This Hogwarts is not normal

Junyan came to the small garden inside the house and sat cross-legged on the wooden corridor floor.

"master."

"sit down."

"Yes." Changji bowed his head and knelt behind him.

"What's your opinion?"

"A young man with a bright future who may grow up enough to bring the Jingu family to the top."

Junyan frowned slightly, "Young man? He really doesn't look like a child."

"Sir, you may need to change your strategy."

"in accordance with?"

"Master Wayne is very self-disciplined and very good at disguising negative emotions."

Changji briefly described what happened from the meeting to here.

He chose to leave silently for the interests and hobbies of little girls. When he saw three roommates drinking cocktails secretly, he didn't stop him, but immediately thought of legal issues.

Don't intend to comply, just find it troublesome?

"I heard that their family runs a firearms shop for non-monsters?"

"Yes, sir."

His father is a member of the military special forces, his mother is a professional housewife, but his son is not a well-behaved character.

Junyan raised his eyebrows lightly, "Changji, do you think it is necessary to continue the investigation?"

"Master, we can only use the channel of the Demonless."

The water in the British magic world is very deep, and the Jingu family is still unable to grasp it.

"Forget it, that's it." He put his hands on his knees, "As long as we can hold Abe and Weiwu back."

"I understand, master." Changji nodded respectfully, knelt and moved back a few steps before standing up.

The two masters and servants did not make eye contact the whole time, but the way they got along was very tacit.

The atmosphere in the living room is completely different.

There is no tacit understanding at all, and there is still a faint smell of gunpowder.

The cause was just a cup of tea.

In the western world, especially Britain, which is keen on afternoon tea, it has always been known for its rigorous treatment of tea culture.

Tea sets are particularly exquisite, such as Victorian porcelain cups and plates, and sterling silver teapots and teaspoons.

Cakes and pastries should be placed on a tower-shaped dish rack. The pattern can be simplified, but it must be clean and tidy.

A gentleman is to be steady and behave properly.

Women should speak elegantly and smile at all times.

In the Eastern world, where tea culture originated, all of the above can only be regarded as tricks, especially in Japan, where "tea ceremony" is divided into more than 20 schools.

Different from the streamlined ones in modern times, the tea tasting of the Jingu family is not particular about it, but rather cumbersome.

From the tea leaves to be finely ground, to the tea sets to be wiped clean, to the host’s action specifications, there must be a sense of rhythm, elegance, and accuracy.

As a tea master, Linyin tea master lights charcoal fire, boils water, brews matcha tea, and then presents it to the guests in turn.

The first glass is Vincent's.

He just accepted the tea politely to express his thanks, and the already very formal atmosphere froze in an instant.

There is no problem in the interior, no problem with no chairs, and no problem with respecting the host.

But when all these are added together, it is not the etiquette of the tea culture, but proper torture.

What kind of felt, what kind of back, what kind of throat...

The more disciplined Linyin and Vincent were, the more uncomfortable it would be for the rest of them.

Do as the Romans do, so do it.

However, the host family will not make the guests uncomfortable.

"Everyone can relax." Linyin made a second cup of tea very reservedly,

"Vincent, you too."

There is nothing wrong with this statement, but it is very easy to make people think wrong.

Especially a certain little witch.

In the context of hostility, this seemingly innocuous remark seemed almost provocative.

She thought too much, James didn't think too much.

He straightened his legs, picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp.

This is a frivolous move that will be looked down upon by the master!

Hermione took a deep breath and stared viciously.

They are looked down upon, which means that Vincent will be looked down upon.

Now there is no blatant use, what next?

The atmosphere that had just relaxed became tense again.

Vincent, who was the party involved, was about to say something to lighten the atmosphere when Meiko brought Qiu and Marietta in.

They chatted very well.

Internal breakthrough?

Linyin noticed Hermione's unnaturalness, "Miss Granger, are you not used to the taste of tea?"

"No, I like it."

The smile was stiff, and the posture was somewhat resistant.

She didn't understand why, but she was Vincent's classmate after all.

The British prefer black tea, especially milk black tea and lemon black tea with thick and mellow soup.

Children, it's normal to not be used to drinking Shizuoka tea, which is bitter before sweet.

She whispered to the servants outside to prepare black tea and milk.

Even Daphne was a little angry when the things were delivered.

It is true to pay attention to form and taste, but gentlemen and ladies will never be confused.

This is blatant contempt!

"Miss Jingu, may I have some more cherries and roses?"

"Of course it's okay, Miss Greengrass." Linyin turned her back and frowned slightly.

It's not just Vincent who is turning against customers, but Daphne seems to be doing the same.

She has a temper, and she has a temper.

They are all young ladies, which is understandable.

The account can only be counted on his head.

Vincent wondered.

As for the conflict between Eastern and Western cultures, it is enough to say that there is no opening.

The smell of gunpowder is getting stronger and stronger, and the spearheads are still pointing at him.

Yes, it's his fault for not making it clear, but can't you show some face?

Hmm - it doesn't seem necessary between friends.

Meiko, who understood, looked over with interest from time to time.

The little boys who couldn't understand were making eye contact.

James: Laowen's Shura field!

Neville: What do you mean?

Cedric: Hell.

Alfred: Yes, a terrible death.

Rove: Let's watch the show in peace.

Of course Vincent knew what they were thinking.

"Let me do it." He took the teapot from Linyin's hand.

It's just rose tea and lemon cherry fruit tea.

Throw away the tea that was used to scald the black tea for the first time, and pour out the water that was used to steep the roses in the second time.

After removing the bitterness of the tea leaves and petals, a cup of fragrant rose tea is completed.

Then cut the bottom of the cherry, cut the lemon into slices, and then pour the slightly bitter black tea into it. The sweet and sour lemon cherry fruit tea is also completed.

One cup was placed in front of Daphne, and the other cup was placed in front of Linyin.

"Cough-cough-"

Vincent looked at Hermione reluctantly, "What to drink?"

"normal."

Daphne took a small sip of the rose tea.

Not bitter, all floral.

Linyin likes the sweet and sour taste of lemon cherry tea very much.

Hermione was also very satisfied with her simple cup of black tea.

The three witches didn't seem to intend to continue to criticize, they all sat silently drinking tea.

James' eyes lit up, "Old Man, can I—"

"No."

Meizi turned around with a smile, and continued to chat with Qiu and Marietta with a smile.

Resolving conflicts lightly, he does have some skills in dealing with girls.

If it is not talent, it can only be proficient in people's hearts.

At the age of 12, it is hard to imagine how far it will grow in the future.

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