Chapter 257 Anxious Kevin Lestrange

"Ah? Who's talking?" After hearing this sentence inexplicably, Carl quickly looked in the direction of the voice.

Cedric had a really weird posture before.

One hand up, one hand down, left foot forward, right foot backward, lying slumped on his bed.

At the same time, his face was distorted, his tongue stretched out long, and he shouted incoherently.

"It's me. It's me. You need to get that guy out of here. He stabbed me with a strange magic item."

"I just collapsed on the bed and couldn't move. Please save me. This is really uncomfortable."

Looking at the paralyzed Cedric, Karl was just about to step forward to check the situation when a calm and peaceful voice came from behind him.

"No need to check on the situation. He's been a bit too noisy since I first stepped into this room."

"He was like a golden retriever whose territory had been invaded. He kept yelling and saying things that were completely irrelevant."

"I just couldn't stand it, so I gave him a few acupuncture needles. He will only be paralyzed for a short while."

"Once he is quiet, he will gradually fall asleep. There will be no problem after he wakes up. By the way, it can also consume some of the excess sugar stored in his body."

"Thank you so much." Carl turned his head with difficulty, only to see Kevin Lestrange in his pajamas.

Next to his desk, there was a standard French small dining table, and an automatic espresso machine was brewing coffee.

The moment he saw him looking back, Carl could 100% guarantee that the other party was stunned for a second, but his emotions were calmed down very quickly.

Unlike a certain pumpkin-head guy paralyzed in bed who tried to make advances on someone when they first met.

"Would you like a cup? Panama's Cherry Gesha coffee, fully sun-dried and lightly roasted, tastes great."

"And the caffeine content is very low, so if you are not in a hurry to go to bed, it is also a good drink."

After a moment of confusion, Kevin Lestrange quickly used the coffee machine to brew two cups of fragrant coffee.

And he directly extended an invitation to Carl, watching him use magic to shrink his body, from the arrogant young nobleman when they met before.

Carl turned into a little boy with a little baby fat on his face. While marveling at the power of magic, he couldn't help but find the other party's behavior a little funny.

But he accepted the invitation and waited until he sat down.

Kevin Lestrange stirred the coffee in front of him with an exquisite silver spoon.

While trying hard to appear nonchalant.

"In my family, many people hold a very contemptuous attitude towards these Muggle machines."

"They always think that wizards with magic are far superior to Muggles. I never dare to use these machines at home."

"I could only hide them in my secret base and study and observe them secretly. However, after coming to the UK, I found that the British wizarding world is completely different from that of France."

"It seems that this is all because of you, Mr. Hohenzollern. By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Kevin Lestrange. I'm from France and I'm currently staying at my aunt's house."

"Cough cough!" Carl suddenly had a violent coughing fit. He really couldn't help it and could only drink coffee while hiding his embarrassment.

It was obvious that the guy in front of him was very anxious and wanted to quickly get closer to him in order to achieve his lurking purpose.

But the technique is really too childish, just like a boy or girl who has been single all his life suddenly meets the opposite sex who makes their heart beat.

You can only hope to attract the other person's attention by constantly talking about the other person's interests, and use a lot of words to cover up your embarrassment.

So he drank his coffee without replying, wanting to tease the guy in front of him.

As he expected, Kevin Lestrange became nervous when he saw that the other party did not react at all.

He took a big gulp of the boiling hot coffee, which was so hot that he kept sticking out his tongue to fan it wildly.

Carl on the opposite side was trying hard to hold back his laughter.

"Why didn't he answer me? I have carefully investigated this guy and found out that he is Dumbledore's heir."

"That should be influenced by that old guy. He shouldn't like dealing with Muggles and hope that wizards and Muggles can coexist peacefully."

"Combined with his various performances in the British wizarding world, this idea should be verified, but why is there no response?"

Kevin Lestrange was brainstorming frantically.

Although in Carl's mind, he should now be a clown who uses coffee to cover up his embarrassment and whose face turns red in order to hold back his laughter.

But in Kevin Lestrange's eyes, he was an extremely handsome and cold blond boy wearing an exquisite black wizard robe.

Even to show formality, the khaki tie at the collar is tied with an exquisite Windsor knot.

He was half leaning lazily on the chair, crossing his legs and holding a tray in his left hand.

The fingers of his right hand were stuck to the white bone china coffee cup, and there was a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth.

The lowered eyes did not even look at himself, the invisible pressure was simply indescribable.

Kevin Lestrange now felt that cold sweat had begun to appear on his forehead, and he looked at the boy in front of him with more vigilance.

"The one who is unworthy is Dumbledore's heir, the stinky old Dumbledore who sits at the head of the Great Hall with hair dyed like a pile of shit."

"He must be hiding something. He is definitely not as kind as he appears to be. It turns out that he is hiding something from his heir."

"This ruthless and decisive aura has not been hidden due to education. What should I do now?"

Just when Karl was about to hold back his laughter and wanted to speak to ease the awkward atmosphere.

Kevin Lestrange on the opposite side was brainstorming frantically after some intense thinking.

He didn't think what he had just done was so deliberate and childish, and he finally came to this conclusion.

"I must have not been professional enough in what I said just now. Having similar interests is only the criterion for friendship. I want a wizard heir who can rival my master."

"There must be some higher pursuit. Considering the report that the master showed me before, the other party must want to have one..."

"Extremely professional and capable men, there must be nothing wrong with this."

"I say." Carl was just about to speak after he couldn't help it.

Kevin Lestrange suddenly threw a pile of reports on the table and looked at Carl seriously.

"Mr. Hohenzollern, I know your ideals. You hope to achieve peace between the two worlds and gain hope for our future."

"I don't want violence and war to happen. I agree with that. Here are some materials I compiled. Please allow me to waste some of your time."

"Let me interpret that for you."

"Damn it, another social idiot." Carl's face twitched wildly.