At night, Harris Manor was brightly lit. Outside, snowflakes fluttered in the cold wind. Unlike the feast on the first day of the holiday, on the last day of the holiday, in this warm dining room, only the Harris family members were looking at the golden roast turkey in the middle of the sumptuous table full of delicious food with great interest.
"This is the turkey sent by Hermione's parents. Apparently, it was carefully selected by their client. I asked Maggie to roast it. It should taste as good as it looks." Allen took the initiative to introduce the turkey to his family, and then he asked his sister, Daisy, for help. "I'll cut it. Daisy, can you help me with it?"
"That's strange. After so many years, this is the first time you've taken the initiative to work …" Daisy raised the fork in her hand and walked over with great interest.
"Allen doesn't know how to cut the turkey?" Hibiscus Chinensis curiously came over.
The family members were all sitting around the table, waiting for Allen to divide the turkey for the first time. Sitting next to Allen, Lunn crossed her arms and smiled at Allen, who always handled things with ease, waiting for Daisy to help with a knife and fork.
Anka stood on Allen's shoulder and felt everyone's emotions. Its round little eyes looked at the birds on the table in front of it, and it gently pecked Allen's ear — it also wanted to eat. For carnivorous birds, eating birds had no resistance at all.
Allen stroked its feathers, gently cut off a piece of turkey, and directly fed it to Anka. Anka held it in its mouth and swallowed it in a few bites.
"Allen, don't just pamper your spouse. You should take out some stuffing first." Daisy's fork reached into the roast turkey, and she put the spoon in and took out some stuffing.
Faced with his sister's teasing, Allen just looked at Emily and didn't say anything.
"Huh? Why is there meat in it? " At this time, Daisy's movements stopped. She felt that she had poked something hard. Frowning, she fiercely stuck the fork into it and then pulled it out. Hibiscus Chinensis saw Daisy's expression and slightly bowed its head to look at the turkey's belly.
Daisy's fork was the first to poke out a part that looked like a chicken leg. Allen's sister was slightly stunned, and then she slowly pulled it out. "What is this?"
Everyone was attracted by her exclamation and leaned forward.
Daisy slowly pulled the whole chick out of the turkey's belly. Looking at the white and tender chick, Daisy's face was full of disbelief. She completely pulled out the chick and threw it on the table together with the fork. "It's a little turkey. It seems that this chicken was pregnant before it was killed."
Hibiscus Chinensis couldn't restrain its curiosity and leaned closer. The French witch immediately covered her nose in horror and exclaimed in her native language as she stepped back, "That's terrible, it's a turkey baby!"
"Cluck cluck cluck!" Anka exclaimed, spread its wings, and flew to the other side of the restaurant and began to vomit … This seemed to be out of Allen's expectation, and it attracted his attention.
Looking at the phoenix vomiting not far away, Emily, who had been smiling, couldn't help but frown. "Disgusting!"
The cup in front of Lunn was knocked over. He looked at the white turkey with a gentle and sad gaze, which was completely different from the cold gaze he used to look at when he was in the Ministry of Magic. There was no mistaking the pity in his eyes. He sighed. "This is the saddest thing I've ever seen. It didn't even have the chance to see the world after it was born!"
Morgan-le-feil saw her second son's serious expression and wanted to say something, but her husband pulled her sleeve. She looked at him in confusion. Owen let go of his hand, and his sister, Josephine, quietly pointed a pale finger in Allen's direction. Morgan-le-feil glanced at her second son, shook her head with a smile, and leaned back in her chair.
The French witch buried her head in her fiancé's arms. "I can't accept it … Can I not eat turkey today?"
"Hibiscus Chinensis, you've been fooled by Allen! Turkeys lay eggs, they can't give birth to babies directly! " Albert hugged his wife. Although he was smart enough not to be fooled this time, he still revealed the 'mystery' honestly.
Allen, who was cleaning up Anka's vomit with magic, waved his hand at his elder brother in dissatisfaction. "Albert! You're so boring! You should've let them react more! "
Emily rubbed her stomach, which was hurting from laughing, and stopped giggling. "This is so funny. Daisy and Lunn, are you really Ravenclaw? This little turkey will cut off its own head and legs in its mother's stomach … "
"This little turkey will not only cut off its head and legs, but it will also pluck out all its feathers in its mother's stomach!" Allen sneered. He did not forget how they saw Allen turn into a phoenix to seek a mate. This time, he seized the opportunity to take revenge, and he would not let them go so easily. "Lunn, you started working in the Ministry of Magic in my aunt's Magical Creature Management Department …"
"This is not funny at all!" Lunn realized what he had just said and tried to keep a straight face. "This little turkey is still raw. We can't eat the big one."
Morgan-le-feil looked at her second son in amusement. "It's okay. Lunn, you can roast it again. It'll be drier than normal though."
The French witch buried her head in her fiancé's chest, obviously, she would not let her head out for a while.
"Mom! This is not funny at all! "Daisy felt humiliated. She jumped over and tried to pull Allen's hair." Allen! Don't run! "
Morgan-le-feil waited for her daughter to hit her son a few times before stopping her. "Daisy, go roast the turkey again. He has to go back to school tomorrow. I'll help him pack his things. Don't pull his hair. He can't go to class with a bald head …"
Allen's scalp hurt from the tugging. He took advantage of the time when his sister was talking and slid behind his mother. Under Morgan-le-feil's protection, he returned to his room.
"Mom, thank you for saving me from Daisy's Victor. You're so smart. You didn't fall for it at all!" Allen thanked his mother.
"I've been cooking for you all my life. It would be strange if I fell for it … Why? Are you unhappy that you didn't get your revenge on me?" Morgan-le-feil laughed happily as Allen expected. "But I didn't expect that the one who fell for it was not Albert but Lunn …"
"Why? Are you unhappy that Albert didn't fall for it?"
"It would be interesting to see his reaction with Hibiscus Chinensis …" Morgan-le-feil coughed dryly. She then asked gently, "Allen, Penello spent so much time running errands for you. She can't come back for Christmas. You've given her parents the elixir of life, right?"
"I've already contacted her." Allen knew his mother was worried about Penello. He took a step forward and held his mother's arm. "She said she wanted me to wait for her to come back before giving the elixir to her parents. So I gave them some Muggle's favorite wine first. Mr. Granger gave too many turkeys so I gave them a few as well."
"That's good. You're always reliable when you're not pulling pranks … Remember to tell me in advance next time. I'll give you some advice. It'll be fun if Albert and Hibiscus Chinensis react together …" Morgan-le-feil who had already started picking things out of Allen's closet laughed again when she recalled Daisy and the rest's silly look.
"They'll definitely be alert in a short period of time! Let's talk about it when I'm on vacation next time. "Allen smiled and dragged his suitcase out of a corner of the closet.
"It's a pity that Luna has gone home. I didn't film their reaction today …" Morgan-le-feil threw a pile of socks on the bed in front of Allen. "Fold your own stinky socks!"
"Master gave Dobby a sock!!!" Allen held his hands in front of his chest, widened his eyes exaggeratedly, and screamed while pinching his throat. He jumped up to the bed, picked up two socks, raised his hands high, and waved the socks quickly and rhythmically, "Dobby is a free elf!!!"
Obviously, the new savior of the wizard world tonight, Helena's biological father, had let himself go crazy.
Morgan-le-feil didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She threw a magic robe in her hand to Allen. The robe directly covered Allen's head, "Thank you, Merlin! Go go go! If you don't want to do housework, go play! "
Just as Allen was waving the sock, on the other side of the earth, the surroundings were silent. Lockhart hugged little Patricia and breathed in big mouthfuls of air. He opened his tearful eyes and hurriedly put little Patricia down. When he saw little Patricia's head, Lockhart gasped. He hurriedly checked the little girl's body and finally let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Patricia was still whole, but more than half of her waist-length hair had been neatly cut off.
Only then did he have the mood to check on himself. Lockhart did not feel any discomfort or pain on his body. This was also the reason why he did not check on himself immediately. The manuscript of his adventure was also in his bag, undamaged. This made Lockhart very satisfied. However, when he lifted his arm, an indescribable fear surged up like a tidal wave. He only felt that his throat was unbearably dry, and his back was already drenched in sweat.
Half of the sleeves on Lockhart's robe had disappeared. Lockhart, who still had a lingering fear, did not dare to use Phantom Transfiguration with the little girl anymore. Who knew if he would have such good luck next time? He had applied for this course when he was seventeen years old when he was in the sixth year of Hogwarts. However, due to his lack of determination, he only managed to pass the third exam after graduation and obtained the permission to use Phantom Transfiguration.
Suddenly, Lockhart heard the cry of an animal and the sound of its nose snorting. He raised his head and saw the scene in front of him. He was stunned again. The ears of a few elephants were constantly flapping, and their trunks were stretched high into the air.
At this moment, Lockhart was surrounded by a boundless grassland. The sky was clear and there were only a few thin white clouds. There were no signs of people, cities, rivers, or roads. There were only the black shadows of thin clouds.
On this piece of savanna, Lockhart did not miss the silhouettes of a few zebras running across the savanna. In this piece of green wilderness, on this piece of ancient, wild, and natural savanna, Lockhart's eyes were filled with confusion. "Germany also has savanna?"
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