It was only after that that Alan and Luna tried to deliberately scare Helena loudly behind her back, they also tried to conjure terrifying magical creatures that suddenly popped out of her path to scare her, and even found some classic Muggle comedy, tragedy, and thriller...... But without exception, Helena's expression was calm and unwavering, and almost nothing changed.

After several failures, the parents were still not discouraged in the room discussing the next plan, Alan sat on the sofa, crossed legs, index and middle fingers on the sofa armrest flicking rapidly, "What else do you have to do?"

Luna was silent for a moment before she suddenly jumped out of the room, and in a few moments she shoved a bottle of hazelnut jam into Alan's hand, "Go to the bathroom, Alan." ”

Alan blinked, instantly comprehended and took this bottle of hazelnut sauce to the bathroom according to his words, sat on the toilet, and deliberately waited for a few minutes, Alan suddenly began to call Helena's name loudly: "Helena, there is no toilet paper, this time I want you to hand something to Dad too so I don't plan to clean it up, Helena, go get a roll of paper towels for me." ”

Helena, who was chatting with Owen and Morgan Ferreuil, heard her father's call and immediately responded loudly, "Father, I'm coming." Then she borrowed the roll of paper from her grandmother, and Helena held it in both hands and began to walk in the direction of the bathroom where Alan was.

"Take a picture to commemorate it. Luna appeared on the side of the hallway, holding the camera that Alan had given her in her hand, and she kept taking pictures of Helena as she went to get toilet paper and ran over to her daughter, who pretended to record the moment.

And being able to do something for her father made Helena happy, and seeing her mother's shooting action made the Ravenclaw Academy ghost move more decently, she deliberately used the etiquette she had learned before her body to put her feet on the ground, although her face was expressionless, but her steps were brisk but very decent, and she quickly came to the bathroom door with a roll of toilet paper.

The "click-click" is endless, and Luna keeps pressing the shutter of the camera to record the images one by one.

"You put your hand in and hand it to me through the crack in the door. In the bathroom, Alan opened a crack in the door and said to Helena. Helena held a roll of white toilet paper in her hand, and reached through the half-hidden crack in the door to hand the paper to Alan.

"I can't reach it. Alan shouted inside.

Helena leaned sideways and began to half-squat in a very ladylike position, her hand continued to stretch in, and when she was done, she turned around, her steps were more brisk, maintaining the posture that a well-bred girl should have, with her hands crossed in front of her, she looked down at Luna, who was following her and kept shooting, and asked her mother to take a few pictures of her face.

After a few steps, Helena stopped suddenly, feeling as if something was wrong with her hands.

Helena lowered her head and opened her hands to find that the dark brown, sticky substance was sticking to her right palm, and the back of her left hand was sticking a lot because of the gesture she had just made. Helena tilted her head, she tried to remember what it was, and when her more than a thousand years of memories were finally matched with the material in her hand, for a moment, the poor girl was completely overwhelmed, and froze in place, unable to believe that what was on her hand was the filth of the depths of her memory. She pricked her hands, the muscles in her face twitching, and turned in disbelief to look at the bathroom where her father had said he was.

At this time, Luna's expression also changed, and she began to smile as she kept shooting, chasing her daughter's movements and the expressions on her face.

When she confirmed what her hands were indeed stained with, the female ghost, who had not had a violent emotional change for a thousand years, suddenly couldn't help but grin and cry out - although she couldn't shed real tears because of her form, she still trembled and quickly reflexively walked to the side of the stairs, and sat down on the steps of the stairs.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Alan in the bathroom shouted to Helena knowingly.

Luna also seemed to have a relatively large emotional reaction, and she laughed out loud while remembering to bounce after her, and constantly began to record her daughter's situation with her camera.

Helena opened her mouth and cried to ask her mother for help, but she stretched out her dark brown hands to notice that her mother not only did not intend to help her, but also became even more happy to record her embarrassed appearance with her camera, so the female ghost sat on the stairs and cried louder - at least in line with Dumbledore's stupid sentence in Alan's first year!

In such a strong sense of despair, Helena completely forgot for a moment that as long as she turned back into a ghost, the dirty things in her hands would automatically fall off. She just widened her eyes and glanced at her mother accusatory, then turned away from Luna in anger, and just tried to lie down on the stairs and cry bitterly, but then she was concerned about what she was doing, so she raised her arm, and the dilemma made her cry for a while, and the facial expressions on her face began to twitch irregularly.

"Helena, my good granddaughter, what's wrong with you?" Morgan Ferreuil and Owen hurried over to hear Helena's cry, and when they saw Helena sitting on the stairs, they asked anxiously, they had never seen Helena in such a gaffe before.

The portrait hanging on the wall of the staircase flashed, Helena's cry was heard, and Helga Hufflepuff from the kitchen portrait rushed over to check on the situation.

Helena, as if she had found a backer, stretched out her hands to Morgan Ferreuil aggrievedly, whimpering and speechless.

The dirty things on Helena's white palms were very eye-catching, Morgan Ferreuil glanced at Luna who was still taking pictures on the side, looked in the direction of the bathroom door, leaned over and sat down beside Helena, took her granddaughter's hand, looked down and smelled the smell, and raised her eyebrows, "Clean up." ”

Morgan Ferreuil patted his granddaughter's clean palm and soothed, "It's just hazelnut jam, not dirt." ”

"Morgan Ferreuil must have been her idea to beat Luna for me. Helga, who was on the side, also reacted and exclaimed, "Just use the spell I taught you earlier." ”

Luna, who was still holding the camera, still had her eyes on her daughter's crying nose and face, but when she heard Helga's roar, the smile on her face began to solidify, and she put down the camera and immediately stopped taking pictures, and her steps unconsciously took a few steps back.

Morgan Ferreuil quickly stood up, whipping his wand in one hand and lifting the corner of his long skirt with the other, and quickly rushed towards Luna, making a series of rapid footsteps on the floor. It's just that the whip is menacing, but it doesn't weigh heavily on Luna - because Luna is Rowena Ravenclaw, Morgan Ferreuil can't let go.

"You damn crow! I just thought you two were a little more reliable, and you would play this game for me so that Helena could touch things again?!" Hufflepuff waved a feather duster in the portrait and encouraged Morgan Ferreuil, "Punch her Morgan Ferreuil!"

Morgan Ferreuil didn't know whether to listen to Helga's words, or if he didn't react after a few hits, so he really increased his strength and hit Luna's "High Highness and Moon" with a whip.

Whew~Smack!Whew~Smack!Whew~Smack!

"Oji!Oci!Oji!Helga, I'm wrong! Morgan Ferreuil, I'm wrong!Don't fight!" Luna, who was held by Alan's mother in one hand, exhaled in pain, tried her best to dodge, and tried to protect her with her other hand.

"Mom, Luna, she's not ......" Hearing that something was wrong, Alan hurriedly rushed out of the bathroom to dissuade Morgan Ferreuil, "Mom, we have a reason......"

It's okay not to persuade him, but when he heard Allen's voice and realized his existence, Morgan Ferreuil turned around sharply and changed his target, and a whip was swung on Allen's body, and he had no scruples about fighting his son, and the overwhelming whipping made Allen grin in pain.

Whew~Smack!Whew~Smack!Whew~Smack!

"Oji!Oji!Oji!Oji!Mom, I'm wrong, too!Don't fight!"

This time it was the turn of the white-haired wizard to try his best to protect his highness, and when Alan looked up, he caught a glimpse of Owen Harris, who was gloating and smiling from ear to ear, and his eyes rolled, and he immediately shouted to his mother, Morgan Ferreuil, "This is the attention that our father gave us!

Owen's smile froze, and he noticed that as his youngest son framed him, the characters in the scene, including the portrait, began to stare at him, and a kind of grievance from heaven caused the two lips of the new Minister of Magic, who was known for being good at language arts, to tremble, and he only muttered: "I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense." The whip reflected in his pupils, transformed by his wife, Morgan Ferreuil, with a wand, grew larger and larger.