On the second day of Dumbledore and Grindelwald's stay at their grandaunt's house.
In the floating city's residential area, in Krivat's typical Spanish-style house, Penello stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the rippling black lake outside. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and stood there motionless, looking like a silent statue.
Outside the door of Penello's room, Allen tilted his body and leaned close to the three-eyed raven's head on his shoulder, observing the female Aura in her nightgown through the gap of the door.
"Did her anger lessen a bit?" He whispered to the Three-Eyed Raven on his shoulder. Although Allen had mastered the Mind Extraction Technique in the Brain Hall that could see through the Brain Seal Technique, he was now trying to pin his hopes on himself to make a mistake. Therefore, he asked another master who had mastered this technique for many years to judge on his behalf.
The three-eyed raven leaned its head close to Allen and observed the situation in the room with its eyes. Luna's ethereal voice rang in Allen's ears, "You have to be careful. Jealousy has conquered her feelings and taken over her heart. She's very fragile now, so you have to be gentle with her."
"Sigh …" Alan raised his hand and messed up his neatly combed back hair, making it messy.
"The subtle method won't work anymore." Luna said lightly, "I can control her directly … but you'll want to comfort her yourself."
Alan nodded. He understood the meaning of Luna's words. Now that Penello had discovered it, what Luna had told him before, she had originally planned to use a gentle method to make her ignore it, but it wouldn't work.
The three-eyed raven tilted its head and looked at Allen's frightened expression, "Don't worry, this won't change my influence on her."
Allen clenched and unclenched his fist a few times. He sighed heavily and pushed the door open resolutely, walking to Penello in front of the window.
Hearing the sound from the door, Penello's pet demon-hunting spider crawled out from a hole in the corner of the ceiling, waiting for its master's safety. When Penello designed this house, she had left a more suitable passage for her pet. Penello's parents were terrified of such a scary thing and felt like they had migrated to Australia.
However, this creature, which was essentially a demon, fully displayed its nature of bullying the weak and fearing evil. When it popped its head out and saw Allen's figure, its huge body instantly stopped and began to swing its legs back. When its eyes met Allen's, it suddenly accelerated its crawling speed, raised its two sharp claws in front of it, and quickly crawled back to the corner of the room far away from Allen. It then opened its mouth and spat out a large silver-white tenacious sticky net to block its passage.
Allen lowered his head and did not look at it anymore. Ever since Penello used its body fluid to transform it, this thing rarely appeared in front of him. Seeing that Penello did not show its back to him after he entered the room, Allen scratched his head and sighed, "Penello …"
Penello seemed to have noticed Allen's arrival.
"I've already told the Wolf Mother about the flyers. I won't delay your business." Penello's cold voice interrupted Allen. She lowered her head and looked at her toes, so Allen could not see her expression.
Allen moved closer to Penello, the pastry in his hand floating beside him. He pressed his hands on Penello's shoulders and turned her to face him. "You know I'm not here for business."
Then, the two stared at each other for a long time. The room was completely silent after the demon-hunting spider stopped making a sound.
"Uh … I brought you some scone …" Allen finally could not stand his opponent. He began to take out a paper bag of snacks from his waist bag, bowed slightly and handed it to Penello. "I asked Helga to teach me how to make it. It's salty with bacon."
"You'd better continue to make the madwoman's favorite food." Penello glanced at it, her throat moved, but in the end, she did not take it. "I'm not hungry."
"Don't talk nonsense. Do you want to become a god?" Allen opened the packaging and felt helpless. He had not eaten for more than a meal, so he spoke with confidence. Of course, this was because the little wizard Ravenclaw did not dare to say it out loud.
"Yes! I want to become a god too! " Penello seemed to be a little sensitive to the word 'god', so she spoke incoherently. "Since yesterday, if I stand like this for a few more days, I won't have a problem becoming a god before I die."
"You didn't sleep yesterday and stood for a whole day?"
"I can't sleep …" Penello turned her head back to the window and looked at the autumn scenery outside.
"Hurry up and eat something to sleep." Allen picked up the scone and sent it to Penello's mouth, while his other hand stopped her from dragging her to the bed.
Penello struggled a few times but could not break free, so she leaned on Allen.
"Why do you have such a big reaction this time … You know Helena is also my daughter …"
The female Aura had heavy dark circles under her eyes, her skin was a little pale, and she looked haggard. She raised her chin and shouted at Allen, which was rare of her. "Why are you still talking about Helena? Why is it the madwoman's turn again? I don't think her stomach is bloated yet, right? She wants to bully me when she's bloated … I was wondering why you're so eager to cook this time! You haven't cooked for others … Hmm … "
Allen took a piece of scone and stuffed half of it into Penello's mouth. He then moved her chin up and down to let her chew. "I made this just for you …"
Penello pushed against Allen's chest, but Allen noticed her strength and did not completely stop her. Instead, he pulled her into his arms and began to look at the girl in front of him.
She had a high forehead, narrow cheeks, and abruptly large eyes. As far as the eyes were concerned, the whites of her eyes appeared to be very large, and the corners of her eyes were slightly drooping. Although her facial features looked very exquisite individually, they were not perfect. However, when put together, they gave off a unique aura that was just right. Together with the influence of the black magic that she had been immersed in for the past few years, an evil, cold, and mysterious beauty arose spontaneously, as if there was no one around her. Coupled with her fair but well-trained figure, her beauty was even a little obscene …
"Have you forgotten what I look like …" Penello was a little embarrassed by Allen's stare, but she was still angry inside. She did not want to give up, so she retorted to Allen to cover up her shyness.
Allen half-dragged her and half-dragged her to her bed. He waved his hand to draw the curtains to prevent the sunlight from affecting her sleep. He then covered her with a blanket. "Sleep first. Tell me what you want to eat and I'll learn to make it later."
"I'm thirsty." Penello's voice became a little like a baby's falsetto. Even when she tried to strengthen her voice, her next sentence sounded a little weak. "Your scone is too dry. I'll teach you step by step next time."
Allen looked around and found that there was only a bowl of red and yellow Spanish garlic soup on the table, but it seemed to have cooled down. He touched his waist bag. "Coke, do you want one?"
As soon as the words left his mouth, Allen knew that he had said something stupid. As expected, Penello's face, which had softened a little, turned cold again. "This is for Luna."
"Then make one to represent you." Allen stubbornly refused to fall into Penello's trap. He searched his waist bag and finally took out a blue-green can. "How about Sprite? A lemon-flavored soda … "When Allen bought Coke in the Muggle World, he acted like a commoner and chose this more cost-effective two-in-one package. Although he had the Philosopher's Stone, he was not short of money.
Penello did not understand Allen's hint that she was jealous. However, she felt that it was a little perfunctory. She shook her head reluctantly.
Allen, who could already see through the brain seal, naturally knew what she was thinking. However, he did not intend to change his words in a panic like Ron and ask another question. Instead, he intended to make Sprite more unique.
Therefore, Allen pretended that he did not see Penello shaking her head. He waved his hand and an empty glass floated out from the room. He poured Sprite into the glass. Unlike what Penello expected, he did not feed it to her directly. Instead, he rummaged through his waist bag for the magic potion section. He found two mint leaves and rubbed them together. Then, he pinched a pinch of salt with his fingers and put it in. The bubbles in the glass of Pepsi increased instantly.
"I think this is the best way to drink Sprite … It's refreshing to wake you up …" Allen said proudly. Then, he realized that Sprite would affect sleep. He rolled his eyes like Anka. "I'll make you a glass of ice first. Drink it when you wake up. I'll go get you a glass of milk."
"It's okay. The caffeine of Coke won't affect sleep …" Penello stopped Allen who was about to get up. She gulped. She did not eat, drink, or sleep since last night. The glass of Sprite that was chilled by Allen looked especially tempting. Therefore, she closed her eyes and opened her mouth, waiting for Allen to feed her. Just like how she noticed how Luna asked Helena to feed her, Penello knew that Luna must have asked Allen to do the same in private.
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