Chapter 362 Little Mother Cake Shop (Modified, Thanks to the Lord Bai Yang)

"School is about to start, you can order some for the students in the training class, as long as they brush their teeth well afterwards." Hermione turned her head a little embarrassed when Alan looked at her, and her two little fingers twirled unconsciously. Quickly thought of an excuse for my daughter, who is a dentist, to have a sweet tooth.

Allen couldn't help rubbing her fluffy curly hair: "Okay, let's go to Little Mom's cake shop."

"Let's go." Luna, who had also tasted the cake, pinned her demon-proof glasses on her chest collar, took an apple from the fruit basket on the table, and took a bite, "I left my stomach in advance. Come on, I didn’t eat enough yesterday.”

After consulting around, Allen took Hermione and Luna out. The little sister Emily wanted to follow, but Daisy held her back and whispered something in her ear, and she made a face like a kid, and ran back upstairs.

Allen glanced at Daisy who was giggling aside, shook his head helplessly, took Hermione and Luna away, turned around and knocked on the door of the tent next door.

Narcissa Black Malfoy looked a little surprised at the expressions of the three Alans who appeared at the door, "Sorry, are you Alan Harris?"

"Mrs. Malfoy, hello. We are here to find Draco." Allen showed the somewhat contrived etiquette of the pure-blood family, saluted and greeted, and explained the purpose of his visit.

A gentle smile appeared on Narcissa's face instantly, "Draco will be very happy, he has been talking about you throughout the holiday, please come in, I will call him out right away, you are welcome, my mother is you Mother's cousin, we are still relatives."

Entering the tent, it seems that you have entered a small palace with extremely magnificent decoration. Not only is the space very spacious, but the decoration inside is extremely luxurious.

Soon, Draco followed Narcissa down the stairs—he was full of joy, and it seemed that if his mother was not here, he would definitely run to meet Alan.

"Oh, please forgive my negligence just now, this lovely girl with light blond hair must be a child of the Lovegood family, your father Xenophilius and I are classmates, although I am a few grades younger, you Want something to drink? By the way, this is——Draco, introduce yourself to your mother." Narcissa recognized Luna's identity from the colorful anti-monster glasses that looked like an owl that was always in a state of confusion. Warmly entertained, and looked at Hermione again.

"This is Hermione Granger from Gryffindor." Draco's tone was a little stiff.

Apparently, she had heard her name and background from her husband and son. Narcissa twitched at Hermione and forced a smile, "Miss Granger, is apple juice okay?" Narcissa noticed the apple in Luna's hand .

"Okay, thank you." Hermione nodded. She looked down on purebloods born in Muggle family wizards before, but now she has to be polite to her. Although the other party's tone is somewhat uncomfortable, the overall feeling is still not bad.

"Uh... Alan, is there anything I need to do?" Draco obviously knew the adults' decision from his father, and because of the change of identity seemed a little unnatural, he secretly aimed his eyes at Alan and thought Observe his attitude towards this matter.

Draco is the only child in the family. When Lucius talked to him just now, he thought that Draco would resist being someone else's godson, but what he didn't expect was that after hearing Harris' name, Draco was very happy. So I agreed.

"Draco, we found a very delicious cake shop, do you want to go eat together?" Allen said in a more friendly tone than usual, he looked at Malfoy, and saw the boy on the opposite side burst into a smile. Smile, not only a little funny laugh.

"What store is it?" Coincidentally, Narcissa was holding a few transparent glasses and a jug of apple juice with a lot of ice cubes.

Draco took the initiative to step forward, poured five glasses of apple juice, and delivered them to everyone himself.

Even, Draco took the initiative to show a kind smile to Hermione, but when he turned his head, he looked at Allen,

Seeing Alan's approving eyes, he drank his juice in one gulp.

"Little mother's cake shop, Mrs. Malfoy." Allen said with a smile.

But Narcissa, who asked the question, seemed a little absent-minded. She carefully glanced at the door and then at her son. At this time, a music box next to it automatically rang and played music, which brought her back to her senses: "Little mother The cake shop, sounds very warm. Alan, thank you for everything you have done for the Black family. "

Narcissa is a pure-blood with a high sense of family honor. She is very happy that Sirius can be rehabilitated. Most importantly, the Black family can continue.

Allen raised his glass and drank the juice in his hand with a smile.

Before setting off, Allen caught a glimpse of Narcissa handing over a large bag of Galleons to Draco, and couldn't help laughing. The money is probably enough to buy the "Little Mama Cake Shop".

The four of them quickly walked out of the tent area and came to a place where they could intercept the magic bus. Allen stretched out his wand and glowed. Malfoy's eyes flashed, but he didn't ask anything.

A purple three-decker bus slammed on the brakes and stopped in front of them. The ferocious approach made the four of them jump backwards.

"Welcome to the Knight Bus, where are you going?" the conductor Stan Sampak poked his head out and greeted warmly.

"Let's go to Cheddar." Allen took out a few gold coins.

Stan immediately warmly invited them into the car: "Cheddar is a good place. Cheddar cheese has a delicate and soft taste, which will make you feel the taste of happiness."

It seems that Draco and Luna, who have experience in driving, grabbed the brass pillars tightly after getting on the bus, so as to avoid falling from their chairs during the rampage of the bus.

And Alan, who deliberately didn't tell Hermione, although he had a bump with Miss Know-it-all as he wished, but accidentally bit his tongue when his chin was touched by Hermione's head-this made him spend the rest of the journey on the bus. No words were spoken.

Stan's body swayed freely with the rhythm of the bus, "In Cheddar, there is a cake shop, you must not miss it."

Before they could ask, Stan introduced enthusiastically, "'Little Mama's Cake Shop' is opened by a pair of brothers and sisters, Monica Geller and Ross Geller. Monica Geller is a small local A well-known chef, she wants to delve into innovative cuisine. This store is located in a cottage near the outskirts of the city. There, the two of them live a peaceful and prosperous life in the daily fermentation, brewing and baking. A lot of people go there admiringly.”

In the bumps and shakes along the way, they came to Cheddar.

Draco paled, starting to regret the amount of juice he'd drank at home.

Walking, shopping, and shopping all the way, sauced cheese, cheese sauce, baked cheese... In Cheddar, cheese is omnipotent.

At last they came to a modest looking log cabin on the outskirts about a quarter of a mile from town. Cozy clumps of maple trees nestled comfortably around the house, forming a sparse grove.

"It stinks!" Except for Malfoy, all three of Allen's five senses were extremely keen.

"Oh, I smell the most disgusting stench in my life, coming out of that chimney. In my opinion, it can't be anything good." Malfoy exclaimed exaggeratedly, covering his nose.

"Something may have happened, let's go and have a look." Hermione said, a trace of worry flashed across her expression.

Standing in front of the door, Allen knocked on the door, but no one came to answer the door.

Allen listened carefully, and there was indeed a noise in the door.

"Excuse me, is it still open? Mr. Geller, Miss Geller, are you in there?" Hermione asked loudly.

There was a rustling sound from behind the door, and then there was silence.

Allen knocked on the door again, with a creak - the door opened by itself, and the scene in the room was unobstructed.

It was a very comfortable room, with a large sofa and, in a corner, a heavily upholstered armchair facing a warm fireplace. A small desk sits under the window, with a book spread out on it.

There are two doors in this room in different directions, leading to the dining room and the hall on the other side of the house.