Mr. and Mrs. Granger could not interrupt the conversation between Allen and Hermione. However, because of this, they had a better understanding of Harris and his daughter's influence on the magic world and the Muggle world.
"So, Allen, did you bring this Magic Enhancement Potion?" Mrs. Granger, who had already regarded Allen as her son-in-law, was not too polite compared to Mr. Granger who wanted to ask but was too embarrassed to do so.
Hermione immediately reminded, "Mom, you have to be careful. Don't mention this term in front of outsiders. In a sense, it's easier to drive people crazy than the Elixir of Immortality."
"It's like this. I'm only here today to confirm and discuss with you. I'll tell you my idea so that you can be prepared and the specific implementation, including Mr. Granger's condition …" Allen's tone was very sincere. He slightly lowered his chin and lifted it up again, "After that, I'll test it on other people to see the situation and make sure nothing goes wrong. You guys are very important to Hermione and me. I can't just let you guys take the risk directly."
Mr. and Mrs. Granger also felt a little embarrassed for being too impatient. Just like the new drugs in the ordinary world, they needed to go through a long clinical trial to determine if there were any side effects or adverse reactions on the human body. However, just like their daughter's tangled expression, they felt a little uncomfortable that their problem was tested on other people first.
"Oh, this kind of trial should be safe for the body." Noticing the Granger family's expression, Allen recalled their 'white leftist' personality and emphasized, "The worst result is that they can't become a wizard? I just think that it's better for us to reduce the risk as much as possible so that we can make adjustments … "Allen organized his words," This is completely voluntary. Those duds, like my gatekeeper Filch or Muggle Prime Minister … I think they'll be willing to take some small risks to get the chance to become a real wizard … "
Allen's words made Hermione and Mrs. Granger feel embarrassed. After all, Allen was doing his best for their family and they were a little picky.
Mr. Granger said apologetically, "Allen, if you're free later, why don't you stay for dinner tonight?"
"Then I'll have to trouble you." Allen immediately agreed. He didn't really like jelly eel and overly sweet food. He didn't eat too much at Dumbledore's place, even though Grindelwald's cooking skills were really good.
"Allen, I only asked Professor Mag for half a day." Hermione said worriedly. There had been too many things going on under the umbrella recently, so she wasn't able to add as many points for Gryffindor as she had in the past few years, so she was a little worried that this might lead to a deduction of points.
"It doesn't matter. Your principal has extended your leave …" Allen said with a smile. He recalled that the girl in front of him usually didn't violate the school rules. Once she did, she would break the rules. Therefore, Allen's tone became a bit persuasive. "Actually, sometimes it's not a big deal to break the rules. You know …"
Suddenly, Allen paused and gently pressed his hand on his perception imprint.
Hermione noticed Allen's action. "Allen, is something wrong?"
Allen smiled and shook his head at Hermione, indicating that it wasn't convenient to talk at the moment. Then, he said cheerfully with a smile, "It's okay. You find a place to bring him over first. I'll come over later. We'll talk when we meet."
Mrs. Granger heard the conversation. She confirmed with a bit of regret, "Allen?"
Allen looked up and saw the Granger family's concerned expression. He stood up slowly and shrugged with a smile. "I'm really sorry. There's something I need to deal with … It's a pity that I can't enjoy your delicious food today, Mrs. Granger."
"About the umbrella? Do you want me to go with you? "Hermione said as she began to comb her hair with her fingers, trying to make it look neater.
"It's not a big deal, Hermione. It's about the Ministry of Magic." Alan refused. Then, he reached out and placed Anka, who had flown to his shoulder because of Hermione's excitement, on Hermione's head. "Let Anka take my place and enjoy dinner here …" Then, Alan leaned forward slightly to the Granger couple, revealing a gentle smile. "Mr. Granger, when the Magic Enhancement Potion is confirmed, I will send it over. I don't think it will take too long … As for Mrs. Granger, I'm afraid we will have to wait a little longer, but I think it's better to be safe."
Mr. Granger also stood up. "Since it's business, Allen, go ahead. We're not in a hurry."
"Then I'll take my leave." Allen waved at them. Then, he thought of something and looked at Hermione. "Hermione, maybe you can give Mr. Granger and the rest some content from the Hogwarts Primary School and our first-grade textbooks to prepare them … As for the wand, don't go to Ollivander to buy it. I'll make it myself … Oh, Mr. Granger, you don't have to trouble yourself. I'll just borrow the shadow over there."
Allen turned and walked towards the shadow next to a cupboard not far from the crib.
Allen's idea of making a Muggle cast a spell was too shocking. It made Najini, who didn't attract anyone's attention at the crib, even more terrified.
The serpent noticed that the bright smile on Allen's face disappeared without a trace as if the smile was just an illusion. The serpent's dark eyes swept across the shadow in the corner where the sun didn't shine directly. It walked straight into the shadow.
After seeing the white-haired wizard's tricks and changes in expression, the serpent knew that the wizard wasn't as friendly as he appeared to be. It coiled its body even tighter.
Walking out from the shadow at the other end, the demon-hunting spider in the corner of Penello's ceiling crawled out from the attic that had been transformed into a nest. It popped its head out and crawled back at an even faster speed after seeing that it was Allen.
Scrimgeour was still in his petrified position. He was silently suspended in mid-air by the Levitation Spell. He stared at the person in front of him.
Penello heard the sound and turned around. He lowered his head and greeted Lin Sanjiu submissively. "Allen, I …"
Allen asked expressionlessly, "Why are you looking for Scrimgeour?"
"Allen, I'm sorry, I didn't know. I thought he brought too much trouble to Harris …" Penello lowered his head guiltily. He slowly walked closer and tried to grab Allen's shoulder. "Allen, you know me …"
"Where's his Aura medal?" Allen interrupted Penello.
"Allen, I took care of it before I came back …" Penello immediately responded. The Aura medal would help the Ministry of Magic locate the wearer. If other Aura found something wrong, they would be able to quickly find Scrimgeour's location.
"Let me see Rufus first, Penello." Allen did not stop Penello from touching him, nor did he respond. He took a few steps towards Scrimgeour and glanced at him.
Under the effect of the Petrification spell, the director of the Auror office still looked as serious as usual. However, his bloodshot eyes and thick black eyebrows, which looked like two wriggling worms, twisted his expression. His face was so pale that it looked like a polished plaster sculpture. His skin was cracked by some deformed bones. The bones in his right arm were bent horizontally and pierced through his arm as if they had been broken. Although the wounds on his body had stopped bleeding, his clothes were soaked with the blood that had gushed out from his body.
"I'm very sorry, Rufus … Please forgive Penelope's recklessness. This wasn't my intention. She didn't understand the situation. She didn't know that we had completed the peace talks …" Alan said to Scrimgeour kindly. Then, he used his hand to place the Auror's office director in front of him. Then, he brushed the director's body through the air and treated his injuries.
Penello felt even more guilty when she saw Allen taking the initiative to apologize to Scrimgeour. Her short hair slid down her cheeks, and she no longer looked as arrogant as when she was interrogating Scrimgeour. She bit her red lips so hard that a row of teeth marks appeared. She quickly bowed and apologized, "I'm sorry, director. I acted without knowing the situation. Allen didn't know about this. It's all my fault. Please forgive me."
When Scrimgeour, who was currently being covered by pain, heard Allen's apology, he felt the residual pain in his body being alleviated by superb healing techniques. His furious heart couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. However, when he heard Penello's voice, Scrimgeour felt rage churning in his chest. The veins on his forehead swelled as if they were about to explode with his coarse breathing. He kept glaring at Allen with his eyes, signaling the other party to lift the Petrification Curse for him so that he could curse.
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