HP Dual Masters and I had a blast in Hogwarts.

Chapter 266 Giving Oliver a Gift

[Gold: Ding—Having had physical contact with the target Oliver Wood, reward 500 experience points, Pudmir United investor]

[Gold: Ding—Activating a new nickname for Oliver Wood, the target of your pursuit: Lover]

Butler Chen was an all-around butler hired by the sugar daddy. He thought it was perfectly normal to see the young master leading another young master out.

He just walked silently behind us.

"Butler Chen, is breakfast ready? Did you bring back the things I asked you to prepare?" Considering Oliver's health, I led him slowly towards the dining room.

"It's all ready, young master. Should I have it brought over now?" Butler Chen slowed his pace and followed behind us.

"Have someone bring it to the courtyard. We'll go check on it after we finish breakfast," I said to Butler Chen.

"Yes, young master." Butler Chen nodded to a secluded spot beside him after hearing my instructions.

The morning sunlight streamed through the restaurant's floor-to-ceiling windows, gently illuminating the gleaming dining table.

The romantic candlelight dinner last night still seems like yesterday, but now, everything has been neatly arranged by Butler Chen.

Oliver and I walked into the restaurant, and our eyes both lingered for a moment on the spot where the candlesticks had been placed last night. I couldn't help but smile slightly, while Oliver blushed and lowered his head.

I turned to look at Oliver behind me, let go of his hand, and stepped forward to gently pull out a chair for him.

Oliver blushed and nodded his thanks to me before taking his seat somewhat awkwardly.

He wore a well-tailored white shirt with the cuffs slightly rolled up, revealing his beautifully shaped forearms, and a blue bow tie at the collar added a touch of playfulness and vitality.

This was the first time Oliver had dressed like this. I even picked out the outfit for him, and I think it looks pretty good.

After Oliver was seated, I slowly walked over and sat down in my own seat.

The chair made a slight creaking sound as it rubbed against the floor, which was particularly clear in the quiet restaurant.

At this moment, Butler Chen, who was following behind, walked into the restaurant with steady steps. He was wearing his signature black suit, the white handkerchief at his collar was neatly folded, his hair was not messy, and his face was as respectful and composed as ever.

Butler Chen walked to the kitchen window and nodded slightly inside.

This seemingly simple action is actually the signal to start our breakfast.

A moment later, the kitchen door was gently pushed open, and several servants filed out carrying exquisite plates.

The first thing that comes into view is an exquisite fruit platter.

Fresh, juicy strawberries, glistening purple grapes, golden mangoes, and emerald green melons are artfully arranged on a white porcelain plate, resembling a magnificent painting.

It was served alongside a small dish of honey, crystal clear and emitting a faint sweet aroma.

Next, a steaming bowl of oatmeal was placed in front of us.

A few plump red dates and some crushed walnuts floated on the surface of the porridge, and its rich aroma instantly filled the entire restaurant. The delicate texture made it seem as if every bite could bring one the warmth and nourishment of the grains.

There was also a fried egg, the egg white slightly golden, and the yolk perfectly soft and chewy. When you cut it open, the golden egg liquid slowly flowed out, accompanied by a few slices of whole wheat bread, filling the air with the aroma of wheat.

We began to enjoy breakfast.

During the meal, Oliver and I chatted occasionally, and the conversation was light and pleasant.

Sunlight streamed through the window and fell upon us, adding a touch of comfort and warmth to the moment.

Butler Chen stood quietly to the side, ready to serve us at any time. His presence was like that of a part of the family, silently guarding this peace and harmony.

As we gently wiped our mouths with napkins, I caught a glimpse of Butler Chen waving his hand, and immediately servants came forward to begin clearing away the tableware in an orderly fashion.

The restaurant, which had been filled with the aroma of food and the sounds of conversation, quickly returned to a state of tranquility.

Butler Chen walked towards me with elegant steps, a respectful and gentle smile on his face.

"Excuse me, young master, would you like to go to the courtyard now? The gift you prepared for Young Master Oliver is ready there."

Hearing this, a sense of anticipation arose in my heart.

This flying broom was custom-made with a lot of thought and effort.

In order to create a broom that would make Oliver happy, I had Butler Chen travel to many famous workshops in the wizarding world to discuss design details with those skilled craftsmen.

From the selection of broom materials to the arrangement of each bristle and the exquisite magic rune engraving on the broom handle, everything has been carefully considered.

The selected wood is a rare tree species from the depths of an ancient magical forest. It has a mysterious magical fluctuation that can perfectly match the magic circle of the flying broom, enhancing the stability and speed of flight.

The bristles are made from feathers collected from magical birds, each one specially treated to ensure optimal aerodynamic performance during flight.

I stood up, straightened my clothes, took Oliver's hand, nodded to Butler Chen, and said, "Let's go over there."

As he walked down the long corridor, sunlight shone on his slightly golden hair, making it shimmer.

"Ayers, I'm curious what you gave me?" Oliver, who had been listening to my conversation with Butler Chen, was very curious, and this was the only time he could ask me.

"You'll see in a moment." I smiled and led him to the courtyard.

Before he even reached the courtyard, Oliver, with his excellent eyesight, spotted a silver flying broom on the courtyard table.

When he saw the broom, he couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. He quickened his pace and carefully took the flying broom from it, his eyes filled with surprise and delight.

He gently stroked the runes on the broom handle, feeling the slight magical vibrations.

"It's so beautiful! This is the best flying broom I've ever seen!" Oliver excitedly circled the broom several times, his eyes shining even brighter.

Seeing him so happy filled me with a sense of accomplishment. All this careful preparation was for the sake of witnessing his pure joy at this moment.

In this magical world, a unique flying broomstick might bring him countless wonderful memories, and I am honored to be a part of it, creating this special gift for him.

"Do you like it? Want to try it?" I said, smiling at his delighted expression.

"Is this really for me? I love it." Oliver kept stroking the silver flying broom; he loved it so much.

"Try riding it. It's a one-of-a-kind gift for you. It even has your initials engraved on it." I pointed to the place at the very front of the flying broom where the first letters of his name were engraved.

Overjoyed, Oliver disregarded his physical discomfort and immediately boarded the plane for takeoff.

Fortunately, I had already planned it out, so Oliver didn't feel uncomfortable sitting there and flew up to a high place in no time.

I just saw a flash of silver, and then people flew up into the sky.