However, this joyful and peaceful time was only one night.

The next day, Rowena Ravenclaw had a taste of stomach discomfort, her abdomen was like a knife, and she tossed and turned several times between the bed and the toilet that sat on the branch of the great oak tree, and Ravenclaw felt that her legs were weak and weak, and her mouth was dry, as if she had been stuffed with cotton. Her hair was scattered over her shoulders, her clothes were loosely covering her body, and she sat on the bed with a pale face, but when Alan got up, she pretended to be nothing.

"When are we leaving?" asked Alan, seeing that Rowena didn't seem to be washed yet.

"Hmm...... I think we can go back another day, I still have some things to do today. Ravenclaw said calmly, flipping through a thick magic book beside his bed, as if he had really paid his full attention.

Alan frowned, he noticed that something was wrong with the other party, the feet that were always shaking flexibly were now obediently placed on the bed, and the hair that was more scattered than usual was obviously showing the embarrassment of the other party, the slightly pursed, somewhat white lips, and the stiff body were all telling Alan that she was uncomfortable - Luna was also in this state and look when she ate pickled lard before.

"In that case, I'll borrow your tools to practice my hands today. After saying that, Alan directly set up the alchemy tools, methodically searched for the medicinal materials he needed, and then naturally called the house-elf Maggie to go downstairs to the Hufflepuff garden to replenish the missing potion plants.

"You got it. Ravenclaw noticed Allen's movements, knew the other party's plan, and no longer intended to hide it, put the book back in his hand, and just watched the other party quietly.

As Alan worked on the herbs, he kept talking to Rowena, and Ravenclaw replied without saying a word, showing no signs of impatience. Through conversation, Alan discovered that in this era, those medicinal materials for making potions like magic enhancement potions and attribute potions are not too scarce, but only a very few large families will have enough background to pass on these recipes. In addition, there are many ferocious magical creatures in the wild where these magical herbs grow, which are dangerous - but apparently none of these are major problems for the four founders of Hogwarts.

A bubbly, hot potion came out of the potion, and Alan handed it to Ravenclaw sitting on the bed, and the witch frowned at the smell of the potion, closed her eyes, raised her chin, and drank the potion, a little of the potion flowing from the corners of her mouth - but the comfort of her stomach being flowing through the potion made her close her eyes, and then she leaned her head over the shoulder of Allen, who was sitting on the bed, and her face brushed directly over Alan's shoulder.

Even through his clothes, Alan's shoulders could feel the warmth of his lips, and he tilted his head sideways to see Ravenclaw's nose and mouth distorted from the effort he had applied to his shoulders. Ravenclaw rubbed his clothes clean, shoved the wooden cup back to Alan, and fell onto the bed, pulling the quilt over his body, looking like he was going to sleep with the calming effect of the potion.

Alan didn't move after taking the cup from the other party, just staring blankly at the stain on the shoulder of his clothes.

It wasn't until the next day, when Allen returned from going to the bathroom outside, that he woke up when he saw Rowena Ravenclaw, who was supposed to have recovered, and she was lying on her desk and chair reading the blue book that she had not finished reading to relieve her boredom......

Seeing Alan return, Ravenclaw nodded at him with satisfaction, "Your potion recipe is indeed better than my own recipe before, but let's go to the school address after the carnival is over, I don't want to move too much these days." ”

"Of course, the recipes for those potions of mine are also on parchment. Alan nodded in agreement, the other party had just recovered, and it was not suitable to go out and run too far. However, seeing her curly hair scattered in the chair, Alan couldn't help but sigh slightly: "Your hair is much messier today than before." ”

"Can you comb?" Ravenclaw nodded in a fluffy inquiry.

The horn comb next to a silver headband crown on the dresser flew into Alan's hand, and the middle part of it was carved with some ravens with two rows of teeth, one thick and sparse, the other thin and dense - Eren also noticed that the somewhat elven-style foliage crown was not the later crown that could increase the wearer's wisdom and set with huge blue gems, but looked like a somewhat artistic jewelry headdress of the era.

After recovering from his senses, Allen, who found himself holding the comb, hesitated for a moment to understand what Ravenclaw meant, and after politely asking with his eyes and getting permission from the other party, he came behind the witch, stroked Ravenclaw's hair with one hand and draped them all over the back of the chair, and then carefully cleaned them with a wandless technique, and then held the comb with the other hand, combing it from top to bottom with a soothing motion.

Ravenclaw's gaze was still focused on the storybook, but between his eyebrows, his expression was much more relaxed because of the gentleness of Allen's movements, and then he comfortably picked up the cup next to him and took a sip of raw cheek juice.

Alan carefully combed the other little by little, "How about a look?" Alan asked softly, letting go of the witch's hair and taking a step back.

There was a silver mirror floating in front of Ravenclaw and behind her head, and the witch tilted her head left and right to look at herself in the mirror, and not a single strand of her originally scattered hair was now curled, all of it was meticulously combed, even the fine pieces of hair near her neck were unconsciously repaired by Allen. Two long strands of hair hung down on her chest, and a portion of the hair was tied back into wavy braids next to each of her exposed ears, and by slight pressing, it was arranged into a beautiful arc, while the rest of the hair was lowered naturally, and at the top of her hair was the silver crown of the headring that showed the overlapping branches and leaves.

Allen's expression at this time was quite satisfied, he looked at his works with a slightly nostalgic gaze, the current Ravenclaw, in addition to the clothes are still more scattered and casual, the demeanor is not serious enough, and the face is more youthful and young, but in terms of image, it is very similar to the Ravenclaw that Allen has seen in his impression.

"So you like this style, and you really like to pay attention to ......" Ravenclaw although there was some sarcasm on her lips, but her expression was obviously quite satisfied with this, she waved her hand and made the mirror disappear, "At the carnival, you can also dress up that set and decorations for me, anyway, there will be a large area of temporary thermostatic charms, even if the weather is very hot, you will not be affected, wizards will make themselves dress better, obviously this will be more in line with your preferences." ”