aircannonsinc Chapter 105 The Dead Macon
Chapter 105 The Dead Macon
Macon dragged the awkward Hermione out of Granger's house. He didn't touch the money. During this time, Lockhart was doing quite well in the Muggle world. Published here on Gua, it is loved by a large number of ladies.
This allowed him to squeeze into the social circle of famous people, and later relied on his extraordinary appearance and unique temperament to successfully accumulate a lot of wealth.
The fact that the little brother is rich means that the cat is rich, and Macon happily accompanied Hermione to go shopping.
"Hermione, isn't this going to buy clothes with you? Why do you always make gestures at me?"
"Yeah, you are shopping for clothes with me, and I want to buy some for you too."
"But these are women's clothes!"
Macon looked at the skirt sticking to him with trembling corners of his eyes, and then at Hermione with a serious face, what is it all about.
"I didn't buy it for you to wear. You are a little taller than me now. I can compare it with you, and I can know if it suits me."
"Really?"
"real!"
Macon was dragged by Hermione to shuttle through various women's clothing stores in the shopping plaza. He felt very tired now. The tiredness was not only from the body, but also from the soul.
As time passed, Macon gradually became numb, like a marionette. When he came back to his senses, he was already sitting in the unicorn carriage. The originally comfortable and spacious space was filled with all kinds of things. clothing.
"Hermione, are you sure you have a chance to wear this?"
Macon raised the European court dress in his hand, the water blue gauze, the hem could drag on the ground.
"Hermione, this is a wig, what are you buying this for?"
Macon raised the black and smooth long black hair in his hand again, he really didn't understand, how did she wear this on her thick and fluffy hair?
"Hermione, if you want to wear this, I'll be in good spirits!"
It was a black dress with a white lace apron and a white cutout Katyusha headdress.
Macon picked up the maid outfit excitedly, and looked at Hermione with his eyes wide open.
"You want to see?"
"Mmmmmmm!"
Hermione looked at the excited Macon with satisfaction, since she wanted to see it, then put it on!
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Ding Dong!Ding Dong!
"Honey, go and open the door, they probably came back from shopping! I'm still cooking."
"Okay, okay."
Mr. Granger stretched out his palm while walking, and looked at the ring on his finger with satisfaction. When he came to the door, he opened the door with a click. Outside stood his daughter and a cute little maid!Um!very cute!
Bang!
The door was quickly closed by him, he blinked suspiciously, and opened the door again, he had never seen such a cute little girl.
A head of black and smooth long hair reaching to the bare feet, a delicate face with beautiful yellow-green heterochromatic pupils, a pair of small and cute black cat ears standing on both sides of the white Katyusha headdress, shaking from time to time.
The little maid seemed a little unhappy, frowning slightly, pouted her mouth, her little expression was matched with the maid outfit, which was very cute. There was a long black cat tail protruding from her side, and the tail on the tip of the tail The silver ring made him very familiar!
"Ah, ah, ah..."
"What's the matter? Who's here? Huh?"
Mrs. Granger, who heard her husband chatting endlessly and didn't know what happened, turned off the gas stove and walked out of the kitchen, and was also nailed to the spot.
"He, he is Macon!"
Mr. Granger pointed at Macon in surprise, and told his wife.
"Oh my god, my god, it's so cute, come and give mom a hug!"
Mrs. Granger danced excitedly. She walked up to Macon, hugged him into her arms, stroked the cat's ears with one hand, and moved the cat's tail with the other. This feeling was Macon!
"How is it? I am most satisfied with the clothes I bought today."
Hermione looked proudly at Macon, who was like a pissed off daughter-in-law, but it took her a lot of effort to put him in this outfit in the carriage.
"Huh? Any other clothes? Granger! Go cook and let me see what else!"
Mrs. Granger excitedly opened the carriage, looked at the various styles of clothes in the carriage and nodded in satisfaction.
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After dinner, the family sat on the sofa and watched TV. Macon had already turned back into a black cat lying on the sofa, pointing his butt at Hermione and ignoring her.
"Macon~ It's okay if I was wrong, I apologize to you!"
Hermione stretched out her little hand to smooth his fur, but before her hand touched it, she noticed that the black cat's fur was shaking constantly, full of resistance.
"Hermione, you've caused trouble today. I don't think Macon will talk to you recently."
Mrs. Granger looked at her daughter contentedly.
"Mom, you are also responsible for this!"
Seeing her gloating, Hermione became angry. It was good enough to let Macon wear a women's dress, but she was dragged into the bedroom by her mother, tried all the clothes that day, and then A lot of photos were taken, which made Macon blow his hair.
"But I see that you are happier than I am. You almost broke the shutter of your father's camera."
"I···"
Hermione was powerless to refute, she really played too much today, she looked at Macon helplessly, activated the Animagus, turned into a lion cat, tiptoed to Macon, and lay down next to him.
Macon turned his head angrily, expressing that he didn't want to talk to her.
The white cat stretched out its claws, turned the black cat's head over, licked the fur on his face, and helped him clean up.
Um?I was careless and didn't dodge. Out of feline instinct, Macon also subconsciously smoothed the cat's fur for the other party.
Cats lick each other's fur not only to clean and leave their own smell, but also to relieve and mediate their emotions and maintain a healthy mental state.
Mrs. Granger looked at the intimate movements of the two cats and knew that they had made up. They were really a noisy couple. She turned her head to look at her husband and found that he was still watching the TV with great interest. She slapped The opponent's thigh.
"oh oh."
Mr. Granger, who was belatedly aware of it, realized what his wife meant, and held her in his arms to watch TV together.
Minister Fudge's home in a high-rise residential area of the Ministry of Magic in London.
Boom!Wow~~
Damn it!Damn it!What's wrong with me?What exactly happened?
Fudge broke mirrors one after another, and at least a dozen mirrors, big or small, were broken in the house!
For him who always pays attention to his appearance, he has a lot of mirrors at home. He picked up a small round mirror and looked at himself. He looks younger and more handsome!But what the hell is this granulation?
He angrily grabbed a gray granulation protruding from the corner of his eye, and pulled it out vigorously, but it was useless at all. The weird granulation just shrank and broke free from his hand, and slipped back!
That monster was obviously dead, and he saw it turned into black ash with his own eyes, why did the granulation get into his body?When Macon left, he couldn't control himself, he watched himself talking to Auror, and then killed him with his own hands!
He rushed into the kitchen and took out a kitchen knife, holding it tightly in his hand, and when he came to the mirror, that damned granulation came out again!
He quickly grabbed the granulation with his left hand, wrapped it around his hand a few times, gritted his teeth, and swung the kitchen knife in his right hand. It was not cut in two as imagined. The granulation was like an elastic and very tough rubber band. No matter how he slides the knife in his hand, he can't hurt it!
Pain, excruciating pain, as the pulling force increased, he felt like he was about to pull his brain out.
Fudge threw away the kitchen knife decadently, slumped on the ground, and went to the hospital?That would be tantamount to asking for a dead end. In this case, if St. Mungo can cure it, why do you need the Silent Man?
He has completely seen the methods of the silent man today!
It's over, it's over.