Vol 2 Chapter 591: Lonely food

Reality gave Allen a slap in the face...
I saw Rowena Ravenclaw raising the wand in his hand: "The power of the dead is against magic, so I can only use Muggle methods." A huge, black iron pliers and a hand saw Appearing out of thin air, Alan's eyes widened unconsciously, thinking of what he knew about the Middle Ages. In this era, normal doctors disdain to perform the dirty work in their eyes—only those blacksmiths and barbers. They will do these jobs part-time. Although the wizards will not discriminate against this, they obviously use the same methods...
Alan's face was pale, he was weak now, and he couldn't resist. He watched as the black iron tongs flew towards his face, and Rowena Ravenclaw's hesitant and fearful expression made her look a little bit naive: "Don't move, wait. Although the bloodletting therapy is good for the body, it would be dangerous if you shed as much as the last time you pulled your fangs..." The witch solemnly brought her face closer, her eyes widened to make them protrude. With this surprised expression, Alan finally connected her and Luna again on the one hand, and realized why the other party didn’t take out four finger bones in a coma last time...
Without waiting for Alan to respond, Rowena pressed the cold iron pliers against Alan’s chin, clamped the end of a finger bone, and then made a toothy noise with a hand saw to remove the excess part of his cheek. Saw it off-in fact the trembling of the finger bones in the mouth really made Alan's teeth itchy.
Putting down the handsaw, Roina took a deep breath, and relentlessly pulled out the two curved finger bones from his cheeks one after another. Allen only felt a sharp pain on his cheeks.
After a while, the feeling of the wet liquid gushing out-it was blood that started to flow out again.
Apparently Ravenclaw already had experience with this. After a moment of stunned, Alan used the blue handkerchief that she had just wiped her mouth under the eyes of Alan, which was widened due to pain, and looked a little convex. Roughly wiped it off, and dug a lump of ointment from the big bowl full of ointment with his hand, and slapped it on Allen's wounds-the pain was instantly covered by a cool feeling.
"Speak again tomorrow, otherwise it will leave scars." Seeing that Allen's face was also covered with cold sweat from a moment of severe pain, and many slips gathered on his nose, Ravenclaw I helped him wipe it with his finger, but he didn't expect to put the residual ointment on his hand on Alan's nose, "You got a dirty thing on your nose."
Then he wiped Alan’s nose with his clean hand, and Royna Ravenclaw nodded in satisfaction, as if he had finished a sculpture. Fortunately, it has been completed.
Ravenclaw, who suddenly withdrew his hand, stood there without warning, "Boom...boom...boom..." Maggie stood beside the cauldron that had just boiled the medicine, holding a small silver hammer, and mending. The broken crucible produced a rhythmic and crisp sound.
The witch clutched her abdomen, "Um..." She frowned slightly, "I'm hungry."
"We can go down and eat something." Rowena Ravenclaw waved his wand, and the utensils that had been cleaned by Maggie automatically flew back to the wooden box. "Don't try to talk until tomorrow, but eat some liquid. The food is okay."
With that, she grabbed Alan's arm, and the two apparated and came to the grass below. "Although the Muggles can't see the tree house, there are always silly wizards who want to be apprentices. Therefore, my tree house does not have a ladder and has illusion magic, so that most people can be prevented from harassment-Phantom I don’t even want to be an apprentice in Yixing...Anyway, my neighbor is also a famous witch. She is neither picky nor troublesome. During the day, as long as someone asks for advice, she will teach them."
Unlike Ravenclaw’s tree house, the climate outside without magical spells made Allen feel a little hot. He looked at the semi-basement-like tavern in front of him with huge oak roots and mud caves, half of it. Under the ground, half on the ground. The orange-yellow light jumped out of the circular window, which was extremely bright and warm. The entire tavern surrounds the big oak tree, the roof is covered with thick green lawns, and the magic garden grows on the thick soil on the roof of the tavern.
"The owner of the tavern is a gourmet. She is an excellent herbalist and healer during the day, but at night, she opens a tavern-cooking is her hobby, and she is particularly talented in food magic. It’s a good thing that made her popular among wizards. She opened the door in the middle of the night so that wizards living in towns could study magic and have a place to eat after a day of work. The curfew set by Muggles They have no way to go to the local tavern, but this is a good place."
Looking at Ravenclaw with a vivid look, listening to what she said, judging from the time she has been with, Allen feels that she is more human now, Luna seems to be careless about everything, I don’t know if it’s not. Under the influence of divinity, it has been nearly a thousand years that she has lost some of her mortal nature. In contrast, Ravenclaw at this time looks much older than Luna, but it actually feels like But it was a lot younger and more energetic-Allen probably guessed the identity of the owner of this hotel.
"Free from the restrictions of time and Muggle laws and religions, when we are happy to fill our stomachs, in that short time, we wizards are free and free, without being disturbed by anyone, and eating without scruple. This kind of arrogant behavior, this behavior is the best cure that our modern wizards are given by equality." Rowena Ravenclaw said in a tone that shows off but Alan still can't help feeling a bit rustic." I think what she told me is pretty good."
Leading Allen to the round gate that almost flows out of the green.
The door spun open automatically, and Allen's eyes were greeted by a round, low-roofed room with a hint of earthy fragrance, just like a tunnel-like tubular hall, with wood panels on the surrounding walls. The floor is covered with tiles and carpets, there are bright tables and chairs in the room, and many coat hooks are nailed around to welcome the guests who come to visit. The green grass and dandelions swaying outside can be seen through the round windows. There are bright and clean copper ornaments in many places~EbookFREE.me~ and there are many plants hanging from the ceiling or placed on the windowsill.
All the rooms on both sides of the corridor are kept on the same horizontal line. The wooden door on the right is closed tightly, and the cooking inside can be heard on the left. After a dazzling glance, I found that the wine cellar, food storage room and kitchen are integrated. In the room of, a few seemingly underage wizards and a few house elves coexist peacefully inside, preparing a variety of food for the guests outside.
Rowena Ravenclaw skillfully led Allen to find a corner to sit down. The chair was very soft, in two colors of yellow and black, and the copper lamp on the wall glowed warmly, making it warm and peaceful. Eating in this environment is undoubtedly a great enjoyment.
A kind-looking, fat red-haired lady of about 30 years old came over with a gentle smile, and when she saw Rowena Ravenclaw, she complained: "Roina, you are such a greedy predator. I have picked medicinal materials from my garden. Besides, my kitchen is missing a long-horned toad. I don’t need to ask me to know their whereabouts."
The owner of the tavern speaks Welsh, which is actually better for Allen than Ravenclaw's Anglo-Saxon. This also allows Allen to fully determine the identity of the other party-Helga He Chipach.
From Hufflepuff’s expression and tone, it can be seen that she didn’t care about Ronay Ravenclaw’s "predation" of her. Her gaze finally fell on Alan’s face and nodded gently to him. Later, he leaned down and pulled Alan over and hugged him with a full hug: "Poor boy, it's nice to meet you. Rowena took the medicinal materials for the wound on your face, it's really strange, but I have to check it. See if there are any omissions, it would be a pity if there are scars. You know, I have never seen her as a therapist before."