Reynolds, who had a full beard, had a Bubble Head Spell on his head. He wore an apron and held a wooden spatula in his hand as he opened the door.
"Hah, honey, hurry up! Old Parkinson is here with his lovely daughter, Pency!" Reynolds shouted at the bathroom, but his voice was a little muffled due to the effect of the spell. "Sorry, they just arrived. My wife bumped into an old Muggle on her way upstairs … So she's taking a shower … She likes to listen to music at this time, so she might not have heard …"
"Then you should wash …" Old Parkinson pointed at the spell on Reynolds's head. "What's wrong with your head?"
"These Muggle kitchens are too primitive. They don't even have a chimney. I have to do it myself …" Reynolds waved the spatula in his hand and then shouted at the room, "Elizabeth, come out."
"What good can these Muggle do … Sigh …" Old Parkinson patted Reynolds's shoulder nonchalantly.
Pency, who had enjoyed a lot of magical furniture made from Muggle items on the floating city, opened her mouth and gave up the idea of telling Reynolds that the kitchen should have a range hood instead of a chimney.
Then, a girl wearing a white sweater with red elk embroidered on it and two blonde buns popped out of the room on the right side of the aisle. She was holding a few clothes and hangers in her hands.
"She brought too many clothes. It took her a long time to sort them out …" Reynolds explained to Parkinson's family with a smile. "Pency, you two played together when you were little. But I sent her to Demstrand to go to school. There are no mudbloods there …"
"Hello, Mr. Parkinson! Do you remember me, Pency? " The girl called Elizabeth had a sweet smile on her face. Although Pency did not have much of an impression of her, he still smiled at the enthusiastic girl.
"Honey, you can tidy up later." Reynolds said to his daughter. "Go downstairs and buy some cheddar cheese, two cartons of milk … Hmm … I also need a new watering can for my potted plant."
"Elizabeth is still tidying up. I'll go." Pency glanced at the clothes in Linda's hand. "She just came here and doesn't know the store. Is there anything else she needs?"
"That's enough," said Reynolds cheerfully. "You have a good daughter, Parkinson."
"Thank you, Pency." Y'lisabet hung a piece of clothing on the hanger. Suddenly, An Xiaoning's eyes lit up. "My mother just bumped into a dirty old Muggle upstairs. Can we prank her together after we're done?"
"Elizabeth! I told you, The Dark Lord wants us to keep a low profile and not do anything stupid! "Reynolds reprimanded unhappily.
"When the time comes, just use a Forgetting Curse on her." Pency squeezed out a smile, waved his hand, and turned to go downstairs. His heart was filled with guilt. Even if they weren't killed on the spot and brought back for trial, the crime of supporting the Dark Lord would be enough to put them in jail for life.
When Pency walked out of the residential building, the clock on the wall was close to three o 'clock in the afternoon.
The residential building, which was a little deserted because it was working hours, was suddenly filled with a lot of black fog after a wave of magic fluctuation. A group of armed Umbrella wizards wearing the latest ancient wizard robes came to the scene aggressively.
Some muffled groans came from the corridor. Wolf Mother, Viktor, and Long Eye came out of the door. According to the accurate information provided by Pency, these Umbrella members, under the leadership of a few leaders, attacked directly from all angles. They quickly took care of the fixed wizard guards in the corridors, corridors, and other public areas. Most of the Death Eaters who were still celebrating in their own homes were unaware of this.
Some of the unlucky Muggle who happened to see this in the corridor were surprised to find that they suddenly couldn't scream. These were basically retired old men and women. In a moment of daze, they only thought that these intruders were the police on a mission and began to walk stiffly to their homes.
Penello and Sirius swaggered from the front door of the Muggle residential building into the hall. Fatty and the doctor followed behind them. At this time, the key points of each floor had been occupied by the Umbrella members who had just entered.
Standing on the top floor of the Muggle residential building, the Death Eater guard, Stan, leaned out and looked down through the layers of stairs. When he saw the situation, he understood that because of the holiday, their defense was weak, and the other party completed the attack quickly. Obviously, it proved that the Parkinson family was indeed a spy. Especially when he recognized that the person who was aggressively walking up the stairs was the ruthless female Aura, Penello Cleavat, and the elite member of the Order of the Phoenix, Sirius Blake, who had escaped from Azkaban. In addition, a large group of armed forces of the Umbrella had already occupied the key points of each floor.
Stan's eyes narrowed. He didn't care about shouting to remind the wizards downstairs who would have been abandoned to escape. He quietly retracted his body and made a prompt decision to use his Phantom Displacement Technique. He had to hurry up and tell The Dark Lord about the situation in the room. He was even a little grateful and admired the Dark Lord's foresight. Many of the materials donated by the families were in the room of the Dark Lord.
Penello, who was at the bottom of the stairs, stood still in the hall on the first floor of the residential building. It seemed that she was not in a hurry to act. Instead, she took out a small blue potion box from her pocket with her right hand and raised her hand to shake the potion box gently in her ear.
Sirius held the magic wand in his hand and said impatiently, "What are you doing? Don't dawdle... You didn't cast an Anti-Phantom Displacement Barrier this time. "
Penello ignored him. She lowered her head and opened the potion box. She poured out a few pills from the box, opened her mouth and gently bit on them with her teeth and began to chew. Her short hair fell back, and some of the bones in her neck made a creaking sound. She swallowed the pills and leaned back while twisting her shoulders to loosen them. After shaking her head once, she returned to her normal posture and stood up straight.
"What are you eating?" Sirius asked curiously.
"There are still people in there who can't be killed. I suggest that Penello take some calming potions. This can effectively prevent her from going berserk..." The doctor seemed to be a little jealous as he said, "My potions are also very good. I won't add anything strange to you... Why do you only take Principal Harris's..."
Penello ignored the doctor who was still snooping on her. She just raised the corner of her mouth and pressed the button on the floating city's new product, the Wizard Walkman, on her waist. She put one of the earphones into her left ear and said with a little longing smile, "I like the moment of calm before the storm... It reminds me of Beethoven. Do you hear me? It's like lying in the grass... You can hear the grass growing and the insects crawling. "
"I don't want to listen to these things," Sirius said impatiently. "Which way is that bastard Graham on the third floor? Which way is left and which way is right? That bastard made Regulus join the main force back then. I have to teach him a lesson... "
"The left side after entering the door is not the way out. The left side..." Fatty seemed to have found a rare sense of superiority in terms of intelligence, so he kindly reminded, "Don't be too anxious. He should still be at home. Wolf Mother said that most people are not important. It doesn't matter if the others run away..."
"Teach him a lesson? It doesn't matter if he is a Death Eater or not. If he is caught here and brought back for trial, he will be rewarded with the Dementor's Kiss... "Penello was affected by the music in her ears. She unconsciously raised her hands and bent her fingers as she walked and played the piano." Just like this... "
Suddenly, Penello raised his hand. Without using his magic wand, he sliced a door that had just been pushed open into two halves. The upper half of a person's body fell out. Judging from his appearance and position, it was obviously a Death Eater who had heard the commotion and poked his head out.
"This reminds me of when we, the Marauders, passed by the Slytherin common room..." Sirius exaggerated the other party's neat movements. He looked at the female Aura who seemed to be immersed in classical music and shrugged. He could not help but think that she was pretty cool. "Maybe the next time I join an operation like the Order of the Phoenix, I can imitate her movements..."
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