Chapter 48 The Fallen Manor (Modified, Typos Have Been Revised)
On a winter morning after snow, the sky is blue and far-reaching. Pushing open the window, the cold air hits the face. As the saying goes, there is no trace of heavy snow. The outside is vast and white, and there is no trace of anyone passing by. This does not mean that it is very safe. The heavy snow may also bury the crime.
Morgan Le Fay prepared breakfast as usual, but the traditional ham and eggs also failed to arouse everyone's appetite.
When Owen announced the arrangement for everyone at the dinner table, Morgan Le Fay could no longer pretend to be calm, "No, Owen, my magic power is also very strong and I am very skilled in magic spells, I can face everything with you at home matter."
"Dad, I think a therapist can be of great help when facing a battle." Daisy didn't want to stand idly by and hide in a safe place by herself, letting her blood relatives face unpredictable dangers, "You know I used to fight a lot when I was at Hogwarts..."
A quarrel or a love debate is about to start. Allen has two dinner plates left, brings a pot of breakfast tea, calls his little sister Emily, and takes her back to the room. Exposing young children directly to parental disputes can be damaging to their young minds.
Emily took over her share sensibly, with a sad expression on her face: "Allen, why are Mom and Dad arguing?"
"Emily, because of some things that must be done, we all have to be separated for a while. Although Mom and Dad are arguing, you have to believe that it's all because they love each other." Allen reasoned patiently with his sister.
Emily looked even more upset: "Are we going to separate too?"
"Of course I will be with you." Allen continued to comfort the little sister, and waited until the downstairs had calmed down. Then Allen took the luggage he had just packed and came to the living room with Emily. Escorted to Aunt Josephine's house - Floo transmission requires the user to stand in the fireplace, grab a handful of Floo, clearly state the name of the destination, and then sprinkle the Floo, Ai Mi Li is still too young, if she slurs her speech and mispronounces, she doesn't know where she will fly.
Floo powder was invented by Ignatia Will Smith in the thirteenth century. Its manufacture is strictly controlled. The only licensed manufacturer in the UK is Floo-Pow, which has its headquarters in Diagon Alley, but no one has ever been able to say where its doors are - the company's secrecy very good.
There was never a reported shortage of Floo powder, and no one knew who was making it other than who made it. Its price has remained the same for a century: two Sickles for a scoop. Every wizarding family, rich or poor, had a certain stockpile of Floo powder, usually in a box or vase on the fireplace.
The official manufacture of Floo powder was kept strictly secret, and those who tried to "self-sufficient" were not successful. At least once a year, Morgan Le Fay sees patients at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries traumatized by "pseudo-floo powder," in other words, throwing homemade powder into a fire and reaping the consequences— As exasperated healer and St. Mungo's spokesman Rutherford Polk put it: "It's two Sickles a scoop, please, so stop asking for a lower price and stop throwing runes into the fire Snake fangs are powdered, and then stop blowing yourself out of the chimney! If there's another wizard with a burned back, I swear I'll never heal him. Just two Sickles a spoonful!"
When Owen handed over a pair of children to his sister Josephine, he who had always been calm still seemed somewhat reluctant at this moment: "We will act according to the original plan and hope everything goes well, Ellen, take care of my sister."
Owen embraced his children, turned and left resolutely.
Aunt Josephine, who works in the Department of Magical Creature Management and Control of the Ministry of Magic, said that Lun was able to pass the internship so early, probably because of his background of "someone in the Ministry"...
Aunt Josephine looked a burly witch much younger than her age,
Has unhealthy pale skin and piercing blue eyes. She wore a deep purple dress, a black silk cloak trimmed with sooty black tassels, and a black millinery with purple velvet flowers that quivered when she turned her head.
"Oh my God, Sweetie Bear is still so cute." Aunt Josephine hugged Emily and rubbed her face. Emily looked at her brother helplessly, and seeing Alan's encouraging smile, she Only then did he lean his chin shyly on his aunt's shoulder.
"Allen, have you had breakfast?" After receiving an affirmative answer, Aunt Josephine took them to pack their luggage.
This was probably an old and somewhat run-down manor. Aunt Josephine led them out of the living room with a huge fireplace and into the corridor. It was a long corridor, and it branched into several other aisles, and they walked along a fork to an upward staircase. These stairs follow one another.
The corridor was lined with doors, most of which were locked. There were also many pictures hanging on the walls, some of which were eerie and strange landscapes, but more of them were portraits of men and women, all dressed in fancy dresses made of satin and velvet, very gorgeous. Allen walked slowly by, staring at the faces on the painting, and those faces were staring back at him.
Allen finally noticed the abnormality. Unlike the murals at Hogwarts, although these people could move freely, they were all silent and extremely quiet. Emily couldn't help leaning closer to her brother. Such a scene was indeed a shock to the young girl.
They stopped in front of the big wooden door where a portrait of a little girl was hung. The little girl was wearing a red dress woven with filigree floats, with a dark green toad squatting on her hand. She had an expressionless face but sharp eyes. curious.
Somewhat unexpectedly, Aunt Josephine also bowed to the girl in the painting: "Miss Clark, these two children need to stay here for a few nights, I hope you can allow me."
The toad in the little girl's hand jumped and left the frame, and after a while, the girl also left the frame.
"Okay." Aunt Josephine pushed lightly, and the huge door moved slowly and heavily.
After opening the door, what greets the eye is a huge bedroom with embroidered ornaments on the walls, wooden furniture with clear textures filling the room, a large window with mosaic stained large panes, and a It is a white wilderness covered with thick snowflakes.
A large soft bed covered with thick blankets is placed in front of an old mural. The content of the mural is already difficult to discern, but at first glance, it feels strange and unpredictable.
"Don't worry, although this place looks a bit gloomy, it is the safest place." Aunt Josephine explained as if worried about the fear of the two children.
Allen lifted the suitcase: "Thank you, aunt, don't worry, I will take good care of my sister."
"Okay, then take a rest first, and I'll ask you to have lunch later. If you feel bored, the library is next door. You can go and have a look. I remember there are many children's books that Miss Clark has read." Aunt Sephine patted Emily's head again and turned to leave.
Allen unpacked the luggage and hung the clothes neatly in the oak wardrobe, while thinking about how to get out and find Albert. It would be nice if he was an adult, at least he could move freely without being restricted by age.
After the preliminary arrangement and salute, Allen found that there was nothing suitable for Emily to play in this room, so he took Emily to the library next door that his aunt had just mentioned. Books are neatly arranged on the shelves.
Aunt Josephine probably used the "clean and fresh" in advance, and the room was clean without a trace of dust.
Emily, who was put down by Allen, was happily playing in front of a short children's bookshelf. She moved out all the books in it, stacked them high, and clapped her hands happily—she didn't use these books Look at it but use it as a building block toy.
The books were stacked higher and higher, tilting slowly, and the trembling book building collapsed after Emily put a thick book of fairy tales on it, smashing towards Emily. Allen, who had been prepared by the side, hugged Emily and deliberately turned around a few times to tease his sister, but accidentally kicked down the children's bookshelf, and the bookshelf hit the thick tapestry behind, and the tapestry was sunken.
Allen lifted the bookshelf, opened a crack in the tapestry, and found that behind the tapestry was a narrow stair tunnel, and there was a slight wind coming in—many old buildings have such secret passages hidden in them to allow the homeowners to escape when they are in danger. It is used as a secret escape route, but because his sister Emily is still around, Alan can't go to explore it.
However, after eating a hearty lunch, the child tends to be sleepy and unbearably sleepy after eating. Emily fell asleep in the soft and warm bed. Ellen seized the opportunity to ask Aunt Josephine to take care of Emily. He himself made an excuse to concentrate on reading in the library to explore the secret passage he had discovered before.