Chapter 729 Follow Your Parents

Returning to the office of Four Eyes, the rows of huge curved lattice bookshelves turned back to their original positions, and a group of people walked out of the bookshelf area and sat down on the sofa.

"Penelo, last semester I asked you to investigate Dolores' family information. Before you go to Africa, find Dolores' Muggle mother and Muggle brother, and bring them to me. I'll have a look at them then. Will she speak?" Allen entrusted Penello with a new task.

"Why bother? Leave it to me, and I'll make her admit it right away." Penello's expression flashed fiercely.

Allen patted his magic robe gently, leaned back and let himself lean on the back of the sofa: "Dolores is domineering, self-righteous, rigid and high-handed, and has a strong desire for revenge and control, but she It seems that her attitude towards her Muggle brother is quite different, but she never saw her mother and Muggle brother when she was fifteen years old. Send someone to bring her mother and brother back and try , I did it to decide what to do with her. If Dolores cared about them, I'd let her go; if she didn't, I'd get rid of her."

"I will send someone to find them as soon as possible." Penello raised his eyebrows and leaned back on Allen's chair, "You are always so tolerant of these unlovable aliens..."

"I'm not a mysterious person, and Dolores' attitude towards the training class last year won him a chance." After finishing speaking, Allen turned his head to look at the respectful four eyes with his hands hanging in front of him, " Four eyes, I just noticed that a werewolf corpse is decomposing in an unusual way, what's going on?"

"Master, that's a side effect caused by the failed formula of the Immunity to Lycanthropy Potion." Turning around with four eyes, he opened the safe where he stored the potion, and took out a bottle of double helix blue potion in a transparent crystal potion tube Handed it in front of Alan, the potion was spinning slowly in front of Alan, "Master, this is a T-type immune potion that can prevent lycanthropy, and it was given by some Muggle-born researcher Professor Marcus. Combining the means of wizards and Muggles, it was researched from a magic plant unique to West Africa called "Sun Ladder."

"Why did it fail?" Allen squinted his eyes, and the blue potion in the potion tube looked pure and thorough.

"The T-type immune potion has obvious effects. It can indeed successfully prevent wolf transformation, and can even improve physical fitness and theoretically delay aging and increase lifespan. However, its side effects are also very large. The vaccine will make one of those Muggle wizards say What is called white blood cells try to kill the cells infected with luciferous virus, but they adopt the method of "communication". The toxins contained in them will also over-stimulate the immune system in the body, which will lead to systemic inflammation, skin and other diseases. The necrosis of the outer layer tissue, the loss of a large amount of body fluid, and the secondary infection of various diseases, followed by sepsis and severe shock, eventually leading to death—this is the reason for the abnormal decay that you saw, young master. In addition, in order to repair the tissue The loss of the immune system and the recovery of the function of the immune system require a large amount of food to provide materials and energy sources, which causes the infected person to have a strong appetite and body decay. People who take medicine lose their minds because of their appetite. Unlike werewolves who simply want to attack people, they attack people because of their own appetite... In the end, although they don't get enough nutrition to repair their tissues, they look a bit like ghosts, eaters, etc. Ghoul-like undead creatures, but in essence, they are just living creatures that look like dead people." Four Eyes took out a report card and looked at it for a few times before continuing, "The other more troublesome thing is that you have taken T-type immunity. The condition of the subject after the Lycanthropy potion is a bit like a rabies carrier, if bitten by him, the effects of the Lycanthropy virus and the immune potion will be passed on, eventually causing an infection with the same effect."

"It seems that Hermione doesn't know what you are doing?" Alan's fingers tapped rhythmically on the table: "This side effect... this kind of experiment must be cautious,

Once leaked out, it will cause fatal danger to the wizarding world. "

"Oh, master, please forgive me for not making it clear just now. If you are bitten unfortunately, it's no big deal. As long as you treat the wound with a healing spell in the early and middle stages of this kind of infection, nothing will happen at all. You can only let it go. No matter what will lead to the worst result..." Seeing that Allen misunderstood, she quickly waved her hands to explain, "Miss Granger is clear about the experiments in the Western Pavilion laboratory... although she has not personally seen the experiments in the laboratory. The situation may be... just reading the written report, there is a certain deviation in understanding the actual situation..."

Allen raised his eyebrows and glanced at the pure-blooded witch: "But Muggles don't know how to use healing spells... In this way, four eyes, Hermione once took out a copy of the plan to open a branch in Raccoon City, USA." For the sake of safety, after the umbrella opens a sub-base in the United States, this somewhat taboo experiment will be moved to the United States."

Four eyes nodded clearly: "Yes, young master."

"Then I'll go back first. By the way, Penello, let's have a meal together when it's convenient for your parents before I start school." After speaking, without waiting for the other party's reply, Alan told Penello and Four Eyes waved his hand and Apparated back to Harris Manor in Dorset.

In the early morning of the next day, the rising sun dyed the gray and white sky before dawn into gold, and everything in Harris Manor was thriving. In the restaurant, Helena took the initiative to help grandma put the knives and forks on the table one by one.

"Great job, dear." Morgan Ferrely looked lovingly at the granddaughter who was wiping her hands. Now, after a long period of practice, Helena is very proficient in getting what she wants, and almost never shows up. The case of falling things. The family is keen to ask her to help with things, and she is also very happy with it.

"Abraxas Malfoy has passed away." Owen Harris' face was hidden behind the "Daily Prophet" delivered by the owl in the morning. "The obituary of his death was published in the newspaper."

"The last time I saw him, he was already very ill." Thinking of the short meeting with him, Allen felt sorry for the result, although he was not surprised by the result.

"After all, he is old and suffers from dragon pox. Without his prestige, the status of the Malfoy family will not be as strong and prominent as before. Compared with Abraxas, Lucius' own ability is like a There is such a big gap between a vicious dog and a wolf." Owen put down the newspaper and said to Helena, "Helena, can you pass me that bottle of Worcestershire sauce, thank you dear."

"Okay, Grandpa." Helena grabbed the bottle in front of her, walked around the table to Owen, put the Worcestershire sauce on the table in front of him, and then walked back to her place , habitually picked up the napkin and wiped her hands—in fact, as long as Helena made herself translucent, her hands would naturally be clean. Just for practice, she also developed the habit of wiping her hands with a napkin.

"Good job Helena, hold it steady." Owen Harris put some Worcestershire sauce on the Welsh rabbit, put the piece of toast into his mouth, and narrowed his eyes comfortably.

There is still some time before school starts. In these days, Alan and Luna have not gone to work at the Ministry of Magic, but have been busy with one thing-Helena can already touch things, but her Expressions rarely change.

Luna tilted her head and looked at Helena who was chatting with Morgan Ferrely and Helga in the portrait in the kitchen: "I don't like her expressionless look."

"Let's think about it again?" Allen nodded in agreement, and then he glanced at Luna who had an indifferent face, and couldn't help but think in his heart: "Isn't the daughter looking like a mother to the child..."

Then Allen found that Luna's eyes were focused on himself again, and he quickly waved his hand to beg for mercy: "She also follows me... I don't have much expression..."