Chapter 590 Treehouse (Modified, Sincere Thanks to Leader Liren 1 Song Shenggeluo)
When Allen woke up again, he felt as if he was in another world. Different from the blue tent, the room Allen was in at the moment was a standard circle, and everything was made into an arc. Wall fit. But this is a clean and pure resting space, and he can feel the smoothness and softness of the silk quilt on his body.
The floors and interior decorations are all made of beautiful, high-quality teak wood. Opposite the bed, an entire wooden wall was carved into a bookshelf, and books of all sizes were placed on it in an orderly manner. Through the open window, Allen saw the starry sky outside. It turned out to be late at night. He walked to the window and found that he seemed to be sitting on the clouds - this was a tree house nestled on a huge oak tree that grew freely in the valley between the two mountains. at.
Allen looked at it, and he felt that the treehouse was floating on the canopy. Some birdhouses were scattered among the tall tree trunks, with ravens falling into them from time to time. There were several irregular wooden stairs, some of which were wide. They are big, some are narrow and some are small, they are swaying and rotating, and sometimes they are stretched, extended and switched to connect different bird houses. However, after a careful look around, I did not find any ladders connecting to the ground for people to go up and down on the periphery.
Whether it is a wooden house, a staircase or a birdhouse, they are all integrated with nature, making people feel like they are walking in a city in the sky. When a gust of wind blows, the house will gently sway and rise. Listening to the wind and singing of birds, feeling the ancient natural atmosphere, and the state of moving with the rhythm of nature is a bit like a "free spirit".
The lake water next to the tree was crystal clear under the many immortal flame lanterns floating around the big oak tree. The grass beside the lake extended to the roots of the trees, but Allen found that the grass at the roots of the trees was obviously higher than the surrounding areas. One lap.
Looking into the distance, you can see little bits of firelight coming from the wooden houses with stone foundations in the town. The silhouettes of those houses are dark and short but quite long under the starlight. Some houses are also decorated with some ivy or It is the leaves of a creeping plant, and the window looks very small.
In front of the wooden desk in front of the bookshelf, Rowena Ravenclaw was writing quickly on a piece of parchment with a black quill pen, biting the feather tail from time to time and thinking for a moment - after writing, she used two fingers to He picked up the parchment and blew it gently.
"Bang!" With a sound, a house elf wearing a blue linen skirt, a short top, and a blue hat appeared next to Rowena Ravenclaw. The elf is clean and beautiful, but Allen is particularly familiar with her. This is obviously the house elf Maggie that the system rewarded him with! However, he looks very young for a house elf, as if he has just reached adulthood...
Rowena Ravenclaw handed the parchment to Maggie, "Maggie, besides these, go to her kitchen to catch a horned toad and bring it back alive." The elf bowed obediently and looked at it curiously. Glancing at Allen on the bed, his figure disappeared from the room.
When he heard Maggie's name, Allen's eyes flashed. He knew that he must have been subconsciously affected when he named Maggie. Allen smiled to himself, it turned out that he really didn't know anything.
Allen looked at Rowena Ravenclaw blankly, but she opened a wooden box with a carved metal ring, took out various shapes of pharmaceutical utensils from it, placed them on the long table, and set up a crucible , "I'll pull out those two warthog teeth for you first. I should have questions to ask you after I read the memory."
Maggie quickly returned to the room, and she handed a basket of medicinal materials to her master. Rowena took the basket with both hands, "Everything is ready."
After saying that, Ravenclaw had added a lot of things to the crucible, and Alan could only identify a few of them. He noticed that some of them were also used in potions class, obviously because of the way of preparing herbal medicines at this time in the Middle Ages. They are not the same, which makes them look completely different... and many plants have become extinct or on the verge of extinction for Allen's time.
Maggie jumped up and started to attack the witch master, and Rowena probably noticed Allen's gaze and began to explain when adding the medicinal ingredients, "To be sure, we need...a few horned slugs. Worm grease, although I usually use it to treat scabies." She took a round bottle from Maggie's hand, turned the bottle upside down, and dripped into the cauldron.
Ravenclaw seemed to be in great spirits while making the potion. She even turned around in a circle after putting down the bottle, and then reached into a cage. "More horned toad urine." She caught the toad, squeezed out the urine, added the liquid into the crucible, and threw the toad out of the window. A raven seemed to be very familiar with this. Air picked up the poor little thing in his paws and carried it back to the birdhouse.
Seeing her vulgar graceful movements, Allen's throat moved and his body stepped back.
She raised an eyebrow, arched her eyes, and continued like a chant: "The dead man's finger bones pickled in the sap of the Dharma tree and lavender essential oil - the two ones taken from your face before, the quality is very good." She put a thick blue-purple finger joint to her nose and sniffed it, with an expression of intoxication and disgust, "I love the smell of lavender and protector tree sap, but the smell of dead finger bones is a bit stronger."
Breaking it off with a little force with both hands, the finger bones fell into the crucible that was already steaming with steam. Rowena Ravenclaw glanced at Allen lightly, "The coins owned by the wizard who died accidentally— - Taken from the pockets of three different wizards, UU Reading www.uｕkanshu.netｔ plus three teaspoons of silver substance containing hope, emotions and memories extracted from the head of a Muggle priest." With a ding-dong sound, the spoon hit the crucible. There was a crisp sound above, and with every sound, a white mist with the luster of mother-of-pearl rose up in a spiral shape.
"Medieval potion making is indeed different from modern potions. Although the active ingredients are similar, they are still full of feudal superstition and add too many unnecessary parts..." Alan, who was complaining, felt as if his hair was being pulled out. root.
After making a sound of "Bah...", Rowena Ravenclaw spit into the crucible and added Allen's hair into it. This action and the pain brought Allen's thoughts completely back. He stared at the other person with his eyebrows slightly raised in stunned silence, and wiped the corners of his mouth with a blue handkerchief: "You have to drink a small bottle before going to bed, and the rest is applied externally, the effect is better than the previous one."
She scooped up a spoonful of the blue viscous potion, filled it into a small round jar with satisfaction, and then poured the remaining portion into a large wooden bowl - paying attention to the bottom of the crucible, she poured it casually. It was handed to the house elf on the side, "The bottom of the cauldron is burned, take it to mend it."
Then, she came directly over, raised the wand in her hand, and touched the tip of the wand lightly to Allen's cheek. The finger bone was inserted into the cheek. In addition to the pain that always came from the wound, this image really made Allen feel uncomfortable in Luo's eyes. Ina Ravenclaw was a little embarrassed - if Allen's own wand core had not "died" when it passed through the curtain, and he was still in a cursed state that suppressed his physical power, Allen would have been on his own Took them off.
Allen believed that with Rowena Ravenclaw's magic level, he should be able to pull them out very gently without causing himself too much pain - he could finally speak.