Chapter 498 Earthquake?
Rove and Shirley stood on the balcony, admiring the summer starry sky for a long time, and finally went back to their respective rooms to sleep.
Lying on the big soft bed, Shirley couldn't fall asleep again. As long as she closed her eyes, Rove's figure would always flash in her mind, and she couldn't help but want to go to his room and chat with him.
Of course, it was impossible for her to wake up Rove, she could only toss and turn in bed by herself, and fell asleep in a daze in the middle of the night.
So when Shirley woke up the next morning, she was in an inevitable listless state of mind.
Rove walked out of the room and just happened to meet the girl who had washed up. Seeing her sleepy face, he joked:
"I told you that the old house is haunted. You didn't listen when I asked you to huddle with me last night. Do you believe me now?"
Xue Li was a little aggrieved, thinking that she was thinking of someone, but it was impossible to say such shameful words, so she had no choice but to keep silent.
Rove returned to the room, walked out quickly, handed over a golden apple, and said with a smile, "Hurry up and eat it."
Shirley hesitated: "Will it be too wasteful?"
Golden apples can fill the user's body with energy, eliminate fatigue and drowsiness, and have no side effects...It is better than any spirit-boosting potion.
But just because he didn't sleep well all night, he just ate a golden apple, isn't that a bit too extravagant?
Rove stuffed the apple into Shirley's hand, tapped her forehead, and said with a smile:
"What about the golden apple tree, if you don't eat it and leave it there, it's really a waste. Besides, this is a Ravenclaw tree, not ours. If you don't eat it for free, don't eat it... Be obedient!"
Xue Li nodded obediently, picked up the golden apple, and took a small bite. After eating only a small half, she felt refreshed, and the girl refused to eat any more.
In the end, the two of them took a bite each, digesting more than half of the remaining golden apples.
After eating the apples, they were not hungry for a while.
Rove told Tina not to prepare their breakfast, so he took Shirley out, wandered around the village, and met the neighbors by the way.
Soon, they ran into Elphias Dorji, whom they had met yesterday. He was quarreling with an old witch at the intersection with his neck stuck.
Shirley looked at the old witch. She had a wrinkled face, a hooked nose, red eyes, and a pink feather hat. She looked like a bad-tempered flamingo.
It can also be seen from the scene that she is not a good-tempered witch, after all, she can make the neck of the kind Elphias Dorje Qi turn red... it can be seen.
"This is the Muriel I told you about yesterday." Rove whispered.
Shirley understood, and understood that this was the grumpy, mean-speaking, cynical... Muriel.
Muriel also noticed Rove, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and the pretty, outrageous little girl beside him.
"Grandma Muriel, long time no see." Rove greeted with a smile.
"Oh, Rove, you're back." Muriel said sharply, "Who is this little red-haired girl?"
"The classmate Rove brought back." Duoji said.
"It's just a classmate?" Muriel snorted, obviously not believing this statement, she was puzzled again:
"This red hair can't be the daughter of the Weasley family, can it be Ginny?"
"No." Muriel stared and said, "I only saw that girl last Christmas. She has nasty freckles on her face. She doesn't have as good skin as this little girl, and she's not as juicy as her..."
"Did Arthur and Molly secretly have another daughter? That's normal, too. Weasleys breed like goblins."
"Grandma Muriel, her name is Shirley Swinton, but a Weasley child." Rove corrected.
"Swinton?" Muriel asked puzzled, "Which family's surname is this, why haven't I heard of it?"
"Shirley was raised in a Muggle family," Rove said.
"Oh, Muggle family." Muriel fell silent.
Luo Fu naturally understood the meaning of her contempt, so he said without changing his face:
"Shirley, get a chair for Grandma Muriel. She is already one hundred and four years old. Standing for a long time is not good for her health."
Shirley nodded. She waved her wand and pointed it at two small stones on the side of the road. The stones immediately turned into two mahogany easy chairs with swan-necked legs.
On the chair, there is also a luxurious Utrecht yellow rose velvet upholstery.
Dorje applauded vigorously and praised:
"Beautiful Transfiguration, boy, I bet Albus is not as good as your Transfiguration at your age!"
Muriel looked at Shirley in shock. She stared at Shirley for more than ten seconds, slandering her inwardly.
Shirley smiled modestly: "Grandpa Elphias, I'm still far behind."
"Xue Li, you are too modest." Duoji sat on the chair, looked at Muriel again, and asked, "What do you think, this hand transfiguration?"
He teased: "Oh, I remembered, you didn't even get the O.W.Ls certificate of transfiguration back then. Judging by my memory, I'm really old."
Muriel glared at Dorji, then plopped down on the chair, as if trying to crush him.
"What were you arguing about just now?" Rove asked.
"Let's talk about the Daily Prophet." Muriel smiled maliciously, and said, "You are amazing now, kid."
Luo Fu wondered: "What's wrong?"
"It was your report for the whole year last year. I thought that there would be the International Federation of Wizards Conference and the Quidditch World Cup this summer. The news about you would stop for a while."
"I didn't expect you to save another ship of wizards, and Rita even wrote an article about you!"
Rove narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Did she speak ill of me?"
Not long ago, in the washroom of the German Ministry of Magic, he had unceremoniously dealt Rita a hard blow, and she might indeed have written an article scolding herself.
"No, but I praise you... elegant and easy-going, with outstanding talent." Muriel sneered and said:
"That's amazing, that woman never speaks well of anyone, like in that report about the International Confederation of Wizards Convention, she called Albus... a dictatorial and rigid old madman!"
"I said it." Duoji interrupted violently and angrily: "That woman Skeeter's article can't be trusted, she just likes old crows who make trouble out of nothing."
Dorje's face turned red like a radish again, obviously... He was arguing with Muriel about this article that insulted Dumbledore.
"Look at you, and anxious... Elphias," Aunt Muriel said with a giggle, "I know you admire Dumbledore, you have always regarded him as a saint!"
"But Albus had some very funny rumors before he became a saint!"
"Muriel!" Duoji exclaimed, "What nonsense are you talking about in front of the children?"
Muriel was obviously deliberately seducing Rove to ask about Dumbledore's "funny rumors".
But Rove knew that she wanted to talk about Dumbledore's sister Ariana, so he said coldly:
"Grandma Muriel, although you are an elder, I have to remind you that you don't care about others' faults without their faults."
Mully choked for a moment, and she was about to say something, but the chair shook violently, almost throwing her to the ground.
Feeling the shaking of the ground, Rove looked at the shaking of the houses in the distance and the dusty streets, and said doubtfully:
"earthquake?"
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(Thanks to "Book Friends 20200308172707207" and "Once Bitten by a Cat" for their rewards.)