The Wolf is Coming Ch. 80

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"Hehe." Emma smiled proudly, in return, Mrs. Granger glared.

Because Emma rarely came back, and with Abraham's help, the Granger family's dinner was particularly sumptuous. Mr. Granger even took out his collection of red wine and poured a glass for everyone.

"Cheers to the upcoming Christmas!" Mr. Granger said excitedly.

Emma and Mrs. Granger responded by raising their glasses, and Abraham also quickly picked up his glass.

Four goblets clinked together in the middle of the table, making a crisp sound.

Several people named Granger had already started drinking red wine, and Abraham looked down at the ruby-like wine in the glass. After hesitating for a while, he picked up the glass and tasted it carefully.

It was the first time for Abraham to drink red wine, and he couldn't tell what it tasted like. He just felt that this wine didn't seem to be as sweet as the cocktail that knocked him down last time, and it didn't make him dizzy immediately.

Maybe this wine had a lower alcohol content?

With this idea in mind, Abraham took another sip.

Dinner was almost over, and Emma put down her fork and began to tell everyone about her study and life at Hogwarts. Mr. and Mrs. Granger listened with interest, and asked a few questions from time to time. Although Abraham didn't speak, he listened carefully. The red wine was at hand, and he drank a lot of it unintentionally.

So, when several people finally found that Abraham was drunk, there was not much left in his glass of red wine.

Abraham was awakened by thirst.

He slowly opened his eyes, feeling a headache and a moment of confusion.

The curtains in the room were not drawn tight, and the moonlight like water poured in from the gap, spreading to the half-full water cup on the edge of the bed, making it crystal clear.

Abraham sat up on the bed, his eyes swept through the various furnishings in the room, and finally recognized that this was the guest room of the Granger family.

So he was... drunk again?

Oh, Merlin! He hoped his drinking habits were not so bad, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

Abraham wiped his face, picked up the water cup at the head of the bed, took a sip, and found that it was a glass of honey water. Sweet and cool, after drinking a whole cup, he felt much better.

A sound of footsteps approached gradually, and then the door of the guest room was carefully opened.

Before the person behind the door poked his head in, Abraham already knew who it was, "Hermione?"

Then a petite figure suddenly rushed in from outside the door and gently closed the door.

"Ah, you're awake?" Emma, wearing a nightgown, sat down on the bed and looked Abraham up and down. "Did you drink the honey water? This can help you get rid of the hangover."

"Yeah." Abraham nodded and asked after a while, "I didn't do anything after I got drunk, did I?"

Emma laughed out loud, "No, no, you were very quiet after you got drunk, you just lay there and slept. Dad carried you to the guest room and accidentally hit the handrail of the stairs on the way, but you didn't react at all."

"Oh." Abraham nodded, finally relieved, and asked, "What time is it now?"

"It's almost twelve o'clock, and you only slept for a few hours." Emma said.

"It's so late, why haven't you slept yet?" Abraham rubbed Emma's hair, "Don't you usually say you need to get a good night's sleep?"

"Because I was studying a magic runes, and I was late for reading. I thought I'd come to see you first, and then go to bed... a-choo!" Emma couldn't help sneezing halfway through.

"You're just wearing this and studying there? It's December now." Abraham frowned as he looked at Emma's cotton nightgown.

"I didn't think I would watch for so long." Emma twisted her long hair that fell on her shoulders and whispered in defense, "But that magic runes is really complicated, and I want to use it to make a communicator. It's really inconvenient that the wizarding world doesn't have communication signals..."

Abraham sighed and lifted a corner of the quilt, "Come in."

"Huh?" Emma didn't react yet.

Abraham had to explain in detail, "It's cold outside, come to bed and talk slowly if you want to talk."

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