Chapter 144: Lunch (modified)
"This Mochi is very funny," Jessica looked at the priest with interest, hesitating, "Maybe we can not cast a forgetful spell on him? Anyway, no Mochi will believe what he said ..."
"Of course not." Ian's tone was decisive, and he very much agreed with Allen's proposal. "Jessica, don't forget, when it comes to these magical chickens, without relatives, we can't even be friends with them, let alone can't marry them."
"Oh, what do you want? Who would want to marry him? I just think he's a little funny." Jessica was a little surprised at how much his brother reacted.
Simon was a little stunned as he listened to their conversation. Is this going to kill people?
"Why don't you impose the forgetting spell on him personally." Ian hugged his shoulders and said coldly.
Allen is very strange about Ian's character. How can a person be like him, at the same time, he can be both elegant and funny, and disgusting.
His appearance is indeed a literate gentleman, with wisdom and courage all over his face. Sometimes, however, his temper is as brutal and ruthless as a fierce and brutal slave ship owner.
Ian's appearance was originally handsome, but unfortunately now he was ruined by his terrible and irritable expression.
Jessica was hesitant, which obviously angered Ian even more.
Simon's face was paler than before, his brows were deep, his lips were trembling, and he seemed to be surrounded by horror.
Allen was determined to solve the pain of these people. He suddenly stepped forward and walked towards Simon. Simon took a step back in fear.
"Don't be afraid, soon, you won't know anything soon." Alan Wen comforted.
Simon can't control his trembling anymore. He forced himself to beg for mercy without kneeling. "In fact, don't you make people more scared by saying this?"
"Everything is forgotten." Alan pointed at Simon decisively, and Simon's eyes dimmed.
"Let's go!" Allen grabbed Jessica and Ian and disappeared into this secluded alley instantly.
In a blink of an eye, they appeared in the yard of Leonard's house. With a certain position, Allen would naturally choose a more labor-saving way instead of walking back like a quail in the cold wind.
"It's almost lunch time. I think you shouldn't want to stay in that town for a long time." Allen explained.
Ian shrugged and said he didn't care. Jessica looked blank, not knowing what she was thinking. Ian saw this, his face gloomy again.
"Ah, Jessica, I ate something as delicious as you did yesterday. How about trying my craft today? I'm very good at cooking!" Alan wanted to be active and to leave some space for solitude. These two.
Allen swiftly used a wand in the kitchen to direct the kitchen knife to cut and chop, preparing the materials needed for lunch. Even part of the dining table was used by Allen as a temporary bowl and table, with many replacement dishes stacked on it, as well as materials for cooking.
Allen's excellent earpower made him hear the voice from the sister and brother in the living room. Jessica's voice was low and she spoke very little. And Ian was just like the two before. He happily told a lot of laughter stories, and also imitated the different tones of different countries, trying to make Jessica happy.
Finally, Allen prepared all the ingredients and called for the two sisters who were trying to pretend to be fine: "Jessica, Ian, have a meal!"
Jessica and Ian both made it to the dining table. They were surprised to find that there was an extra copper crucible on the table, and there was a bracket under the crucible. The flame was burning under the bracket, but this flame did not hurt the dining table and took all of his heat All contributed to the crucible above it.
"You come to the United States and still carry the crucible with you? How did the pheasant let you pass?" Ian was surprised!
"With the help of Professor Flitwick's little tools, he successfully passed the inspection of mochi." Of course Allen would not say that there are many brand new crucibles in his storage space!
"Isn't it through the pot of the potion?" Jessica was also interested.
"Of course not, brand new! It is better to eat copper pots for hot pot, and the utensils in the kitchen are made of iron and pottery." Allen explained.
On a cold winter day, it is wise to eat a hot pot. The three enjoyed a sumptuous meal. Yesterday Jessica bought a lot of delicious food to entertain Allen.
Allen also took out Mrs. Harris's snack, and invited them to taste it.
"After-meal coffee, this should be my task." Allen heard Ian say this.
Ian took a coffee tray from the kitchen and placed it on the side table.
He turned his head and continued to chat with Allen, while pouring tan coffee powder into three cups.
At this time, he was like a trick, and quickly poured all the contents of a small glass bottle into the larger cup ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The whole process was very fast.
Even Alan didn't see his movements. In a flash, he was done, and the movements were very clean. Not to mention Jessica, who is facing away from him, who knows nothing about Ian's actions.
Then, Ian haha laughed, turned around, holding a cup in each hand, and walked towards the dining table again. He placed the big glass with unknown liquid in front of Jessica.
Allen's confusion and anxiety at this time is simply impossible to describe. He saw an insidious and mean work happening just under his nose. He felt that he must not stand idly by, but he didn't know exactly what to do.
This matter may be just a joke, my brother and sister just made a joke, and I went up and warned that it was too much, what would it look like? Conversely, if this matter is indeed very serious and the younger brother is actually giving medicine to her sister, how can she be sad?
At such a critical moment, Allen can only use the most stupid method. He stood up, pretending to get enough tissue on the long table, and pretending to be careless, knocking over the sauce plate in front of Jessica.
In an instant, the white sweater on Jessica's body was stained with brown stains.
"Sorry, sorry, or if you change a dress, I will clean it for you. It's really impolite to point your wand at you." Alan kept apologizing.
"Ah, it doesn't matter, I can come by myself." Jessica thought about it, and decided to change a dress. Although the cleanup can remove all the stains, the smell of the dressing on the clothes is still in her nose, and she always feels uncomfortable.
"What did you put in the coffee?" Allen whispered to Ian after Jessica went upstairs.
