Reality slapped Alan in the face......

I saw Rowena Ravenclaw raise the wand in his hand high: "The power of the dead is against magic, so you can only point directly." A large, black iron tong and handsaw appeared out of thin air, and Alan's eyes widened unconsciously, thinking of the Middle Ages as he knew it, in an era when normal doctors disdained to do the dirty work of surgery, which only blacksmiths and barbers would do part-time, and wizards did not discriminate against it, but apparently used the same methods......

Allen's face was pale, he was now weak and had no way to resist. He watched as the black iron pincers flew towards his face, and Rowena Ravenclaw's hesitant expression made her look a little immature: "Wait a minute, don't move, or you'll bleed again." The other party solemnly leaned his face over, his eyes widened so that they bulged out a little, this expression like surprise made Alan finally connect her and Luna together again, and on the other hand, he also realized why the other party didn't take all four finger bones at once in a coma last time......

Without waiting for Alan to respond, Rowena pressed the cold iron pliers against Ellen's chin, clamped the end of a finger bone, and sawed off the excess from his cheek with a tooth-itching sound from his handsaw—in fact, the trembling of the finger bones in his mouth really made Allen's teeth itch.

Putting down the handsaw, Rowena took a deep breath and pulled out the two crooked finger bones from his cheeks one after the other, and Alan only felt a sharp pain in his cheeks.

Later, the feeling of wet liquid gushing out—it was blood that began to bubble out again.

Obviously Ravenclaw had experience with this, and after a moment's pause, she roughly wiped off the excess blood with the blue handkerchief she had just wiped her mouth under the gaze of Allen's eyes that were wide open and therefore a little bulging from the pain, and dug a lump of ointment into the bowl full of ointment with her hand, and smeared it on Alan's wounds with a clatter—the pain was instantly covered by a cool feeling.

"Speak again tomorrow, or it will be scarred if it breaks open again." Seeing that Alan's face was also covered with cold sweat due to the severe pain for a while, and a lot of it slipped and gathered on his nose, Ravenclaw helped him wipe it with his fingers, but he didn't expect to get the remaining ointment on Alan's nose, "Got a dirty thing on your nose." ”

After wiping Alan's nose with his clean hand, Rowena Ravenclaw nodded in satisfaction as if he had finished a sculpture...... Alan tugged at the corners of his mouth - fortunately, it was done.

Ravenclaw, who suddenly withdrew his hand, stood in place without warning, "Boom...... Boom...... Knock......" Maggie stood next to the crucible where the potion had just been boiled, holding a small silver hammer, mending the broken crucible, and striking it with a very rhythmic and crisp sound.

The witch clutched her belly, "Hmm......" she frowned slightly, "I'm hungry." ”

"We can go down and get something to eat. Rowena Ravenclaw waved his wand, and the utensils that had been cleaned by Maggie flew back to the wooden box, "Don't try to speak until tomorrow, but it's okay to eat." ”

As she spoke, she grabbed Allen's arm, and the two of them apparitioned and came to the grass below. "Muggles can't see treehouses, but there are always some dumb wizards who want to come and be apprentices. That's why my treehouse doesn't have a ladder and no illusions, so that most people don't want to be harassed - Phantom Shifters won't want to be an apprentice...... Anyway, my neighbor is a witch, so she doesn't bother, and during the day, whenever someone asks for advice, she will teach them. ”

Unlike Ravenclaw's treehouse, the unenchanted climate outside made Alan feel a little hot, and he looked in amazement at the semi-basement-like tavern in front of him, half underground and half above ground, made of giant oak roots and mud holes. The orange-yellow light jumps out of the circular window, making it look extremely bright and warm. The whole tavern was circled around the great oak tree, the roof was covered with a thick green lawn, and the enchanted garden grew on the thick layer of dirt on the tavern roof.

"The owner of the tavern is a gourmet, she is a good herbalist and healer by day, but at night she opens a tavern - cooking is her hobby, and she is particularly gifted in food magic. This was undoubtedly a good thing, and it made her very popular among wizards, as she opened the door late at night to give the wizards who lived in town a place to eat after a day of studying magic and working, and it was a good place to go because of the curfew imposed by Muggles who prevented them from going to the local tavern. ”

Looking at the vivid Ravenclaw, listening to what she said, judging from the time she has spent together, Alan feels that she is more human now, Luna's seemingly casual look towards everything, I don't know if it is affected by divinity or the time of nearly a thousand years has made her lose some mortality, in contrast, although Ravenclaw at this time looks much older than Luna, but in fact, it feels a lot younger and more energetic - Alan probably guessed the identity of the owner of this hotel.

"Regardless of time and Muggle laws and religions, when we were happily filled, in that brief period of time, we wizards were free and free, and it was an act of arrogance to eat without being disturbed by anyone, and this act was the best cure that we modern wizards have been given equally. Rowena Ravenclaw said in a somewhat ostentatious tone that Alan couldn't help but feel a little rustic, "I think what she told me was pretty good. ”

He led Eren to the round door, which was so green that it almost flowed out.

The door spun open, revealing Allen's vision of a round, low-ceilinged room with a faint earthy scent, like a tunnel-like tubular hall with wooden panels surrounding it. The floor was covered with tiles and carpets, and the room was furnished with shiny tables and chairs, with many coat hooks nailed around it to receive the guests who came to the door. Through the round windows, you can see the swaying grass and dandelions outside. In many places, there are smooth and shiny copper ornaments, and there are many plants that hang from the ceiling or are placed on the windowsills.

All the rooms on both sides of the corridor were kept at the same level, the wooden door on the right was closed, and the cooking movement could be heard on the left.

Rowena Ravenclaw expertly led Alan to a corner to sit down, the chair was particularly soft, yellow and black, and the copper lamp on the wall gave a warm light, which looked warm and peaceful. Dining in this environment is undoubtedly a great pleasure.

A kind-eyed, chubby, red-haired lady of about thirty years of age approached with a gentle smile, and when she saw Rowena Ravenclaw, she complained, "Rowena, you are a greedy marauder, and you have taken herbs from my garden, and besides, there is one horned toad missing from my kitchen, and I know their whereabouts without asking." ”

The tavernkeeper spoke Welsh, which was actually better for Alan than Ravenclaw's Anglo-Saxon, which made Alan completely sure of the other party's identity, Helga Hufflepuff.

From Hufflepuff's expression and tone, it was clear that she didn't care at all about Ronald Ravenclaw's "plunder" of her, her eyes finally fell on Allen's face, and after nodding gently to him, she leaned down and pulled Allen over and hugged her: "Poor boy, it's a pleasure to meet you." It's strange that Rowena picked the herbs for the wound on your face, but I'll have to check it to see if there's any omission, and it would be a shame if it left a scar. You know, I've never seen her work as a therapist. ”