The second day of staying at the house of Aunt Grindelwald in Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

In the typical Spanish-style residence of the Crivat family in the residential area of ​​the Floating City, Penelo stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the shimmering black lake outside the window. Her hands were held in front of the moon and stood there motionless, looking like a silent statue.

Outside the slightly opened door of Penelo's room, Allen tilted his body and put his head together with the three-eyed raven on his shoulder, observing the female Auror in a nightgown inside through the crack of the door.

"Have her anger decreased a little?" He whispered to the three-eyed raven on his shoulder. Although Allen had mastered the kind of spiritual engraving thoughts in the brain hall that could see through the brain closure technique, now that his courage was broken, he tried to pin his hopes on himself and made a mistake, so he let another master who had mastered this skill for many years make a judgment on his behalf.

The three-eyed raven put her head close to Alan, and her eyes rolled around to observe the situation in the room. Luna's ethereal voice sounded in Alan's ears: "You must be careful, jealousy conquered her feelings and occupied her heart. She is very fragile inside now, so be gentle to her."

"Oh..." Allen raised his hand and grabbed his big back, which had always been meticulously sorted out, making it messy.

"The subtle way is useless." Luna said lightly, "I can control it directly...but you will wish to comfort her yourself."

Allen nodded. He understood what Luna said. Since Penelo had discovered it, what Luna told him before would not work by using gentle means to let her ignore it.

The three-eyed raven turned her head and looked at Allen's somewhat cowardly expression at this moment, "Don't worry, this will not change the impact I have achieved on her before."

Allen's fist was clenched and loosened, and repeated several times. He sighed heavily, and resolutely raised his hand to push the door open, and walked towards Penelo in front of the window.

Hearing the sound from the door, Penelo's pet demon-hunting spider crawled out of a cave in the corner of the ceiling, waiting for his owner's safety. When designing this house, Penelo left a passage for her pet that was more suitable for it. Although Penelo's parents were very frightened by such a scary thing, they felt that they had immigrated to Australia.

However, this creature, which is essentially a demon, fully demonstrates its nature of bullying the weak and fearing evil. When his head appeared and saw Alan's figure, its huge body stopped instantly and began to swing his legs and retreat backwards. When his eight-character eyes were inadvertently facing Alan, it suddenly accelerated its crawling speed, held up the two sharp claws in front, and quickly climbed back into the corner away from Alan. Then, it opened its mouth and spit out a large silver-white strong sticky net to block its passage.

Allen lowered his head and stopped looking at it. Since it was taken from his body fluids and deformed Penelo, it rarely appeared in front of him and wandered around. However, when he saw himself entering the room, he still didn't react and showed his back to him. He scratched his head and sighed: "Penelo..."

Only then did Penelo seem to notice Allen's arrival.

"I've explained the flyer matter to Wolf Mom, and it won't delay your affairs." Penelo interrupted Allen in a cold voice. She lowered her head and looked at her toes, making Allen unable to see her expression for a moment.

Alan got closer to the other party, and the pastry in his hand was suspended by the side. He pressed Penelo's shoulder with both hands and broke her straight at him: "You know I didn't come here for business."

Then, the two of them stared at each other for a long time. After the demon hunting spider in the room did not speak at all, it became completely quiet.

"Uh...I brought you some scones..." Alan couldn't hold on to his opponent in the end, and his eyes dodged and began to take out the refreshment packed in paper bags from his pocket. He bowed slightly and handed it to Penelo, "I asked Helga to teach me how it was salty, and added bacon."

"You should continue to be what crazy girls like to eat." Penelo glanced at his throat and moved, but in the end he didn't mean to take over, "I'm not hungry."

"Don't talk nonsense, do you want to be a god?" Allen opened the packaging on his own, and he was helpless in his heart to count for more than a meal, so he had confidence in his tone - of course, this little male witch Lavenclaw dared not say it.

"Yes! I want to be a god too!" Penelo seemed a little sensitive to the title of God at this time, making her speech out of order. "From yesterday, I will stand for a few more days, and there will be no problem with being a god before she dies."

"You haven't been sleeping and stood for a day yesterday?"

"I can't sleep..." Penelo turned his head back to the window and looked at the autumn scenery outside.

"Hurry up and eat something to go to bed." Allen picked up the scone and sent it to Penelo's mouth, and his other hand stopped her and wanted to drag it onto the bed.

Penelo twisted for a few times and couldn't get out of it, and then leaned on Allen.

"Why did 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 shouted to Allen very rarely: "What else do you want to mention Helena! Why is it the crazy girl's turn this time? I guess her belly hasn't bulged yet? She wanted to be arrogant in front of me after she bulged up... I just said why didn't you go into the kitchen before? Why are you so active this time! You haven't done it for someone else... Um..."

Allen picked up a piece of scone and stuffed it into Penelo's mouth, then moved it up and down with her chin for her to chew: "Isn't this just for you..."

Penelo reached out to Allen's chest and pushed out, but Allen noticed that the other party's strength was not completely determined. Instead, he turned it into his arms and began to look at the girl in front of him.

Her high forehead, narrow cheeks, and abrupt eyes. As for the eyes, the whites of her eyes looked very large and the corners of her eyes were a little drooping. Although her facial features were all delicate but not perfect, her unique temperament was just right. In line with the influence of immersed in black magic in recent years, the evil and cold mysterious beauty arose naturally as if no one else was on the side. Even her fair but fully trained figure made her beauty even a bit dirty...

"Have you forgotten my appearance..." Penelo was a little embarrassed to be stared at, but she was not completely relieved and she was unwilling to respond to Allen, using it to hide her shyness.

Allen half-pulled her and placed her on her bed, waved her hand and pulled the curtains up to prevent sunlight from affecting her sleep, and then covered her with a blanket, "Sleep first, you can sign up for what you want to eat, and then I will learn to make it."

"Thirsty." Penelo's voice became a little baby-like falsetto, and even the next sentence that he noticed his voice trying to strengthen his momentum was a little weak, "The scone you made is too dry, I will teach you step by step next time."

Allen looked around and found that there was only a bowl of Spanish garlic soup mainly in red and yellow on her table, but it seemed to be cold. He touched his waist bag: "Cola or?"

As soon as he said something, Allen knew that he had said something stupid. Sure enough, Penelo's face, which was already soft and a little cold, became cold again: "This is for Luna."

"Then make one that represents your goodness." Allen insisted on stepping into the other party's rhythm, groping in his pocket, and finally took out a can of blue-green can, "How about Sprite? Lemon-flavored soda..." - This is when Allen bought Coke in Muggle World, the petty citizen chose this more cost-effective two-in-one package. Although he has a magic stone, he is not short of money...

Penelo did not understand Alan's secret implicitly suggesting her, but what he found casually made her feel perfunctory and shook her head reluctantly.

Alan, who had already seen through brain closure, certainly knew what she thought, but he did not intend to change his words like Ron now and ask again, but instead intend to make Sprite more unique.

So Allen pretended not to see Penelo shaking his head, waved his hand and let the empty glass in the room float out and poured it in. Then he did not feed her directly as Penelo thought. Instead, he started rummaging on the potion area from his waist bag, found two mint leaves from it, rubbed them, and put them in, and then twisted a small pinch of salt with his fingers and put them in, making the bubbles of the cup Qixi suddenly become more.

"This is the best way to drink Sprite... wake up coolly..." Allen said proudly for a while before realizing that this thing would affect sleep. His eyes were like Anka. "I'll give you a glass of ice first and then drink it when you wake up. I'll go out and get you a glass of milk."
Chapter completed!