Vol 2 Chapter 1191: ?Please inform separately in private

The part that Allen needed to be responsible for finally ended. Furong and the group packed up the props and prepared to leave, and they finished other shooting by themselves.
And Ross Geller also lost the aura he had when he talked about himself professionally just now, and returned to his sluggish appearance. He just ran into the factory just now and quickly ran out, his hands on his back became a little twisted. The earth came to Alan.
"Principal Harris..." Ross's tone was too slow to make people beat him again.
Allen, who was talking to Hermione, noticed Rose's strangeness at this time, and stared at his head intently when seeing the other person's appearance.
Allen then relaxed and stretched out his hand before the other party spoke: "Of course, Rose, take the poster, I'll sign it for you..." He took the poster behind the other party's back and opened it, "Uh... I paid it back a few years ago. It looks like playing now... I'm sorry."
With that said, Allen signed his name on this Quidditch photo of his fourth grade when he was in the national team: "What happened to the last time I asked Hermione to order that golem arm at your place?"
"I'll let the courier deliver it to you in a few days. Owl can't catch such a heavy thing... and... Principal Harris" took the poster back, and Rose grew faster because of satisfaction, and only appeared to be slower than the average person. A few words: "Principal Harris asks you to participate in the Quidditch World Cup next year..."
"Uh, I don't have much time to train. Coach Geraldine has already retired... Uh..." Allen said half a sentence and looked at the other side's expression in order to prevent the other side from continuing to persuade him to change his words, "Of course, I and the new national team coach Larry Brown had previously contacted me in a letter. If he still has this requirement for me and allows me to only play without training, I can still continue to play."
Seeing that Rose hadn't planned to leave, Hermione hurriedly said, "Mr. Geller, the Quidditch matter is still early, we can consider later. If nothing happens, Principal Harris and I will leave first..."
"Oh, okay..." Rose nodded in frustration, "Oh, please wait...Miss Granger..." He suddenly raised his voice, "Please wait, my sister Monica has news for me to bring you …" He hurriedly took out a piece of parchment and a crumpled notebook from his bag.
"Please wait, Mr. Geller!" Hermione shouted.
Rose, who was focused on the immediate affairs, didn’t notice Hermione’s voice: "Golem research can’t be done day and night, remember to eat... Uh, sorry, the one for you is yet to come... This is for me..."
"Mr. Geller! Please wait!" Hermione wanted to interrupt Rose again, but the other party ignored her eyes and gestures at all. She took a peek at Ellen who had already begun to notice here, and Hermione slapped her face. My forehead felt a little pain in the brain.
"Please tell Miss Granger that Harris University recently invited Gordon Ramsay to teach cooking skills. I have to go for a refresher course. The cheesecake she ordered can only be postponed for a few days. In addition, to compensate me I wrote the recipes of the new dishes I recently developed in the notebook along with the recipes she requested. Please bring them to her..." Rose read to himself, here, "Finally, according to Miss Granger's For confidentiality requirements, please inform her individually in private."
After reading, he raised his head to face Hermione who was a little angry with her staring eyes. Rose, who reacted slowly, was stunned. He quickly moved closer again and looked at the words "Oh..." on the paper. Rose dragged a long tone and woke up. Said apologetically, "Sorry, Miss Granger."
Because he was worried that there were many outsiders on the scene, Allen didn't say anything, but he deliberately opened his mouth slightly, and looked sideways at Hermione, as if he was still in place.
Seeing Allen's pretending shock, Hermione glared at him angrily and opened her hand to Rose. He quickly gave Hermione the notebook in his hand, and then he found Hermione's fingers were pressed against the notebook. The location of the black Golem lubricant that I got on before. This lubricant has dried up for too long and is difficult to clean up.
"I'm sorry again, Miss Granger, when my sister gave it to me, it was basically new..." Rose only felt that his entire face was feverish, and he usually focused on studying golems, so that his life was a bit sloppy.
Hermione noticed that someone had noticed them, and put the letter and notebook into her pocket, pulling Allen to apparate and leave the place.
"Hermione, quietly I caught you secretly and behind what we are doing!" Allen winked at Hermione, "You don't let us eat candy, but you secretly order cheesecake to eat..."
"I'm not trying to eat! Well, it's not just..." Hermione pleaded and gave up. "I just think I should learn how to cook so that I don't always get mocked by Penello...Your mother has been ridiculed recently. Daisy and Emily went to study. She thinks that this is why Daisy has always been single..."
Hearing Hermione’s explanation, Alan, who was staring at Hermione for a long time, was a little confused. He responded dryly, realizing that Hermione was really not to satisfy her appetite—she Up to now, I thought she was one step ahead of Penello, so she didn't want to be caught up by Penello. Recently, Penello was often praised by her family for taking care of her mother's diet, which made her taste a little bit .
"Did you not start learning to cook too?" Hermione took out the crumpled cookbook and tried to use magic to make it clean. "I think it won’t be more difficult than making potions, just follow strictly At least a few steps can be made."
Seeing Hermione's appearance, Alan felt even more daunted. Penello's problem was finally solved, and now how to tell Hermione has become a problem.
"You are so busy working on the umbrella, but you don't need to spend so much energy on it..." Alan looked at Hermione's expression~EbookFREE.me~ and felt that he couldn't speak anything, and finally he just brazenly praised. : "Hermione, you are smart, brave and keen and knowledgeable. You have helped me too much on the road to the goal of breaking the "Secrecy Act". You see, the magical world has cooperated with the Muggle world, and the current form is more than ours. It’s a lot better to want to change at the beginning...so you don’t have to show anything in your cooking, you have done well enough..."
"Now the pure-blood wizards and their concepts are also changing, even if they don't admit it, but they also realize that Muggles are no longer ignorant serfs who pull their excrement everywhere." Hermione was quite surprised. She is proud, but she misunderstood Alan’s meaning, "But I have been more free after this busy period recently. For some time, although I am different from Penello, I can’t stay in the kitchen for a long time, but I should basically understand Now, at least I learned this cake this time, otherwise Monica has failed Monica's kindness. She told me all the secret recipes she had just developed..."
Allen smiled and nodded, thinking that if it weren't for the umbrella to invest in the little mother's cake shop, that Monica probably wouldn't be so talkative...
Hermione looked at Alan’s smile and nodded, she thought generously—she thought Penello could only rely on her cooking to find a sense of superiority. If she robbed it here, she would have a bit of face. It's so pathetic.