The Magi had discovered all sorts of ways to deprive others and themselves of their lives. Obviously, the act of having a crucible on one's head was one of them. Unable to comprehend such fanatical thinking, Alan stopped paying attention to the rest of the competition and turned to leave the arena.
Relying on his ability to sense the Blood Oath Pendant, Allen found Roynar Ravenclaw's temporary tent after passing through the peddlers' shrill cries and the dense crowd.
It was the same blue linen tent that Allen had been in before he woke up. Now, the top of the tent was painted with some nebula, which looked mysterious as it flowed slowly. The wooden signboard nailed to the door was painted with a raven's claw holding a divination crystal ball.
But when Allen entered the tent, he found that Ravenclaw's tent was different from the mysterious atmosphere brought by the decorations. It was almost like a children's paradise. Two young boys with dark brown hair, about eight or nine years old, were running rampant in the tent, looking majestic. There was also a slightly older mischievous girl who was constantly playing all kinds of pranks on purpose, scaring the two little girls in the tent who had the same hair color and causing them to tremble with fear.
A few guests who had just entered the tent seemed to want to leave but were blocked by Allen. They had no choice but to walk slowly with their hands behind their backs to browse the Raven Amulet Pendant on the display shelf. These were the goods that Hufflepuff had prepared for Ravenclaw.
At this time, the owner of the tent, Roynar Ravenclaw's hair was messy, her cheeks were paler, and she looked helpless. Obviously, she did not know what to do with the children. When she saw Allen wearing the suit she had bought, her eyes lit up but then dimmed down. She pouted and showed a rare expression that was richer than usual, although it was an expression of grievance.
Allen walked over and passed the food he was carrying to her. "These children are …"
"They are the Ravenclaw family's distant relatives. They are the children of the Lestrange family. Their parents went to the carnival and left the children with me …" Ravenclaw's tone was indignant. "Oh, that thing can't be eaten. Put it down! These little Ravens! Your parents can find the fungus that lives on the rye, but why are you so naughty?! "
Allen looked at her, amused. Then, he realized the relationship between them. "So the Lestrange family and the Ravenclaw family are distant relatives? Oh, that's right … Lestrange's family crest is a complete raven, while Ravenclaw's is a raven's claw … Oh, and they both have dark brown hair … So, in terms of status, the Lestrange family is actually higher? "
Ravenclaw obviously had no time to pay attention to Alan's thoughts. She was already going crazy …
"Don't panic!" Allan, who finally regained his attention, patted Ravenclaw's shoulder and clapped his hands to attract the attention of everyone in the tent.
A model of Demstrand's ship appeared out of thin air and floated forward in the air. The illusion successfully attracted the attention of the naughty children and the guests who had begun to move towards the entrance of the tent.
Allen smiled at Ravenclaw and continued to cast the illusion. A few flaming butterflies flew out from the divination teacup and grew bigger. The few boys jumped up and down, trying to catch the butterflies, but they could not feel the heat from the flaming butterflies. The guests saw a huge colorful eight-eyed spider outside the tent and began to weave a web to block the entrance.
Even Ravenclaw himself was attracted by these illusions. "Your wizards are really good at spells other than combat..." he said.
Suddenly, Allen's body lit up with the warm flame that he had learned from Demstrand. Soon, he was engulfed in flames, which made the two girls scream. But soon, they clapped and laughed again. Allen was unscathed and walked to the entrance of the tent. He lit all the spider webs and turned them into fireworks. The applause and cheers almost overturned the tent.
Finally, Allen bowed to everyone in the tent in an exaggerated manner.
"Thank you, sir. I never thought that illusion could be so beautiful!" One of the guests, a handsome male wizard with a mustache, said excitedly to Alan, "When I go back, I will definitely ask my sons and I to study illusions!"
"Good ambition, Rhett Clark! Your children are all quite talented! " The man with the moustache nodded vigorously and put his money bag on the display cabinet. "Thank you, young sir. You've helped my lost companion find his own path of witchcraft!"
Allen nodded, a little stunned. When he heard the man's family name, he realized that the illusion he was using now probably came from the collection of the Clark family descendant.
When the guests left satisfied, the excited children finally sat on the chairs at the back and ate snacks. Allen went out and bought a lot of snacks.
Ravenclaw and Allen sat at the divination table. Ravenclaw grabbed a piece of butterfly crispy cake and stuffed it into her mouth. She did not care about the messy hair at all. But Allen's eyes lingered on the messy hair with a look of regret.
Noticing the boy's gaze, Ravenclaw grabbed a few more pieces and leaned back. She sighed and said, "Come on."
Allen no longer hesitated and reached out his right hand to the entrance of the tent. The comb that he used before flew into his hand. This time, Allen stood behind Ravenclaw, gently held her hair and combed the messy hair strands one by one.
Ravenclaw stared at Allen while eating the crispy cake. She noticed that Allen, who had been running around for half a day, did not sweat even though he was fully armed. "I thought the clothes you wore when you first came here were weird. But after a few days, I've gotten used to it. Instead, I feel that you're not as pleasing to the eye as before."
"You were the one who forced me to wear it for you …" Allen, who was fiddling with his hair, also felt that the boots without soles were a little awkward when he walked. "I'll go back and change later."
Ravenclaw raised one of her eyebrows and looked at the complaining boy. Suddenly, she lifted the hem of Allen's tight leather jacket. Without warning, Ravenclaw caught sight of the naked lower body of Allen who was combing his hair.
Allen's face darkened when he thought of his cleavage that was slightly exposed. Before he could say anything, an excited and loud voice sounded. "Loina, I've won the Crucible Head Competition in your hometown. I'm giving you the championship!"
A red-haired man wearing a wizard's hat and a sword on his waist suddenly barged into the tent. He was holding a crucible with a few bloodstained stones in it. When he saw the scene in the tent, his excited and flushed cheeks instantly turned pale. He asked Ravenclaw in an unwilling tone, "Loina, who is he?" As he said this, he even pushed the crucible in his hand towards the two people at the divination table. Then, he suddenly realized something and threw the crucible on the ground. He looked at Allen who was still holding the comb and roared, "Put down Loina's hair. I want to have a glorious duel with you!"
The hem of the shirt slipped from Ravenclaw's hand and covered Allen's buttocks again. The children behind were frightened by the sudden loud shout. Allen looked at the man in shock. He noticed the sword with a ruby inlaid on the hilt and the pointed hat on the red-haired man's head. He knew the identity of the man — Godric Gryffindor.
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