Vol 2 Chapter 588: Rowena Ravenclaw (modified, sincere thanks to the leader...

When Allen woke up again, he found that the hot, heart-wrenching sensation on his face had been replaced by a refreshing sensation. He moved his fingers, and then tried to raise his arm and touch On the cheek, the cracked bones on the face are probably restored by the curse, and two of the four finger bones that penetrated the cheek from the lower jaw have also been taken away. A sticky, greasy blue ointment on the wound got on him. Hands.
He tried to move his mouth and found that he could open and close to a certain extent without affecting the injury, but there was still some pain involved in the wound, and he still couldn't give him enough space to speak.
Alan put his hand on the bed and barely made him sit up-the power of the finger bone curse seems to have at least disappeared.
"Time converter!" Recalling Luna's previous explanation, Alan's hand touched his neck again, and the time converter necklace was held in his palm. Now the three hourglasses in the middle have stopped turning, beautiful pink The sand exudes a charming brilliance. Except for the hourglass on the far left, which is slowly flowing down with fine sand, the sand in the other two hourglasses is at the bottom. This made Alan breathe a sigh of relief. He didn’t plan to wait until he could go back. His age would instantly age a thousand years old—just like Luna did to him, he couldn’t leave her there, and the time converter made himself go back. The modern time should be about the same as the time when he returned to the past. He has made up his mind to wait for the return and go directly to the drapery to pick Luna back. The opponent's dragon form should be able to hold on for a while...
Alan touched his neck again, and turned around with difficulty on the bed he had just been lying on. The raven blood between himself and Luna was gone! The witch did not take away the precious time converter, but instead took away the blood oath that had no effect on her. Why? But judging from the fact that the other party can treat his wounds, it seems that he has no malice towards himself.
Lifting the blue bed curtain, Allen observed the room he was in. It was a linen tent with an A-shaped roof and a square dyed blue underneath, with a pole placed in the middle. On an upright support. All the furniture is made of wood. The crossed wooden boards are used as tables. The large and small wooden boxes are stacked on the ground. Some textiles are spread on the boxes, and some boxes are decorated with golden metal.
After just sitting for a while, Allen felt unable to support him, and put himself on the bed to rest again.
After more than ten minutes, the sound of footsteps came. Allen raised her head and found a tall witch walking in with a food tray. She was wrapped in a black robe with a slightly broken hem, and her feet were tightly wrapped with straps. He was tied with a pointed leather boot sewn directly from a piece of leather without a sole or heel. Alan suddenly appeared. The sole appeared in the middle of the 14th century, while the heel did not appear until the 15th century.
She put the food plate on the wooden table, shook her robe lightly, sat down and picked up a piece of brown bread that appeared to be made of barley flour and rye flour. She broke off a piece of soaked broth and was ready to start After eating, hearing the sound of Ellen on the bed because she wanted to sit up again, she turned her head to look at Ellen, then mixed a bowl of broth in her pan with a little pea paste, and separated The small bowl was placed on the table, and she lighted the small bowl with her magic wand, and the small bowl floated by herself to Ellen who had already managed to support sitting up.
Obviously, these things were not originally prepared for Alan, but she saw Alan wake up, and then gave him some.
But Allen's mind was not on the food, his eyes were fixed on the raven-shaped blood oath pendant he was wearing on the opponent's neck.
"Although I don't know the specific reason, it is not my blood... at least it is not the blood on my body now, but through it I can sense your existence." She lowered her head and followed Alan's gaze to look at herself The pendant on the chest, "I am Rowena Ravenclaw."
Alan was surprised when he heard her name and turned his gaze to the other person’s face. After calming down, Alan saw that the face of the witch in front of him was indeed similar to the sculpture in the Ravenclaw common room, except that it was the same as Alan. Compared with the remnant thoughts of Rowena, she did not have the daunting majesty. The meticulously dressed Rowena Ravenclaw at that time was so beautiful that it would not be blasphemous. At this time, Ravenclaw was only in her early eighteen or nineteen years old. Her messy dark-brown hair was randomly piled on top of her head, but this did not affect her beauty, as exquisite as the face carefully carved by Merlin. Under such a casual dress, it also showed a messy beauty.
Allen’s heart was filled with joy and sorrow. He thought he would never see Luna again. He didn’t expect to be able to meet Ravenclaw again here. It’s just that although they are indeed the same person, the Royner in front of him After all, Ravenclaw did not share the same experience with Allen in later life, which made Allen feel a kind of alienation and strangeness, and the implicit arrogance of the other party's half-squinted eyes made him feel that she was treating herself Some repelling. Thinking of Luna still staying in the gloomy area, surrounded by the dark army of undead, Allen couldn't help but feel sad.
"This is something I gave to myself, you can't keep it." Ravenclaw pointed to the head of the raven pendant, and Allen discovered that the head of the raven whose shell was disassembled was quite bright silver. The substance is kept inside.
"I didn't bring the meditation basin, so I can only go back and see-I still don't know what will happen to you and me in the future, but you should eat something, now you cannot bear the apparition." The words that made Allen feel full of earthy accent fell, and the spoon in the small bowl floated by itself, scooping a spoonful of broth and pea paste mixture, and feeding it to Allen's mouth.
Only the salt-flavored broth and the pea paste without other things made him accustomed to the food. Even if it was just modern British food, Allen frowned a little uncomfortable, but he let himself swallow it-fortunately, he tasted the peas. Underneath, I can feel that the quality is good and brings back sweetness.
"I basically don't cook by myself. I didn't bring house elves in a hurry. I just grabbed some food from my neighbor's house." Rowena Ravenclaw frowned after eating a few bites. After taking the food, I took out some arrow-shaped green leaves from her small bag, added some powder that should be salt, and let them grind them into green clay in a stone bowl, and finally let a clean white linen filter them It became some sauce-Ravenclaw didn't forget to divide a bit to Alan~EbookFREE.me~ to add some sour taste to his small bowl.
After taking a bite, Ravenclaw, who finally started to eat, still seemed a little dissatisfied.
Forgot to pick some herbs when picking peas and sorrel from her garden. I am not as talented as my neighbor in cooking. "
Trying to eat these green squishy mouths with a mouth that cannot be opened too wide, Allen can't help but wonder in his heart, "How can she get everything from the neighbor's house...Because she is a wizard, her neighbor dare not be angry. Speak?"
Later, Ravenclaw took the lead to finish her share of food. She took her wooden cup and took a sip so that the food residue and the aftertaste in her mouth poured into her belly together, noting that she was also frowning and trying to swallow. Allen of Food, she raised an eyebrow: "Little boy, it seems that you are from a good background. Are you a nobleman? But pure blood or Muggle... Okay, I forget you can't talk anymore. Al wine?"
Without waiting for Ellen to nod, she let the wooden wine glass in her hand fly into Ellen’s hands. As a last resort, Ellen took a sip and frowned immediately. This is ale without hops, no foam, only a little Wheat fragrant but without the special bitterness and aroma of hops.
"After you go back, I also suggest that you don't drink water directly. These Als are brewed by my neighbors from the springs in the highlands. The rivers near my house are not clean. Ravens and those Muggle farmers who don’t know anything get it. It's everywhere, even if you have treated it with a spell, there will still be a smell." After speaking, the witch let the wooden wine glass fly back into her hand and drink.
Hearing this, Alan felt that his throat was hairy, and he realized for the first time that he was back in the Middle Ages...