"It's nothing serious, just a skin injury. Just drink this potion and burp twice."

Mr. Fry looked at his son lying on the bed, and took out a bottle of green potion from his arms and handed it to him.

Brown unplugged the cork and poured the potion into his mouth.

As the potion entered his body,

Brown felt that the painful part began to become numb.

He knew that this was a sign that the wound was beginning to heal.

But not long after this thought came to mind, he began to burp.

And that was not a big deal.

As he burped, bubbles began to come out of his mouth.

"Is Cousin Brown all right?"

Pauline asked excitedly when she saw this miraculous scene.

"It's nothing, just a hiccup potion. You'll be fine after drinking it. It's specially used to treat all kinds of injuries."

Abel said nonchalantly.

He was a little panicked when he saw his nephew injured just now. After entering the house, he remembered that his eldest brother was a wizard, wasn't he?

He was also a wizard who could make potions.

Then why was he worried ?���What?

"Dad, did you get rid of your panda eyes by drinking this potion? It's amazing!"

Abel said with a bit of satisfaction:

"Of course! Otherwise, Dad’s panda……"

It seemed that he found something wrong, so he scolded awkwardly:

"Ahem! Don't ask too many questions, kid."

But the family atmosphere in the Maine family is very good.

Pauline was not afraid of her father's scolding.

Instead, she whispered:

"Humph! You're still talking about adults talking about things.

You must be hiding in the house drinking potion because you're afraid that my cousin Brown and I will see you blowing bubbles and laugh at you."

Abel had no choice but to pretend he didn't hear anything as he didn't want to scold his lovely daughter.

He changed the subject:

"Braun!

Your uncle is not saying anything to you. How can you be so careless even at such a big age?

If you still fell,……"

Braun was lying on the bed blowing bubbles out of boredom. When he heard his uncle's words, he was obviously confused.

Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

"It's not Brown's fault."

Pauline couldn't help herself at this moment.

"It was the cousin who saw Hermione, Uncle Granger's daughter, run a red light and was almost hit by a car, and quickly pulled her back. But that girl suddenly had such a magical power that it went out of control……"

""Magic riot."

Abel warned.

He glared at his father:

"Well, the magic riot, and then it bounced Cousin Braun onto the street light."

"Really? Son?"

Mr. Foley turned to look at his son.

Brown nodded helplessly.

Pauline had already revealed the secret to him, so there was no point in hiding it.

"Yes, I thought I was fine, but I was afraid that Hermione would be scolded by her father, so I took it upon myself. But Uncle Abel, Hermione's father really didn't know about this. After hearing that I fell, he took the initiative to send me back."

Abel nodded:

"I understand."

Mr. Foley seemed somewhat interested after listening to this, and patted his son on the shoulder:

"You are worthy of being my son! You are so young and you know how to be a hero and save the damsel in distress! You have the style of your father! I bet that little witch must love you to death!"

Mr. Foley laughed at Braun in a very unruly manner.

Then he began to talk about the various heroic rescues he had done when he was young.

"Really? So you had a lot of girlfriends when you were young?"

"Of course... I……"

Mr. Foley answered subconsciously when he heard the voice.

But he felt something was wrong halfway through.

The more he listened, the more familiar it felt.

He turned his head and saw his wife standing behind him.

Her beautiful face was now covered with dark clouds.

"Honey, listen to my explanation...

Actually, I was just bragging. Really, I have only dated you in my life and I have always loved you deeply."

Mrs. Fly ignored him.

Instead, she sneered:

"Really? Didn't you say you have many girlfriends?

Aren't you a hero who saves beautiful girls?

Albert, I think you need to explain this to me."

Mr. Foley looked at his brother for help.

Albert held back his laughter and pretended to be serious.

"I don't know, maybe you have a girlfriend and didn't tell me.

I remember that girl from Parkinson's family liked you very much, didn't she?"

Mrs. Foley screamed:

"Good, Albert!

No wonder you found a Parkinson's child for Braun!

So there's your old lover there!"

"Stop it! Stop it! Millie! I'm innocent!

Abel is wrongly accusing me! I didn't do it!"

Seeing his brother being beaten and running around,

Abel laughed:

"No, sister-in-law, I'm kidding.

The girl from Parkinson's family is as fat as a ball.

I believe my brother will not like him."

"Really?"

Mrs. Foley still didn't believe it.

This time, Abel didn't do anything bad. He said seriously:

"Of course, don't you know my brother?

He doesn't even dare to talk to girls. Where did he find a girlfriend?

To be honest, not only me but also my father always thought that he would end up alone.

I didn't expect to meet you. I mean, thanks to meeting you... Anyway, this is my brother's greatest luck."

"That's right, that's right. Abel is right, I blush even when talking to girls."

Mr. Foley quickly agreed.

Although the matter was explained clearly.

But Mrs. Foley was still a little embarrassed.

So she just picked up something that no one wanted?

At this moment, she finally understood why her father-in-law laughed at her and her husband's wedding.

So it was because her pig finally found cabbage?

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