Day and night prevention, it is difficult to prevent house thieves - although this is a bit ugly to say, but the truth is not false at all.

Merlin, who holds half of the wizarding group of England in his hand, is still hanging on the wizard's mouth even after a thousand years, saying that there is no private goods, it is estimated that no wizard believes it, although wizards are not big is beautiful, more is good, caliber is the definition of justice, but relying on equipment to crush people is popular even in the wizarding world more than a thousand years later, let alone now.

If we take it seriously, probably the wizards follow the saying that more magic is beautiful, stronger spells are good, and portable items are justice - in the end, it was Voldemort's spell from Lily, from Dumbledore's old wand and Voldemort's own magic, and of course, Harry's dedication and sacrifice were indispensable.

It's a pity that this road is still too complicated after all, and it's not very royal - well, as for what is the royal road, that is, if the opponent is not well-behaved, it will run over him.

Dismantle all the Horcruxes, and then rely on hard power to run over directly - this path is indeed feasible, and the steps are unusually simple, but there are some difficulties, Harry's soul is currently a little bit sure of Allen, but the last step is a little difficult, he has to have the strength to run over...

So, for the peace of Hogwarts, for the peace of the wizarding world, for the peace of the world - Mr. Merlin, I'm sorry!

After expressing his sincerest apologies to Mr. Merlin, who did not know where he was, Alan smiled at Artoria with peace of mind.

The smile was so sincere that Artoria's goofy hair suddenly fluttered, and then it began to turn around—strange, could this thing sense malice?

Phew-I didn't mean that, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue!

Alan didn't change: "Artoria, you're hungry, aren't you?

Out of the corner of Ellen's eye, he clearly saw Hermione's contemptuous look, the kind of thing you are going to do something bad, is it bad to lie to a simple child like this.

So Alan turned his head to show a helpless look - what can he do, Merlin's methods of hiding things are too masterful, if he doesn't trick Artoria in front of him to find it himself, it is estimated that he will have to dismantle all the laboratories - not to mention the other attack traps or self-destruction traps that may contain in it, it would be too damaging to dismantle all the other people's laboratories in order to get something earlier.

Fortunately, Artoria didn't notice this exchange while eating snacks, she looked down and thought about it, and then looked at Allen, her eyes were full of guilt, and the snacks in her hand were put down: "It turns out that you still haven't remembered 1, sorry teacher, I saw that you looked at the experiment records so naturally and found that you were exactly the same as before, and thought you had remembered them all-it-it's okay, Artoria will help you slowly find this memory... ”

The air fell silent for a moment.

Allen's heart was filled with guilt - it was so guilty of cheating such a good kid, obviously he wasn't Merlin, looking for a laboratory shouldn't be a pleasant thing, why did it become like this?

In the silence, Alan felt that his head was sinking into a hard steel plate while he was sitting, there was a feeling of slapping his hand in his head, and a comforting voice came from his ears: "Don't worry, teacher, you will be fine, I swear with my sword here!"

Hey, let go of me, I don't miss the mercy of a little kid!

Allen's break free made the other party stagger, and then a strange expression appeared on her face, and she muttered to herself: "No, the last time I saw a knight being comforted like this, it was obviously relieved all of a sudden, did I make a mistake?"

Although he was muttering to himself, Alan still heard it very clearly - he couldn't help but scratch his head, where did he learn the crooked ways!

Perhaps sensing that something was wrong with the atmosphere, Artoria forcibly changed the subject: "Oh, teacher, it's nothing, you continue to read, and I'll see if there are any ingredients in the kitchen." ”

As she spoke, she felt towards the door, and the smoke disappeared.

This time it wasn't quiet, it was silent—Alan didn't even turn his head to feel the stares staring at him.

He was also desperate - this was not his script, he was not interested in this kind of pure-minded girl like a child, especially if the other party was stupidly wearing armor and trying to comfort him, it was a steel plate!

The script is not like this, he conceived the dialogue, considered the plot, and even his conscience was briefly discarded, and began his own guidance - but the comfort of the steel plate was switched, and the partiality was still in the presence of Hermione...

Artoria read the script, tore it up, and then starred in her true colors, winning the best in the show.

But now the biggest problem is not the question of who grabbed the MVP, nor is it the legendary woman - cough, phew, it's a question of whether he will hang up!

He's also desperate.,He's obviously inducing the girl to find out Merlin's treasure.,Why did he suddenly become the comforted party.,Or the kind of reluctance.,This kind of useless welfare can be thrown away!

He couldn't help but recall his own eye contact earlier, why did he convey to Hermione an expression that I can't do anything because of the revolution?

It's good to associate it if it's a trick to find something, but why has the current situation become a scumbag drama that tricks people to comfort themselves - if you think about it from another perspective, maybe a firewood knife will appear in the next second?

Obviously looks like a very deceitful little girl - why did you advance the story to what it is now, director, are you looking for a stand-in!

For now, Alan couldn't find a worse scenario, he would rather face Voldemort or the professor who wanted to lock him up at the moment - the former is a big deal, the latter can be sold to the past, the question is how to deal with Hermione?

Hey, 110, my girlfriend just saw me molesting other little girls, and the other party is still comforting me, what should I do, I'm in a hurry, I'm waiting online!

Comrade, how did you transfer?

"Hello, this is 120... ”

......

At this moment, Alan wants to die and wants to pretend.

However, you can't run - whoever runs in this situation is stupid.

Hermione stood up from the lab table, expressionless, and walked straight towards Alan.

Won't kill anyone, right?

Alan has already prepared a recovery spell - invincibility is spared, he shouldn't be able to die, right?

However, to his surprise, Hermione, who was approaching a few steps, did not hit him, but stared at him for several seconds, and then directly pressed the coerced Alan down on the chair, and began to pinch his face with both hands.

But instead of the expected pain, his eyes went black, and then he felt a wetness on his forehead, and then quickly released.

With himself seeing the light again, Alan saw that Hermione's face was slightly red, he subconsciously scratched his face, and said involuntarily: "It's a little awkward... ”

In the next second, Alan felt like he had lost his center of gravity, and his vision changed from where he had just touched Hermione's face, eyes, hair, and then the ceiling, and finally he fell heavily to the ground - the stool was kicked over...

Hey, I didn't mean that!

Alan wanted to explain, but there was no one outside the room...

——

An hour later, in the restaurant, a hearty meal was served to the table by Allen, who rubbed the back of his head.

Although it didn't hurt for a long time, he still kept rubbing it - even if he didn't hit anywhere at the beginning, he subconsciously felt that it was better to do so.

Merlin should be said to be worthy of it - the entire laboratory has even the most rudimentary kitchen magic for keeping fresh, which is simply too rare in this era without refrigerators - especially since this magic is similar to the permanent spell of the Sirius family's portrait of his mother, which makes this precious value worthy of luxury.

Without the precious raw materials, a permanent spell cannot be performed - like the invisibility cloak, the version they use is a time-sensitive knockoff, and the big reason is the raw material.

The kitchen alone uses such high-end materials - which makes Alan even more excited about the rest of the lab.

Especially Hermione, it seems that he has a little bit of forgiveness for him, which makes this matter even better, as for whether his conscience will hurt - hehe, he almost hung up just now, is he still in the mood to think about this?

However, this time he will not take any precious raw materials, and he will not cause any damage - he only wants those materials that can be reproduced.

It is not a question of whether the conscience will ache, but a question of his principle - Merlin to Merlin, and Artoria to Artoria.

Judging from the contributions he has made so far, he does not feel that he has the right to empty Merlin's lab, which he has set for himself - it is already extremely lucky to have access to Merlin's information, and it would be too greedy to be greedy.

Good food and drink - Alan has always been happy with his craft.

In the middle of the meal, Alan bit his ear and told Hermione about his preparations, and felt confident in Hermione's surprised eyes - well, I'm still me, different fireworks!

Unfortunately, this pride did not last long.

Because with a hot breath coming from his ears, a word that hit him extremely hard came: "Hehe, when did the stingy guy become so generous? ”

。。。

Hey, wait, what do you mean?

Am I stingy?

Stop, who said this, come on, come on, Hogwarts heads-up, I'll give you a hand!

Hermione's unconvinced face caused Hermione to snicker, but she quickly said to Allen, "I don't admit it yet, they all said in unison, you are very generous to people you know, but people you don't know are very stingy - what is there to care about? What is their business? I like it!"

It's still a blow...

I'm not convinced! Look, I don't take anything that isn't mine!

Unfortunately, there was no one to comfort her this time of rolling her eyes, Hermione just snickered, and seemed to have no regard for these resentments at all - too, she was proud to have no friends in her grade, how could she care about these gossip?

A puffed Alan gulped down the last dish, and was just about to clean up the bowl or something when Artoria stopped him.

"Teacher-now is not the time to get this, you don't know what's more important, these bowls and whatever, you can get them later, these are all secondary to you now, the main thing is that I'll take you through the lab and see if you can find any lost memories here!"

The way she was wearing armor and holding a long sword at the moment was extremely convincing, which reminded Alan of watching Qin Shi Huang's chariot ride over and shouting out that he could replace the overlord of Chu - that's right, that kind of momentum, that kind of persuasiveness.

The only not-so-good thing is that it would be more perfect if the sauce on the cheeks that wasn't cleaned off the only regret was wiped off.

So, you can put down the dishes after eating, but you can put them in front of retrieving your memories after eating?

Believe it or not, if I really want to be Merlin, kill you, a traitor who deceived his teachers and destroyed his ancestors!

If I hadn't been a Hufflepuff-born wizard who made this table of food myself, I would have to duel you!

Having said that, at this time, Alan suddenly wanted to say a word of complaint-I tore fat~ But he still shut up in time, because after all, this is not the period of the academy exchange.

Apparently, Artoria didn't find out that Alan was planning to clear the portal for Merlin, and she happily took on the role of the leader.

Ten minutes later, the whole experiment sounded like the teacher, do you remember anything when you see this experimental object, teacher, what do you remember when you see these books, teacher, what do you remember when you see these belongings, and Allen was moved by the whole person.

It turns out - the fortress was breached from within.

In just two hours, Alan saw how awesome Merlin really was.

That's right, he can really only use the word "awesome" to describe it, because he can't think of more words to use for exclamation.

If nothing else, he was impressed by the sheer size of the treasure room—the gold and gold that filled the room and almost all the saliva was left, not to mention the jewels.

And that's not all—because, in Artoria's words, half of the treasure in the house has been converted into all sorts of war supplies to support her war to liberate the country, and the original treasury has to be doubled...

It's just ordinary stuff - because the wizard's stuff is half as small as Alan can recognize, and there's no record of anything else.

Knee to the local tyrant Merlin...

He swallowed his saliva and sealed the house of wizards' materials - conscience can be lost, and the matter of principle is definitely not violated!