Chapter 77: Going Home

Since he took it, John naturally wouldn't throw the luggage back.

Anyway, it's not heavy, and it's only a two-step walk to home.

Afterwards, John led Hermione out of King's Cross Station.

"John, didn't you let your parents come to pick you up?"

After walking outside, Hermione saw no one coming to pick up John, and asked strangely.

However, John pointed directly at the apartment building across the street.

"My house is right there, why would they need to pick me up."

Hermione looked in the direction John pointed, looked at the apartment building across the intersection, and was also stunned for a moment.

Last time John said his house was next to the station, she thought John meant the nearby block.

As a result, she didn't expect that this "next to" was "next to" in the true sense.

Afterwards, the two children walked across the crosswalk to the apartment building.

It's an apartment building located next to King's Cross Station, the nearby environment is nothing to say.

The street is paved with heavy stone slabs, and there is a row of tall plane trees, but because of the season, only a few withered yellow leaves hang on the branches.

After entering the apartment building, the temperature warmed up a lot.

The interior of the apartment building, whether it is decoration or facilities, looks very exquisite; retro oil paintings hang on the walls, and the stair railings are also polished as bright as new.

John took Hermione all the way to the fifth floor; there was only one household on the whole floor.

Took out the key to open the door, and found that it was pitch black inside, obviously no one was at home.

After turning on the light, John let Hermione go in first.

Hermione held the cat cage in her hand, walked into the house cautiously, and looked around.

The decoration in the house is simple and warm, a few dark brown leather sofas are placed in the center of the living room, and a few unique modern paintings hang on the wall.

And John, who was closing the door and changing shoes behind, suddenly noticed a corner of two envelopes exposed in the mailbox on the back of the door.

John took out the envelopes and looked, aren't those the letters he sent out?

It seems there is no one at home, so no one read the letters sent out.

It's not right either; counting the one in the first week of school, didn't he send three letters?

Forget it, go in first.

When John walked in, Hermione asked strangely.

"Did your parents go out to work?"

At this time, there was no one at home, so Hermione had such a question.

"Who knows."

John shrugged his shoulders; there was no one at home during this period, his parents probably went on a honeymoon.

Sure enough, children delay their parents' love.

At this time, John suddenly noticed a piece of letter paper on the table in the hall, picked it up and looked, it was left by his parents for him.

After reading the content on it, John's expression was as if he had expected it, very speechless, and then laughed angrily.

Seeing John's expression change, Hermione blinked her eyes in confusion.

"Hermione, it seems that the two of us will have to depend on each other for the next few days."

Hearing John's words, Hermione was obviously stunned, not understanding John's meaning, and John handed the letter to Hermione.

And he carried Hermione's luggage and walked into the inner room, planning to prepare a guest room for Hermione first.

Hermione continued to look at the letter in the hall.

Seeing the end, her face gradually dyed with a touch of crimson.

It turned out that after John went to Hogwarts, his parents went out to travel for a period of time, and then returned early because of work.

So they received John's first letter, but had no means of replying.

After the work was busy, because the previous accumulated holidays hadn't been used up, they took advantage of the eve of Christmas to go out to travel again.

Said they would wait until Christmas to come back.

Because they didn't know if John would come back for the holiday, they left this letter to prevent John from finding no one at home and worrying when he came back for the holiday.

In other words, for the next few days, she would be alone with John?

It's not that she resists, it's just that she originally thought she was coming to a friend's house to disturb for a few days.

As a result, now it has become living alone with a friend for a few days without parents...

Hermione closed the letter paper, and for a while didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or be shy about them living alone together.

Regarding meeting John's parents, she was actually quite nervous, especially since she had to disturb here for a few more days.

So now John's parents were not at home, and only the two of them were left, Hermione could be more at ease instead.

Adapt to this strange environment in advance, and when John's parents come back, she can also face it more calmly.

As for them living together...

It's just living with a younger brother for a few days, what's the big deal!

Maybe I still have to help his parents take care of him.

Thinking of this, Hermione nodded firmly, as if cheering for herself, and restored her usual calmness.

It's just that the little pink on her ear tips never faded.

Time came to night.

Both of them had rested, and changed into comfortable casual clothes.

Hermione also recovered, walked around John's house, and except for the master bedroom of his parents, she could go to other rooms at will.

At this time, John was searching for ingredients in the kitchen, planning to make a simple dinner.

Hermione leaned lightly against the kitchen door, watching John stand on tiptoe to reach the seasoning jar on the high place of the cabinet, and couldn't help but smile.

"John, can you really cook?"

"Just kidding, back then the Chinese Little Master was all inspired by me."

John finally reached the seasoning jar, saying firmly while struggling to twist the jar lid.

Yeah, why does Mom twist this thing so tight usually, I can't steal food, right?

And Hermione on the side, although she didn't know what the Chinese Little Master was, but looking at John's struggling appearance, she laughed again.

"Need help?"

"No!"

Facing Hermione's inquiry, John refused without thinking.

Used all his strength, finally twisted open the jar lid, and John immediately prepared other ingredients in a hurry.

Don't say, John's operation, although it looks a bit clumsy, didn't make any mistakes.

A dinner was made in a rush.

Although it was just a simple corn and radish soup, paired with Italian sauce noodles as the staple food, and there was a slightly burnt fried egg on the side.

But it still looked like something, and it smelled quite fragrant.

This was much better than she expected.

Hermione's evaluation of John in her heart couldn't help but rise a few points.

"How about it, color, fragrance, and taste are all complete, right?"

When John set the dinner plate, he said proudly with his hands on his hips.

"Smells good, who knows how it tastes?"

Hermione teased back, but still sat at the dining table.

It was just that when the two sat opposite each other, Hermione suddenly realized something.

Usually, although they had the experience of eating together at Hogwarts, that was all in the Great Hall, similar to a canteen.

And now they are like this, only two people, sitting face to face, is still the first time.

Hermione raised her head to look at John's reaction, and found that he didn't seem to have any abnormality, just stuffing his face.

Seeing this scene, Hermione shook her head with amusement, and started to eat, thinking she was too sensitive.

They didn't speak while eating, quietly.

It was as if an ordinary family was having dinner together, warm and quiet, making people unconsciously immersed in it. ===== CHAPTER 78 =====