Chapter 362: Little Mother's Cake Shop (Thanks to Alliance Leader Poplar)
"School is about to start, so you can order some for the students in the intensive training class. Hermione turned her head a little embarrassed as Alan looked at her, her little fingers unconsciously twisting and turning, and soon, she came up with an excuse for her craving for sweets.
The girl in front of her, sad Alan couldn't help but rub her fluffy curly hair, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's go to the little mother's cake shop." β
"Let's go. Luna, who had tasted the cake, took an apple from the fruit basket on the table and took a bite.
After a round of counseling, Alan took Hermione and Luna out the door. The little sister Emily wanted to follow, but Daisy stopped her and whispered a few words, and she grimaced and ran back upstairs.
Alan glanced at Daisy, who was snickering on the side, shook her head, and left with Hermione and Luna, turning around and knocking on the door of the tent next door.
Narcissa looked a little surprised as she looked at the three Alan who appeared at the door, "Alan Harris?"
"Hello, Mrs. Malfoy. We're here for Draco. Alan saluted and said what he meant.
A big smile instantly bloomed on Narcissa's face, "Draco will be happy, please come in, I'll call him out right away." β
Entering the tent, it is like entering a small palace with extremely rich decoration, not only is the space very spacious, but the decoration inside is extremely luxurious.
Soon, Draco followed Narcissa downstairs.
"Alan, Luna, what would you like to drink?"
"Hermione Granger. Draco's tone stiffened.
Narcissa tugged at Hermione, "Hermione, is apple juice okay?" Narcissa noticed the apple in Luna's hand.
"Thank you. Hermione nodded. It felt nice to look at the pure-bloods who had previously looked down on wizards from Muggle families, and now that they had to be polite to her like this.
"Is there anything I need to do, Allen...... Belch...... Bro?" Draco was obviously unaccustomed to this flattering tone, stealthily glancing at Allen, expecting his response.
Draco is the only son in the family, and when Lucius talked to him just now, he thought that Draco would resist becoming someone else's godson, but what he didn't expect was that after hearing Harris's name, Draco agreed very happily.
"Draco, we found a very tasty cake shop and would like to take you along to taste it. Alan looked at Malfoy affectionately, and saw that the teenager opposite smiled and laughed because of his response.
"What is it?" said Narcissa, holding a few clear glasses and a jug of chilled apple juice.
Draco stepped forward, poured five glasses of apple juice, and delivered it to everyone himself.
Draco even gave Hermione a kind smile. But turning his head, he looked at Allen, and seeing Allen's approving eyes, he drank his juice in one gulp.
"Little Mommy's cake shop, Mrs. Malfoy. Alan said with a smile.
"Little mom's cake shop, it sounds very cozy. Alan, thank you for all you do for the Black family. Narcissa glanced cautiously at the doorway and thanked her.
Narcissa is a pure-blood with a high sense of family honor, and she is very happy that Sirius can be rehabilitated, and most importantly, that the Black family can continue.
Alan raised his glass and drank the juice in his hand with a smile.
Before leaving, Alan caught a glimpse of Narcissa handing over a large bag of gold galleons to Draco, and couldn't help but smile, the money was enough to buy "Mommy's Little Cake Shop".
The four of them quickly went to a place where they could intercept the magic bus, and Alan stretched out his wand, which glowed, and Malfoy's eyes flashed, but he didn't ask anything.
A purple three-decker bus braked sharply and stopped in front of them. The ferocious momentum made the four of them can't help but jump backwards.
"Welcome to the Rider Bus, where are you going?" said conductor Stan Sanpark, poking his head out and greeting warmly.
"Let's go to Cheddar. Alan pulled out a few gold coins.
Stan immediately and enthusiastically invited them to the bus: "Cheddar is a great place to be, the cheddar cheese is delicate and soft, and it will make you feel blissful." β
Draco gripped the brass pillar to avoid falling out of his chair in the bus's rampage.
Stan's body swayed to the rhythm of the bus, "There's a cake shop in Cheddar, you guys don't want to miss it." β
Without waiting for them to ask, Stan enthusiastically introduces him, "Little Mommy's Cake Shop, owned by a brother and sister, Monica Geller and Ross Geller. Monica Geller is one of the most well-known local chefs who is hell-bent on creating innovative cuisines. The shop is located in a cottage on the outskirts of town. There, the two of them lived a peaceful and prosperous life in daily fermentation, brewing and baking. A lot of people come here. β
After a bumpy and shaky ride, they came to Cheddar.
Malfoy's face turned pale, and he began to regret that he had drunk so much juice at home.
Walking, shopping, buying, pouring cheese, cheese sauce, baking cheese...... At Cheddar, cheese is all-round.
Eventually, they came to a rustic-looking log cabin about a quarter of a mile from the town. Clusters of maple trees are comfortably nestled around the house, forming a sparse grove.
"It stinks!" Except for Malfoy, all three of Allen's five senses are extremely acute.
"Oh, I smell the most disgusting stench I've ever had, coming from that chimney. In my opinion, it can't be anything good. Malfoy clutched his nose and exclaimed, exaggeratedly.
"Maybe something happened, let's go take a look. Hermione said, a hint of worry flashing through her face.
Standing in front of the door, Alan knocked on the door, but no one came to open it.
Alan listened closely, and there was a sound in the door.
"Is there anyone? Mr. Geller, Miss Geller, are you there?" asked Alan aloud.
There was a rustling sound behind the door, and then there was silence.
Alan knocked on the door again, and there was a creakβthe door opened on its own, and the room was in full view.
It was a cosy room, with a large sofa and a heavily cushioned armchair in the corner facing the warm fireplace. A small desk sits under the window, with a book spread out on it.
This room has two doors in different directions that lead to the dining room and the hall on the other side of the house.