Chapter 1669: Maca's Misunderstanding
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Harry Potter’s Book of Sin
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- 2021-01-29 05:54:07
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"... Sandrina fell in the bathroom last night, as if she had just broken the mirror when she fell, and many parts of her body were scratched by the mirror fragments. I heard she was all over when she went to the medical room. It was blood, and Mrs. Michelle was shocked to see her when she was called! "
Listening to this slightly strange maid's words, Maca couldn't help but hesitated and said apologetically:
"Oh! It seems that there may be my fault in it too-I shouldn't let her take a bath when she is so sleepy to relieve her fatigue!"
Although the maid said something about the mirror as soon as she opened her mouth, Maca didn't think about it for a while, but the actual situation was by no means a simple "fall in the bathroom".
Even though he had confirmed that he was ready for protective isolation last night, some abnormal conditions still spread out of his room in a way he didn't know.
And when Maca thought it was just an accident, and was quite annoyed that she gave a blind suggestion last night, the maid who came over instead of Sandrina leaned slightly:
"Mr. McLean, don't feel guilty about it! Because I think Sandrina didn't blame you or anything-you see! The reason why I came here instead of her is because I went to see her in the morning. She asked me to assist you in the newspaper! "
"Is that so?" Maca nodded and could not help but nodded. "But I'm probably a bit responsible anyway. Well, after breakfast, I'll visit her too! Give her some effects by the way Better potion. "
"How can this be done! Sir, you are the most distinguished guest of our Blois family. This is what the owner himself told ... Sandrina is just a maid, and it is not worth the time of Mr. Busy's time. Look at her! And, after all, it's just some trauma. "
"nothing."
Maca set her hands on the other side, and then picked up the tableware again, and continued to taste today's extremely rich French breakfast.
Beside him, the maid saw that Maca started to eat again, and she had to shut her mouth and stop talking-as a qualified maid, of course, you must never eat with the host or guests. Disturbing, only when the other party needs it, this is common sense.
So, for the next time, Maca's breakfast time will be the same as usual. As he ate, he looked at the French magic newspapers, and occasionally encountered the French words he didn't know before politely asking the maid.
After a while, when Ginny and others who used to get up early came to the restaurant, he had put down the tableware and wiped his mouth with a wet towel.
"Good morning!"
Putting the towel back on the tray in the maid's hand, Maca said good morning to Ginny, who was there first. When Ginny saw him, she was about to get up and leave, and immediately asked:
"Maca, are you going out so early today?"
"Oh no! I heard that the maid who always helped me read the newspaper fell down last night and got hurt a little bit, so I'm going to see her."
When Ginny heard him say this, she couldn't help but worry:
"Is she okay then?"
"Of course it's okay," as she passed behind the backrest where Ginny was sitting, Maca looked back at her partner and smiled.
Although the maid wanted to accompany Maca to the ward, Maca did not let her follow.
You know, there aren't many maids in Blois alone. They are usually very busy-especially in the mornings. The daily cleaning and cleaning of the garden are unexpectedly time-consuming. .
The Blois family's salary is not low. Since they work here, they are of course very serious. Maca doesn't want to waste their time.
Before long, he walked alone through the atrium garden where Willie was planted with flowers, and went to the castle on the opposite side. The medical room and ward in Fort Blois are in the area on the right hand side after entering.
"Tuk Tuk."
Sandrina's ward is not difficult to find, because no one is injured in the usual way ... Incidentally, the family therapist Mrs. Michelle, who is in charge of medical affairs, is actually quite busy.
"Come in."
Hearing the strange response from the ward, Maca pushed the door open and walked in. Sure enough, although this is a ward with six beds, there is only Sandrina in it.
"Ah! Mr. McLean? You ... why are you here?"
As soon as Marca arrived, Sandrina got out of bed. When Maca saw this, she waved her hand gently, using a gentle force to rest her back on the pillow on the back.
"It's the wounded that you should stay in the hospital bed!" Maca said, and then she said, "It's still moving. It looks like the injury has recovered ..."
While talking, Maca had reached her bed, and naturally sat down on the side stool.
"Oh, by the way! Thank you for remembering your colleagues to help me read the newspaper for you in the past ... With you translating strange words for me every morning these days, I can only get more and more articles by myself."
"No, it's nothing."
Perhaps it wasn't very accustomed to the relationship of lying in bed and talking to people, Sandrina seemed a little uncomfortable. However, she immediately responded to Maca's words:
"Mr. McLean is smart enough, I'm just serving you as an incomplete dictionary."
To be honest, Sanda's answer still felt a little uncomfortable to her--even if she was living as a maid for work ~ EbookFREE.me ~ she also put her posture too low At this point, even her colleagues are clearly different.
Hmm ... is it necessary to say that this state is not a human version of the house elf?
However, Maca, who noticed this, set aside the matter for the time being. Because if you just come to see and send a bottle of potion or something, Maca is still available at this time, but if you are nosy, there is no space left in his current state.
"Sandrina," Maca thought for a while, and turned the subject again. "Actually, I also want to apologize to you by the way-I let you already sleepy go to bath last night. Bad thinking-come, drink this, and soon you can go to the ground. "
Speaking of which, when he saw Sandrina immediately want to refuse, he raised his hand and signaled:
"Don't worry too much, it's not very expensive--"
"No, that's not the case."
Sandrina hesitated, but couldn't help saying that.