The Wolf is Coming Ch. 128

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After careful consideration, Abraham and Emma decided to set their new home in Hampstead.

The fireplace in their home was connected to the Floo network, making it very convenient to travel to the wizarding world. Moreover, the new home was just one street away from the Grangers, and it took less than ten minutes to walk there.

Therefore, Mrs. Granger often went to her daughter and son-in-law's house to sit for a while, or when the two young people were busy with their own careers, she helped take care of the cat, the sculpture and some small potted plants in the house.

She went to their small home frequently, and over time, some of the little secrets of the two young people could not be hidden; for example, the true identity of Abraham.

At this moment, Mrs. Granger was staring at the white wolf in the living room. Both the person and the wolf showed panic on their faces, especially Mrs. Granger— she just remembered that she left her handbag here, and turned back to get a handbag and leave, how could she directly run into the scene of Abraham's transformation into a living wolf?

However, Mrs. Granger was the mother of a witch. Since Hermione received the admission letter to Hogwarts, her understanding of the world had been constantly refreshed. It was not impossible to accept some magical things.

So Mrs. Granger quickly restrained her panic, took a deep breath, and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

"Abraham, you... never mind, come here first." She waved at the white wolf who was still frozen in place.

Abraham hesitated for a moment, then walked slowly to Mrs. Granger and looked up at her cautiously. The guilty look on his face, which even the hair could not completely conceal, made Mrs. Granger feel that if she spoke in a harsh tone, she might scare him away.

Of course, seeing that Abraham was so docile even when he turned into a white wolf, Mrs. Granger could not say anything harsh, but just asked him, "Does Hermione know that you are like this?"

Abraham nodded obediently.

So when Emma finally finished her work at the Ministry of Magic and walked out of the fireplace through the Floo network, she saw that her living room was brightly lit, and Mrs. Granger was sitting on the sofa with a cup of black tea and sipping it slowly, while Abraham was squatting beside Mrs. Granger in the form of a wolf.

The atmosphere was a bit weird, but it was indescribably harmonious.

"Mum, why are you here?" Emma laughed dryly.

Hearing this, Mrs. Granger glanced at her and said, "I come here often, don't you know that?"

"Uh... I mean, it's so late, it's not good for you to leave dad alone at home, right?" Emma continued to laugh.

"It's less than ten minutes from home, don't make it sound like I came across the country to find you." Mrs. Granger put the cup on the low table in front of her and looked at Emma leisurely, "Tell me, are you hiding something from me?"

"Of course not..."

Emma hadn't finished her words when she saw Mrs. Granger gently patting the wolf-shaped Abraham on the head and said, "Abraham, you step aside for a moment, and then it's time for mother and daughter to talk."

As soon as Mrs. Granger opened her mouth, Emma knew that she already knew about Abraham. And Abraham gave Emma a look that said "May you be blessed" and ran into the bedroom with his tail between his legs.

Emma had no choice but to sit down beside Mrs. Granger, ready for the storm.

The imagined storm did not come, and Mrs. Granger sighed and asked softly, "Abraham is actually a werewolf, right?"

Emma said "hmm" and said, "How did mum know?"

"In fact, at your wedding, I heard someone whispering that there were many werewolves at the scene. At that time, I just thought you had a wide range of friends, and didn't think about Abraham until I saw him turn into a wolf in front of me just now." Mrs. Granger said.

Emma didn't say anything, just took Mrs. Granger's arm and gently leaned her head on her shoulder.

So Mrs. Granger continued, "Now that I think about it, many things make sense. Abraham is so busy every month that he disappears at night, regardless of whether it is the weekend or not. You usually use magic to clean, so you probably won't notice the silver-white hair on the carpet and pillows. I thought it was Abraham's hair..."

"Will mum accept Abraham like this?" Emma asked.

Mrs. Granger reached out and gently touched her hair, and smiled, "It's you who lives with him, not me. I still know how Abraham treats you. In this way, race is not particularly important. I will speak for you with your father."

Emma immediately said coquettishly, "Thank you, mum! I love you the most!"

Then she was pushed aside by Mrs. Granger and met a pair of eyes that couldn't be more serious, "By the way... if the race is different, then will I still have a chance to see my little grandson?"

"Uh..."

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