Chapter 591 The Lonely Gourmet (Modified, Sincere Thanks to the Leader Bishui Xiaohan)
The reality gave Allen a slap in the face...
I saw Rowena Ravenclaw raised the wand in his hand high: "The power of the dead is against magic, so you can only use the Muggle method directly." A huge, black iron pliers and a handsaw Appearing out of nowhere, Alan's eyes widened unconsciously, thinking of the Middle Ages he knew, in this era, normal doctors disdain to do surgery, which they see as dirty work - only those blacksmiths and barbers Only then do these jobs part-time. Although the wizards will not discriminate against this, they obviously use the same methods...
Allen's face was pale, he was weak now, and there was no way to resist. He watched the black iron pincers fly towards his face, and Rowena Ravenclaw's expression of hesitation and fear made her look a little more immature: "Wait a minute, don't move around, Although some blood therapy is good for your body, it will be dangerous if you bleed as much as when you pulled out your fangs last time..." The witch solemnly brought her face closer, her eyes widened so that they protruded a little, This astonished expression made Allen finally connect her and Luna together again, and on the other hand, he also realized why the other party didn't take all four finger bones at once when he was in a coma last time...
Without waiting for Alan to respond, Rowena pressed the cold iron pincers to Alan's chin, clamped the end of a finger bone, and then used a hand saw to make a teeth-itching sound to scrape off the excess part of his cheek. Sawed off - the fact that those quivering parts of the finger bones in the mouth really made Alan's teeth itch.
Putting down the hand saw, Rowena took a deep breath, and mercilessly pulled out the two bent finger bones from his cheeks one after another. Alan only felt a sharp pain in his cheek.
After a while, the feeling of the wet fluid gushing out - that's the blood starting to come out again.
Apparently Ravenclaw already had experience with this, after a moment of stupefaction, under the gaze of Ellen's eyes that were widened due to the pain and thus looked a bit protruding, wiped the excess blood away with the blue handkerchief she had just wiped her mouth. Roughly wiped it off, and dug a lump of ointment in the large bowl full of ointment with his hands and slapped it on Allen's wounds-the pain was instantly covered by a refreshing feeling.
"Talk again tomorrow, or it will leave a scar if it breaks apart again." Seeing that Alan's face was also covered with cold sweat from the sudden severe pain, and many slipped and gathered on his nose, Ravenclaw I helped him wipe it with my fingers, but I didn't expect to get the ointment left on Alan's nose, "I got a piece of dirt on your nose."
Wiping Alan's nose with his clean hand again, Rowena Ravenclaw nodded in satisfaction, as if he had completed a sculpture and inspected it... Alan twitched the corner of his mouth—— Fortunately, it has been completed.
Ravenclaw, who suddenly withdrew his hand, stood on the spot without warning, "Boom...boom...boom..." Maggie stood beside the cauldron where the potion had just been boiled, holding a small silver hammer, repairing it. The broken crucible made a very rhythmic and crisp sound.
The witch clutched her stomach, "Hmm..." She frowned slightly, "I'm hungry."
"We can go down and eat something." Rowena Ravenclaw waved his wand, and the utensils that had been cleaned by Maggie flew back to the wooden box automatically, "Don't try to talk until tomorrow, but eat some liquid Food is still okay."
As she spoke, she grabbed Alan's arm, and the two of them disapparated and came to the grass below. "Although Muggles can't see the tree house, there are always some stupid wizards who want to be apprentices. Therefore, my tree house has no ladders and is filled with illusion magic, so that most people can be prevented from harassing - Phantom I don’t even want to become an apprentice...Anyway, my neighbor is also a famous witch, she will not be picky or troublesome, during the day, as long as someone asks for advice, she will teach them.”
Unlike Ravenclaw's tree house, the unenchanted climate outside made Allen feel a little hot,
He looked in amazement at the semi-basement tavern in front of him transformed from huge oak roots and mud holes, half of which was underground and half on the ground. Orange light jumps out from the circular window, making it extremely bright and warm. The entire tavern is surrounded by this big oak tree, the roof is covered with thick green lawns, and the magic garden grows on the thick layer of soil on the tavern roof.
"The owner of the tavern is a foodie. She is an excellent herbalist and healer during the day, but at night, she runs a tavern-cooking is her hobby, and she is particularly gifted in food magic. This is undoubtedly a It's a good thing, and it makes her popular among wizards. She opens the door late at night, so wizards who live in towns can have a place to eat after a day of researching magic and working. The curfew imposed by Muggles makes They don't have access to the local pub, which is a good place to go."
Looking at Ravenclaw with a vivid expression, listening to what she said Judging from the time spent together, Alan feels that she is more human now, and Luna seems to be indifferent to everything. I don’t know if it’s true Influenced by divinity, she has lost some of her mortal nature over the past thousand years. In contrast, although Ravenclaw looks much older than Luna at this time, she actually feels But it is a lot more youthful and more energetic-Alan probably guessed the identity of the owner of this hotel.
"When we are not limited by time and Muggle laws and religions, and we are happy to fill our stomachs, in that short time, we wizards are free and free, and it is a kind of food to eat without being disturbed by anyone. This kind of arrogant behavior is the best cure that our modern wizards are equally endowed with." Rowena Ravenclaw said in a slightly ostentatious tone that Alan still couldn't help but feel a bit rustic, " I think what she told me was pretty good."
He took Allen to the round gate that was so green that it almost flowed out.
The door opened automatically, and what Alan saw was a round, low-ceilinged room with a faint earthy fragrance, like a tunnel-like tubular hall, and the surrounding walls were paneled. The floor is covered with tiles and carpets, and there are polished tables and chairs in the room, and many coat hooks are nailed around to receive the guests who come to visit. The swaying grass and dandelions outside can be seen through the circular windows. There are polished copper decorations in many places, and there are many plants hanging from the ceiling or placed on the window sills.
All the rooms on both sides of the corridor are kept on the same level, the wooden door on the right is closed tightly, and the movement of cooking inside can be heard on the left. After a few glances, I found that the wine cellar, pantry and kitchen are integrated into one In the room, several wizards and house elves who looked like minors coexisted peacefully inside, preparing all kinds of food for the guests outside.
Rowena Ravenclaw skillfully led Allen to find a corner to sit down. The chair was very soft, yellow and black, and the copper lamp on the wall gave off warm light, making it look warm and peaceful. Dining in this environment is undoubtedly a great enjoyment.
A kind-hearted, fat, red-haired lady in her thirties walked over with a gentle smile. When she saw Rowena Ravenclaw, she complained, "Rowena, you are such a greedy predator. Or, I picked medicinal materials from my garden, and my kitchen is missing a horned toad, so you don’t need to ask me to know their whereabouts.”
The owner of the tavern spoke Welsh, which was actually easier for Allen to understand than Ravenclaw's Anglo-Saxon, which also made Allen completely sure of the identity of the other party——Helga Herr Chippa.
From Hufflepuff's expression and tone, it can be seen that she doesn't care about Ronay Ravenclaw's "predation" of her. Her gaze finally fell on Ellen's face, and she nodded gently to him Finally, he leaned down and pulled Alan over to hug him: "Poor boy, I'm glad to see you. Rowena picked the medicinal materials for the wound on your face. It's really strange, but I have to check it out. See if there are any omissions, it would be a pity if there is a scar. You know, I have never seen her work as a therapist for anyone."