Vol 2 Chapter 597: Combing hair (modified, sincere thanks to the leader Tang Mitang and 8 Yunjia...
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Hogwarts Everything is Three
- Tong Tang
- 1291 characters
- 2021-01-30 07:07:33
However, this joyful, extremely peaceful time is just this night.
The next day, Rowena Ravenclaw experienced gastrointestinal discomfort. Her abdomen was twisted like a knife. She ran between the bed and the toilet on the branch of the big oak tree many times, tossing several times, Ravenclaw I only feel that my two legs are limp and have no strength, and my mouth is dry, like stuffed with cotton. She draped her hair loosely on her shoulders, her clothes were loosely covering her body, and she leaned back on the bed pale, but when Allen got up, she pretended to be nonchalant.
"When are we leaving?" Allen asked, seeing Rowena as if he hadn't washed yet.
"Um... I think we can go another day. I still have some things to do today." Ravenclaw said calmly, turning over a thick magic book beside the bed, as if he was really invested. Full attention.
Allen frowned. He found something wrong with the other party. Those feet that were always swaying flexibly are now on the bed cleverly, and the head that is more disorganized than usual is clearly showing the other party's embarrassment, and he squeezes slightly. Her, some pale lips, and her stiff body were telling Alan that she was uncomfortable-Luna had the same state and expression when she ate pickled lard before.
"In this case, I'll use your tools to practice hand skills today." After finishing speaking, Allen set up alchemy tools and methodically searched for the medicinal materials he needed, and then naturally called the house elf wheat Qi went to Hufflepuff's garden downstairs to replenish the missing potion plant.
"You know." Ravenclaw noticed Alan's actions and knew the other party's plan, so he no longer planned to hide the book in his hand and put it back, just looking at the other party's medicine.
While Alan was dealing with the medicinal materials, he kept talking to Rowena, and Ravenclaw answered without a word, but showed no sign of impatience. Through conversations, Allen found that in this era, the medicinal materials used to make magic potions and attribute potions are not too scarce, but only a few large families will have enough heritage to inherit these precious formulas. In addition, there are many ferocious magical creatures in the wild where these magical medicinal materials grow. They are very dangerous. Of course, these are not big problems for the four founders of Hogwarts.
A cup of bubbling hot potion came out of the pot. Allen handed it to Ravenclaw sitting on the bed. The witch frowned because of the smell of potion, closed her eyes, raised her chin, and The potion was drunk, and a little potion came out from the corner of her mouth-but the comfort of the potion in the stomach caused her to close her eyes, and then she turned her head to Ellen's who was sitting on the bed. The shoulders leaned over, and her face brushed directly across Allen's shoulder.
Even across the clothes, Alan’s shoulders could feel the warm lips. He tilted his head and looked at Ravenclaw’s nose and mouth because he wiped his shoulders with too much effort. Changed shape. Ravenclaw rubbed his clothes and wiped the most clean, put the wooden cup back to Alan, fell on the bed all of a sudden, pulled the quilt over his body, and looked like he planned to use the potion’s calming effect Fall asleep.
Allen didn't move after taking the cup that the other party handed back. He just stared blankly at the stain on the shoulder of his clothes.
It was not until the next day that Allen, who had returned from going to the bathroom outside, saw Rowena Ravenclaw, who should have recovered, and woke up. She lay all over on the desk and chair and was reading the book before she finished reading. The blue book that came to relieve the boredom. Until now, Alan realized that this is a knight novel. He probably turned it back a few times before putting it back in the bookcase, because Alan found that it was full of all kinds of old-fashioned things for him. Story section...
Seeing Alan returning, Ravenclaw nodded in satisfaction with him, "Your potion formula is indeed better than my own formula before, but when the carnival is over, let's check the school address. These days I don't want to move too much."
"Of course, the formulas for my potions are also on the parchment." Allen nodded in agreement. The other party has just recovered and is not suitable for running too far. However, watching her curly hair dangled indiscriminately on the chair, Allen couldn't help but complain slightly: "Your hair is much messier today than before."
"You know how to comb?" Ravenclaw asked lightly, and Allen nodded.
The horn comb next to a silver headband crown on the dressing table flew into Allen's hands. In the middle part of it was carved some ravens, with two rows of teeth, one side thick and sparse, the other thin and dense Allen also noticed that the branch-and-leaf crown with some elves style was not the later crown with huge blue gemstones that could increase the wearer's wisdom. It seemed to be just some artistic jewelry headdress of this era.
After returning to his senses, Alan, who found himself holding a comb, hesitated and understood what Ravenclaw meant. He asked courteously with his eyes and got permission from the other party. He came behind the witch and stroked a hand on it. Vinclaw's hair draped them all behind the chair, and then carefully cleaned them with a stickless technique against them, and then held the comb with the other hand, and combed them gently from top to bottom~ EbookFREE.me~ Ravenclaw's gaze is still focused on the story book, but between his brows, his expression is relaxed a lot because of Alan's gentle movements, and then he comfortably picked up the cup beside him and took a mouthful of his cheeks. Grass juice.
Allen carefully combed the other person bit by bit, "How do you look?" Allen asked softly, letting go of the witch's hair with some pride and stepped back.
There is a silver mirror floating in front of Ravenclaw and behind her head. The witch tilted her head to the left and right and looked at herself in the mirror. Now her untidy hair is not a single strand of hair coming out, all of which are combed meticulously. , Even the fine hair near the neck was repaired neatly by Allen unknowingly. Two bundles of long hair hang down on the chest, and the exposed parts of the two ears are separated from each other. The hair is folded back into a wavy braid. With slight pressure, it is arranged into a beautiful arc, while the rest is natural Put it down, at the top of her hair, the silver head ring and crown that showed overlapping branches and leaves was fixed.
Allen looked quite satisfied at this time. He looked at his work with a slightly nostalgic gaze. Now Ravenclaw, in addition to his clothes, is more casual and casual, his demeanor is not serious enough, and his face is greener and younger. The image is very similar to the Ravenclaw that Allen has seen in his impression.
"It turns out that you like this style, you really love to pay attention..." Although Ravenclaw's mouth is a bit ironic, but his expression is obviously satisfied with it, she waved her hand to make the mirror disappear, "During the carnival, you Please show me all the clothes and decorations. Anyway, a large area of temporary thermostats will be arranged at that time. Even if the weather is very hot, you will not be affected. The wizards will make themselves better dressed. It should be more in line with your preferences."