"Good girl, drink some hot tea and take a bath later. Don't be afraid, you are safe now. " In Harris Tower, Morgan-le-Feiil directed the warm black tea to Hermione and Luna and poured a cup for each of them. Allen's mother had developed a habit of ignoring Luna's true identity.
"Thank you, Mrs. Harris." Hermione forced a smile at Morgan-le-Feiil. Her hair was disheveled and she looked a little embarrassed. She took a sip of tea out of courtesy and put the cup aside. Her fingers could not help but bounce on the sofa as she looked at the clock in the living room.
Luna handed Hermione the strawberry ice cream that she had prepared for Allen. "Bair won't do it again."
Hermione absent-mindedly took the ice cream and took a bite without even looking at it carefully. Immediately, her whole body shivered as she realized that she had eaten ice cream in the winter... and the taste was too strange. Feeling her brain was frozen, she grimaced and covered her nose bridge, trying to relieve the pain in her skull from the cold.
"Luna, I was just thinking that the demon could have killed me, but he deliberately did not do so. Moreover, he read out the contents of the deal loudly, as if he deliberately wanted people to find the loopholes in the deal. At that time, he used Shock to freeze me in place. I had no chance to say anything, and I even caused the Pu Faction and Pluto to lose their lives. " Hermione casually flipped her disheveled hair to the back of her head and leaned forward. "And according to the information we received, it was obviously the mysterious person who made the deal with the demon, and it was the Death Eaters who provided the tribute. However, the demon deliberately said that it was some British pureblood family to mislead the wizards present. If he really wanted to provoke a conflict between us and the pureblood family, wouldn't it be better to kill me?"
"The demon is cunning and habitually hides his true purpose." Josephine Harris, who had rushed back after hearing the news, sat beside Hermione and put her arm around Hermione's shoulder to comfort her.
"He wanted to see if I had recovered my divine power before making the final decision." Luna gently licked the remaining ice cream and threw it into the trash can in disgust. "It has become sulfuric."
"That Bair did not really do anything to Hermione. Anyway, it's good that you are safe." Morgan-le-Feiil took out a comb and stood behind Hermione, gently combing her disheveled hair.
"But, why did he kill so many Aura before he confirmed it? Both the Pu Faction and Pluto died because of this … "When Hermione recalled the Auror who had died tragically in order to protect her, she suppressed the sadness and anger that kept surging in her heart. Her hands gripped the leather sofa so hard that its shape was distorted.
"Because they were not taken seriously by Bair. Unless it was a special situation, only those who were more powerful than him would receive his' kindness'. Those who had enough power would be treated as an equal by him, and those without power …" Luna rinsed her mouth with the red tea Morgan-le-Feiil brewed before ungracefully swallowing it into her stomach. "Just like you also noticed the loophole, but he would not give you the chance to exploit it, even if he purposely said it to let others discover it."
"Since he has his concerns, then isn't he worried about you and Allen taking revenge?" Josephine asked in confusion. As a vampire, she was much more sensitive to dark energy than Harris and the rest. She knew that her nephew and Luna were getting stronger day by day.
"It's because he's worried about the revenge he took this time … that's why he used this to inform Allen and Luna. If they want to kill him, they have to take the risk of their families being assassinated and their souls not being able to rest in peace after death. Maybe he can't do anything to Allen and Luna, but if he really wants to kill us … "After temporarily putting aside the guilt she felt for the Pu Faction and Pluto, Hermione, who had thought it through, felt even more indignant and furious." Maybe he doesn't know that we have spies among the mysterious people. If we're killed, Allen will definitely not let those pure-blood families go. His extreme measures in anger might make Allen walk on the opposite side of the ordinary people … And now, after the farce has ended, his words are the compensation he left for us, so we can use this to fight against the pure-blood families who deliberately made things difficult for us during this attack … "
The three little unicorns who were originally taking a nap in the spacious living room noticed that the atmosphere in the house was not right. After squeezing each other, they sneaked back to the pet space in the basement one by one. On the cabinet, the little bird-snake who was hiding in the teacup quietly poked its head out and looked around. Its round eyes rolled around before retracting back into its neck.
"I've had the upper hand in many deals and bets with him," Li Yao said. Luna stared at Hermione with her bulging eyes. "This time, after knowing about my situation, he decided to come and test me. As long as Allen and I have a certain level of strength, we can go to Bair's lair and give him trouble."
Hermione nodded in understanding. Bair decided the way to complete this deal. If Luna did not recover her Divine Power, then he would really kill her and Luna. Allen's strength was not a problem for him to protect himself, but if he lost his mind and wanted to go to Bair's lair for revenge, he might get himself killed. Otherwise, it would end like this farce.
"It must be the Grim Reaper's conspiracy behind this," Allen was worried about Hermione, so he left his avatar in Hogsmeade and returned to the tower.
"You met the Grim Reaper?!" Morgan-le-Feil stopped combing Hermione's hair and looked at Allen nervously. Today was too exciting for her. Hermione was attacked, and now her little son encountered the Grim Reaper …
"I'm fine, mom. This is just one of his avatars. It's not a threat." Allen comforted his mother, and then continued to say to his family members who were shocked by the name of the Grim Reaper, "The Grim Reaper must have revealed to Bair that Luna had used up all her Divine Power in the Underworld, which made the demon think twice. Then he deliberately took advantage of the time when Bair was about to complete the contract to negotiate with me in Diagon Alley. He hoped that I could persuade Luna to give up her plan to absorb faith, and I would stop studying the Nether Scroll. In exchange, he would be 'generous' and allow us to live forever in the mortal world … In the end, he planned to use the old trick he used on Cadmus Peveril to deal with me."
Sensing Allen's anger, Anka, who was standing on Allen's shoulder, kept rubbing his head affectionately against Allen's cheek. Its soft feathers touched Allen's neck, making him feel a little itchy. Allen reached out and scratched it, then gently stroked Anka's neck.
"Only when we have enough power can we have the right to communicate with these existences." Luna stared at Anka, who was squinting his eyes comfortably, and then refocused her gaze on Morgan-le-Feil. "Don't worry about Morgan-le-Feil. His avatars in the mortal world are not a threat to Allen and me. As a god, he would almost never risk being killed forever to let his real body come to the mortal world. Also, perhaps because of his priesthood, he is more used to leading others to death, rather than directly bringing death to others. After this operation, he won't do anything for a while. For a god, the concept of time is different from that of mortals. He has enough patience and time to plan the next time. "
"It's like he only proposed the deal after he found out that I was reading the Nether Scroll, not before." Allen's finger slowly tapped on the table.
Hermione's heart was shaken today. She clenched her Dragon Heart Mithril Wand. She was proficient in academics, hardworking, and could transform into a Magic Animagus. Although at the same time, she was a little bookish, because she managed the Umbrella Corporation and led it to gradually encroach on many businesses in the wizarding world, she was regarded as a genius by others. In the past few years, especially in the ancient magic dueling class, she was very confident that even if she could not beat Allen, Luna, or Dumbledore, Lord Voldemort, she would not be completely helpless.
When Hermione had nothing to do, she liked to spend her free time in the library in the tower. It was easy for her to memorize the contents of every book she read. Her knowledge had proved to be very useful in many adventures, but until today, she was alert that she had not completely turned what she knew into her own strength.
Morgan-le-feil saw that her comb was once again entangled in Hermione's curly hair. After several attempts, she finally freed the comb from the entanglement. Hermione, who was in deep thought, grimaced in pain. Finally, she gave up the idea of straightening out all of Hermione's hair. She raised her eyebrows, tilted her head, and gently patted Hermione on the shoulder. "Dear, you'd better take a shower. It should be easier to comb after you fluff it up." She then looked at Luna, who was rolling on the ground and covered in dust. "Luna, you go too."
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