Hogwarts: A little lion in the skin of the Eagle School

The Granger family's kitchen.

At this moment, Hermione and Mrs. Granger were silently preparing dinner.

Hermione was focused on chopping the radish when Mrs. Granger suddenly spoke up out of the blue.

"Daughter, how far have things progressed between you and John?"

The tone was a mix of concern and teasing.

Upon hearing this, Hermione's hand trembled, and the neatly sliced ​​radish was cut crooked.

"mom!"

Hermione's ears burned, and she was so embarrassed she almost blew steam as she pouted at Mrs. Granger.

"Oh, what's there to be shy about?"

"Weren't you guys having a lot of fun just now?"

Mrs. Granger said with a smile, jokingly.

Hermione simply stopped talking and buried her face even lower.

Mrs. Granger did not stop, but hesitated for a moment before speaking softly.

"But, my daughter..."

"You two are still young, so it's best not to rush things..."

Hermione was no longer a child and immediately understood what her mother meant.

Her face flushed again, and she quickly waved her hand.

"Mom! What are you thinking!"

"We...we were just joking..."

The more Hermione spoke, the less confident she became, until her voice was almost inaudible.

Mrs. Granger simply smiled and patted her daughter's head.

"Your mother and father have been together since I was 15. Do you think I don't know what you're thinking?"

Hermione: ?

Hearing this, little Hermione was greatly shocked.

Her gentle, virtuous, intellectual, and rational mother also started dating at the age of 15, and it was with her current father who seems somewhat honest and simple.

"I've known your father since we were little."

"Your dad was quite handsome back then, oh, of course, he's still... uh... not bad now either."

"A man's prime is sometimes shorter than a woman's, you know what I mean."

Mrs. Granger chatted with her daughter as if she were having a private conversation with a close friend, relaxing and reminiscing about her youthful days.

Hermione was amused by her mother's words, the blush on her face gradually turning into a mischievous smile. She couldn't help but ask, "And then what happened? How did you... confirm your relationship?"

At this point, Mrs. Granger became even more furious.

"It was after school when my bicycle tire went flat, and your dad took me home. We were on good terms at the time, so he agreed."

"But as a result, for several days in a row, my tires were flat every day."

"I'm wondering if I've offended someone?"

"It wasn't until later, when I specifically waited near the bicycle, that I discovered that all the air in my tires had been secretly let out by your dad!"

At this point, Hermione couldn't help but burst into laughter, pressing for an answer: "And then? And then?"

Mrs. Granger continued.

"Then I'll definitely give him a good scolding! It's all his fault that I have to go to the acupoints to replenish my energy every day."

"After that, to punish your father, I made him pick me up from school every day from then on."

Hermione's eyes lit up when she heard this.

This isn't a punishment, it's clearly a reward!

"It was around that time, after I found out, that your father finally mustered up the courage to confess his feelings."

As Mrs. Granger spoke, a shy blush appeared on her face.

Hermione, who was standing nearby, was also delighted to hear this.

It turns out that my parents also started their innocent romance at this age.

That's great...

......

"Hey John, let me tell you, don't believe what a woman looks like after marriage..."

"I've known your aunt since we were very young. She wasn't nearly as virtuous as she is now when she was little..."

The living room on the other side.

John was so embarrassed that he started a conversation by saying that Hermione had a wonderful mother who was both elegant and domestic.

As soon as he finished praising him, Mr. Granger reacted negatively and started whispering to John about his younger days.

"Your aunt used to be really fierce, a total school bully..."

"She bullied me since I was a child, and unfortunately, I didn't develop as fast as her back then, so she always bullied me."

John was taken aback as he listened to Mr. Granger's grievances.

Female school bully?

Who?

Mrs. Granger?

John was shocked to hear this. The aunt who was wearing an apron and skillfully making dinner in the kitchen used to be a female school bully.

Before John could even express his surprise, Mr. Granger continued speaking.

"So, when I was about 15 years old and still in school, I thought I'd get back at her a little. I deliberately let the tires off her bicycle so she'd have to walk home after school."

"For several days in a row, she came and stole my bicycle every time!"

"After that, I even thought about just not letting go, since I was the one suffering anyway."

"But just as I was about to finish letting out one last breath and retire from this life, she caught me..."

At this point, Mr. Granger looked as if he were reminiscing about a painful past.

"At that moment, the brick in her hand was only 0.01 centimeters away from me..."

"To avoid getting beaten up, I had to bite the bullet and say I liked her... and wanted to go home with her before I let out the gas..."

"Originally, I thought she would definitely reject me or mock me or something, but at least I wouldn't get beaten up..."

"And guess what? She actually agreed!"

Mr. Granger said with an incredulous look on his face.

They were clearly shocked by the disastrous failure of that expedient measure.

Even John, an observer, found it outrageous, let alone him.

What does it mean when revenge turns into love?

"Didn't you explain it back then...?" John asked, unable to suppress a laugh.

"I wanted to explain, but she was holding a brick!"

Upon hearing this, John couldn't help but burst out laughing.

But remembering that this was his future father-in-law, he couldn't laugh, so he forced himself to continue asking.

"And then what happened?"

Mr. Granger scratched his head, looking slightly embarrassed, and continued.

"Later, your aunt and I became boyfriend and girlfriend and were together for five years."

"She brought a brick to school every day..."

"But I gradually came to really like her."

Like a reminiscence, or perhaps a sigh, Mr. Granger let out a soft breath and smiled.

"Back then, I was still being bullied by her. It wasn't until we got married and had Hermione that she became the gentle person she is now."

"I'm also very glad that I was able to confess my feelings to your aunt back then."

John nodded in agreement; the love of the older generation is truly beautiful.

I always thought Hermione's indomitable spirit and sharp edge came from her father, Mr. Granger.

However, ever since he was fully recognized by Mr. Granger last time and their relationship gradually became more familiar, he discovered that Mr. Granger and Hermione's personalities were completely different.

Feelings are inherited from one's mother...