Chapter 732 It Stands Up

The Bentley 8-liter finally stopped in front of a towering building. A bearded man in a well-ironed white shirt stood on the steps, looking impatiently at his hands A plain quartz watch, a black suit jacket draped over the crook of his arm. Beside him stood a slightly petite middle-aged lady with long brown hair coiled up. She wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. Apart from a quartz watch of the same model as her husband's, she only has a pair of pearl earrings as decorations on her ears. She wears a navy blue professional suit skirt, and every button of the suit jacket is covered. Button it up meticulously, and step on a pair of thick-heeled white high-heeled shoes.

Mr. and Mrs. Clearwater stood upright, and raised their chins slightly when Allen closed the car door and walked towards them. Mrs. Clearwater lowered her eyelids halfway, leaving only a slit in her eyes and slowly looked from top to bottom. with Allen. Seeing Alan's white hair and unusually pale skin, Mrs. Crivatt's lips tightened even more—at a young age, she might have albinism.

The Clearwater couple looked at each other and sighed at the same time. Her daughter Penelope couldn't tell her relatives and friends about her occupation, and she was secretly laughed at. Now she has found a boyfriend who is not only much younger than her, but also a freak. If They appeared at home at the same time and were seen by others. One can imagine what those people would say.

However, when the bearded Mr. Crivatt glanced at the Bentley 8-liter driven by Allen, he nodded slightly.

"Father, mother, this is Alan Harris." Penello, who got off the co-pilot, sorted out his clothes, introduced Alan who had already stood on the steps to his parents, and then looked at Alan in a somewhat rigid manner. Lun introduced her parents, "Ellen, this is my father, Felipe Clearwater, and my mother, Letizia Roca Solano Clearwater."

"Hello, Mr. Harris." Mr. Clearwater offered his hand.

"Hello, Mr. Clearwater." Allen leaned forward slightly, holding each other's hands, and both hands shook a few times.

Mrs. Crivatt didn't mean to shake hands with Allen, but just nodded reluctantly as a greeting. The corners of her eyes were raised, the corners of her lips were drooping, and her lips were tightly pressed. From the appearance, Allen felt that this lady might be stricter than Professor McGonagall, and she might be very difficult to get along with.

"Time is tight, let's go." Mr. Clearwater looked at his watch again. Penello frowned, and Allen opened the car door and made a gesture of invitation.

When Mr. Clearwater stepped into the car with one leg, he couldn't help but stop getting into the car. Mrs. Clearwater behind him pushed him: "Hurry up, Felipe."

But instead of going in, Mr. Clearwater took a few steps back in surprise, looked up and down carefully at the classic car in front of him again, and then stepped into the car again in a daze and silently.

When Mrs. Clearwater also got in through the car door with the help of her daughter, she was stunned by the sight in front of her. The classic car that didn't look like a lot of space seemed to have turned into an RV at this time. The space in the car is quite comfortable and spacious, even enough for several individuals to lie down.

The classic car was moving forward steadily on the road again. On a small road with no one in the front and back, the car suddenly bounced out of thin air as if stuck in something. The sudden cold breath made everyone in the car exclaim.

"What's that? Did we hit something?" Mr. Clearwater looked out the window nervously, but didn't see any foreign objects on the road.

"Uh...sorry..." Allen glanced back from the right rearview mirror, "Don't worry Mr. Clearwater, it's fine, it stood up, it's a dementor."

"Did you hit something? A shot of what? I didn't have anything..." Mr. Clearwater stopped asking as he saw his daughter lean out the window and point her stick at the back of the car, and then there was a flash of silver light. Together with the coldness in the car, it has disappeared.

"I'll inform Director Josephine right now.

"Penello, who took back his wand, pressed his collar patch, and then said to Allen: "These ugly things are quite smart. Although they betrayed the Ministry of Magic, they still know that they only suck emotions and don't use Dementor's Kiss to avoid the Ministry of Magic's energy. and focus on them. "

Allen nodded: "Before we and the mysterious person really understand the form, these crazy guys still take care of it."

A female voice broke the wizards' conversation, and Letizia, who felt fooled, looked at the cab and said, "Mr. Alan Harris, please forgive me...but your age...do you have a driver's license? ? If not, once stopped by the police, I’m afraid there will be a long delay.”

"Mother, please rest assured. Allen can drive. It was just a little monster just now. If you don't have magic power, you can't see them." Allen hasn't answered yet, and Penello, who is sitting in the co-pilot, is suppressing his anger She replied bluntly, and she could hear the indifference and alienation of her mother in her polite tone.

Allen's eyes were still looking at the road ahead, he held one hand on the steering wheel, and calmly tapped the Muggle Repelling Charm button of the car.

"The police won't notice us on a car with the Muggle Repelling Curse, and they won't let us stop for inspection." Penello's explanation stunned her parents for a moment, and the husband and wife looked at each other , frowned in unison.

"That means Mr. Alan Harris hasn't got his driver's license yet... In this case, I suggest that we better change vehicles, or let Felipe drive. I don't mean to be disrespectful to Mr. Alan Harris , but I think that even wizards should obey the traffic rules..." Mrs. Clearwater leaned forward and held the back of the seat in front, her tone serious and restrained.

Mr. Crivatt held down his wife, who was speaking faster and faster, "Mr. Harris, I think Letizia's words are not unreasonable. Why don't you stop on the side of the road and let me drive. I have a driver's license. I think Obeying the laws and regulations is the duty of our citizens, and please forgive me, where is our current destination? It is a place for us humans..." Felipe was a little worried that the boy and daughter in front of him would take their husband and wife there Their freaks concentrated on tasting those weird "food".

"Muggles can't control wizards! Wizards are not 'citizens'!" Penello, who felt that he had restrained himself for a long time, couldn't help but blurted out. Allen held the steering wheel with one hand, and pressed the pen with the other. Nello, patted lightly to show comfort, Penello frowned and took a deep breath to calm herself down, she obediently leaned on the back of the chair, relaxing her stiff body just now.

And Allen directly turned on the flight mode of the car, and the car lifted off the ground. Mr. Crivatt and his wife instantly grabbed the armrest in the car, watching the car climb higher and higher in horror. They saw that someone in the tall office building next to them was looking out the window, but they seemed to turn a blind eye to the car flying in the sky in which they were riding, and no one was surprised. The couple felt the slight sense of weightlessness, but it was more stable than usual in the plane. The car was very quiet, and they could even hear each other's more rapid breathing than usual.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Clearwater, Mrs. Clearwater, but I don't think we can be regarded as driving on the road. I have a license issued by the wizarding world, so it should not be considered a violation of the law, whether it is Muggle It’s still a wizard—as for our destination, don’t worry, it’s a place that belongs to Muggles, and you all know it, but please allow me to keep it a secret.” Allen smiled and pointed to the windshield of the car A Ministry of Magic icon was posted on it, deliberately ignoring the fact that it would also violate flight control regulations if it were strictly counted.

The Clearwater couple looked at each other in blank dismay. These various means beyond the understanding of the Muggles made them speechless for a while, and the atmosphere in the car fell into silence again.

Allen saw the couple with suppressed and angry faces through the rearview mirror of the car, and took the initiative to find a topic to ease the atmosphere: "Mr. Clearwater, I heard that Penello said that you are lawyers by profession. I heard that lawyers Occupation has a great status in Muggle society and is quite respected, which is similar to the situation in the wizarding world. In addition, speaking of occupation, Penelope's Auror works in the wizarding world... Uh... probably Auror is equivalent to Agents of the Muggle society have very high requirements for wizards, even strict, so only very good wizards are likely to become Aurors."

Hearing Allen's compliment, the Clearwaters were silent. They had put in a lot of hard work to become well-known lawyers. Rebellious insisted on going to some magic school to learn to be a witch, and even became an agent in some magic world after graduation. Whenever neighbors, relatives, friends and colleagues asked about Penello's graduation school and her occupation, the two Individuals can only falter and perfunctory, which makes them feel very ashamed, and the conflict with their daughter has not been eased, and what makes them even more annoyed is that they have nothing to do with Penello.

Mrs. Letizia Clearwater was depressed. Penello once said that Ellen was old, so she hadn't graduated from Hogwarts yet, so she crossed her hands on her knees and raised her eyebrows. With sharp eyes, he asked knowingly: "Speaking of occupation, Mr. Alan Harris, please forgive me, what is your occupation?"