Chapter 597
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When Alan woke up again, he found that the burning and heart-wrenching pain on his face had been replaced by a cool feeling. He moved his fingers and tried to raise his arm to touch his cheek. The broken bones on his face had probably been healed by the magic spell. Two of the four finger bones that pierced through his cheek from his jaw had been taken away. A sticky blue ointment was smeared on his hand.
He tried to move his mouth and found that he could open and close it to a certain extent without affecting his injury. However, the wound was still painful and did not give him enough space to speak.
Allen supported himself with his hand on the bed and sat up. The power of the finger bone curse seemed to have dissipated by at least half.
"The time converter!" Thinking of Luna's words, Allen's hand touched his neck. The time converter necklace was held in his palm. Now the three hourglasses in the middle had stopped rotating. The beautiful pink sand was exuding a charming radiance. Except for the hourglass on the left, the sand in the other two hourglasses was at the bottom of the hourglass. Allen was relieved. He did not want to wait until he could go back and age a thousand years instantly. Just like what Luna did to him, he could not leave her there. The time converter allowed him to return to the modern era should be about the same as when he went back to the past. He had made up his mind to go directly into the curtain to pick up Luna when he went back. Her dragon form should be able to last for a while.
Allen touched his neck again and turned back to the bed he was lying on. The blood oath between him and Luna was gone! The witch did not take away the precious time converter. Instead, she took away the blood oath that was useless to her. Why? But judging from the fact that she could heal his wound, she did not seem to have any malicious intentions.
Lifting the blue bed curtain, Allen observed the room he was in. It was a square, blue-dyed linen tent with an "A" roof and a square, blue-dyed tent. There was a pole in the middle on two upright supports. All the furniture was made of wood. The table was made of intersecting planks. Large and small wooden boxes were stacked on the ground. Some of the boxes were covered with textiles, and some of the boxes were decorated with golden metal.
After sitting for a while, Allen felt that he could not stand it anymore. He let himself fall back on the bed to rest.
After ten minutes, the sound of footsteps was heard. Allen looked up and saw a tall witch walking in with a plate of food. She was wrapped in a black robe that was torn at the hem. Her feet were tightly wrapped with a pair of pointed leather boots that were directly sewn together with a belt. There were no soles or heels. Allen suddenly understood. Soles appeared in the middle of the 14th century, while heels did not appear until the 15th century.
She placed the plate on the wooden table and gently shook her robe. She sat down and picked up a piece of brown bread that looked like it was made of barley and rye flour. She broke off a piece of bread and soaked it in the broth. When she heard Allen trying to sit up again, she turned her head to look at Allen. Then she mixed some pea paste into her bowl of broth and put a small bowl on the table. She used her wand to point at the small bowl, and the small bowl floated to the side of Allen who was struggling to sit up.
Obviously, these things were not originally prepared for Allen. But when she saw that Allen had woken up, she gave some to him.
But Allen's mind was not on the food. His eyes were fixed on the raven-shaped blood oath pendant that she wore around her neck.
"Although I don't know the specific reason, it doesn't seem to be my blood … But I can sense your presence through it." She lowered her head and followed Allen's line of sight to look at the pendant on her chest. "I'm Loina Ravenclaw."
When Allen heard her name, he looked at her face in surprise. After calming himself down, he saw that the face of the witch in front of him was indeed similar to the sculpture in the common room of Ravenclaw. But compared to the time when Allen first saw Loina's remnant, she did not have the awe-inspiring majesty. At that time, the meticulously dressed Loina Ravenclaw was so beautiful that no one dared to blaspheme her. But now, Ravenclaw was only 18 or 19 years old. Her messy dark brown hair was piled carelessly on top of her head, but this did not affect her beauty. Her delicate face, which looked as if it had been carefully carved by Merlin, showed a kind of messy beauty even in such a casual dressing.
Allen's heart was filled with both joy and sorrow. He thought that he would never see Luna again. He did not expect to meet Ravenclaw again here. But although they were indeed the same person, this Ravenclaw in front of him? After all, Ravenclaw did not have the same experience as Allen in the future. This made Allen feel a sense of alienation and unfamiliarity. Coupled with the arrogance in her half-squinted eyes, Allen felt that she was somewhat repulsed by him. Allen could not help but feel sad when he thought of Luna who was still stuck in the gray area and surrounded by the black undead army.
"This is something that I gave to myself. You can't keep it." Ravenclaw pointed at the head of the raven pendant. Allen discovered that the raven pendant's head had a lot of bright silver substance stored inside.
"I didn't bring the meditation basin. I can only go back and take a look. I still don't know what happened between you and me in the future. But you should eat something. You can't bear the phantom transfiguration now." As her voice trailed off, the spoon in the small bowl floated up and scooped a spoonful of the mixture of broth and pea paste and fed it to Allen's mouth.
The broth with only salt and the pea paste without anything else made Allen, who was used to good food, a little uncomfortable. Even if it was just modern British food, he frowned. But he still swallowed it. Fortunately, the pea paste was of good quality and had a sweet aftertaste.
"I don't cook. I came here in a hurry and didn't bring the house elf. I just took some food from the neighbor's house." Ravenclaw frowned after eating a few mouthfuls. She put down the food and took out some arrow-shaped green leaves from her small bag. She added some salt powder and ground them into a green paste in the stone bowl. Finally, she used a clean white linen cloth to filter them into some sauce. Ravenclaw did not forget to share some with Allen to add some sourness to his small bowl of paste.
After tasting a mouthful, Ravenclaw continued to eat, but she was still a little dissatisfied. "I forgot to pick some herbs when I plucked peas and sorrel from her garden. I'm not as talented as my neighbor in cooking."
Alan, who was trying his best to eat the green paste with his mouth that was too big for him to open, could not help but wonder. "Why does she always take everything from her neighbor's house? Is it because she's an adept that her neighbor is afraid to say anything?"
After a while, Ravenclaw was the first to finish her food. She picked up her wooden cup and took a sip, letting the residue and aftertaste in her mouth go into her stomach. She noticed Allen, who was frowning and trying his best to swallow the food. She raised one of her eyebrows and said, "Little boy, seems like you come from a good family. Are you a noble? But are you a pureblood or a Muggle? Well, I forgot that you can't talk. Do you want some ale? "
Without waiting for Allen to nod, she let the wooden cup in her hand fly into Allen's hand. Allen had no choice but to take a sip and immediately frowned. It was ale without hops. There was no foam, only a little wheat flavor, but there was no unique bitterness and aroma of hops.
"When you get back, I also suggest that you don't drink directly from the water. This ale is brewed by my neighbor from the spring source in the highlands. The river near my house is not clean. Ravens and those muggle farmers who don't know anything poop everywhere. Even if you treat it with magic spells, it will still have a smell." After saying that, the witch let the wooden wine cup fly back to her hand and drank.
Allen heard that and felt goosebumps on his throat. It was also the first time he realized that he had returned to the Middle Ages.
。 Peak.
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