The part that Allen needs to be responsible for is finally over. Furong and his group packed up their props and prepared to leave. They will complete other shootings on their own later.

At this time, Ross Geller lost his aura when he was talking about himself professionally, and returned to his slow appearance. He ran out quickly and came to Allen with his hands behind his back.

"Principal Harris..." Ross's accent that was so slow that he wanted someone to hit him sounded again.

Alan, who was talking to Hermione, noticed Rose's strangeness at this time. Seeing the other person's appearance, he quickly stared at his head and looked at him intently.

Allen then relaxed and hurriedly stretched out his hand before the other party spoke: "Of course, Ross, bring the poster and I'll sign it for you..." He took the poster behind him and opened it, "Uh... I looked like I was playing basketball a few years ago now... I'm so embarrassed."

As he said, Allen signed his name in this Quidditch photo when he was in the fourth grade of the national team: "How did I ask Hermione to customize that golem arm in your last time?"

"I will ask the express delivery to you in a few days. The owls can't catch such heavy things... and... Principal Harris." Received the poster, Ross's speech speed has become faster because of his satisfaction, and only seems to be slower than ordinary people: "Principal Harris asks you to participate in the Quidditch World Cup next year..."

"Uh, I don't have much time to train, Coach Geraldine has retired... Uh..." Allen said half a sentence and looked at the other party's expression to avoid the other party's continued persuasion. "Of course, I have contacted the new national team coach Larry Brown before. If he still has this requirement for me and allows me to only participate in the competition and not train, I can still continue playing the game."

Seeing that Ross was not going to leave, Hermione quickly spoke out and said, "Mr. Geller, it's still early for Quidditch, we can consider it later. If nothing happens, I will leave first..."

"Oh, OK..." Ross nodded in frustration, "Oh, please wait... Miss Granger..." He suddenly raised his voice, "Please wait, my sister Monica has news to me to bring you..." He took out a parchment paper and a wrinkled notebook from his bag in a hurry.

"Wait, Mr. Geller!" Hermione shouted.

Rose, who was focused on the matter in front of him, did not notice Hermione's voice: "Gammers cannot study the golem day and night, remember to eat... Uh sorry, what I gave you is still behind... This is the part I gave me..."

"Mr. Geller! Please wait!" Hermione wanted to interrupt Rose again, but the other party did not look at her eyes and gestures at all. She peeked at Alan who had already begun to notice here. Hermione slapped her forehead and felt a little headache.

"Please tell Miss Granger that Harris University recently invited Gordon Ramsey to teach cooking skills. I have to go to further study. The cheesecake she ordered can only be postponed for a few days. In addition, in order to compensate me, I wrote the recipe for the new dishes I recently developed and asked for recipes in my notebook. Please bring them to her..." Ross read without raising his head. Here, "Finally, according to Miss Granger's confidentiality requirements, please inform her individually in private."

After reading, he looked up at Hermione who was staring at her eyes and was a little angry. Ross, who had been slow to react for a while, was stunned and quickly approached again to look at the words on the paper "O..." Ross dragged a long sound, woke up and said apologetically, "Sorry, Miss Granger."

Because he was worried about the many outsiders at the scene, Allen didn't say anything, but he deliberately opened his mouth slightly and looked sideways at Hermione, as if he was fixed on the spot.

Seeing Allen pretending to be shocked, Hermione glared at him angrily and spread her hands at Ross. He quickly stuffed the notebook in his hand to Hermione. Then he found that Hermione's fingers pressed to the position of the black golem lubricant that had been stained with the notebook. The lubricant was dry and hard to clean up because it took too long.

"Sorry again, Miss Granger, my sister was basically new when she gave it to me..." Ross only felt that her whole face was full of fever, and she was usually focused on studying golems, so she was a little sloppy in her life.

Hermione noticed that someone noticed them, put the letter and notebook into his pocket, pulled Alan and moved his figure away from the place.

"Hermione, I'll catch you secretly and secretly carrying us on your back!" Allen winked at Hermione. "You don't let us eat candy, but you still secretly order cheesecakes to eat..."

"I'm not for eating! Well, it's not just..." Hermione gave up after defending, "I just think I should learn cooking skills so as not to be ridiculed by Penelo... Your mother has also asked Daisy and Emily to study recently. She thinks that this is why Daisy has always been single..."

After hearing Hermione's explanation and staring at Hermione for a long time, Allen suddenly felt a little scared. He responded dryly, realizing that Hermione was not really trying to satisfy her desires - she still thought she was one step ahead of Penelo, so she didn't want to be caught up with Penelo everywhere. Recently, Penelo was often praised by her family for taking care of her mother's diet, which made her feel a little savory.

"Don't you start learning to cook recently?" Hermione took out the wrinkled recipe and tried to clean it with magic. "I don't think it's harder than making potions. As long as you follow the steps strictly, you can get at least a few dishes."

Looking at Hermione's appearance, Allen felt even more timid. Penelo's problem was finally solved, and now it became a difficult problem to tell Hermione.

"You are so busy working on umbrellas, you don't have to spend so much effort on it..." Allen looked at Hermione's expression, feeling that he couldn't speak anyway. Finally, he simply kept praising: "Hermione, you are smart, brave, keen and knowledgeable. You have helped me too much on the way to break the "Secret Law". Look, the magic world has cooperated with the Muggle World, and the current form is much better than what we wanted to change at the beginning... So there is no need for you to show anything in your cooking skills. You have done well enough..."

"Now the concept of pure-blooded wizards is also changing. Even if they don't admit it, they realize that Muggles are no longer ignorant and serfs who pull the excrement everywhere." Hermione was quite proud of this, but she misunderstood Allen's meaning. "But I've been more idle after a while recently. Compared to some time, although Penelo and I can't stay in the kitchen for a long time, I should basically understand it. At least I learned this cake, otherwise I would let Monica down. She told me all the recipes she had just developed..."

Alan smiled and nodded, thinking in his mind that if the umbrella had not invested in the little mother's cake shop, that Monica would probably not be so easy to talk to...
Chapter completed!