So Where Exactly Were They Going?

However, the mother and daughter merely glanced at Mr. Granger's objection before turning back to their own conversation.

"..."

As the saying goes, women should look outwards; the ancients were right.

And it's not just the daughter who's siding with outsiders; now even the wife is siding with someone else. This is truly...

"Oh, by the way, Mom, Bell also said he wanted to invite you to watch this year's Quidditch World Cup. He asked me to ask if you have time."

... This is absolutely fantastic!

"Have!"

Mr. Granger also knew about Quidditch Match.

At first, he actually looked down on Quidditch Match that wizards were so enthusiastic about.

Is Quidditch as fun as soccer?

It wasn't until last summer that he saw Quidditch Match recording on his daughter's magical little gadget called Personal Terminal.

At first glance, Mr. Granger was captivated by the exciting and intense competition that took place in the air.

To hell with football! A bunch of people running around on the ground, exhausted like dead dogs, aren't they?

That summer, the first thing Mr. Granger did every day when he got home was to borrow his daughter's Personal Terminal to play games.

Unfortunately, his daughter wasn't very willing to lend him the money, and he was so worried about it that he lost a lot of hair.

However, through persistent and unwavering efforts, he managed to watch several matches.

As a result, Mr. Granger was furious!

Damn Scotland Team, how could they be so cunning?!

As a former die-hard fan of England Team, Mr. Granger remains a staunch supporter of England Quidditch Team even now.

His love for England is as clear as day!

Therefore, his excitement wasn't due to the opportunity to watch the Quidditch World Cup live, but rather to cheer on the England team. Absolutely no ulterior motives whatsoever, really!

"Kill Scotland Team!"

However, there are always many people in this world whose thinking is very superficial, and who always think of others in a negative way.

Take, for example, the mother and daughter in front of us.

Look, come and see, what kind of eyes do they have!

"Ahem! What I mean is, we haven't had much of a break in almost a year either. Your mother and I were planning to take a good rest during your summer vacation and travel around with you."

Since you have other plans now, we will of course respect your wishes.

However, this frees up our time.

"Bell is your boyfriend after all, and since we're all free anyway, let's reluctantly give him the honor and go watch a few games."

Even with Mr. Granger's level of cultivation, he couldn't withstand the prolonged stares from the mother and daughter. His eyes darted around, and he came up with an excellent excuse... cough cough, a perfectly reasonable one.

A week passed quickly. Today was the day Bell and Hermione had agreed upon.

With her mother's help, Hermione spent nearly two hours getting ready.

She was sitting on the sofa in the living room, her eyes darting back and forth between the empty space in the living room and the clock on the wall.

Having experienced Bell picking up her family last Christmas, Hermione had already told Bell in advance, in order to lighten the burden on her boyfriend, that he could simply Apparition into the living room.

Although Hermione didn't know exactly how much effort it would take to keep the Banishing Charm intact when Apparition appeared.

But considering that even Lim can't do that yet, it can't possibly be as easy as Bell says.

"Alright, my sweet daughter, relax a bit. There's still half an hour until the appointed time."

Mrs. Granger held her daughter's hand and chuckled reassuringly.

I've never been this nervous before, not even when my daughter was waiting for her exam results.

Looking at the sweat beading on her daughter's nose, she felt gratified by her daughter's growth and happy that her daughter had met someone she truly loved.

Hermione understood the reasoning, but no matter how she tried to comfort herself, she couldn't calm herself down.

This was her first summer date with Bell. The previous two summers, for one reason or another, they hadn't even been able to see each other.

Moreover, she was also very curious about the destination Bell mentioned, which was absolutely beyond her imagination.

Could it be some legendary secret realm? The kind inhabited by tiny Goblin the size of a thumb with two little wings?

It can only be said that sometimes reading too many books is definitely not a good thing.

At least for now, Hermione has confused some of the fairy tales she read as a child with the realities of the wizarding world.

There are no legendary secret realms on this earth.

The so-called legends are mostly pranks played by witches with a wicked sense of humor.

As Hermione waited with agonizing anticipation, finally, with a distortion of space, Bell silently appeared in Hermione's house.

"Hello, Uncle and Auntie, thank you for waiting."

As soon as he appeared, Bell greeted Hermione's parents respectfully on the sofa.

He had already sensed their location before the Apparition appeared.

"Hello, Bell. Please sit down, Auntie will get you a cup of tea."

As she spoke, Mrs. Granger stood up.

In order to properly entertain her future son-in-law, she has recently been practicing her tea-making skills. Now she can confidently say that the black tea she brews is absolutely no worse than that of those in shops.

"No, Auntie, time is tight, we need to get there quickly."

Bell hurriedly stopped Mrs. Granger. Due to the special circumstances, he certainly didn't have time for a leisurely cup of tea.

"Huh!? Are you guys rushing to catch a flight or something?"

Mrs. Granger looked utterly disappointed. Her painstakingly honed skills had ultimately gone unappreciated, leaving her deeply frustrated.

"More or less."

Bell smiled apologetically.

"Alright then, be careful. By the way, when are you coming back?"

Disappointed, Mrs. Granger sat back down on the sofa. Suddenly, she remembered that she had a very important question that she had completely forgotten to ask.

"It will take one or two days if it's fast, and at the latest it shouldn't take more than a week."

Hearing that they would have to stay overnight, and possibly for several nights, Mr. Granger desperately wanted to save his daughter from her impending downfall.

However, considering that he hadn't yet obtained his Quidditch World Cup ticket, and even if he did, he didn't know how to get there, Mr. Granger ultimately couldn't say anything.

I wonder what Hermione would think if she knew that in her father's eyes, she wasn't even as valuable as a Quidditch World Cup ticket.