Chapter 1177: ? Sprite

The second day of recuperation in Dumbledore and Aunt Grindelwald’s house.

In the typical Spanish-style house of the Crevat family in the residential area of ​​Floating City, Penello stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows looking at the gleaming Black Lake outside, holding her hands in front of the moon and standing there. Not moving, it looked like a silent statue.

Outside the slightly open door of Penello's room, Alan tilted his body, leaning against the three-eyed raven head on his shoulder, and observing the female Auror in her nightdress through the crack of the door.

"Has her anger diminished a little?" He whispered to the three-eyed raven on his shoulder. Although Alan has mastered the kind of detente that can see through Occlumency in the cerebral hall, his courage is now broken. He tried to pin his hopes on himself and made a mistake, so he asked another master who has mastered this skill for many years to replace him.

The Three-Eyed Raven put her head close to Ellen, and watched the situation in the room with her ticking eyes. Luna’s singling voice sounded in Ellen’s ear: "Be careful, jealousy conquered her feelings. To save her heart, she is very fragile in her heart. Be gentle with her."

"Oh..." Allen raised his hand and scratched his meticulously organized big back, making it messy.

"The subtle method is useless." Luna said lightly, "I can control it directly...but you would prefer to comfort her by yourself."

Alan nodded, he understood what Luna meant. Now that Penello had discovered it, what Luna had told him before would not work if she had intended to use soft means to make her ignore it.

The Three-Eyed Raven tilted his head and looked at Alan's somewhat confusing expression at this time, "Don't worry, this won't change the influence I have reached before."

Allen's fists were squeezed and released, repeated several times, sighed heavily, and resolutely raised his hand to open the door, and walked to Penello in front of the window.

Hearing the sound from the door, Penello’s pet demon hunter crawled out from a cave in the corner of the ceiling, waiting for the owner’s safety. Penello gave it to him when designing this house. Her pet left a channel more suitable for it, although Penello's parents were very frightened by such a scary-looking thing, and felt that they had immigrated to Australia.

However, this creature, which is essentially a demon, fully demonstrated its nature of bullying and fearful of evil. When he popped his head and saw Alan’s figure, its huge body instantly stopped and began to shake its legs backwards. Backward, when its horoscope eyes met Alan inadvertently, it suddenly accelerated its crawling speed, holding up the two sharp claws in front, and quickly crawling back to the corner of the room away from Alan. He opened his mouth and spit out a large piece of silver-white strong sticky net to block his passage.

Allen lowered his head and stopped looking at it. This thing has rarely appeared in front of him since it was drawn by himself to deform Penello before, but he still didn't respond when he saw that he entered the room. Penello, who showed him back, scratched his head and sighed: "Penello..."

Penello seemed to notice Alan's arrival at this time.

"I'll explain everything about the flyer to Mother Wolf. It won't delay your business." Penello interrupted Alan coldly. She lowered her head and looked at her toes, making Allen unable to see clearly. Her expression.

Alan moved closer to each other, the pastry in his hand hovering aside, he held Penello's shoulders with his hands and broke her to face him: "You know I didn't come here for official business."

Then, the two of them stared at each other for a long time, and the room was completely silent after the Demon Hunter was silent.

"Uh... I brought you some scones..." Alan finally couldn't hold back his opponent, his eyes dodged and began to take out a paper bag of refreshments from his pocket, and slightly bowed to Penello's. In front of him, "I asked Helga to teach me to do it, salty, with bacon."

"You should continue to do what the crazy girl likes to eat." Penello glanced at his throat and moved, but in the end he didn't mean to take it, "I'm not hungry."

"Don't talk nonsense, do you want to be a god?" Allen unpacked the package on his own, but he couldn't count it and didn't eat more than one meal. That's why the tone is confident-of course, this is Ravenclaw. The little wizard dared not speak.

"Yes! I want to be a **** too!" Penello seemed to be a little sensitive to the title of **** at this time, making her speaking unorganized. "Counting from yesterday, standing for a few more days, there is nothing wrong with being a **** before dying. ."

"You stood for a day without sleeping yesterday?"

"Can't sleep..." Penello turned his head back to the window and looked at the autumn scenery outside.

"Hurry up and eat something and go to bed." Allen picked up the scones and delivered them to Penello's mouth. The other hand stopped her from dragging it onto the bed.

Penello twisted a few times and couldn't escape, and then leaned on Allen.

"Why do you react so much this time... You know Helena is also my daughter..."

The female Auror had thick dark circles on her eyes at this time, her skin was a little dull and haggard, but she raised her chin and yelled to Ellen rarely, "What else to mention Helena! Then why this time again? It’s the turn of the mad girl? I guess my belly hasn’t bulged up yet? She wants to do it in front of me after she bulges up... I’ll just say why you didn’t go into the kitchen before, why were you so active this time! Ever...uh..."

Allen picked up a piece of scones and stuffed it half into Penello's mouth, then moved her chin up and down to make her chew: "This is not made for you..."

Penello stretched out his hand against Alan's chest and pushed it out, but Alan noticed that the opponent's strength was not completely determined. Instead, he put it in his arms and began to look at the girl in front of him.

High forehead, narrow cheeks, and big eyes. As far as the eyes are concerned, the whites of the eyes are very large and the outer corners of the eyes are a little drooping. Although her facial features are all exquisite when taken apart, they are not perfect, but they have a unique temperament. It was just right. With the influence of being immersed in the black magic for the past few years, the evil and cold and mysterious beauty came out spontaneously, even with her white but well-trained body, her beauty was even a little bit nasty. ....

"Did you forget what I looked like..." Penello was a little embarrassed to be stared at, but she was unwilling to respond to Alan, who was not completely satisfied, to hide her shyness.

Ellen put her half-dragging and half-dragging on her bed, waved her hand to draw the curtains up to avoid the sunlight from affecting her sleep, and then covered her with a blanket, "Sleep first, if you want to eat what you want to eat, you will tell me about the food. Learn to do it."

"Thirst." Penello's voice became a little fake like a baby, and even the next sentence when he noticed that his voice was trying to strengthen his momentum was a bit weak, "The scones you made are too dry, next time I will teach you. ."

Allen looked around and found that there was only a bowl of Spanish pesto soup, mainly red and yellow, on her table, but it seemed to have cooled down. He touched his pocket: "Coke or?"

As soon as he uttered the words, Alan knew that he had said something silly. As expected, Penello's already soft and somewhat cold face became cold again: "This is for Luna."

"That's also good for you." Allen did not step into the opponent's rhythm, fumbled in his pocket, and finally took out a blue-green can, "How about Sprite? Lemon flavor soda..."-This is Allen When buying Coke in the Muggle World, the little citizen chose this more cost-effective two-in-one package. Although he has the Philosopher’s Stone, he is not short of money...

Penello didn't understand Alan's secretly poking to imply that she was sour, but this casually found out made her feel a little perfunctory and shook her head reluctantly.

Allen, who has been able to see through Occlumency, of course knows what she thinks, but he has no plans to change his words in a panic like Ron. uukanshu.com asks again, but intends to make Sprite more unique.

So Allen pretended not to see Penello shaking his head, beckoned to let the empty glass in the room float out and poured it in. Then, instead of feeding her directly as Penello thought, he went from I started to look for the potion area in my pocket. I found two mint leaves, rubbed them and put them in. Then I twisted a pinch of salt with my fingers and put them in, making the cup of Qixi more bubbles.

"This is the best way to drink Sprite... cool and awake..." Allen said proudly, only to realize that this thing would affect sleep, his eyes twisted like Anka, "I will give You ice a glass and drink it when you wake up. I'll go out and get you a glass of milk."

"It's okay, there is no caffeine in Coke that affects sleep..." Penello stopped Ellen who was about to get up. She swallowed, and from last night until just now, the half mouthful of scones has been without eating or drinking. Later, this cup of Sprite, which was being iced by Alan, looked particularly attractive, so she closed her eyes and opened her mouth without opening her eyes and waiting for Alan to feed her, just as she noticed that Luna was letting Hailian The gestures that Na fed her looked the same-Penello knew that Luna must have made Alan do this to her in private.

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