Chapter 362 Little Mom’s Cake Shop (Modified, Thanks to Leader Bai Yangda)

"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 in embarrassment when Allen looked at her, and her two little fingers were twirling around unconsciously. I quickly thought of an excuse for my daughter, a dentist, to want sweets.

Allen couldn't help but ruffled 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 anti-monster glasses on her chest collar, took an apple from the fruit basket on the table and took a bite, "I'll save my belly in advance. Wait, I didn’t eat enough yesterday.”

After consulting around, Allen took Hermione and Luna out. Little sister Emily wanted to follow, but Daisy held her back and whispered a few words, and she made a silly face and ran back upstairs.

Allen glanced at Daisy who was snickering on the side, shook his head helplessly, left with Hermione and Luna, 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 Allens who appeared at the door, "Sorry, are you Allen Harris?"

"Hello, Mrs. Malfoy. We are here to see Draco." Allen took out the somewhat artificial etiquette of the pure-blood family, saluted and said his intention.

A gentle smile instantly broke out on Narcissa's face, "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, you feel as if you have entered a small palace with extremely splendid decoration. Not only is the space very spacious, but the decorations inside are extremely luxurious.

Soon, Draco followed Narcissa downstairs - his face was full of joy, and it seemed that if his mother hadn't been here, he would have run to greet Ellen.

"Oh, please forgive my oversight 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 he is a few grades younger than me, you guys What do you want to drink? By the way, this is - Draco, please introduce it to your mother." Luna's identity was recognized from the colorful, demon-proof glasses that looked like an owl that was always in a state of confusion. Narcissa He greeted warmly and looked at Hermione again.

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

Apparently she had heard each other's name and origin from her husband and son. Narcissa tugged at Hermione and forced a smile, "Miss Granger, can I have apple juice?" Narcissa noticed the apple in Luna's hand. .

"Okay, thank you." Hermione nodded. She looked at purebloods who used to look down on wizards and wizards born in Muggle families. Now they had to be polite to her. Although she was somewhat uncomfortable because of the other person's tone, the overall feeling was still not bad.

"Uh... Alan, is there anything you need me to do?" Draco obviously learned about the adults' decision from his father's mouth, and because the change of status seemed a bit unnatural, he secretly glanced at Alan and thought. Observe his attitude towards this matter.

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

"Draco, we found a very delicious cake shop. Do you want to go and eat together?" Allen used a more cordial tone than usual. He looked at Malfoy and saw the boy opposite him instantly burst into laughter. The smile was more than a little funny.

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

Draco took the initiative, poured five glasses of apple juice, and delivered them to everyone in person.

Draco even took the initiative to show a kind smile to Hermione, but turned his head and looked at Allen. Seeing Allen's approving eyes, he drank his juice in one gulp.

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

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

Narcissa is a pureblood with a high sense of family honor. She is very happy that Sirius can be rehabilitated. The most important thing is that 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 Draco a large bag of gold galleons, and couldn't help but laugh. The money was enough to buy "Little Mama's Cake Shop".

The four people 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 emitted fluorescence. Malfoy's eyes flashed, but he didn't ask anything.

A purple three-decker bus braked suddenly and stopped in front of them. The ferocious momentum made the four of them jump back.

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

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

Stan immediately enthusiastically invited them to get in the car: "Cheddar is a good place. The taste of cheddar cheese is delicate and soft, and it will make you feel the taste of happiness."

Draco and Luna, who seemed to have experience riding buses, clung to the brass pillars after boarding the bus to avoid falling off their chairs during the rampage of the bus.

Although Alan, who deliberately did not tell Hermione, bumped into Miss Know-It-All as he wished, he accidentally bit his tongue when his chin was accidentally touched by Hermione's head - which made him confused for the rest of the journey on the bus. No words were spoken.

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

Before they could ask, Stan enthusiastically introduced, "'Little Mom's Cake Shop' is opened by a brother and sister, Monica Geller and Ross Geller. Monica Geller is a local cake shop. A famous chef, she is determined to delve into innovative cuisine. This shop is located in a small house near the outskirts of the city. There, the two of them live a peaceful and prosperous life in daily fermentation, brewing and baking. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net Many people go here because of its reputation.”

After a bumpy ride, they arrived at Cheddar.

Draco turned pale and began to regret all the juice he drank at home.

Walking, shopping, shopping, gravy, cheese sauce, baked cheese... at Cheddar, cheese does it all.

At length they came to a modest-looking log cabin, situated on the outskirts of town about a quarter of a mile from the town. Clusters of maple trees nestle comfortably around the house, forming a sparse grove.

"It stinks!" Except for Malfoy, Allen's three senses are extremely sharp.

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

"Maybe something happened, let's go take 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 opened the door.

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

"Is it still open? Mr. Geller, Miss Geller, are you in?" Hermione asked loudly.

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

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

This is a very comfortable room, with a large sofa in it and a thickly cushioned armchair in the corner facing the warm fireplace. A small desk sat under the window, with a book spread out on it.

This room has two doors in different directions, leading to the dining room and the hall on the other side of the house.