Chapter 732 It Stood Up

( ) The Bentley 8-liter finally stopped in front of a towering building. A bearded man wearing a neatly ironed white shirt stood on the steps and looked at him impatiently. The plain quartz watch on his hand, and the black suit jacket on the crook of his arm. Next to him stood a slightly petite middle-aged lady with long brown hair tied up. She wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. In addition to the same quartz watch as her husband, she only has a pair of pearl earrings as decoration on her ears. She wears a navy blue professional suit and skirt, and every button of the suit jacket is decorated. They were buttoned up meticulously and wore a pair of white high-heeled shoes with thick heels.

Mr. and Mrs. Crevat stood upright, raising their chins slightly when Allen closed the car door and walked towards them. Mrs. Crevat's eyelids were half drooped, and her eyes with only a slit were slowly looking from top to bottom. With Allen. Seeing Allen's white hair and unusually pale skin, Mrs. Crevat pursed her lips tighter. She was young, so she must have albinism.

The Crevat couple looked at each other and sighed at the same time. Their daughter Penello's occupation cannot be told to her relatives and friends, and she is laughed at secretly. 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. You can imagine what those people would say.

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

"Father, mother, this is Alan Harris." Penelo got off the passenger seat, straightened his clothes, introduced Alan, who was already standing on the steps, to his parents, and then looked at Alan somewhat rigidly. Introducing her parents, "Ellen, this is my father, Felipe Crevat, and my mother, Letiziaro Casolano Crevat."

"Hello, Mr. Harris." Mr. Crevat reached out his hand.

"Hello, Mr. Crevat." Allen leaned forward slightly, held the other person's hand, and shook their hands a few times.

Mrs. Crevat had no intention of shaking hands with Allen, but just nodded reluctantly as a greeting. The corners of her eyes were raised, the corners of her lips were drooped, and her lips were pursed tightly. Judging from her appearance, Allen felt that this lady might be stricter than Professor McGonagall, and she might be difficult to get along with.

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

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

But instead of going in, Mr. Crevat took a few steps back in surprise, carefully looked up and down at the classic car in front of him again, and then stepped into the car again in silence with a dazed look on his face.

When Mrs. Crevat 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 very spacious seemed to have turned into a RV. The space inside the car is quite comfortable and spacious, even enough for several people to lie down.

The classic car was moving forward smoothly on the road again. On a deserted road in front and back, the car suddenly bounced out of thin air as if it had hit something. The sudden cold breath made everyone in the car exclaim.

"What was that? Did we hit something?" Mr. Crevat looked out the window nervously, but did not see any foreign objects on the road.

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

"Did you hit something? What's the point of shooting? I don't have anything..." Mr. Crevat stopped asking because he saw his daughter leaning out the window to point behind the car with her little stick, and then there was a flash of silver light. The cold air inside the car has disappeared.

"I will notify Director Josephine right away." Penello, who took back his wand, pressed his collar badge, and then said to Allen: "These ugly things are quite smart. Although they rebelled against the Ministry of Magic, they still know that just sucking emotions is not enough." Use the Dementor's Kiss to prevent the Ministry of Magic from focusing its energy and attention on them."

Allen nodded: "Before we and the mysterious man's form are truly clear, these crazy guys still have some considerations."

A female voice interrupted the conversation between the wizards. Feeling fooled, Letizia looked at the cab and spoke: "Mr. Alan Harris, please forgive me...but your age...do you have a driver's license?" If not, once you are stopped by the police, you may be delayed for a long time.”

"Mother, please don't worry. Allen can drive. It was just a little monster. You can't see them without magic power." Allen has not yet answered. Penello, who is sitting in the passenger seat, is suppressing his anger. She replied in a stiff tone, and she could hear the coldness and alienation beneath her mother's polite tone.

Alan's eyes were still looking at the road ahead. He held one hand on the steering wheel and calmly clicked the car's Muggle Expelling Curse button.

"The police will not notice us on a car that has a Muggle expulsion spell cast on it, let alone let us stop for inspection." Penello's explanation stunned her parents for a moment, and the couple looked at each other. , frowned in unison.

"That is to say, Mr. Alan Harris has not obtained his driver's license... In this case, I suggest that we'd better change vehicles, or let Felipe drive. I don't mean to be disrespectful to Mr. Alan Harris, just I think even a wizard should abide by traffic rules..." Mrs. Crevat leaned forward and held the back of the seat in front of her, her tone serious and restrained.

Mr. Crevat held down his wife who was speaking faster and faster, "Mr. Harris, I think what Letizia said is reasonable. Why don't you stop on the side of the road and let me drive? I have a driver's license. I think It is our duty as citizens to abide by laws and regulations. Also, please forgive me, where is our destination now? It is a place for us humans..." Felipe was a little worried that the boy and daughter in front of him would take them there. Their freaks focus on tasting those weird "delicacies".

"Muggles can't control wizards! Wizards are not 'citizens' either!" Penello, who felt that he had restrained himself for a long time, couldn't help blurting out. Allen held the steering wheel with one hand and held down Penello with the other. Nello patted her gently to comfort her. Penello frowned and took a deep breath to calm herself down. She leaned back on the chair obediently and relaxed her newly stiff body.

Allen directly turned on the car's flight mode, and the car rose off the ground. Mr. Crevat and his wife instantly grabbed the armrests in the car and watched in horror as the car climbed higher and higher. They saw someone in the tall office building next to them looking out the window, but they seemed to turn a blind eye to the car flying in the sky. No one was surprised. The couple felt a slight sense of weightlessness, but it was smoother than flying on a normal plane. The car was very quiet, and they could even hear each other breathing more rapidly than usual.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Crevat, Mrs. Crevat, but I think this way we can't be considered driving on the road. I have a clearance issued by the wizarding world. This should not be considered a violation of the law, whether it is Muggle." As for our destination, don't worry, it belongs to Muggles, a place you all know, but please allow me to keep it a secret first." Allen showed a smile and pointed to the sticker on the car windshield. A Ministry of Magic icon is displayed, deliberately ignoring the fact that it actually violates flight control regulations if strictly considered.

Mr. and Mrs. Crevat looked at each other. These various methods beyond the understanding of Muggles left them speechless for a moment, and the atmosphere in the car fell into silence again.

Allen saw the couple with suppressed and angry faces through the car's rearview mirror, UU reading www. ｕukanshu.net took the initiative to find a topic to lighten the atmosphere: "Mr. Crevat, I heard Penelo mention that your profession is a lawyer. I heard that the lawyer profession has a high status in Muggle society and is quite respected. This is consistent with The situation in the wizarding world is similar. Speaking of professions, Penello's Aurors work in the wizarding world...well...Aurors are probably equivalent to agents in the Muggle society. The requirements for wizards are quite high, and it can even be said that It's strict, so only very good wizards can become Aurors."

Hearing Allen's compliment, Mr. and Mrs. Crevat were silent. They had worked hard to become well-known lawyers. This was the thing they were most proud of. However, their obedient and sensible strange daughter suddenly turned into a child when she was ten years old. Rebellion insisted on going to some magic school to learn to be a witch. After graduation, she actually worked as an agent in some magic world. Whenever neighbors, relatives, friends and colleagues asked about Penello's graduation school and her profession, the two of them were confused. Everyone can only muddle through, which makes them feel very embarrassed, and the conflict with their daughter has not been eased. What makes them even more annoyed is that they have absolutely no way to deal with Penelo.

Mrs. Letizia Crevat felt depressed. Penello once said that given Allen's age, he had not graduated from Hogwarts yet, so she crossed her hands on her knees and raised her eyebrows. Sharp knowingly asked: "Speaking of occupation, Mr. Alan Harris, please forgive me, what is your occupation?"