After the conversation just now, the lady boss with three brooms flung off her boots and returned to the bar without looking back. Sirius was surprised to find that Allen and Penello were no longer looking at him.
The two of them seemed to have continued to discuss about the mysterious man. Penello looked at Allen in surprise, then turned his eyes to Sirius, but then shook his head and continued to discuss. Sirius felt that the look in his eyes was a little offensive, as if he was a dud.
It was not until Sirius angrily ate a lot of food and listened for a while that he understood what Allen and the others were discussing.
"Ambushing the younger version of Tom, you mean Lord Voldemort? He has a soul tool to revive?!!! " Sirius threw away the cheese and olive sticks he had just grabbed, grabbed the edge of the table with both hands, leaned forward, and impatiently pleaded, "Allen, count me in, young or old. If you don't trust Penello to let her go, let me go!"
"Don't even think about it, Sirius, you are no match for him." Penello crossed his arms and said coldly. He had just told Allen that he wanted to go. Even if he estimated that he could beat Lord Voldemort, Allen had not agreed, let alone this reckless dog.
The pupil of Allen's left eye quickly shrank, revealing a large part of the white of the eye, leaving only a small pupil in the middle. It returned to its normal state in a short moment. Allen, who understood Sirius' thoughts, sighed heavily, "For Regulus? Sirius … I can understand your feelings, but this is just the younger version of Tom. Even if he gathered a group of Death Eaters, I can handle it. You don't have to take the risk. "
"Ever since I found out the cause of Regulus' death, I have been angry … with that noseless guy. Although I am not afraid of him, I know that I am not qualified to fight him … but now this …" Sirius clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles protruded. He gritted his teeth and said, "That old woman is also very angry with the mysterious man. If I can go with you … even if it means I can see his destruction with my own eyes … Allen, you said before that you owe me a favor …"
"Allen, only the test of fire can train true steel, and the umbrella also needs a real battle to test and train their abilities." Penello saw that Sirius was a little anxious about the favor. She was afraid that Allen would take advantage of the situation to agree to the other party's request. She waved her arm too, almost overturning the butter beer on the table.
"Then why don't we let Penelope and his umbrella come with us? I will take care of Penello in the battle. "Sirius glanced at Penello from the corner of his eyes and said with a tone of disdain. He knew that he could not beat Allen, but he did not feel that he was worse than the female Aura who had just graduated a few years ago. But seeing the situation in front of him, as a brute who could think, he understood that it was better to work together than to compete with Penello.
But with a bang, Sirius' head hit the back of the chair. His arms that were crossed in front of his chest slammed to the sides of his body. His legs straightened, and his whole body became stiff. He stiffly slid down from the chair, looking as hard as a wooden board.
Suddenly, it was as if a pair of invisible hands were holding his body, allowing him to float slightly to a position where his eyes were parallel to the table, saving his fate of sliding to the ground. Sirius' upper and lower gums were locked together, and he could not speak.
Only Sirius's eyeballs were moving. He angrily stared at Penello, and his bulging eyeballs looked as if they were going to fly out of their sockets.
"What are you looking at? If it were not for me, you would have fallen to the ground." Penello coldly snorted and raised his eyebrows. "Allen, you see, he is too weak. Bringing him along may delay our actions."
As a proud female Aura, when she heard Sirius, who was just a little stronger than the average trash from the Order of the Phoenix, shamelessly boasting that he would take care of her in the battle, it was obvious that she did not think more than a brute.
Suddenly, the chair was pushed back by Sirius who fell, making a harsh sound.
Feeling that he could control his body again, Sirius held onto the chair to stabilize his body. His dark gray eyes suddenly seemed to be burning on his face. With a hoarse voice, he cursed, "Shameful sneak attack, this is despicable behavior. I did not guard against you at all … You are not my opponent. If we fight fairly, I will let you know what mistake you have made, Penello …"
"Not convinced?" Penello gently swung his head outside, raised his chin and said arrogantly, "Let's go to the umbrella training ground and try it out. You are probably stronger than the crazy man …"
"Let's go, but don't say that I bullied you later." Blake also raised his chin and roared. He felt that he was easily subdued by a little girl, especially when he was begging Allen to let him participate in the mission against Lord Voldemort. It was very embarrassing to be subdued so easily.
Penello snorted, "When I was still in school, I could kick you until you barked like a dog … I don't know where you got your confidence from."
Sirius's response to this sounded a bit like a dog's growl.
"That's enough. If the two of you still want to attack Tom, then stop." Allen said while holding his forehead. His voice was not loud, but the compromise in his words made the other two shut up. "Penello, when the time comes, I will use the Phantom Spell to hide near you. You don't have to tell the others under the umbrella that I am also going … This is not negotiable, but I will only reverse the spell that may cause great harm when necessary."
Sirius was a little anxious, "Allen, I …"
"Sirius, you are far from being Penello's opponent. She should be stronger than the young Tom. Don't argue, listen to me first." Allen reached out to stop the unconvinced Sirius. "If you want to go, you have to promise me one thing."
"Anything is fine! Do you want me to get you a few more house elves? " Sirius sat back down and looked at Allen. Compared to being able to attack Lord Voldemort, the dispute with Penello was nothing.
"Of course not, my request … Let me bring someone over first. I think he should know." Allen raised his index finger and motioned for Sirius to wait, then began to contact Anka himself, "It won't take too long, they will be here soon."
"Idiot, why does Allen want so many house elves? Do you want that Miss Know-It-All to trouble you? "Penello waited for Allen's response and began to snort at Sirius.
Sirius ignored the female Aura in order to complete the trip, which only made him more confused. But before he could ask, a flame flashed in the air, and the agile Anka suddenly appeared above the table. Under its sharp claws, it grabbed Harry's shoulder, who was holding his glasses and had a face full of confusion.
Harry was caught alive by the Phoenix during the Potions class, because he was holding a bubbling crucible in his hand. When the Phoenix attacked, Harry thought that Simo's crucible behind him had exploded, so he subconsciously protected the product of his labor.
After throwing Harry aside, Anka's gaze was attracted by the food that Sirius brought over. It fluttered its tail feathers and began to enjoy the cooked food that it had recently become accustomed to. It even accurately identified the butter beer that belonged to Allen and stuck its beak in to take a few sips.
Seeing Anka like this, Penello frowned and thought that it was not worth fighting with the Phoenix. She pursed her lips and began to take out the medicine box that Allen gave her and chewed it like a snack.
"Allen? Sirius and Professor Krivat? " Harry, who was aware of his location and began to understand who brought him here, was even more confused. He rubbed his shoulder that was hurting from the Phoenix's grip and asked, "What happened?"
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