Comprehensive HP on the Possibility of Dual Cultivation of Magic and Martial Arts

After breakfast, the Williamses began to prepare for dinner.Mirkoda was curious, so she ran to the yard to watch Jason fry the hot pot bottoms.

That's right, it's fried bottom material, not Cantonese seafood hot pot, not Chaoshan beef hot pot, not old Beijing mutton hot pot, and not Northeast sauerkraut and white meat pot, but spicy hot pot!

Generally, the taste of the British is very light, and they hardly eat spicy food.So Mirkoda looked at Jason with a smirk on his face, and frantically poured chili and peppercorns into a huge cauldron, and silently swallowed.What kind of hatred and grievance could make Jason and Olivia kill Voldemort like this. (Jason and Olivia: Just because of this bullshit, we are already dead in front of our friends. What kind of hatred are you talking about? Voldemort: I am so wronged (T^T)!)

Why don't you tell Severus?It's better to let him eat more at noon, in case he steps on a minefield at night, it won't be fun.Hmm... Forget it, let's go to the studio and boil some more soothing and cooling agents, they will be useful.In order to prevent parents from playing dead, we have to prepare some ice milk. by Mirkoda, who made a lot of preparations to prevent people from being killed during the dinner.

In the evening, Voldemort dressed up and came to Williams' house.Seeing Jason and Olivia wrinkle their faces with smiles and greet him with unusual enthusiasm, he suddenly shivered.

Voldemort: I have a premonition!

"Merry Christmas, Mr. and Mrs. Williams. Thank you very much for your invitation." For some reason, Voldemort looked at Jason, who was smiling brightly, and his body broke out in cold sweat.But he still pretended to be calm and went into the house to put the gift away.Olivia looked at a bouquet of champagne-colored magic roses and a luxuriously packaged gift box brought by Voldemort, squinted her eyes, and thought: It seems that this guy knows why he was invited, is this a gesture of goodwill? (No, he doesn't know yet. He thinks that his subordinates have done good things. Olivia, you are overthinking.)

"Merry Christmas, Mr. Voldemort. Please come in." Jason let people into the house, "Thank you very much Mr. Voldemort for taking care of our family all the time! Take care!" Jason emphasized the word "care".

"You're being too polite, Mr. Williams. As it should be." Something's wrong!Why did Mr. Williams' face suddenly turn black?What did I say wrong?Voldemort couldn't figure it out.You probably didn't realize that I had plans for their daughter. Only Abu and I knew about it.Hmm... Could it be that someone under him did something bad, offended the Williams family, and then planted it on me? Σ (oдolll)!So this meal is for reckoning?

Voldemort, who suddenly woke up, bit the bullet and continued to chat with Jason and Olivia in an awkward atmosphere.

Voldemort_: Come and save the scene, the pressure of Williams and his wife is too terrifying.Who did what?Let me die to understand!

Ever since Voldemort saw Mirkota from the Mirror of Erised, for some reason, he felt very guilty when he thought of the Williams and his wife.So at this meeting, Voldemort, who was already a little guilty, was shivering on the sofa under the pressure released by the blackened Williams couple.

Obviously, Merlin heard his prayers, and Mirkoda came out from the kitchen with a small plate of fruit, "Dad, Mom, we've finished the dishes, can we serve dinner?"

"Of course, baby Miko." Jason and Olivia immediately stopped releasing the magic pressure when they heard Mikota's voice, and stood up pretending to be having a good chat with Voldemort.

Voldemort also got up from the single sofa tremblingly: It's too scary!Fortunately, Mirkota is here.

Voldemort looked grateful, and looked at Mirkota pitifully (acting): The little girl who only reached her thigh has grown up a lot~, the baby fat from before is gone, and she is much prettier!Although there are photos sent by Lucius, it is more intuitive to see the person himself.

Mirkoda tilted her head and looked at him: Is this Voldemort?Are you sure it's not Bambi?What's with the watery eyes?To be able to bully the Dark Lord like this, Jason and Olin are very good at it!But... "Mr. Voldemort, Merry Christmas. Are you... disfigured?" How could this guy melt himself.

Jason, Olivia & Severus: You can piss people off with just one mouthful, you really deserve to be Baby Miko (Milkoda)!

Voldemort directly filtered Mirkoda's words, and said with a smile: "Merry Christmas, Mirkoda. You can still call me Voldy's ^o^."

Jason (#‵′): After co-authoring for so many years, this bastard still wants to rob my daughter?If you like it, you won't give birth to yourself!

Olivia turned directly to the kitchen and added a few more spoonfuls of chili base to the pot.

Mirkota looked at the dark shadows behind her adoptive parents that were about to materialize, but Voldemort was still dying, and felt a little sympathetic to him, so she decided: "Okay, Voldy." up.