Chapter 591: Lonely foodie (modified, sincerely thank the leader Bishui ...

Reality gave Allen a slap in the face ...

I saw Royna Ravenclaw raised the wand in his hand high: "The power of the dead is against magic, so I can only use the Muggle way." A huge black iron pliers and hand saw Appearing out of thin air, Allen ’s eyes widened unconsciously, thinking of the Middle Ages he knew. In this era, normal doctors disdain the dirty work of surgery in their eyes-only those blacksmiths and barbers Only when doing these jobs part-time, although the wizards will not discriminate against this, obviously the methods used are exactly the same ...

Allen's face was pale, and he was now weak and could not resist. He watched as the black iron pliers flew towards his face, and Royna Ravenclaw ’s expression of hesitation and fear made her look rare and immature: “Wait, do n’t move, Although bloodletting is good for your body, it would be dangerous if you bleed as much as you did when you extracted your fangs last time ... "The witch solemnly brought her face together and widened her eyes to make them protrude. This surprised expression made Allen finally connect her and Luna again, and realized that she didn't take out four finger bones in a coma last time ...

Waiting for Allen to respond, Royner put the cold iron pliers against Allen's chin, clamped the end of a finger bone, and then used a hand saw to make an itchy voice to remove the extra part of the cheek Sawed off-in fact, the shaking of the finger bones in the mouth really tickled Allen's teeth.

Putting down the handsaw, Roina took a deep breath and pulled out the two curved finger bones from her cheeks without mercy. Allen only felt a sharp pain in his cheeks.

Later, the feeling of the wet liquid gushing out—that is, the blood began to flow out again.

Apparently Ravenclaw already had experience with this, and after a little stunned, Allen's eyes widened with pain and thus appeared to be a little convex, watching the excess blood with the blue handkerchief she had just wiped her mouth. Roughly wiped it, and dug a plaster of ointment in the big bowl full of ointment with your hands and smeared them on Allen's wounds-the pain was instantly covered by the cool and cool feeling.

"Speak again tomorrow, otherwise it will leave a scar if it breaks apart." Seeing Allen's face was also covered with cold sweat from the sudden pain, many slips gathered on his nose, Ravenclaw Helped him to wipe it with his fingers, but he didn't expect the ointment remaining on his hand to get on Allen's nose. "You got a dirty thing on your nose."

Then wiped Allen's nose with the clean hand, and Royna Ravenclaw nodded in satisfaction. It was like completing a sculptural work to examine ... Allen ripped the corner of his mouth-- Fortunately, it has been completed.

Ravenclaw, who suddenly withdrew his hand, stood on the spot without warning. "Boom ... Boom ... Boom ..." Maggie stood next to the crucible that had just boiled the drug, holding a small silver hammer and repairing it. The broken crucible knocked out a very rhythmic, crisp voice.

The witch covered her abdomen, "Well ..." She frowned slightly, "Hungry."

"We can go down and have something to eat." Royna Ravenclaw waved his wand, and the utensils that had been cleaned up by Maggie flew back to the wooden box automatically. "Don't try to speak until tomorrow, but eat some fluids. The food is still safe. "

As she said, she grabbed Allen's arm, and the two phantoms shifted to the grass below. "Although Muggles cannot see the tree house, there are always some fool wizards who want to be apprentices. So my tree house has no ladders and phantom magic, so that most people can be prevented from harassing-phantom I do n’t even want to be an apprentice ... anyway, my neighbor is also a famous witch. She will not be picky or troublesome. In the daytime, whenever someone asks for advice, she will teach them. "

Unlike Ravenclaw ’s tree house, Allen felt a bit hot because of the unenchanted climate outside. He looked at the semi-basement-like tavern transformed from huge oak roots and mud holes in front of him. It was half Underground, half on the ground. The orange-yellow light jumped out of the round window, which was extremely bright and warm. The entire tavern circled the big oak tree, the roof was covered with a thick green lawn, and the magic garden grew on the thick soil on the roof of the tavern.

"The owner of the tavern is a foodie. She is an excellent herbalist and therapist during the day, but at night, she opens a tavern-cooking is her hobby, and she is particularly talented in food magic. This is undoubtedly a This is a good thing, and it made her popular among wizards. She opened the door late at night, so that wizards who live in towns could study magic and have a place to eat after a day of work. The curfew enacted by Muggles They have no way to go to a local tavern. It's a good place. "

Looking at the vivid look of Ravenclaw, listening to what she said, judging from these times, Allen felt that she was more human now, and Luna ’s seemingly carelessness about everything did not know if it was Being influenced by divinity, she lost some mortal nature for nearly a thousand years. In contrast, although Ravenclaw at this time looks much older than Luna, it actually gives people the feeling But it was a lot greener and more energetic-Allen probably guessed the identity of the owner of this hotel.

"Unlimited by time and Muggle laws and religions, when we fill our stomachs happily, during that short time, our wizards are casual and free, undisturbed by anyone, and eating without care. A kind of arrogant behavior, this behavior is the best cure our modern wizards have been given by equality. "Royna Ravenclaw said with a little show off, but Alan still couldn't help but feel a little rustic." I think the sentence she told me is pretty good. "

He led Allen to the round gate that was almost green.

The door automatically rotates, and Alan's eyes are a round, low-scented room with a light earthy fragrance, like a tunnel-like tubular hall, and the surrounding walls are covered with wood panels. The floor is covered with tiles and carpets, and shiny tables and chairs are placed in the room. A lot of coat hooks are nailed around to receive the guests who come to visit. Through the round window you can see the grass and dandelions swaying outside. Many places have bright and shiny copper ornaments ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and there are many plants either hanging from the ceiling or placed on the windowsill.

All the rooms on both sides of the corridor are kept on the same level, the wooden door on the right is closed, and on the left you can hear the cooking inside. You glanced a few times and found that in this wine cellar, food storage room and kitchen are integrated. In the room, several seemingly minor wizards and several house-elves coexisted peacefully, preparing various meals for guests outside.

Royna Ravenclaw skillfully led Allen to a corner and sat down. The chair was extremely soft, yellow and black. The copper lamps on the wall gave out warm light, which was warm and quiet. Eating in this environment is undoubtedly a great enjoyment.

A pretty, fat-eyed, fat red-haired lady in her mid-30s came over with a gentle smile. When she saw Roina Ravenclaw, she complained: "Roina, you are a greedy plunder. Also, I picked herbs from my garden. In addition, my kitchen lacked a long-horned toad, so I knew their whereabouts without asking me. "

The owner of the tavern spoke a Welsh language, which was actually better for Allen than Ravenclaw ’s Anglo-Saxon language, which also allowed Allen to fully determine the identity of the other party-Helga? Chipach.

Judging from Hufflepuff's expression and tone, she didn't care about Ronald Ravenclaw's "looting" of her. Her eyes finally fell on Allen's face and nodded gently. Afterwards, he leaned down and pulled Allen over to hug his arms: "Poor boy, it's a pleasure to see you. Royna picked the herbs for the wounds on your face. It's really strange, but I have to check, See if there are any omissions, it would be a pity if you leave a scar. You know, I have never seen who she has been a therapist for. "