Chapter 1077 Ai Renlun (Zhu Yi Dan)'s Boring Life

"It's Cheryl!" Hermione slammed the table and stood up from her seat, and everyone followed suit and pushed open the door of the bar.

A large wooden barrel that was originally placed at the door was overturned on the side, and a thin man staggered, swearing and pointing his wand at Cheryl who was already sitting on the street floor full of rain.

The wizard in front of him was of medium height, with a thin build, brown curly hair piled in a mess on the top of his head, and his eyes were gloomy under his narrow forehead. Because of excessive drinking, his eyes and nose were red, and his expression was a little dazed—his complexion was originally It might be good-looking, but now it has a messy beard and looks dirty, and although it has a big mouth, its teeth are still quite straight.

Hermione glared at Sean, pulled out her wand and taught the man a lesson, but was stopped by Alan's outstretched arm. The alcoholic seemed to have noticed that he was surrounded by Alan and his guards at this time, and there were people listening to him. He noticed the movement of the Aurors approaching, but the alcohol made him a little dazed.

"Hermione, you should go in with Leonard to talk about the umbrella. I'll handle it here." Allen said softly, pointing his chin towards Cheryl. A few people, she lowered her head in embarrassment and waved her hands to indicate that she was fine, then hurriedly pulled out her wand and cleaned herself up with magic.

Hermione glanced at Allen with some hesitation and suspicion, but finally walked back into the bar with the guards and Leonard, and Allen also waved his hand to let the Aurors stand aside and not worry about it.

Seeing the crowd dispersed, Sean's only rationality seemed to dissipate. He approached his wife, holding a large curved wine bottle in his left hand. He couldn't tell whether it was the wine or the rain that had beaten his sloppy beard into locks. Suddenly, he pointed his wand at his wife and yelled at his wife, babbling some nonsense that required her to pay for it.

Cheryl stood on the spot and leaned back with her body shrunken, her head tilted to one side, and she didn't dare to look directly at her husband who was going crazy with alcohol - it seemed that she had been treated like this a lot recently. Sean's wand tip slammed into Cheryl's chest. Cheryl blocked the wand tip he wanted to continue with her hand, and staggered back two steps. Tears flowed from her eyes, but She just rubbed her chest that was hurt by the pestle, reluctantly daring to resist.

Alan walked up to the couple with ease as if leisurely, and the table and a chair they had just had dinner in the Three Broomsticks suddenly appeared. Alan sat down comfortably and picked up his own After grabbing a piece of fried pork skin and swallowing it, he raised his hand to the stunned Sean, motioning for him to continue—his wife Cheryl felt too ashamed and lowered her head, except for her flushed cheeks. Everything faded.

And Alan's arrogant behavior seemed to make Sean sober. His nostrils were dilated, he bit his upper lip angrily, and stared at Alan with his head tilted, but he still didn't realize who he was facing. He seemed to have a slanted mouth, and with the aftermath of scolding Cheryl just now, he held his wand and walked over to Allen, shaking his head and tail.

Cheryl's face turned pale immediately. As soon as she said something, Allen waved her hand to stop her. Sean had already leaned over, and he raised his wand and gestured threateningly at Allen: "Boy, give I'll go aside."

As if realizing his recklessness, Allen hurriedly stood up and bowed slightly to apologize, then took out a handful of Galleons from his own pocket and handed them to the other party.

Sean, who was not quite sober at first, took both hands subconsciously. After noticing what was in his hands, his head slowly tilted from one side to the other. It was flushed, and the mouth was slightly opened, making it even more circling.

Allen took out another bottle of beautifully packaged potion from his pocket with a calm expression, and handed him the bottle of antidote in an overkill to let the other party sober up. Putting it in his pocket, he took the potion and took a sip without even thinking about it—then he realized that Alan wasn't asking him to drink with a bang.

Noticing Sean's gaze, Allen took out the pocket watch he had attended Albert's wedding and looked at it in his hand, not to check the time, but to inadvertently let the watch in front of him start to slow down under the effect of the potion. A sober drunk knows its worth.

Sean, who was taken aback by the antidote, felt that the wizard in front of him looked familiar, but his attention had been successfully attracted to the pocket watch. Its color matching was very gorgeous, and it looked filigree. Farang's dial is inlaid with many blue gemstones.

Sean's pupils shrank, and he immediately sat down beside Alan. If Alan hadn't stopped him, he would have bought Alan a drink with the Galleon that Alan had just given him.

After some chatting, Sean learned that the Galleon was because Allen simply felt that Cheryl touched the back of his hand when Cheryl just blocked his wand, which made Allen feel shivering and cold. The wizard needs to make amends, and the wizards should stand up from here on.

Sean looked at the male boxer who he thought was an upstart in front of him, and thought in his heart that he might have encountered a drunkard... His eyes rolled around drunkenly, and he glanced at Alan who bowed his head disdainfully, grabbing In order to scratch his messy hair, he had an idea in his mind, he immediately stood up, turned around and yelled at Cheryl, "Come here, just slap me."

Cheryl, who was at the side just now, didn't hear the conversation here. She took two steps back, stared at her husband vigilantly and with some fear, and shook her head to reject the request that puzzled her.

Noticing that his wife hadn't moved, Sean's eyes widened, the whites of which were exposed, and anxiously shouted, "Hurry up."

Under the threat of such gazes, Cheryl had no choice but to stretch out her hand, tentatively brushed lightly across Sean's face, and then took a few steps back to avoid revenge. Sean squinted his eyes, one side of his lips turned up, and sneered, which made Cheryl feel terrified, and her hand also reached for the wand, and held it tightly in it.

But at this moment, Allen took out another large handful of Galleons from his pocket and threw them on the table. The sound of Galleons bumping, spinning, and beating on the table was so clear and sweet that Sean immediately turned his head to look at these shining Gold coins, shortness of breath, this one has more Galleons than the one just now.

Sean rushed forward in disbelief. He covered his face on purpose, and asked Allen with a trembling voice, "This... this... These are also for me? Huh?... Are you Mr. Harris? "

Alan, who was finally recognized by the other party, had no extra reaction. He picked up the wine glass, took a big sip, burped and said: "Yes, they are yours now, because this time you have suffered more damage than before. "

"Thank you! Dear Mr. Harris!" Sean seemed to have basically returned to his normal sanity, but he still held his cheek that he didn't feel at all just now, and with the other hand, he was afraid that Allen would go back and spend the money desperately stuffed into his pocket.

Finally understood everything in front of her. Although she was only a waiter, the pride of being a pure-blood made Cheryl feel very disrespectful now. She shook her head and tried to persuade her husband to have some backbone, but she was tasted the sweetness just as soon as she opened her mouth. Sean grabbed her by the neck all of a sudden, and then yelled loudly and in a low voice: "You idiot, take advantage of him being drunk! Hurry up and hit me harder than before!"

"I'm not drunk..." Allen just smiled, and he slowed down to explain, "It's just the life of the rich...it's often so simple and unpretentious...and boring..."

Sean was a little contemptuous at first, but after hearing Allen's lines, he knew that the other party was sober enough. Allen looked at Sean's expression, from contempt, to surprise, to gratitude, it only took three seconds, and he thought it was very funny.

Then Sean continued to yell at Cheryl to let her do it. The witch glared at Ellen with tears of humiliation in her eyes, and then was stabbed by her husband with her wand again. Under the fear brought by him, the woman finally gave up her fragile stubbornness and began to beat her husband.

From the initial temptation, Cheryl gradually became more comfortable. In the blink of an eye, she had helped her husband earn more than 300 gold galleons, but Sean didn't seem to want to stop, and even scolded Cheryl for playing too lightly.

And Cheryl seemed to be tired from the beating, so she simply pulled out her wand from her waist, and tried various small aggressive actions on him, from standing still, to loosening, and then to scorching heat. curse.

Allen grabbed a handful of fried pigskin with his left hand, and took one out of it with his right hand and licked it into his mouth from time to time. He believed that after this wave of operations, Sean would at least have a lot of money left after he paid off his debts.

It's just that the eyes of the two people in front of them have exchanged eyes. Sean, who has been imprisoned on the chair that has been transformed by Cheryl with transfiguration, has changed from looking at his wife fiercely at the beginning to fear now; and Cheryl From the fear of looking at Sean at the beginning, to turning the usual grievances and fears into anger during the beating and spell casting.

Later, the bruised man in front of Cheryl's eyes, his two ears were shrunk under the effect of the ear-crinkling spell, and his tongue and palate were also stuck to it under the effect of the tongue-locked throat. Together, while Cheryl was immersed in it and hadn't noticed that Sean had been begging for mercy.

Cheryl's spells have also changed from the ordinary spells at the beginning, and the least negative, annoying but interesting spells later, to the current medium negative spells that cause pain or damage, and then this Slytherin The graduated witch began to read the curse-like spells-this is a type of black magic, and it is also the most evil type of black magic. There are many forms of curses, and their magical powers are different, but most of them can cause serious damage. Or suffering, such as excruciating pain, mind control or outright death, the most unforgivable of which can even cause irreversible damage.

Sean, who has completely sobered up under the action of the antidote, learned from the movement of his already enchanted wife waving her wand that she will use the next spell. Under his desperate and terrified eyes, he confirmed Cheryl's mouth shape. , she indeed shouted the spell as he guessed: "Thunderbolt explosion!"

However, the spell that had been cast by Peter Pettigrew, killed a dozen Muggles on the street, and caused a lot of damage, dissipated in the air as soon as it took shape.

Cheryl turned her head suddenly, looking at the wand in her hand in amazement and wondering why the spell failed. Then she woke up and realized that she almost killed her husband just now, and she started to cover her mouth in surprise.

"Sorry, Cheryl, I don't have any change." Allen's voice sounded, and the two couples turned their eyes to see that Allen was lowering his arms, letting the couple who had seen him duel with the mysterious man I understand that it was Allen who canceled the spell.

Afterwards, Allen put his hand on his mark for a moment, and 'Victor' Fritz Bassa, who was not wearing a uniform and showed a golden curly hair, came to call: "Master?"

"I'm sorry to disturb your vacation Victor, but please help me to send this gentleman to St. Mungo's Hospital for treatment...and please help this gentleman bring the money and return it to him..." After finishing speaking, Alan Pointing to Sean's direction and raising his hand, the temporary effects of the prison chairs and curses that were transformed by Cheryl's not-so-subtle transfiguration were lifted.

And Victor, who had already put away the Gold Gallon on the table neatly, didn't ask Alan for the reason and didn't give him time to talk, he just dragged Alan by the arm and disappeared after a burst of black mist In situ.

"I'm sorry Cheryl, the reason for your family's misfortune is the responsibility of the umbrella...I apologize to you on behalf of the Harris family..." Allen suddenly changed his previous upstart posture and bowed solemnly to Cheryl.

"What...Principal Harris??" Cheryl couldn't grasp the status quo even more because of the sudden change.

"Sheryl, I know that you have been holding back because of the children in your family...but I think you can choose another way to get along with Mr. Sean." Allen said sincerely: "I mean, if you If you don't intend to change the current state... From my point of view, your level of spellcasting is better than that of Mr. Xiao En, and you can definitely make Mr. Xiao En sober at the right time... My performance just now is for you who are so educated It's too rude and inappropriate for a pure-blood witch... But I just hoped to help you realize what you can do... Huh?" Allen looked into the waitress' eyes and nodded understandingly, "Oh, if you It takes time to think about your future relationship... maybe a temporary cooling-off period can help you think about your future life... I will instruct Victor to temporarily arrange Mr. Xiao En to America and let him work in the Umbrella Division..."