Chapter 185: Quiet Ryan

The next day.

John got up early, came downstairs to have breakfast with everyone, and watched the morning news by the way.

【Yesterday, a sudden temperature drop occurred in parts of the northern suburbs of London. According to relevant people, it was like suddenly entering winter, and then it returned to normal. Experts speculate that this hot summer may be coming to an end】

Isn't it coming to an end? It will be autumn in two months, and winter in another two months.

These experts are too expert.

While eating breakfast, John complained in his heart.

It's just that this description doesn't look like a natural phenomenon....

However, John didn't think much about it; if it was really some mess in the wizarding world, they would definitely receive news.

Just as John was thinking, Hermione gently pushed him: "What are you dazing about?"

"Eat quickly, let's go out to buy ingredients together."

"There are quite a few things to prepare for the picnic tomorrow."

John was stunned for a moment, then responded.

What things to prepare for a picnic?

Isn't it just finding a piece of grass, laying a cloth, setting up some food, and then running around like a Husky?

Picnic, picnic, the main point is the "wild" word.

It's just that different people seem to have different understandings of this "wild".

The wild that Hermione understands represents the location.

The wild that John understands represents the behavior.....

Afterwards, all morning, John was acting as a porter, following Hermione through various stalls in the market, carrying bags of ingredients or sundries.

Fortunately, he had done some heavy lifting with Hagrid for a while, so he could handle it.

Otherwise, he would have lain down for Hermione to see.

And watching Hermione skillfully bargaining with merchants, John couldn't help but think that the gap between people is really big.

If he came to buy, he would probably spend 40% to 50% more money...

But relatively speaking, the time would be reduced by at least half.

If he liked it, he would buy it, never dragging his feet.

It wasn't until noon that they returned home with big bags and small bags.

The first day of missing magic...

By the time they finished cleaning up and had lunch, it was already past one o'clock in the afternoon.

"Why don't we take a break." John said slowly while lying on the sofa.

"Good suggestion."

Hermione, who was always decisive, nodded without thinking.

Although there was still luggage to organize for tomorrow's outing, both of them were exhausted at this moment, so they could only rest for a while and continue in the afternoon.

The sunlight slanted on the living room carpet, and the wind chimes outside the window swayed gently, making a faint and crisp sound.

The two lay on the sofa together, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Originally, they went to bed relatively late last night, and got up so early this morning, plus running around all morning, now that they rested, the sleepiness surged up at once.

Hermione's eyes blinked, as if they would close at any time, but she stubbornly supported them.

John turned his head, looking at her tired but still strong appearance, couldn't help laughing, and reached out, gently pulling Hermione into his arms.

Hermione didn't resist, obediently lying on John's body; when people are dazed, they will always unconsciously approach the most reassuring person or place.

Looking at Hermione who burrowed into his arms, John also leaned to one side of the sofa, letting her lean more comfortably in his arms.

Just like this, the two lay on the sofa together, listening to each other's breathing gradually stabilize.

Soon sleepiness enveloped the two, and they fell into a deep sleep together.

I don't know how long it took.

John was awakened by the wet heat on his lips.

When he opened his eyes dazed, he found Hermione's lips were gently pressed against the corner of his mouth.

He woke up immediately.

"Hermione..."

John couldn't help but move his lips and called out, his voice hoarse from just waking up.

And Hermione saw John wake up, was startled, immediately shrank her neck, buried her blushing face in John's neck, and spoke muffledly.

"... You, you're awake."

"Hmm, woken up by your kiss."

"......"

Listening to John's straightforward response, Hermione's ears turned red immediately.

She just woke up a step earlier, saw John's sleeping face, and couldn't help but steal a kiss.

But she didn't expect to be caught right after kissing. She was so ashamed.

Although they were a legitimate couple, they still maintained a proper sense of proportion when getting along.

Mainly because both sides felt that the other was still young...

Usually, they tried their best to restrain themselves and not do anything too out of bounds.

But occasionally they would want to be intimate.

Just like that kiss just now.

Looking at Hermione who didn't dare to see anyone, John suddenly smiled mischievously and whispered in her ear.

"You stole a kiss from me this time, it's my turn next time."

Listening to the whisper in her ear, Hermione's body trembled, but she didn't refuse, and responded softly.

"... Hmm..."

Time came to the evening.

John, who had just finished showering, had just returned to his room when he suddenly found a familiar owl standing on the railing of the terrace outside.

Holding a letter in its beak.

"Eh? Muffin?"

"Did Titus ask you to send me a letter? But how did he know I was here..."

John opened the window while calling out softly, and Muffin flew in immediately, landing on John's arm.

He took the letter from Muffin's mouth, and before opening it, he saw words on the envelope.

After reading it, he knew that Titus had sent the letter to his home, and then his parents found it, so they gave Muffin the address here and let it send it directly.

After opening the letter, it was just an ordinary message; it was Titus, Ethan, Ryan, and him sharing a piece of letter paper, writing their own words on it, and then passing it around.

Early vx, it belongs to.

They would write such a letter every few days, so he was not surprised.

He usually found a blank space on it to write a few sentences and let Muffin take it back.

However, this message was not passed to Ryan, because Titus said something about Ryan in the letter.

That is, Ryan was very quiet this summer vacation.

Usually, Ryan was the most active one to contact them, but this summer vacation, except for a simple reply, there was no active news.

Even the content of the reply was very flat, like a robot.

Ethan also expressed some worry, not knowing if Ryan had encountered anything.

After all, Voldemort had just resurrected at the end of the last semester. At this juncture, it is hard not to worry.

John frowned, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the edge of the letter paper.

Ryan shouldn't be in any danger, because the Death Eaters are currently in a dormant state, and it is unlikely that they will make a move at this time.

Soon John remembered the scene where Ryan's mother hurriedly pulled Ryan away when they parted at the station, as if they were avoiding something.

But Ryan's father was very normal and gave them an apologetic smile.

Perhaps, Ryan's abnormality had something to do with his mother, or the situation within the family.

Although they had the address of Ryan's house, it was obviously inappropriate to visit rashly.

They could only wait until school started to ask Ryan in person.

After John wrote his thoughts on the original document, he let Muffin take the letter and fly back. ===== CHAPTER 186 =====