his heart for being shameless and taking advantage of others, but with a reserved and decent smile on his face, "Of course, thank you very much." She fled quickly.

The two people who left could hear the discussions of the fans behind them.

"I really didn't expect Jones to invite idols with such a big deal."

"He just took advantage of his sister, relying on idol's good temper."

"Yeah, idols are still so approachable."

"A few days ago, the official support group released a limited edition poster for idols, and I was lucky enough to grab one."

"Merlin! You are so lucky, it was already sold out when I went."

"By the way, the Dark Lord actually knows Aidou."

"I heard inside information that the Dark Lord is also a wild fan of Idol."

"Come on, blah blah"

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Mir Idol Koda: (-口-)...Wow~

Vol · Wild · Demould: (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻┻... These are some unlucky things! (Organized domestic fanboys and girls: what the hell, we are proud!)

Listening to the discussion of these big-tailed wolves, Voldemort clenched his hands tighter and tighter.

"Do you want to compete with me? Fudi." Mirkoda looked at him threateningly: If you don't let go, I will cut your hand off!

"...Mike, girls, don't be so violent." Voldemort let go, holding her hand and walking forward.He didn't stop until he came to the door of the guest room, "Mike," Voldemort said, trapping Mirkoda in his arms with a wall, bent slightly, and played with a lock of her hair in his hands. "Your OWLs results are out."

"Ah."

"How?" (￣盘￣) Can't you say a few more words!

"All O."

"You will graduate in two years. Have you thought about the future?"

"Ah."

"...What is it?" (￣盘￣#)

"Eat well, drink well, and grow old safely."

"What about the partner?"

"It doesn't matter."

"It's too much to pursue, Mi Ke. With your conditions, your talent, your attitude is very dangerous!" It's actually quite simple if it's just such a small request, but it's too easy to satisfy, so you can choose whoever you want Bastards can be easily hooked away.

Milkoda grabbed his collar, and Voldemort lowered his head in cooperation. The warm breath in his ears made him tremble from his tailbone to the back of his head.

Mirkoda's words were much gentler than her actions, "I don't know if my attitude is dangerous or not. I only know that if you are so presumptuous, you will be very dangerous."

"OK! OK!" Voldemort brushed his hair behind his ears and raised his hands in surrender. "Mike, it's better for girls to be gentle."

"Do you have a problem with me like this? Hold on!" Rolling her eyes, Mirkoda took advantage of the opportunity to straighten the collar that was wrinkled by her just now, and pushed him away. "You fell in love with Emily? Want to take her?"

Voldemort: "...(⊙_⊙)?" I didn't!I'm not!Who is messing around again!How did the topic get here?

"By default?"

"No! Miko, don't you know what I'm thinking!" Voldemort quickly explained.

"Should I know?" (Voldemort: ... This dead child is really insane!) Mirkoda thought for a while, guessing it might be the Jones's unilateral idea, and then threatened: "It's fine if I don't, she already likes it." If you dare to force me, I will break your legs!"

"Mike, I have no interest in that Jones." Voldemort was helpless, why was this little bastard so obsessed with breaking his leg.

"You don't like men, do you?" Emily is an authentic blond beauty, and she didn't like this guy?The aesthetics have gone astray!

"..., I'm sure my sexual orientation is okay!" (-dish-#)

"That's not good ╮(￣▽￣)╭."

Voldemort wanted to beat someone up, but he couldn't beat her when he thought about doing it, and he couldn't bear to use Cruciate.A mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, and he was so aggrieved that he died.Seeing Mirkota's embarrassing face of "I just like you who can't get used to me and can't get rid of me", Voldemort said with a wry smile: Forget it, this little bastard will feel uncomfortable if he doesn't get angry for a day, What else to do, of course, forgive her.

That night, Emily and Carl actually went out on a date under the pretext of going to the hot springs.Milkoda could only replace Emily, lying on her stomach in the open-air hot spring in the Salis Temple, enjoying the beautiful night view of eastern England.Because the evening sessions booked by the Joneses were for mixed baths, Mirkota bought a set of two-piece swimsuits at a nearby store for ordinary people.However, for some conservative wizards, it is still too exposed, such as Voldemort, who was pushed into the hot spring area enthusiastically by Mr. Jones, and now has a nosebleed.

Mr. Jones learned from his wife that his daughter has gone to the hot spring, and her little friends have also gone out to play hot air balloon tours around the city.So this was a good opportunity. Mr. Jones immediately booked out the entire open-air hot spring area, forbidding any unrelated people to disturb him, and prepared a bottle of good red wine.

Now that you have come to Bath, you must enjoy a hot spring.Voldemort was no exception, so when Mr. Jones pushed for the outdoor hot spring, he didn't refuse his kindness.It's just a little weird about the weird attitude of the Joneses, as if it doesn't matter if something happens?Is there something weird in it?Of course, Lord Dark Lord is not afraid of all kinds of emergencies, he just needs to be vigilant.

So upon entering the spa, Voldemort immediately noticed that there was another person inside.He drew out his wand vigilantly, and moved in carefully.Then...then there was no more, a generation of great descendants of Slytherin and the famous second-generation Dark Lord in history—Lord Voldemort fell to the street because of excessive blood loss.The end of this article...that's impossible.

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Thanks to "Shuran" and "Balala Little Demon Fairy" for their nutrient solutions.