Chapter 186: Picnic and Dementors

Facts have proved that if you go out to play with exquisite people, the experience will also be very exquisite.

The next morning, everyone who had packed up drove to a small forest on the outskirts of London.

They found a piece of grass near the creek, spread out a picnic cloth, and set up exquisitely prepared sandwiches, quiches, fruit tarts, and other exquisite desserts.

They also set up a small table and small chairs on the side, on which were placed self-squeezed fruit juice drinks and small snacks.

Mrs. Granger also had the leisure to set up a small glass jar, insert a few branches of wild daisies as a vase, and use it to embellish the picnic cloth.

Mr. Granger lit mosquito-repelling aromatherapy all around.

This scene looked quite elegant.

Decades later, this would be the time to take pictures and post them on Moments to share the sense of ritual of an exquisite life.

But there was no such social atmosphere now.

All the careful preparations were not for showing off, not for sharing, but for their purest enjoyment.

The sunlight slanted on the picnic cloth, reflecting the amber light of the jam jar glass.

Hermione was lowering her head to organize the lunch box, her hair gently lifted by the wind.

Hermione was exceptionally beautiful today.

She was wearing a light blue shirt, the neckline tied into a gentle bow with a ribbon, making her neck line look softer.

Paired with a black pleated skirt, the hem of the skirt swayed gently with the wind, like new leaves just drawn in spring.

It was an outfit John had never seen before, but it happened to set off the relaxation and gentleness she rarely had on weekdays.

John was a bit distracted, and the cap of the juice bottle in his hand hadn't been unscrewed for a long time.

Hermione's ear tips were slightly red, not knowing if it was tanned by the sun, or because she felt shy because John had been staring at her.

This scene was also seen by Mrs. Granger, she smiled, got up and came to her husband who knew nothing, and gently touched her husband's arm.

"Let's go for a walk by the creek, we haven't walked together for a long time."

"Oh, okay."

Mr. Granger heard his wife's request and agreed without thinking much.

Anyway, the venue had been cleaned up, and the rest was free time, eat if you want, play if you want.

Turning back to tell the two children, they slipped into the forest path like a newlywed couple, their backs gradually disappearing into the mottled tree shadows.

Watching the departure of the two parents, John and Hermione looked at each other subconsciously, and then lowered their heads.

"Idiot... why do you keep staring at me."

Seeing her parents leave, Hermione didn't endure it anymore, and complained with a blushing face.

Being stared at so straightforwardly by John under her parents' noses, she was almost ashamed to death.

"Ah? Did I?"

John was stunned, not realizing at all how long he had been staring at Hermione.

"I was just thinking, you look quite good in this outfit today."

"Still saying it!"

Listening to John's straightforward praise, Hermione grabbed a piece of quiche and stuffed it directly into John's mouth, trying to block his mouth with food.

John was choked by the sudden quiche and couldn't speak, his cheeks bulging like a squirrel.

Hermione couldn't help laughing when she saw this, her fingertips were still stained with jam, and she wiped the corner of his mouth by the way.

"Deserve it, telling you to talk nonsense."

John originally wanted to resist, but after chewing, his eyes lit up, this thing tastes good.

"Another one."

John didn't argue with Hermione anymore, just ate blindly.

After mixing with Titus for a long time, his appetite was much better than before.

Of course, it might also be because of growing his body.

Looking at John who was eating and drinking, Hermione shook her head helplessly, but still handed him a drink and fed him from time to time.

Before long, the Granger couple also came back from their walk.

Seeing that they were all eating, they started to enjoy this rare picnic together.

After eating and drinking enough, and cleaning up the mess, John lay down on the picnic mat lazily.

Hermione sat on the side reading a book quietly.

The Granger couple sat on the small chairs on the side, chatting softly about something.

Such a life is really beautiful.

If only it could go on like this forever.

John looked at the blue sky and thought... no, it's gray sky....... uh, black sky...

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No, why did the sky suddenly turn dark?

Didn't the weather forecast say it was a sunny day today?

John looked at the sky darkening and sat up hurriedly.

Hermione also noticed the change in the sky, her brows slightly frowned.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew.

Several people shivered.

You know, it's midsummer now, even if it's going to rain, there can't be such a low temperature.

Such a scene made them think of some bad memories coincidentally.

"Children, it seems our activity has to end early."

Mr. Granger didn't realize anything, just looked at the sky darkening, thinking it was going to rain, stood up and said to the two.

John and Hermione looked at each other, didn't say anything, nodded, and started to pack things neatly.

Before long, they packed up their things and ran toward the place where they parked the car.

Soon they ran back to the car, and just as the car door closed, raindrops slammed onto the roof of the car, like someone beating a drum in the sky.

"Phew, this weather really changes as it says, fortunately we ran fast, otherwise we would all be drenched."

Looking at the rain curtain outside the car, Mr. Granger in the car breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

"... Dear, don't you feel a bit cold?"

At this time, Mrs. Granger shivered slightly and asked.

Hearing her say this, the few people in the car also felt a chill seep into the car one after another.

What's more terrible is that they were shocked to find that a layer of thin frost had formed on the car window, as if winter had suddenly arrived.

Seeing this scene, John finally confirmed.

It's Dementors!

Without hesitation, John took out his wand directly, while vigilantly observing outside the window, while saying to Mr. Granger.

"Uncle, start the car quickly and leave here!"

Hermione also thought of Dementors and urged her father as well.

Hearing the two children urging with a solemn face at the same time, Mr. Granger didn't care to ask more, and immediately turned the key to start the car.

But just as the car started, a terrifying black shadow fell from the sky and landed on the front of the car.

Although Muggles cannot see Dementors, Dementors can still harm Muggles.

As soon as they appear, they will suck away all the happy emotions around, leaving only cold emptiness and boundless suffocation.

Sure enough, the Granger couple felt a deep despair at the same time, as if all happy memories were being pulled away alive, and even breathing became heavy and thin.

Mr. Granger even lost control of the steering wheel, and the car crashed uncontrollably toward a big tree on the side of the road.

"Shock Absorption Stop!"

John didn't hesitate to wave his wand and whispered.

The out-of-control car stabilized all of a sudden, barely stopping less than half a meter in front of the tree.

Before they could catch their breath, the Dementor outside the car rushed toward them again.

Seeing this, John pushed open the car door and walked out, the cold wind wrapped in the fishy smell of rain poured into the carriage, he blocked in front of the car, wand held high.

"Expecto Patronum!"

In an instant, a silver mist-like light lit up, repelling the rushing Dementor outside the light mist.

A single Dementor could not pose a threat to him at all.

"John! Watch out above!"

At this time, Hermione's exclamation sounded.

I saw another Dementor appear above John at some point, rushing toward him.

John's eyes condensed, and he immediately turned and raised his wand.

I saw the originally mist-like Patronus instantly condense into a majestic giant eagle, spreading its wings and crying.

A burst of silver energy erupted from it, sweeping toward the surroundings like spherical ripples.

The Dementor let out a shrill hiss under the impact of the silver light, and the black robe was lifted away.

Seeing that both Dementors were repelled, John waved his wand again.

I saw the giant eagle spread its wings, flying toward one of the Dementors that intended to escape, its wings crossed and closed, the giant eagle turned into a translucent light shield, fiercely trapping a Dementor.

The Dementor was trapped in the silver light shield, struggling and twisting, making a silent wail.

And the other Dementor turned and flew toward the sky, hiding in the depths of the surging dark clouds. ===== CHAPTER 187 =====