Chapter 1584 Waste

Shouts sounded in the room, and Harris stood up one after another—but they didn't check the condition of the little boy's body for the first time, but directly performed Cleanup to clean up the splashed soup and dishes on his body.

Only Daisy yelled angrily, and she, who was not that particular, took care of it a little and walked forward quickly, ignoring the stains and directly hugging the boy's body in her arms.

"Wednesday!" She yelled at the head with two big braids exposed upstairs, then turned her head and yelled fiercely at Alan's avatar wearing a dark blue magic robe, "Alan, go upstairs and catch Wednesday, let him Look what a good thing she did to Thursday! He was electrocuted once this morning and here he is again!"

"The dishes are all spilled on the ground and I can't eat them. How many times has this happened? I can't go on like this...Mother, you have to discipline them... These two naughty ones are too super-standard. The experience of Daisy and I raising children I can't control them..." Albert's bushy brows were tightly frowned, and he looked very worried, "Wednesday and Thursday their mother is not here, Alan is not in the body and is lazy and doesn't care about things. Although Helena is in charge, she loves them too much. Now, you really have to help guide them, these two little troublemakers won't want to listen to my lectures, we have to let their ingenuity be used in the right place."

At this time, Helena's figure naturally appeared in the room, as if she was here in the first place. She has become a true god and she can still be regarded as an undead creature, but she can no longer be classified as a ghost. She is truly physical and radiates divine power, wearing a large blue robe, calm and stern, floating in the air a few feet high, passing through the room soundlessly, the shining death force surrounds her face, the indifferent face cannot be seen Show a trace of joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

But as soon as she showed up, she floated over with a straight back and hugged her pale brother from Daisy's arms. Her white hands brushed over the little guy's face. The boy's silver-gray eyes opened again.

The newly resurrected Thursday looked at Shanghai Lianna's expressionless face, turning her silver protruding eyes, and her surprised expression was exactly the same as Luna's. This little guy with light eyebrows and pale complexion saw the expressions of the adults around him. Angry immediately stretched out his arms and hooked his sister's neck pitifully, trying to gain shelter.

"Helena, letting go too much is indulgence. For the sake of your younger brothers and sisters, if you want them to achieve something, you can't be too used to it, and it's too pampering... and it's too much of a waste of divine power, right?" Lun was cleaning up the sauce on his glasses, and he straightened his expression, "Thursday, you know that your mother Ravenclaw is the founder of Hogwarts, and she defeated the true god of death, you know When she was your age... uh..."

Lun, who finally recalled what the other party's mother looked like when he was "young", felt a little stuck in preaching to his nephew.

"It doesn't matter...Anyway, mother's believers...and those who believe in me...they can't run out of faith...Wednesday and Thursday are still young, but they are not serious." Helena's lips opened and closed, and the other facial features were indeed Still nothing changed, her expression changed less now than before.

For this new Grim Reaper, she didn't get much love from her mother before. Although Helga loved her very much, she accepted a very strict lady rule that was helped by Slytherin since she was a child. Education, because Ellen and Vito Malfoy took care of her sister and brother made her very guilty, so as a god, she seems to have this obsession, but she keeps pampering her younger brother and sister to a certain extent. It's an exaggeration.

Hearing the elder sister's protection, Thursday twisted her body and gained courage, and slid off Helena's body like a little monkey.

After he used his wandless stick to cast Clean Up, he slid to the dining table that had just been repaired, and grabbed the handle of the silver knife on the dining table with his little hand, wanting to jump upstairs. .

Morgan Le Fay, who was next to him, stopped his grandson with quick eyes: "What, you want to use it to get revenge on your second sister?"

The little boy who was stopped nodded in a daze.

Morgan Le Fay spread his hands, and Thursday returned the knife to his grandmother with a look of excitement.

As a result, after looking at it with a table knife, the grandma shook her head at her grandson: "I don't think this will work, you have to..."

"It's still mother's reaction is really fast, that's how it should be. How can you kill and kill like this every day." Lun stroked the stubble on his chin approvingly. He was a little puzzled to see that his nephew's excited expression did not match his expectations, but he still comforted him. "Stop hitting, I'll read you the story of the Fountain of Fortune later."

"Alan, we won't die anymore... But if we develop the bad habit of not taking human life seriously now, when they go to Hogwarts headquarters to study in three years' time, if the subordinates don't know what to do, those ordinary little ones will die." Wizards don't have Horcruxes..." Hermione frowned, thinking of the possibility, her lips were tightly pursed, "Helena can't help it, then..."

"Len, I didn't like hearing this story when I was younger than Thursday..." Emily said angrily. She looked at her mother with some amusement, but didn't continue talking.

And here, hearing the rebuttals from the two most serious members of the family, Morgan Le Fay paused for a moment before putting away the knife and reaching for the larger butcher knife on the table, realizing that this is not suitable for her as a grandma She, who taught the child badly in person, took the opportunity to give Penello a wink.

In the past few years, Penello, who has always been very fond of Morgan Le Fay, immediately turned his head to give instructions to the severed hand that originated from Voldemort on the dining table, like a confidant court lady who woke up to the Queen Mother's mind.

The guy named Xiaoshou, who was regarded as a pet, immediately twisted his middle finger and index finger, and walked nimbly like an arthropod on the table to the door of the restaurant. From the door, he gave up his armor and was dressed as a British butler The death knight Lynch drew a ceremonial sword from his waist.

It dragged the sword, ignoring some of Harris' stunned eyes, and bounced back.

"I think that children have this kind of ability that others don't have, so they need to use it more, master it proficiently, and make better use of this ability, otherwise they will put that knowledge in the restricted area like Dumbledore. What's the difference even if you take it away directly...you can use it better after you are familiar with it, right?" Penello stopped Hermione before she continued to speak, "This is in line with Alan's teaching philosophy...Abbot Even if you are an Auror, you should be able to understand... This is a matter of experience, magic is not just like a know-it-all who just knows how to read spells and cast spells."

"Penello's consideration is indeed reasonable, but we need to pay attention to what Hermione is worried about. These two little brats have been playing more and more recently, and there are some signs of starting to hang out with them on Friday..." Hermione The Allen clone over there saw the angry Hermione and said, "We really must teach them that other ordinary people will not be resurrected."

"I'll tell Wednesday later, remember on Thursday... Next time, no matter if she backs you, you fall off the stairs or you push her... Remember to at least make sure that we are not having dinner, at least your father, me or grandpa Can't when grandma is around..." Alan's avatar next to Penello said, he seemed to make sure that his body was cleaned up, and after he finished speaking, he looked at the cuffs of his robes without any sauce being splashed.

Seeing that the people around him were speechless, Penello quickly grabbed the hilt of the sword dragged by his little hand and turned it upside down, handing it to Thursday, with his lips facing upstairs: "Be a man, take revenge quickly, don't be old Being bullied by your second sister and little aunt..."

As a bear child, Thursday is also very good at observing words and expressions and focusing on opportunities. He quickly clenched the sword in his hand, nodded excitedly to Penello, and ran to the next stairs with the sword, and jumped upstairs. go up.